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. 


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