Monday, October 22, 2018


Saturday night we went to a Halloween party and the first thing (after snacks) that we saw was someone getting her chest stapled. The staples went on top of this metallic coated thread, which was then zapped with electricity using a violet wand.  Master kept talking to me about how fun it was going to be to do it to me, so of course I just had to try it.   Master did the staples in my chest.  I can still count the holes so I know how many there were.  The first one was right in the center of my chest just above my boobs about an inch and that was the most painful one.  After that he was going down the squishy parts of both breasts and it wasn't so bad, about like getting a needle each time.   

There were 10 staples and then the staple gun ran out.   I was pretty much done with that anyway, so I was protesting that they really didn't need to get us any more, and Master let me be done.  There was a cute little spider sticker to go on the string web.   

Then Master used the violet wand electricity to light up the metallic string as well as the staples, and me.  It wasn't as painful as the staples going in- it was really more tingly than painful.  But I still don't like the zappy things all that much.  

I sat around for a while with my staples in, then Master took them out.  One of them bled a little bit, but that wasn't too bad.  

We had some more food and then he took me back in the basement area for some flogging and beating.   

I put some pictures of the staples up on Fetlife if you are on that site.  I haven't got them off Master's phone on to this computer yet though. 


TMI Tuesday

1. What’s the future of dating? 

I think in the future people won't actually go for coffee or dinner.  They will eat at home by the computer with the camera on for a romantic dinner for one, while watching their "date" eat and drink from half a world away.  Or maybe that is already the present state of dating.  

2. Do you usually wake up with an erection? 

I don't have a penis, so, no.  

3. What is your most bizarre talent?

Flipping my tongue over. 

 4. Do you prefer the people in your life to be simple or complex? 

My personal opinion on this is that all people are equally complex, some are just better at hiding it from the world so they seem  simple. I prefer a moderate amount, not too much exposed or too much hidden.  

5. Are you simple or complex? 


 Bonus: Tell us a riddle.

What rolls down stairs, alone or in pairs? 

Saturday, October 20, 2018

Growing the Fuzz

One of the ways my Master and I are really well matched is I believe we both have a kink (or maybe not a kink, but a desire) centered around control.  He gets off on having it and I get off on giving it up.   It's so much more all encompassing of our lives than if we just had a love of spanking or watersports, or a desire for most other specific kinks.  

Last week he decided there ought to be pubic hair again, which I had been shaving on his orders for a year or so now (I don't remember how long).   So now I'm at the itchy, stubbly stage of growth and he's eagerly anticipating me having enough hair that he can tug on it. 

I am too, to be honest. 

Thursday, October 18, 2018

And More Whipping

My back today

Master was inspired by Saturday night's whipping to do even more whipping on Tuesday!  He asked me if I wanted more and I said not really, I was afraid it would hurt.  Which kind of made him laugh.  

  But he wanted to do it, so pretty soon we stopped the fucking (he was asking me in the middle of fucking) and he had me stand up at the dresser for some whipping with the belt and with the single tail.  

I think all the marks were new marks, and none of them fell directly on the old unhealed up cuts from before, anyway, it didn't hurt more than it always does, and pretty soon I was desperate to get on my knees and suck his cock.  

First, however, he had to put the clamps on my nipples and whip me again.  I was really moaning then, those are so unbearable, those clamps.  He put them on my cunt and tugged me around my lower lips.  Then he finally allowed me to get on my knees, but while I was sucking he continued to beat me with the belt. 

Not only that, but later that night, another short belt session and more fucking! 

Tuesday, October 16, 2018

TMI Tuesday

1. Do you like tattoos? Do you have any tattoos? 

I have three tattoos and I do like them.  The first one is my Master's initials on my back/shoulder area.  The second says "Owned" with a chain and heart attached and it's on my thigh.  The newest one is a stylized elephant on my calf.  

2. How did you pick your online profile name? 

The very first kink website I joined I picked the name "ksst" because I had just watched the episode "Tsst" of South Park where they bring in dog trainer Cesar Milan to straighten up an out of control Cartman.   Here's a little clip:  I thought it was way too funny, although I'm not really a fan of Cesar's dog training method. 

I changed it to ksst to sound like kissed.  

A while later my Master began calling me ancilla, which is Latin for serving girl, and he added it to my name.  On fetlife I now have a different name, but that's a longer story.

3. What’s one saying you try to live by? 

My Master says I love by "Suck it, bitch".  Ummm, sure, so that's my saying.  

4. What was the last bad meal you ate? Why was it so awful?

 I really don't eat anything awful.  If it's that bad I toss it and find something else.  I would say my worst meals are just adequate and edible without being amazing.  Like the Chinese food we ate on Saturday.  I had leftovers from it which were really pretty good once I added a bunch of hot sauce to them at home.

 5. When was your last bad sexual encounter? Why was it so awful?  

I have no idea. 

Bonus: Tell us something random.  Go here.  Do the thing. 

Or go here:

Sunday, October 14, 2018

A Good Saturday

I got to be in a cage yesterday!

Saturday morning I got up with my Master at 5:30 and made his breakfast, and his tea, and my coffee. I served him when he got done with his shower, and then I opened and closed the gate for him as he was leaving (driveway gate).

I told him that a friend had invited me out to a bar at 9 am (really?) and he gave permission for me to go as long as I got all my stuff done first and I wasn't going to be drinking. But I ended up not going because I didn't much feel like being in a bar- instead I did laundry, cleaned the house, kept the fire going (we have no heat right now except the wood stove because our furnace died- it's cold here), and then took my puppy for a long walk.

Master got home about 1 pm and I made him some leftovers for lunch. Then we went on a little road trip to a kink event in a nearby town. 

On the drive down Master told me my new shirt made me look a bit like a shiny Magikarp (because it has a sparkly almost fish-scale-like pattern).   I thought that was funny, but it got even funnier when he told me that for the rest of the day I could only orgasm if he said "Magikarp, use splash!"  He did tell me that later on too, after he remembered what the command was going to be, but every time I was laughing so hard it didn't really work at intended. 

The first part of the event was a kink sampler with various stations where people could try out different kinky activities.  Initially I got excited about the vacu-bed idea, but then after watching someone else do it I was too nervous and didn't ask the demo person to try it.  It was really interesting to watch though.  Imagine a food vacuum sealer, only it's large enough to put a person in.  They only have a narrow hose to get oxygen from. 

We ran into a friend from Tryst who we hadn't seen in years, because we haven't been able to go, and Master told him that if he wanted to play with me I would be up for a lot of different things later on that night.   He seemed really surprised by this, but happy, and said he'd love to do something later on after he'd had the scene he planned with his partner.   We watched their scene and it was terribly exciting for me.  

But I'm getting ahead of things.

After the kink-sampler was done, we had time to go out for dinner before the party started.   We managed to get lost in a part of town that should have been familiar.  But that was ok, no rush.  We found a place to eat eventually, even if it was not the best, it was food.
 I was hungry.

After dinner, we still had time for a little Pokemon hunting, which was entertaining.

As soon as we got back to the party, right when the door opened, Master said:

"Get naked, we're doing this!" 

I was ready in a jiffy, and he clipped a leash to my collar and led me to the dungeon room.   He had me kneel on the floor holding the red leatherette handle to the chain leash in my mouth at the foot of the St. Andrew's cross while he laid out all his implements of ass destruction.   He tied me to the cross and started out with a bunch of hard snaps of the belt.  Then there were floggers and canes, and a knife, the dragon tail, canes, and the machete, and much "Magikarp, use splash!" followed by me giggling.  

By the time he got to the tire tread paddle all the giggling and/or stoic acceptance had gone out the window and I was yelping, crying and trying to escape by huddling up closer to the cross (which doesn't work when you are tied to it).  

He untied me and told me to kneel and suck his cock.  I did so, all the while he continued beating me with the flat side of the machete (that is as painful as it sounds).  I was absolutely dripping and hungry for it.  We then cleaned up our area and went off to a quiet back room for more sucking and fucking.  He came right on my ass.   We cleaned up again and after a little cuddling we met some friends and chatted for a while until the cage was empty, then he put me in it.  It's a popular spot, so sometimes you have to wait your turn. 

I waited in the cage until our friend was done with his scene and then he came and got me.  We hadn't negotiated anything at all beforehand, and the one time we had played together before was years ago at a gang bang, so we had a little quickie discussion about what we wanted and it turned out he was quite keen to do whips and you all know I love whips, so that's what it would be.  

He tied me up and whipped the beejezus out of me, front and back, with rope ends and a single tail.  I was totally spaced and flying- I couldn't stop trembling by the end.  It was really hot, too.   Not temperature-wise, I mean sexy-hot.  

When I got dressed again Master gave me his undershirt to wear instead of my white fish-scale-pattern one because he didn't want me bleeding on my new shirt.  

 We drove home late at night. Master drove, and I tried to keep him entertained and not falling asleep.


Saturday night we went to a Halloween party and the first thing (after snacks) that we saw was someone getting her chest stapled. The staple...