1. If you are on facebook, when was the last time you had to “unfriend” someone and why?
Probably back during the election, for posting really hateful false crap. Most of the time I just hide or unfollow rather than unfriend.
Or I wait for them to unfriend me.
2. What are you addicted to?
Coffee, chocolate, pain, sex...
3. What are the first 3 things you do every morning?
Pee. Make coffee and Master's tea. Make breakfast.
4. How lucky are you and why?
I'm luck in love, not lucky in cards/gambling/contests.
5. What is one thing you’re embarrassed to admit you want to try?
Going to a real honest to goodness glory hole.
Bonus: Are you proud of what you are doing?
Sometimes? I don't know. What am I doing?
https://tmituesdayblog.wordpress.com/2017/05/29/tmi-tuesday-may-30-2017/
Monday, May 29, 2017
Just the Beginning
Slapped on the ass and pushed down on the stairs to be used.
It was just the beginning of the fun.
Picture from Tuesday last week.
Picture from Tuesday last week.
Saturday, May 27, 2017
Trivial Pursuits
Last Saturday we went to a kink event in another town which includes a gaming room, as well as a dungeon. We have been going there every few months now, but still aren't meeting a lot of people. I'm not sure why- it seems like it would be a good set up to do that, but each time I go in and look around thinking "Who are all these people?" We did know one couple, because when we got there Mystique and hasufel were already playing in the dungeon.
Master wanted to play a game first, and since no one really looked like they wanted to join us, we just played Trivial Pursuit together. I'm not bad at that game, but my Master remembers and knows almost EVERYTHING, so he kicked my butt. My proudest moment was remember the second man to step on the moon. Mystique and hasufel came and sat with us for a bit, but she was worn out from her day of motorcycle riding in the cold rain, so they were ready to call it a night early.
Around 9:00 we finished up the game and Master led me off to the dungeon. At that time the place was packed, so we had to wait a few minutes and find someone who was just finishing up their scene. Master directed me to undress and hang on to the cross. He started with a few hard blows of the cane to get me "warmed up" before he even got out the ropes. He wrapped my arms in rope, and tied them by the wrist to the cross. He put the hood on me. There was flogging, first with the soft ones and then with the stingy floggers, which made me jump and squeak. I had a really tender part right at the base of my spine that kept being hit over and over until I didn't think I could stand it any more.
Master got out the heavy canes and the light canes and thoroughly beat my ass. He did a little light whacking of my breasts, but not enough to make marks. He beat on my pussy also, making me come.
I was untied, we cleaned up our things and washed the area with sanitizing spray, then we sat in the snack room for a bit too cool down, or warm up in my case. I was freezing cold and Master was overheated. I slept almost all the way home while he drove.
In the middle of the night, after a wonderful evening with Master, that was when the dog messes began... sigh.
Master wanted to play a game first, and since no one really looked like they wanted to join us, we just played Trivial Pursuit together. I'm not bad at that game, but my Master remembers and knows almost EVERYTHING, so he kicked my butt. My proudest moment was remember the second man to step on the moon. Mystique and hasufel came and sat with us for a bit, but she was worn out from her day of motorcycle riding in the cold rain, so they were ready to call it a night early.
Around 9:00 we finished up the game and Master led me off to the dungeon. At that time the place was packed, so we had to wait a few minutes and find someone who was just finishing up their scene. Master directed me to undress and hang on to the cross. He started with a few hard blows of the cane to get me "warmed up" before he even got out the ropes. He wrapped my arms in rope, and tied them by the wrist to the cross. He put the hood on me. There was flogging, first with the soft ones and then with the stingy floggers, which made me jump and squeak. I had a really tender part right at the base of my spine that kept being hit over and over until I didn't think I could stand it any more.
Master got out the heavy canes and the light canes and thoroughly beat my ass. He did a little light whacking of my breasts, but not enough to make marks. He beat on my pussy also, making me come.
I was untied, we cleaned up our things and washed the area with sanitizing spray, then we sat in the snack room for a bit too cool down, or warm up in my case. I was freezing cold and Master was overheated. I slept almost all the way home while he drove.
In the middle of the night, after a wonderful evening with Master, that was when the dog messes began... sigh.
Thursday, May 25, 2017
Ugh.
I am having a fabulous week (sarcasm font).
I have a sick and vomiting kid, whose computer got broken by a leaping dog.
I have another dog who is have constant diarrhea all over everything.
Master is having a terrible time at work thanks to the boss and he's really crabby.
The good thing was that a mysterious and potentially expensive electrical problem seems to have fixed itself just by have the electrician come out and look at it.
So, how's your week?
I have a sick and vomiting kid, whose computer got broken by a leaping dog.
I have another dog who is have constant diarrhea all over everything.
Master is having a terrible time at work thanks to the boss and he's really crabby.
The good thing was that a mysterious and potentially expensive electrical problem seems to have fixed itself just by have the electrician come out and look at it.
So, how's your week?
Tuesday, May 23, 2017
TMI Tuesday: Digging Deep
1. The last time you had sex, was it urgent or essential?
Consider masturbation or sex with a partner.
I think it was urgent for him and essential to me. Sunday he hadn't really flirted with me all day, but we had been walking together a lot. At bedtime I tucked in under the blankets (after being allowed to get in bed) and he came up and jerked the blankets down. He wanted me to say no and struggle.
2. What should you stop doing? Why?
I can't think of anything. If I was doing anything that Master didn't like he'd tell me.
3. What makes you feel strongest? Sexiest?
Pain.
4. When do you feel vulnerable?
When I am giving in.
5. What is missing from your sex life?
A trapeze?
https://tmituesdayblog.wordpress.com/2017/05/22/tmi-tuesday-may-23-2017/
Consider masturbation or sex with a partner.
I think it was urgent for him and essential to me. Sunday he hadn't really flirted with me all day, but we had been walking together a lot. At bedtime I tucked in under the blankets (after being allowed to get in bed) and he came up and jerked the blankets down. He wanted me to say no and struggle.
2. What should you stop doing? Why?
I can't think of anything. If I was doing anything that Master didn't like he'd tell me.
3. What makes you feel strongest? Sexiest?
Pain.
4. When do you feel vulnerable?
When I am giving in.
5. What is missing from your sex life?
A trapeze?
https://tmituesdayblog.wordpress.com/2017/05/22/tmi-tuesday-may-23-2017/
Saturday, May 20, 2017
Back Breaking
My back has been hurting since yesterday, probably from too much standing around at the fun fair. Walking or sitting doesn't bother it but too much standing still does.
My Master said he wanted to do some gardening today, so I asked, mostly talking to myself, which job I could do in the garden with hurting my back.
"Cocksucking", he grinned at me.
Later on this evening we are going out to a play party. I'm really eager! I'm sure it will be good for my back.
My Master said he wanted to do some gardening today, so I asked, mostly talking to myself, which job I could do in the garden with hurting my back.
"Cocksucking", he grinned at me.
Later on this evening we are going out to a play party. I'm really eager! I'm sure it will be good for my back.
Friday, May 19, 2017
Crawling: Kink of the Week
To me crawling is a powerfully evocative action, representing submission in a physical way, like kneeling, only more painful.
In my mind, crawling is much more about submission than about sexiness. But since submission and sex go together so well in my world, it all becomes wrapped up together. When I'm crawling I'm literally lowly, humbled, at his mercy (or not). That is the feeling that I love about it. Crawling on carpet is fun, but crawling across a hardwood floor is painful on the knees, so that adds an extra level of "Only doing this because he wishes it", which is pretty hot for me.
I have crawled for my Master many times. Often it is because I'm already on the floor and he wants me to move to a new location: "Crawl over here, slave", he will command me. Sometimes that is followed up with "Kiss my feet" or "Suck" or "Lie on your back".
Then there are the times when my legs are too wobbly to trust from the things that he's been doing to me and I crawl from place to place rather than try to stand. That is a different feeling, but also produces strong feelings of humility in me.
Crawling for him in front of other people, with observers, adds a level of humiliation to the already humbling act.
See more about crawling at Kink of the Week:
In my mind, crawling is much more about submission than about sexiness. But since submission and sex go together so well in my world, it all becomes wrapped up together. When I'm crawling I'm literally lowly, humbled, at his mercy (or not). That is the feeling that I love about it. Crawling on carpet is fun, but crawling across a hardwood floor is painful on the knees, so that adds an extra level of "Only doing this because he wishes it", which is pretty hot for me.
I have crawled for my Master many times. Often it is because I'm already on the floor and he wants me to move to a new location: "Crawl over here, slave", he will command me. Sometimes that is followed up with "Kiss my feet" or "Suck" or "Lie on your back".
Then there are the times when my legs are too wobbly to trust from the things that he's been doing to me and I crawl from place to place rather than try to stand. That is a different feeling, but also produces strong feelings of humility in me.
Crawling for him in front of other people, with observers, adds a level of humiliation to the already humbling act.
See more about crawling at Kink of the Week:
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