TMI Tuesday on Wednesday

1. Tell us about the last road trip you made: When? Where did you go? How long was the overall trip? Did you go alone? Did you have fun?

We went all around the East Coast last summer, from Boston to North Carolina, looking at colleges for our son, seeing sights and visiting Tara.  It was partly stressful (getting lost with Google maps) but mostly it was fun.  The whole family went, and with computers the kids were quite content with all the driving.

2. Do you love to travel?

I do, some.  But I also like to get back home.  I couldn't take being always on the go.  

3. What’s the best place you’ve been? Do you want to go back?

It has to be Paris.  Yes, I do, that would be great.

4. Would you travel for sex? Have you traveled more than 50 miles just to have sex?

Yes, sure.  Yes, I have.  I wouldn't say it's just for sex, but also to see the person I'm having sex with in all ways, doing many things.  

5. What sexual act or sex position do you struggle with doing?

Sitting on his face.  It's not that comfortable or enjoyable for me and yet it is supposed to be, so that makes me struggle with liking it.

Bonus: What are you into but have not told anyone?

Now, why would I say that?  I will never understand this question.  

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100

We had a busy day yesterday.  The washing machine was leaking ever since... well, it never actually stopped leaking since it broke, so I called the repairman out again to fix it.   They said he'd be there sometime between 9 and 5 which is super inconvenient of them, don't they know?  

The repairman called me at 8 and said he'd be there in an hour, so I thought "Great, this will work out", I need to be out of the house by a little after 10 at the latest to make my ex-raid (Pokemon, these things are important.)  😝

Master was at work and then going to the doctor right after.  We had arranged to meet at the raid, and I had his phone so he couldn't go and do it without me unless he stopped home first. And I couldn't call him.  

I was just starting to get nervous, when Master arrived home and the repairman arrived seconds later.  I was out the door immediately because Master said he'd rather stay home and let me do both raids for him.

I stayed out a bit longer than I had to because I knew he'd be sleeping.

On the way home I drove past the pasture where are sheep are (at the neighbors') and there were two new lambs!  I greeted Master and told him about the lambs and said I should probably bring them in.   I took Sprite, walked over to the neighbor's field and we rounded up all the sheep and drove them back to the barn.  One of the lambs stuck close to his mom, but the other was all over the place, and it took me a while to be sure they were twins and not two different ewes having a single on the same day.  Putting them with the wrong mother is a baaaaad idea!   Once I was sure, I got them sorted and fed and watered and went back inside.   That whole process took a full hour, so I'd used up all the time we had to eat out for lunch. 

But luckily there was still plenty of time for playing.   You can imagine I wasn't feeling all that relaxed or sexy after all that time dealing with sheep, but I was doing my best to get in the proper frame of mind to be a sex slave.

Master was on the couch looking for something to watch, and told me to go upstairs and put on something sexy.  You mean my ratty sweatshirt and barn jeans aren't all that?? Ok.  

I came back down a minute later in a black negligee, and he took one look and said "Not that, something else".  I asked if he had anything in particular in mind and he said he would know it when he saw it.

I went back upstairs and spent many minutes pouring over my closet, and even in the bottom of the closet where things tend to fall down.  Picking something unlike my first choice... aha!  
It was an old dress shirt of his and I know he finds the large men's shirt and nothing else look sexy.  All the buttons had been ripped off ages ago.

I wore just that and my collar.  When I got back down he gave me an approving look and motioned me to sit next to him.  I was definitely feeling the sexy now.  Soon I was playing with his cock and then sucking.  He told me to get on the floor on my knees in front of him.   

After a while he told me to go up and get something to beat me with.  I picked out a leather strap and a cane.  When I got back he put me over his lap and began warming me up with the leather, and then the cane.  It hurt but it felt good too.  He asked if I was ready for a hundred of these.  Without hesitation I said "Yes!"

He moved me to a hands and knees position as he stood up.  The next blow was not holding back.  Shit, that hurt!  And after two more I flipped over to hide my butt and said I was probably ok with just three and didn't need the full hundred.  Oh, what a deluded slave I am!  This was not a good choice.

Master tied my hands together using the strap I always wear, then flipped me back over and got up to thirteen or so hard ones before I sat back on my butt trying to protect it.  He gave me an incredulous look before he began methodically and vigorously beating my breasts, thighs, anywhere he could reach.  I realized I wasn't getting away and I began to cry.  He kept going for a bit, having me count each strike and thank him after each, then he turned me back around and took me as I was on my hands and knees.   I don't remember what number he was at then, but he sure wasn't near 100 yet.

We went upstairs and again I was on hands and knees on the floor.  He had me count each cane strike, and at number 84 he exclaimed "Oh no!" and I looked around to see what was wrong.  He'd broken the cane, one of his good ones.  He simply switched to a different cane and finished off the last 16 as fast as he could go.  My ass was aching fiercely and my cunt was dripping. 

He had reached 100 but he was still having a lot of fun, because he kept up the beating with some kind of implement, for uncounted more blows, before he took me to bed.

There he fucked me with various things, including his cock, until I had many many orgasms, then he turned me on to my stomach and came inside of me. 

We lay there for a few minutes before looking at the clock and realizing we'd be at it for 2 hours and it was time to shower and get dressed!

Fetch My Tea Woman

So, for my educational and mind stimulating project I have been trying to learn Spanish using the Duolingo app.  I'm not very far along, day four, but today my Master told me, as I was supposed to be getting his tea, "You should look up how to say, 'Fetch my tea, woman', so I can tell you what to do in Spanish."

I said "That's easy, Google Translate will do that for me" and I looked it up, typing in "Fetch my tea woman".  

I got back this "Trae a mi mujer de té", which looked a little odd to me. 
Then I realized it literally said, "Fetch me my woman of tea".

Adding a comma- "Fetch my tea, woman", got me the answer I was looking for 
"Trae mi té, mujer."

Punctuation is important.  

So is his tea.

Feeling Stressed Out

I feel like things are just weighing on me today.  You know when that one more thing going wrong is just too many? 
Our furnace hasn't worked at all this fall, which means keeping warm with the wood stove, which is kind of a lot of work when you're not just doing it occasionally for fun but because the temperatures are getting below zero at night and nobody wants to freeze. 
They won't be getting our new furnace in until after Thanksgiving! So, another month of that.

Last night the washing machine broke, mid cycle, and dumped water all over and left the sheets/blanket sopping wet.  I was rinsing them in the bathtub and then trying to ring them out.  It's kind of gray and damp out so getting them dry enough to even go in the dryer has been a challenge.   I called a repair place, several actually, and only one could do anything about it, or was even open, however they were super annoying on the phone, trying to sell me all this other stuff.  So, now I have to wait around at home for them to show up some time between 9 and 5 at their convenience.  We'll probably have to buy a new one anyway because Murphy's Law.   

You know what is good for stress?

Baking pie.

Master ordered me to make pumpkin pie and I'm enjoying it.   

Staples

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? 

Yes.  

 Bonus: Tell us a riddle.

What rolls down stairs, alone or in pairs?   

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Fall

It really can be pretty here. 

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. 

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! 

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:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tzOCxnszcvA.  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.

http://eelslap.com/  Go here.  Do the thing. 

Or go here:

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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.

TMI Tuesday: Information on the Brain

1. If you had three wishes that would come true, what would they be?


- More time with my Master when it is just the two of us being together, not just on the computers. 
-More money/less work for him.
-Knowing that my kids will have good lives and futures, not having to worry about them.

2. What are your favorite things to spend money on?


Eating out.  I enjoy restaurants, the togetherness of being with Master or Master and friends, and the break from cooking and dishes. 

3. If you could write a song about your life, what type of music would you use?


It would be something like David Bowie, so my Master would listen to it.  It would be Bowie's great hit from beyond.

4. If you could choose your partner again, would you choose the same person?

Yes, absolutely.

5. When it comes to discussing your sex life, who do you confide in more than anyone else?

Pretty much only my Master, other than writing in the blog or on fetlife.  I guess it's not really confiding if I'm sharing it with the world?  So just Master, then.

Bonus: What’s your definition of cheating? Is there really such a thing?

Having sex with someone else outside of your relationship agreements.  Then one needs to ask and answer, what is sex?  That would be whatever your partner considers sex.  If you don't dare tell your partner what you are doing, that is getting pretty murky already whether or not there has been cheating yet- things like online sex chat get pretty close, but to me, do not step over the line to be cheating.  But a lot of people do consider it cheating, so it really depends what the other person in the relationship thinks more than any universal definition.  

Of course there is such a thing as cheating.  Lots of people are doing it.   

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A Caning

First I was kneeling in the middle of the room, my head near the ground.  Master stood on the back of my neck with one foot, pushing me flat to the ground. 

"You like that, don't you, slave?"

"Yes, Master". 

He pulled me up again by the collar and had me suck his cock.  Then he told me to kneel next to the bench by the window.  I leaned over it, but he pressed my head down even further.  

"Head down," he ordered.  "Do. Not. Move. I want you to count each stroke and say 'Thank you, Master' after each."


One stroke of the cane. 
"One, Master. Thank you, Master".

Second one.
"Two, Master.  Thank you, Master".

I barely got "Seven. Master. Thank you. Master" out around my grimace of pain.  That was an especially hard one.   

He went up to eleven, then ordered me into bed.  He told me he was going to violate my ass.  I dutifully got in bed on top of our waterproof blanket and lay on my stomach.   He finished caning me there, then gave me the vibrator and took out a rubber glove and some lube.  For my ass.  He stuck one finger in, then began to fuck me at the same time.  And I had the vibrator on myself, so it was really fantastic.   

TMI Tuesday

1. What is the most annoying thing to you during foreplay or sex?

Definitely doing anything to my stomach.  I hate the feeling.  Blowing, kissing etc. is a no, and biting is right out.  Of course my Master would do it just to torment me.  
 
2. Tell us something you really wanted to do but let someone talk you out of when deep down you wanted to do it?

I am probably stubborn enough that I can't think of a time that this has happened to me.    I easily let myself be talked out of things that I don't really want to do.  The only times I haven't done something I really deep down wanted to do were when my Master said no, absolutely not.   I wasn't talked out of it, just told I wasn't doing it.  There were times when I wanted to go to a certain event, or get a new animal when that happened.

3. During sex are you more orgasm-centered or going for an all out enjoyable experience with connection?

I am not orgasm centered except when I'm masturbating.  I like orgasms, but that's not what I'm mainly into- it's the whole experience and feelings.

4. When was the last time you sought to introduce new activities in the bedroom? What did you want to introduce? Did you and your lover do the new sexual activity?

The last time I took the initiative on something new was actually with Dr. Peter, when I asked him if he would teach me to cane him, which he did.  I enjoyed it, for the feeling of making him happy, but I didn't get a lot of sexual thrills from the act of caning.  I was worried that I'd be uncomfortable, but I wasn't really. 
 
5. Finish the sentence: I would enjoy spending an entire day alone ______ .

If I had dogs with me and could walk in the country.  It's not really alone with dogs is it?  I assume it means without other humans.
 
Bonus: If you had to sum up the internet in one word, what would it be?

Hubbub.

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