Saturday, June 15, 2019

Cheesy Beating

It all started with Tai Chi.  Master and I have been going to a Tai Chi class which is wonderful and relaxing.  Part of the class involves moving energy around by tapping on various body parts to move the chi and change your emotions.  

Whenever the teacher mentions moving your balls of chi, I think she is talking about cheese balls and begin to get hungry, and I also want to laugh, but I keep this to myself until after class.

Wednesday morning, Master decided to corrupt ancient Chinese medicine for his own perfidious and impure purposes.

It started with deep fried cheese curds.  In a basket.  I am just about to eat the last one.  There are greasy crumbs on my fingers and face.  I'm feel almost satisfied and yet there is still room for one more small cheese ball...

Now, just imagine that you're being gently tapped all over with a cane as someone says they are moving a deep fried cheese ball all around your body, and describes this in great vivid depth.  You can't help but laugh, of course.

He got rid of the moldy Edam of self doubt and replaced it with a fine Gorgonzola of knowledge that I am pleasing to my Master and  a delicious baby Swiss, the best of the Swiss Cheeses, representing being a good slave and loved.

He tapped a spoon lightly against my head to get all that moldy Edam out, and against my chest and liver to loosen up fear and let it flow away, to be replaced by contentment.

Then he said "Want to play a fun game?"  I know the kinds of games he likes and my self doubt came pouring back in.  I think I said "No" but even if I didn't, he could read exactly what I was thinking over my whole body. 

He said "I know what you're thinking", and he told me exactly what I was thinking.  He told me he was beating out all of those self doubts of whether I could play his game and still be a good slave.  He said I could turn him on by being aggressive, by jumping on top of him and fucking him vigorously until he came.  He began beating my cunt with the wooden spoon, telling me he was beating out the cold and beating in flaming hot passion.   Well, that worked.   Soon my chi was flaming, my yang was up and I did leap on top of him and plunge his cock into my pussy.  When he tried to hold me I pinned his hands to the bed and fucked harder until he came inside me.  

As silly and hilarious as it sounds, I think it really worked and I'd like another one of these cheese beatings. 

Tuesday, June 11, 2019

The Handmaid

We started watching The Handmaids Tale for the first time.  We've only made it through two episodes so far and it has been rough to watch, hard on the feelings for me at least.  That didn't stop me from getting all worked up sitting next to Master alone on the couch though when it has been days and days since we had sex.  Maybe since last Thursday, or longer.  There was a little sucking and fingering Saturday morning before he left for work, but it was more of a tease.  

The terrible thing about The Handmaid's Tale, as while it is completely unerotic in the film itself, bits of it are easy to fit into some of my fantasies. 

Master started by making me leave my robe open.  He let me touch myself.  Then he told me to go get a toy to play with- I brought down the glass dildo.  I fucked myself with it and he watched me out of the corner of his eye.  I was really enjoying myself and barely paying attention to the show anymore.

When he ordered it, I came in a huge squirty gush (I planned ahead for this by putting a blanket under me).   He took me up to bed,  tied my hands behind my back and began caning me all over, avoiding my hands, but hitting my upper shoulders, ass, thighs, calves.     I still had the dildo between my legs and I was really getting off on both the caning and humping that thing.  

He had me get on top and use the vibrator while he caned my breasts.  I had some amazing orgasms and still have some nice bruises from that.  

Thursday, June 6, 2019

Knives and Fantasies

I was tied up, breasts bound up tight in offering up to him, when I heard the snick of the knife opening. I shut my eyes to avoid seeing what he was going to do.  Maybe it is easier that way?  I relaxed my body as the knife slid across my chest.  My silent mantra at these times is "I am his to do with as he pleases.  He can cut me and I will stand here and not move.  I am his property". 

I felt the sharp knife prick my nipple and felt sure I would see a drop of blood trickling.  I began begging him "Please, Master, please don't".  I didn't even really think about it, but I really feared for the safety of my nipple.  He moved the knife to the other breast and it felt softer. I had closed my eyes again and I didn't feel a prick.  Perhaps now he was using the back of the knife instead of the sharp side.  

The fantasies came the following day.  It was just and ordinary morning when my Master told me his cock wasn't going to suck itself.  I went down on my knees.  

He took me up to bed and said we were going to play a fun game.  I was going to be his mistress and he was cheating on someone else who somehow was also me.  It really screwed with my head (is that what you think of me??) but at the same time we told the story together and I put in elements that made me hot while he put in elements that made him hot until the story was complicated and interwoven of both of us.  

And the fucking was really hot.  

Monday, June 3, 2019

TMI Tuesday

1. When you post on your blog, what is your main goal?

Pleasing my Master. 

2. What are some questions your blog readers should be asking you but they are not?

I enjoy specific questions about any of my blog entries, but I can't think of anything myself. 

3. What is a great blog post that you have read lately (leave a link in your TMI post)?
This is the first post I have read on this blog, but I really enjoyed it and plan to go back to read more:

4. How long have you been blogging? 

 About 7 years on this one.  Before this I had a vanilla blog under my real name for a couple years.  

5. Considering your current blog, what are the top two most popular posts you have written? (post links to each in your TMI post).
This is my number one blog post of all time, in popular terms:

I guess tons of people are interested in cuckqueening.   

And this is number two:

It's just a picture, but evidently people are really into boobs.  
Or tacks.  
Boobs 'n' tacks.  Nothing wrong with that.

Kinky Camp!

Master and I went camping with some of our kinky friends over the weekend.  It wasn't a big event, just a small group of us at an "Anything consensual goes" private campground.  We had beautiful weather both days, a little chilly at night but we huddled around a campfire. I slept kind of cold too.

Master beat me the first day with some of Mystique's implements like a two tongued tawse/whip type thing and a paddle that slips on like an oven mitt (down side- it also slips off easily).

We sat around talking and playing a few games with everyone late in the evening, which was fun. 

In the morning Mystique's sub, Hasufel, cooked us all some tasty scrambled eggs and bacon.  I did the washing up. 

There was a funny moment when the Dominants told us that I was above Hasufel in the pecking order, so I could tell him what to do.  Not that I want to tell anyone what to do.  But I could if I wanted.  He was thrilled to be the omega sub.  

Then she gave him a chance to be above me, telling Hasufel "Tell her to bring that over here in your meanest voice."  Hasufel is a slightly Minion-like sub:

 Image result for minion

So he said to me (in an ordinary voice),

 "Bring that over here in your meanest voice".

Later on after breakfast Master began flogging me, then whipping me.  Mystique joined in and they both whipped me, one on the back and one on the side.  I don't know how they kept the whips from tangling!  I still have a bit of sting and a few marks from that.  Master dragged me off to the tent when she was done and fucked me to a gallery of comments coming from right out side the tent.  You know, helpful things like "Gag on it!" 
Sometimes it was too much and I had to giggle.

Friday, May 31, 2019

Bad, Dirty Bird

I was watching the Netflix show Tuca and Bertie yesterday and they had a really funny bit in the third episode.   They are trying to spice up their sex life, and Bertie (the female bird) says "What if you order me around?" and Sparkle (the male bird) asks if she wants a safeword, but she's like "Naaaaa".  He picks "Warm potato" anyway.

Then he spanks her, and calls her a "Bad, dirty bird" and she likes it at first, but then she starts to get sad, and she says "But I'm a good bird" and starts crying.  He apologizes and said he was just role playing. 

It was funny because I have been there, thinking he's serious when he's just playing.  

Tuesday, May 28, 2019

Mom of a High School Graduate

That's me now! 

I'm very proud of him.  It hasn't all been fun and games, but he stuck with it and finished.  Now, for college!  😭😄

Sunday, May 19, 2019

Master is Always Right

I was horny Saturday morning, but Master didn't want to fuck because he was saving his load for a friend we were meeting later. I told him I didn't know if we were even planning to do that, as we were just planning to meet for dinner, but he told me better safe than sorry. So I told him SHE had a 23 year old Marine boyfriend, and probably wasn't interested in him. This inflamed him so that he beat me and took me hard and rough. Win one for the slave team! 

At least, that is the story, as he told it at the dinner table. Everyone laughed as I protested the story's complete lack of truth, which he admitted with a laugh.   It had just enough half truths to be a great story, while completely exaggerating the beating part, and the boyfriend part.  There was a Marine involved, though.

When we got home he decided I needed some "funishment" for contradicting him at the dinner table about his story.  He wasn't angry at all but it was a good opportunity for giving me a sound spanking and then making me apologize and recant everything and promise that Master is always right no matter what. 

Even when he's making shit up.

Thursday, May 16, 2019


We had a perfect weather day yesterday, rare for us!  Seventy degrees, sunshine-y, just pretty.  Of course we spent a good part of it in bed, on the couch (well, I was on my knees and he was on the couch), in the kitchen (same again as above).   He told me to bring him something with which to beat me, and I picked out a cane.  He also picked out a belt and a whip.  After all that he flogged me too, which felt extremely nice. 

We spent the afternoon walking down by the river catching some Pokemon. 

I wasn't the perfect day, but it was pretty close. 

Wednesday, May 15, 2019

TMI Tuesday

1. What is the rudest thing you have ever done?

Probably something in an internet argument about politics. I have been known to say "dumbass".

2. What do you like more being a leader or follower? Why?

I'm definitely more of a follower.  I don't really like being in charge or telling people what to do.

3. If you are single, what do you miss most about being a couple? If you are in a relationship, what do you miss most about being single?

Nothing at all.  I can barely remember not being in a relationship. 
4. If you could hack into any computer whose computer would you hack?

I want to see if the President has that Russian prostitute pee video. 

5. If you could shop for free at one store (brick ‘n’ mortar, not online), what store would it be?

Fleet Farm!  Is that too low brow? I should pick a more expensive store, but Fleet Farm has everything I need.  Or else a car dealership.
Bonus: What is the biggest favor a friend has done for you? Do you feel you must return the favor?

She went to a school trip meeting with my kid for me, because I needed to stay with my other kid who was just getting out of anesthesia. I called her at the last minute to ask if she would.  We do things for each other all the time, so I didn't feel a pressing obligation to do something right back. 

Sunday, May 12, 2019

Happy Mother's Day!

Happy Mother's Day to all the moms out there!  And happy Dog Mom's day and Cat Mom's day to the pet lovers.  And happy Childfree Freedom day to the rest of ya'll lucky bastards.  

My Master had to work, so I spent the day doing fun things I wanted to do with the kids.   We went to a private screening of the Pokemon movie, for just our group of Pokemon Go-ers.  Turns out you can get the whole theater to yourselves if you have 25 or more people and go at a time when they aren't showing other movies, and pay matinee price.   Then we got some eggrolls and played games (the oldest is just getting into Magic the Gathering).  We took the dogs for a walk and tried to get the bicycle working, but that will take someone more expert than me.

Saturday, May 11, 2019

Craving Cock

Do you ever wake up craving cock?  Needing to feel something hard and deep inside you?  Not really wanting all the extras like kissing, touching, oral sex and fingering, or implements of ass destruction.    Just the simplicity of cock pounding hole.

This morning I did.  When Master started to get up, I tempted him back for some kisses.  Then I grabbed the implement of my desires.  He had to go to work, so he told me it would have to be quick.  That was ok with me.  He slipped into me right away, though I wasn't the least bit wet.  It took awhile for my body to generate some lube, but I rather enjoyed the discomfort on the way there, which didn't quite reach the level of pain because he was going slowly.   He pulled my legs up over his shoulders and pounded me as the wetness grew.  Then he let me ride on top and use the Magic Wand until I came.  It was like a slow building series of orgasms, maybe 10, with the big one at the end when he told me I could come.  Or maybe that is one long orgasm, I'm not sure.  

He also came and then hopped up to get ready while I hopped up to make breakfast.   It was a nice start to the day.  His is going to be long at work. 

Wednesday, May 8, 2019

Molested By Pokemon

Today we had another long awaited play date with Dr.Peter. He had a flu for a long time, and we were dealing with a million and one things here, but finally the stars collided (or whatever) and we made it all together.  He made us a delicious lunch of dosas stuffed with potato curry.  It was amazing.  I don't just want to talk about food.  But I really like good food.

I also enjoy a hard play session, and this one certainly was.  My Master got very silly with the Pokemon on my phone, and added a bunch of them to the pictures he took.  The only picture that didn't have a Pokemon was on his phone and I don't know how to get it.  The top one is Heatran, and then Pikachu, of course.


Molested by a Heatran on my butt

What are you so happy about Pika?

Lightning Cheeks!

Is Pikachu zapping me or defending me from all comers?

Hard to say.

I got double teamed for a good few hours here, with all the canes you can see on the bottom photo off to the right, plus some wooden cutting boards that were new and a particularly fiendish 5 finger tawse.  If you look closely you can see all the fingers of that mark just behind Pikachu.   Then there was sucking and fucking and all of that good stuff.  

Saturday Party

Saturday we had a little play party after our munch and demo.  The demo was Mystique with a little rope tying up me and her sub.  This was a lot of fun, and got me ready for Master to take me to the back room, cuff me to the cross and begin whipping me with his belt. 

When he started digging through the toy bag I had brought, he discovered that every one of them was one of our meanest toys.  

The mean bag contained the machete, the rubber flogger, the whips, the dragon tail, and the tire tread paddle.   

He exclaimed to me that if he hadn't gone back and packed a second toy bag after the one I brought we'd have no "nice" toys, such as the soft floggers, at all.   I swear it wasn't on purpose though that I picked a bag with all mean things.  I just grabbed the first bag I came to, added some rope to it and went with that.  But it turned out that I had packed the two bags some time ago for a different outing when I was feeling particularly wimpy, and I'd put all the mean things in the bag I was leaving at home.  And that was the bag I had grabbed to bring on Saturday.  

My Master got several good laughs out of this and made sure to use all the really mean things on me (except the tire tread paddle which was hiding at the bottom) before he got to the floggers.   Then he finished up with an absolutely excruciating session with the machete that left my ass with some very nice bruises even still there today.  

Monday, May 6, 2019

TMI Tuesday

1. Can one masturbate too much?

Yes.  Sometimes I get cunt-burn from the vibrator.  That's too much. 
2. Do you masturbate daily?

3. Do you masturbate significantly more than you have sex with another person?
A. Yes
B. No

B. No. 
4. Can you go one week without masturbating?
A. Yes
B. No

C. Only if I could have sex at least every other day

I could, but I wouldn't like it the first few days if I wasn't having sex either.  After a while without orgasms I think my desire goes down rather than up.

5. Are you comfortable casually admitting to others that you masturbate?
A. Yes
B. Depends on Who I’m Talking To
C. No

B. Definitely this one.
6. Would you be comfortable performing a masturbation “show” in front of your lover?
A. Yes
B. Maybe, Depends on the Personality of My Lover
C. No

A.  I am now.  I didn't use to be, but I have many times now.
7. Have you ever masturbated in a public place? Where? Why?
A. Yes
B. No

A. Yes. The car. Because I was really horny.
Bonus: Would you rather. . .
Never masturbate again?  OR
Have to masturbate five times a day, every day, forever?

The first one.  Masturbating 5 times a day is too much for me.  It would be super frustrating and take up too much time. 

Wednesday, May 1, 2019

Hardships of Being a Slave

My cunt is all sore this morning, from so much fucking.  Just kidding, that's a bonus not a hardship. 

We've been watching "Rome" again, and it makes both of us all hot. 

There were also beatings this week, which was fun. 

TMI Tuesday

1. I can flex my _____ .


2. My neighbor is out of control they tried to stuff my _____ .

Mailbox full of cookies!  Out of control in a good way.

3. If you were known as a do-it-yourselfer, what is it that you diy?

I would be an electrician and rewire the barn.  Although I'm scared of that so I never will be an electrician. 

4. Dear god look at the size of those _____.

Zucchinis!  This is what we'll be saying soon.

5. My morning _____ is the best.


Bonus: If you could watch a movie about everything that happened in your life thus far, would you enjoy that movie? How many stars would you give the movie, 1=terrible   5=best movie ever

It depends who's directing?

Thursday, April 25, 2019

Follow up Dr. appointment

I went to see the rheumatology specialist yesterday, and I was so nervous the whole way there, actually ever since last Friday I have been.  He was really reassuring though, and although he told me they don't actually know what I have, it seems like something autoimmune and they have a medication that works for several different diseases like that, and is pretty safe, so he's given me that. 

 It doesn't start to show results for a month or two, but I feel better that I don't definitely have rheumatoid arthritis (still possible though) and maybe I will be better after a while. 

Tuesday, April 23, 2019

TMI Tuesday

1. What is it about a woman or man that would drive you crazy?

Crazy in a bad way?  Willful ignorance, bigotry, lying, unable to ever admit wrongdoing, just generally being a bad person. 

2. If your employer offered an “afternoon delight break” where you leave work for an hour to go have sex, would you take that break?

If my Master wanted to, then heck yes.
3. On your afternoon delight break would you most often have sex with (pick one):
a. Yourself
b. A stranger (e.g., app hook-up, sex worker)
c. Your significant other

4. What is your best way of sustaining an erection?

Oral sex.

5. Tell us the top two (2) sexual things you hate to do?

Facesitting, and also being in charge. 
Bonus: What embarrasses you the most?

I was reading a post by someone who had made a scene at the grocery store.  I would almost literally rather die than do that, or be part of some big yelling fracas in any store.   Never have, never will.

Sunday, April 21, 2019


I found out on Friday when my blood tests came back that I have rheumatoid arthritis.  At first I was thinking "Oh, that explains a lot", but then I started reading more about what it was and getting more and more scared.  Basically, I'm not going to die of it, but it's not good at all.  So that's depressing.  I haven't seen the specialist yet, but that's coming soon and hopefully they have a medication that helps.   

Oh, and happy Easter.  The bunny didn't come this year (I was worn out last night and felt like I had the flu) but we are doing Easter pinata instead.  Now I just have to figure out a way to have a cardboard pinata stand up to the hearty swings of two massive teenagers.  Maybe they will have to hit it with pillows!  

Friday, April 19, 2019

Customers Also Bought

So, I finally ordered a new Magic Wand vibrator.   It's been a while since the old one broke and the one I bought as a replacement just isn't as powerful as a Hitachi.

The funniest thing about my purchase is the "Customers who bought this also bought" section on Amazon.  

1.  Nipple clamps. Yeah, baby.

2. Carbon filters for a dog drinking fountain (!!!!wth)

3. Book: A Medical Medium
: Secrets Behind Chronic and Mystery Illness and How to Finally Heal  (ok this one actually goes with a "massager".)

4.  Kitty litter.  Really? Buying a vibrator reminds people they need kitty litter? 

Thursday, April 18, 2019

TMI Tuesday

1. Would you rather get a spanking in front of your family or do a striptease at your workplace?

I'm going to cheat because I don't have any coworkers- so I'd take that option.

 2. You are a sexy _____ .

 Slutty slut slut, is what my Master tells me.

 3. Hey baby tonight _____ me.

 Snuggle (ha, surprised you, didn't I?)  I wouldn't say no to more though.

 4. Would you rather have a rewind button or a pause button on your life?

 Definitely pause.  I don't want to go back at all.
 5. Would you rather have noisy sex neighbors or nosy neighbors?

 Noisy sex neighbors- very entertaining!

Bonus: Would you rather mentally or physically never age? Why?

 Physically, because getting older hurts and I'm hoping to be old and wise.  

Wednesday, April 17, 2019


This morning was a second day off for Master.  I took Pepper and the pup out to work sheep, and then for a walk.  When I got back Master was ready to beat me and use me.   I had really been hoping (and asked) for a beating on Monday, or Tuesday, and had barely seen Master at all on Friday, Saturday, or Sunday.  He worked late and early.  Then I had terrible day Monday and made a doctor's appointment at his insistence.  I only got a very short appointment but I had a list of complaints as long as my (sore) arm.  So we didn't really get to everything, but I did get some blood tests since the doctor thinks I have rheumatoid arthritis.  Anyway, I don't have the results yet.  Master said no beatings until after the appointment, boo.  Which was yesterday, YAY.  

So this morning he walloped me some with the cutting board, and then I sucked his cock, then more spankings, and some fucking, and more sucking.   He had me go upstairs to change, and then I came back down when I was supposed to wait up there.  I didn't hear him right.  We went back upstairs and he had me get into position by the dresser.   He whipped the belt over me, and spanked me with the bamboo back scratcher.  He then took me out of the room, and told me we were going to play a little game.  

We were both young people, just beginning to date.  He wanted to show me his room, no parents at home.  He began a seduction, and ended up making me his slave.  It was amazingly hot when he kissed me.   He took off my negligee, and tied me up so I couldn't get away.   He flogged me and took me.  He had prepared ahead of time by putting the big glass dildo in a cup of water, which was a painfully sweet torture as he slid it slowly into me.  

Saturday, April 13, 2019

New Schedule

My Master has a completely different schedule at his new job.  He worked Monday night and Friday and the weekend this week.  All the other days he had off and we spent them mostly lazing around.  I haven't adapted to this new thing yet.  I think the weeks when he doesn't work a weekend will be a bit more normal.  I don't actually have his schedule though so it's been a lot of figuring out "Oh, what are we doing tomorrow" day by day for me. 

Monday, April 8, 2019

TMI Tuesday

1. Did leave your last love for some one else or no one else?

I'm confused by this question. 
That’s my last Duchess painted on the wall,
Looking as if she were alive. I call
That piece a wonder, now; Fra Pandolf’s hands
Worked busily a day, and there she stands.
Will’t please you sit and look at her? I said
“Fra Pandolf” by design, for never read
Strangers like you that pictured countenance,
The depth and passion of its earnest glance,
But to myself they turned (since none puts by
The curtain I have drawn for you, but I)
And seemed as they would ask me, if they durst,
How such a glance came there; so, not the first
Are you to turn and ask thus. Sir, ’twas not
Her husband’s presence only, called that spot
Of joy into the Duchess’ cheek; perhaps
Fra Pandolf chanced to say, “Her mantle laps
Over my lady’s wrist too much,” or “Paint
Must never hope to reproduce the faint
Half-flush that dies along her throat.” Such stuff
Was courtesy, she thought, and cause enough
For calling up that spot of joy. She had
A heart—how shall I say?— too soon made glad,
Too easily impressed; she liked whate’er
She looked on, and her looks went everywhere.
Sir, ’twas all one! My favour at her breast,
The dropping of the daylight in the West,
The bough of cherries some officious fool
Broke in the orchard for her, the white mule
She rode with round the terrace—all and each
Would draw from her alike the approving speech,
Or blush, at least. She thanked men—good! but thanked
Somehow—I know not how—as if she ranked
My gift of a nine-hundred-years-old name
With anybody’s gift. Who’d stoop to blame
This sort of trifling? Even had you skill
In speech—which I have not—to make your will
Quite clear to such an one, and say, “Just this
Or that in you disgusts me; here you miss,
Or there exceed the mark”—and if she let
Herself be lessoned so, nor plainly set
Her wits to yours, forsooth, and made excuse—
E’en then would be some stooping; and I choose
Never to stoop. Oh, sir, she smiled, no doubt,
Whene’er I passed her; but who passed without
Much the same smile? This grew; I gave commands;
Then all smiles stopped together. There she stands
As if alive.

plus some more... by Robert Browning
2. Do you enjoy being alone? Yes or No

Yes, but not all the time.  I could almost be a real hermit but not quite.
3. Which of these reasons is most likely to spark your motivation for solitude:
a. It sparks my creativity
b. I enjoy the quiet
c. Being alone helps me get in touch with my spirituality
d. I value the privacy
e. I do not feel liked when I am around others
f. I cannot be my true self when I am around others

I feel peaceful when I'm out enjoying some nature by myself.  I guess that is quiet and spirituality.  It's a sense of renewal.  And definitely peace. 
4. Have you ever tried to win back an ex-significant other?
– Yes or No


– Were you successful? n/a
– If yes, did you regret it? n/a
– How long did the reconciliation last? n/a

5. Do you mind if your significant gives or receives harmless flirtation?

That's funny.  No I don't mind.  We're not monogamous anyway, so he might be having sex with someone else too. 
Bonus: If you really knew me, you’d know _____.

How hard I work to hide low self esteem.    Also, I'm more than a little weird.

Sunday, April 7, 2019


We have a new location for our munch, which is completely private with a play space in the back, so Master and I are taking advantage of the chance to play away from home.  Last month we didn't bring the toy bag so it was all improvised (belt, hands, shoes) but this month we brought two bags full of things.

This time there were ropes, and a cross, and whips, as well as floggings and the belt.  I may have been a bit sensitive (from lack of practice) but I loved it.  I have some marks on my hip and breast from the whip and the riding crop.   

It was really good to get away from worries and cares for a little while.  

Saturday, April 6, 2019

TMI Tuesday on Saturday, good grief

1. Consider your current lover and your relationship as it stands. If this person were on a dating app would you swipe left or swipe right?

I don't know what that means as I'm not up on the dating app thing, but I would definitely marry the heck out of my Master again.
2. Have you ever done speed dating? Did you like it? Did you get a real or full date out of it?

Yes, I have done it.  I didn't like it.  For one, I have a hard time talking to people.  For another, I don't hear very well in noisy environments and it was really noisy with everyone trying to talk at once, so I barely heard anything they said to me. And for three, I couldn't decide if there was anyone at all I was interested in in such a short time.   I didn't go on any dates from it.

3. If your date texts during a date, do you find it annoying? If yes, do you say something about it?

Yes.  And no.

4. How do you like to arrange dates–with an actual phone call or all via text messages?

Text messages for sure.  I don't really like phone calls.
5. For a first date, which do you prefer–drink date or dinner date?

No, and no.  I'd rather just play at a dungeon.  The whole small talk aspect of regular dating is like thumbscrews torture for me.   Just torture me, really.

Bonus: Have you ever been a cockblocker? Why did you do this?

No, I don't think so.

Wednesday, April 3, 2019

A Little Better Now

Hi, all.  I was going to write I was a little better now.  Our kid is home, so that's good.  However, I spent most of the morning crying or almost crying, so I don't know. 

Saturday, March 30, 2019


I seem to have lost my sex drive, which makes writing a blog about sex nearly impossible.  I'm super stressed out. My oldest kid is in the hospital over an hour's drive away. I'm terrified, constantly worried, stress is the new me. The barn flood is finally subsiding (not clean or dry enough to put sheep back in yet though) and I didn't run out of hay.  So, that's why I haven't been around. I doubt anyone is even reading anymore.

Monday, March 11, 2019

Weekend Alone Almost

We had almost the whole weekend to be together alone.  One of the kids is on a school trip and the other was at work both days.

And we were sick.  Saturday we did what had to be done- unsticking the barn door from the ice together- which is some heavy duty work especially when you aren't feeling that great. 

For me, making meals, doing laundry, feeding and watering the animals, and for Master, scraping the snow and ice off the roof.  Then we just curled up and watched TV, which was very cozy.  I slept better Saturday night than I have in weeks- it may have been the Nyquil. 

Sunday we felt a bit better, but I was still off my playing game.  Not feeling very masochistic or sexy.   Master had me put in my butt plug (which took like 20 minutes of fingering and lube and more lube because I was reluctant to hurt myself by just shoving it in).  He had me bring him some implements (a cane and crop were what I chose) and then suck his cock while he watched porn.  I really wasn't feeling into it, but I tried to please him at least.   He beat me a little, but he could tell my cunt just wasn't into it.  The flogging was nice though.   Finally he blindfolded me and took me to bed.  I reached in the drawer and pulled out the leather strap in hopes that he would tie me up, and he did.   Then he knelt on top of my face and fucked my mouth while playing with my cunt with the vibrator and dildo.  This was extremely nice!  I came several times, and then there was the great fucking. 

Thursday, March 7, 2019

Figging: KOTW

I have never tried figging, but my guess is that I wouldn't like it, which is sort of the whole point of tortures, isn't it? 

Over the last few years I have wondered why it was called figging when it is a piece of ginger, not a fig, and now I have found out more than I ever wanted to know from the KOTW site and a few others I couldn't help but plunge into.

Figging comes from the word feaguing, which means either "to improve the appearance by decoration" or "faking", possibly.  

How does shoving ginger up your ass improve your appearance by fakery?

Well, it doesn't. 

But back in old days when people would try to sell tired, worn out horses, they could get a better price if they temporarily made that poor thing appear lively, younger and spirited.  And evidently nothing puts a spring in one's step like a painful burning asshole.   It was a cruel practice to a poor animal, but perhaps not as bad as the other thing they used- a live eel.  Poor eel and horse!

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Wednesday, March 6, 2019

Tmi Tuesday: Adventures

Complete each sentence with an anecdote of sexual adventure or misadventure:

1. The first time I had sex was on April 1st, 1988.  We were long distance because I was in high school and he was off at college.  I somehow managed to go visit him, and I have the letters to prove  that I was writing to him
before hand to say that these was the weekend I wanted to lose my virginity.  I knew he'd been wanting to for a while.  When it came down to the time, however, it wouldn't go in.  My pussy had locked up tighter than a vault.   He tried many things to relax me and get me loose, but still every time he penetrated me it hurt.  Eventually we tried with me lying face down and him behind me.  This didn't hurt as much and I just kept telling him to go ahead and finish even though I wasn't having much fun.  After he finished I felt relieved of the burden of virginity.  I have no idea why I felt this way.  I also was sure that if we just kept trying it would feel good (because he told me this).

2. The last time I orgasmed was about an hour ago.  Yay for early morning sex!  (I started writing this at 6:30 am, then I had to do a bunch of stuff).

3. The only time I . . .  I can't think of anything for this one!

4. My best cocksucking is after a good beating. 

5. My worst time for sex is when I'm super stressed out.  But beating will help with that too. 

BONUS: Everyone, no matter how much experienced, still has some unfulfilled desires. What is at the top of your yet-to-do list?

Maybe some bukkake.  Not sure.

Monday, March 4, 2019

Another Rough One

This week has been crazy, which I don't think I'll go into, but just to say that I really needed some stress relief, and going to a munch provided that. We got to see friends, talk, not think about snow or problems at home and we got to play a little bit too.   There was a back room at the private venue that was set up with a little dungeon equipment, and we hadn't brought the toy bag, but Master still told me to strip off my clothes and then he flogged me with my boots!

He let me put the boots back on, and used his hands to spank, slap and punch me.  Then he took off his belt.  I got a nice belt whipping.  By nice of course I mean relatively long and painful!

He put my tights over my head as a blindfold and then slapped my tits.  He held me and kissed me and I felt swoon-ish in his arms.  It sometimes still amazes me how this painful attention always makes me feel the most adoring.  We waited until we got home to fuck.  

Sunday, February 24, 2019

Night Alone Together

We got home to a very quiet house last night.  With one kid working and the other on a sleep over, it was a perfect opportunity to do things a little louder.  Master told me he was going to make me pee outside in the snow. And if I was lucky he'd let me take my pants off first! 

When we got in the house he told me to strip off my pants, but I could put my boots back on.   He took one of the dog leashes from the hook by the door and snapped it around my neck.

"Woof." I said, and giggled.

He told me he knew I was joking around because I was embarrassed by how turned on I was by all this, and by what a little slut I am.  He was right.

We went out and he told me to pee right there, just a few feet from the porch, and I did.  He made me wipe myself with snow afterward and then he marked on top of the spot himself, like the dogs do, one marks over the other. 

We went back inside and he took off the leash.  He tied a rope harness on me told me to go get the butt plug in.  It has been awhile since I tried to wear it, and I may have rushed it a little because it really hurt.  

He watched porn on the computer while I sucked him on my knees.  He paddled me with the cutting board, and then took me upstairs to flog me.  I really enjoyed the fucking he gave me after all this.  I really missed this sort of play.

We may be stuck in a blizzard now, but I have these thoughts about last night to warm me.


Friday, February 22, 2019

Not So Great Post

This week I looked like this:
 But I felt like this:

I was sleeping really well, but all my dreams were about death. During the day I was having these seemingly random panic or anxiety attacks when I couldn't stop feeling afraid. 

On Wednesday was the worst, but I got to talk a little bit about it.  

 I don't know if one of us was affecting the other, or we were both being affected by some outside influence, but my older kid was really struggling too.  I don't want to go into all the details, but it is pretty serious.  Being a mom is the worst when your kid is having a hard time.   Anyway, after the talking I think it is a bit better.  I'm less like the screaming face and more like this: 

Wednesday, February 20, 2019

TMI Tuesday, the Real One

1. How do you spend most of your time?

Sleeping.  Or staring at the computer.

2. Is this where you thought you would end up?

Sort of. Not really. I did always want to live in the country and have a lot of animals. 

3. What would you do differently if given the opportunity?

I would not have scheduled 2 appointments 3 hours apart today.  Either put them right next to each other, or on different days.  That's what I get for having to reschedule everything at the last minute.  My week pretty much sucks, actually.  

4. How do you encourage creativity in the bedroom?

I have no idea. 

5. Tell us something about yourself that might surprise us.

I think I'm having mild panic attacks.  

Bonus: Sexually, who has influenced you the most?

Definitely my Master.   He's the beginning, middle and end.  

More TMI Tuesday

Monday, February 18, 2019

TMI Tuesday, So Late I'm Early

1. Do you like where you live or do you wish you could move?

I really like where we live.  I'm thinking when I get really old I might want to move south, but global warming might actually take care of that for me, who knows?

2. No matter what life throws at me, I believe that I can deal with it. Agree or Disagree?

Maybe.  I guess I'd have to deal with it whether or not I felt I could deal with it well.

3. A dear friend is stuck in an unhappy relationship. What advice would you give to the friend to cope–how can they make lemonade out of lemons?

I don't have any advice for anybody.  I'd probably just ask questions that might help them make the decision they already know they should make. 

4. Nothing of value can be learned from failure. True or False?
False!  You can definitely learn what not to do next time.

5. Even if you are sure about your ultimate choice, do you still ask others for advice before making an important or risky decision?
I would ask my Master, but probably not anyone else.

Bonus: What is the sweetest or rewarding moment in your life?

The day I got married.  It's the longest lasting sweetness, too. 

Saturday, February 16, 2019

How Cruel

It's a pet peeve of mine to have pubic hairs in my mouth.  I know, how silly, right?  But the other night I'd been sucking Master's cock and then he began fucking me. He was slapping my face, and really pounding me. I was really enjoying except I had this hair in my mouth.  So I started making faces and trying to get it out.  I'm sure this was super sexy (haha).  I finally got it out, and Master asks me,

 "Do you want to know how cruel I am?"

I think I said something brilliant like "Ok."

Maybe it was "Yes, Master".  

Yeah, let's assume it was the second one.

He reached down and yanked out a few of my luxuriant pubic hairs.  "Open" he commanded and I opened my mouth with dread.  He. Put. Them. In. My. Mouth. 

After that, I didn't try to spit them out, but just accepted that this was a new fact of my existance, this mouth of hair.  

Friday, February 8, 2019

TMI Tuesday: This is how far behind I am this week. It's Friday, I know.

1. Do you express your sexual pleasure with moans, groans, sighs, and other noises (provided that you are actually turned on)? 

a. Yes, each time I have sex (90-100% of the time). 
b. Yes, on most occasions (70-89% of the time). 
c. Yes, on some occasions (40-69% of the time).
 d. Yes, on a few occasions (less than 40% of the time). 
e. No. Never, not even when I am really turned on.  

I think a. although I'm often too busy to notice if I'm making noises or not.

2. How comfortable are you with sex in bright light or daylight? Pick one. 
a. Completely comfortable 
b. Fairly comfortable 
c. Somewhat comfortable/uncomfortable, depends on the partner.
 d. Completely uncomfortable. I like to do it in the dark.  

a. Completely comfortable. We almost never have sex in the dark, since my Master turns the light on.

3. Is this statement True or False for you? 
I would like to talk dirty with my partner, but I don’t dare for fear of being judged or ridiculed.  

It used to be true, that I was uncomfortable with dirty talk, but now I think it's no problem at all if I'm in the mood. 

4. Have you ever done a striptease for a lover (impromptu or planned)? Did you enjoy it? 

Yes, it's fun.  I like to be wanted.  

 5. How do you feel about giving anal sex (penetration with penis, finger or sex toys)? 
Pick one. 
a. I enjoy it. 
b. I’m okay with it. 
c. I don’t really enjoy it. 
d. I don’t enjoy it at all. 
e. I have never given anal sex. 
f. I have never given anal sex, but would like to start.

It varies between enjoy and don't enjoy, depending.  Right now I'm pretty nervous about it because it has been so long.  My Master wanted to on Tuesday but I really was not feeling up to it and he let me beg off.   I'm not sure when I will feel up to it, though. 

TMI Tuesday Blog 

Sunday, February 3, 2019

Some Beating and Fucking Good Times

We met upstairs.  I was naked and Master was getting that way quickly.  He kissed me gently as his hand traveled down to part my legs and then to stroke my clit. It was overwhelmingly sudden and I shifted in place a little.  He pressed me down to my knees and then I was eye level with his erect cock.  I held it in my hand and began sucking and fondling.  He took out a leather belt that was lying across the ironing board and beat my ass and back with it.  This felt amazing and coupled with his cock in my mouth made me want to come.  I did come a few times as he commanded me to.  

He pushed me forward onto my hands and knees on the floor and proceeded to ply the wooded paddle on my ass.  I really needed to concentrate to stay in position because this hurt much more than the belt.  I constantly repeated silently in my head "I'm his slave.  I must be still because this is what he wants.  I can do it," until he finished with that and nudged my knees apart so he could take me.  

He didn't do it all at once though.  His cock nudged against my lower lips, rubbing up and down, until I was straining backward toward him trying to invite it further inside.  Just. Get. In.  There. Desperation for cock ruled.

Finally he entered me and fucked me deep and hard.  He stopped and went back to the paddle -the paddle and more cock sucking.    He ordered me up and into bed, with a few more swats of the paddle for good measure on my way. 

I lay on the bed on my side with his cock in my mouth as he pumped the glass dildo in and out of my cunt violently.  This is one of my favorite ways to orgasm, and I did lose count of how many I had now. 

Then he fucked me and told me stories about fucking other women and coming home to me smelling like them, having me suck his cock to taste them.  I came a few more times before he had me ride on top of him up to his orgasm. 


Tuesday, January 29, 2019

TMI Tuesday: Love and Romance

1. What makes you feel unloved?

Being ignored.  Yes, I like attention!

2. What is the one act that a person can do that makes you feel loved?

Cuddling and long hugs.

3. What kind of music do you find romantic?

This song:  Anne Murry, Could I have This Dance

4. What do you find utterly unromantic?

Plumbing.  Most things are pretty unromantic if I'm doing them by myself.  However, some things are unromantic no matter who is there.

5. What thing did you find out about your significant other that you decided to look past and go for a relationship?

I know you all think that I think my Master has always been perfect in every way, but it's not so.  There was one thing he said when we first got together, and I never mentioned it to him even, that gave me a moment of "Uh oh, I don't know about this" but I decided to wait and see if it would be a problem or not.  And it was fine, of course, here we still are, more in love than ever.

  When we were first started dating and I was telling him about my dogs he mentioned this girl he once knew who had a Sheltie that she was really attached to, and how obnoxious this girl was.  I never figured out what was obnoxious about her, whether it was her or the dog or both of them, but it gave me a worry that that was how he would see me- because honestly I was probably the most dog obsessed girl in school at the time. 
Bonus: In your life, is romance dead?

How can that be, when he called me his little cum dumpster just yesterday?   My version of romance tends toward the very kinky side, but it's there.

Monday, January 28, 2019

Snow Day!

Everyone had a snow day today, the kids, even Master.  His work called him and told him not to come in.  There's quite a bit of snow and it's still falling.  I'm making bread rolls (from scratch) and then some more rolls for tomorrow.  Bread is needed when the temperatures get so low. 

Thursday, January 24, 2019

Winter, So much Winter

Tuesday did not go very well, from my point of view anyway.  I was doing ok until I tried to go for a walk while Master was sleeping.  I started feeling weak on the way home, and hot, which is pretty weird for 18 degrees.   I ate some food when I got back, thinking I'd feel better, but my stomach was upset.  When Master came into the living room where I was watching TV I told him I didn't feel good.  Instead of playing with me as I think he had planned, he just had me get on my knees, suck him, and then he bent me over the couch and came in me immediately.  I felt bad all day about missing out on a longer play session, but I'm just not sure I would have enjoyed it anyway if he had gone ahead.

We still had to clean out the guest room, fold up the tent (which was just sitting in there in a ball the whole time), wash all the bedding, and put away all the books and other random things that had accumulated there. I was going to take the younger kid to his play rehearsal but it was cancelled due to snow.  We were going to have family coming to stay the weekend, but the weather has been so bad they aren't coming after all.  But the guest room looks nice anyway.

Wednesday it snowed again.  I shoveled as much of the driveway as I could before wearing out.  I also cleaned a bunch more inside.  Master did the rest of the shoveling while I took the kid to rehearsal, which took much longer than normal.  I was feeling so sad and lonely, and lacking in spankings, but at least I was not sick anymore. 

Later that night, at bedtime, I hugged Master and told him I was sad. He thought some sex and beatings might help, and it was already looking brighter for me.  He had me get on my hands and knees, my face on the floor, facing away from him, and he began snapping me with a belt.  This was good right up until he landed a direct hit right on my cunt, which hurt like hell!  I leaped around and covered myself, glaring, but he just told me to get back in position. 

"Head lower. Ass higher." 

I did this.  He kept whipping me until I was crying a little.  He rolled me over on the floor and took me.  That hurt too.  He slapped me and told me not to move.  I had to put my arms straight out to the sides so there wasn't interference.   When he'd finished slapping me he told me to get in bed. I lay on my stomach while he caned me, and then fucked me again to several orgasms.  

Funny, I wasn't sad at all afterward!

Tuesday, January 22, 2019

TMI Tuesday

1. What was your favorite part of yesterday?

I was very lucky in playing Pokemon yesterday, I got two shinies, which are kind of rare.  
But the very best part was making home in time before Master had to leave for work again and getting a big hug from him.
2. If you could make your own porn movie, what would you call it? Would you write it, direct and/or star in the movie?

It would be called "Beatings for Sluts".  And it would be all about beatings and being slutty.  I don't know if I could star, but maybe I'd like to at least audition. 
3. What do you like the least about sex?

When I don't feel like it.  Or when I'm hornier after sex than I was before.
4. So, now what are you planning to do?

Watch some TV. I have a terrific headache.
5. If you were a box of cereal, what would you be and why?

Umm, Cheerios?
Bonus: If you could shrink down to ant-sized, what would you do?

Hope I grow back to normal.  Do not want to be an ant.

Thursday, January 17, 2019

Laundry, a super exciting post, can't be missed

I just learned that the reason nobody else in the house does laundry is that I don't have an easily understood system, but instead use one that only I can figure out.  If only I had known that I wasn't doing all the laundry because I'm the laundry slave, or because I'm the stay at home mom and this makes it my job, but only because I lack a systematic approach!  Think how many loads of laundry I would have not had to do myself by now if only I had known this little detail!  

Well, now I have adopted Master's system and I think it will be great.   All the dirty clothes have to be thrown on the floor in the laundry room and only clean clothes will be in baskets.  Evidently we already had this discussion 17 years ago and I don't remember a bit of it.

 Yesterday I took the older kid to the psychiatrist's visit.  It's not only a long drive (an hour each way) but it takes a toll on me emotionally every time.   I don't know if it makes him feel better (he says not) but every time it makes me feel so hopeless and lost and unsure just talking to this guy.  
Don't tell me to switch.  There. Is. No. One. Else.  I've tried.  So, it's this or nobody who can prescribe medications.  

His latest recommendation was to have the kid do all the chores that I normally do.  This will keep him busy and contributing, right?  Ok, on the way home we decided that he could do the laundry while I finished up feeding the sheep and made dinner.  Only I didn't actually go look at the laundry while he was doing it so he ended up washing the clean clothes again with the dirty clothes so the load was too big and couldn't get dry.  I was feeling sick and tired last night, and everyone pitched in to help me get things done so I could go to bed a little early. 

This morning I felt slightly better until I came downstairs and every one was yelling at me about how the laundry STILL wasn't dry, and they didn't have that one shirt they wanted to wear, and my laundry system is not a system at all but impossible to understand.

So, yeah, I don't feel so great anymore.   But I'll doing some laundry all day.


Friday, January 11, 2019

Birthday Cake

So, this isn't a good Fit for Friday post, but today I'm making Master's birthday cake for his birthday tomorrow.  He's getting one of those big milestone birthdays with the 0 on the end of it, so I'm hoping he feels good enough tomorrow to go out and celebrate.  He's sick today. 

Tuesday, January 8, 2019


Master got home this morning after working all night, and we starting talking about what makes us happy.  He says I make him happy.  I said beatings make me happy.  Ok, he makes me happy too, but what I was really hoping for was beatings.

He also said tits always make him happy, so I opened my robe and showed off for him, jiggling and bouncing a bit.

He took my hair in his hand and kissed me deeply, then pushed me downward, saying "On your knees".   This is what make me happy.  This and beatings.  After fucking me quickly he ordered me upstairs.  I undressed and stood in front of him.   He drew back his hand like he was going to slap me an involuntarily, in the middle of saying something, I forget what it was, I shrank back away.

"Are you flinching away from me?" He demanded.

"Yes, Master."   I didn't say the obvious.

He had me stand there with my hands behind my back and my eyes open (that's the hard part- I always want to close my eyes) while he slapped both my tits really hard several times.  This time I didn't shrink away, and I didn't close my eyes, but that was difficult. 

He turned me around, whipped me with the belt, and it was just what I needed.  He fucked me again on the floor in several positions before having me lie down on the floor and he stood over and came on my face.  It pretty much went every where, not just my face, but definitely in my hair and everywhere else too.   
Come covered slut.

I was still desperate for something even after that, I had that look I'm sure, so he asked me what I wanted.  I asked to be spanked.  He had me stand at the dresser and he used the belt on me again, as well as the wooden back scratcher and his hand.  It hurt in such a delicious way it made me orgasm.  I could have gone for a lot more but he was ready to get some sleep.   

I have all the happiness now.

Sunday, January 6, 2019

Kink of the Week: Sleepy Sex

  I was woken suddenly when he pulled down the blankets, spread my legs and began rubbing his erect cock against my hole.  I wasn't wet right at first, and when he turned on the light I covered my eyes to keep out the unwelcome bright light.  After a minute or so my body began to react to his intrusion and I felt wetness.  He entered me completely then and I reached up and held tight to him.  We kissed deeply, my arms around his shoulders, my legs wrapped around his ass to pull him even more deeply into myself.  He came quickly inside of me and the rolled off.  He told me to get into spoon position so he could cuddle me up and we drifted off shortly after.

Being used by my Master, any time of day or night, awake or asleep, is a huge pleasure for me, both physically and even more so mentally, as reinforcing my slavery to him.   


Octopus Attack

Oh my gosh, I have been lax this week in writing blogs.  I have been giving the house a good New Year's cleaning, though, which pretty much sapped my energy, and before that I had some sort of stomach bug that wrecked our New Year's plans, in addition to all the things I normally do.   

I have also been working on club bylaws for our newly forming kinky club!  This is exciting but scary, the scary part being doing all this work and then hoping people show up.   We had a club meeting Friday just to hash out some details on the bylaws and how we want things to work, and then I typed up everything.  This has taken hours and hours, so I hope it works out.  

And then last night I was attacked by an octopus.  Or at least it appears so.

We went to seemingly perfectly innocent birthday party filled with unicorns and tiaras and cupcakes which then turned to spankings and fire play.   I was not expecting that because no one mentioned it wasn't going to be a vanilla party!  But it was a lot of fun, way more fun than vanilla. 

  I have to say that holding still while being set on fire as an ice cube is slowly melting in one's ass crack and dripping coldly down to other parts is very difficult! 


Cheesy Beating

It all started with Tai Chi.  Master and I have been going to a Tai Chi class which is wonderful and relaxing.  Part of the class involves m...