Our snow doesn't look this pretty yet; this is from last year. But it's coming soon! Right now we have about an inch of the cold stuff.
Friday, November 30, 2018
That Was a Close One
Today I am thankful that I didn't completely destroy my blog. I tried yesterday to change the look of it on a template and all the gadgets and everything vanished so I had a heck of a time getting it back to where I could even find the "design" button. All the links to other blogs were gone. I almost panicked. But I fixed it back the way it was. Whew!
Our snow doesn't look this pretty yet; this is from last year. But it's coming soon! Right now we have about an inch of the cold stuff.
Our snow doesn't look this pretty yet; this is from last year. But it's coming soon! Right now we have about an inch of the cold stuff.
Thursday, November 29, 2018
Disgusting Is Sexy
Why? I don't know. I have a vast humiliation fetish, so it just is.
I was on my knees in front of him, my hands bound together with the leather strap. He told me to look up at him adoringly as I sucked his cock. I tried to look up, but my "adoringly" was more like "squinty-eyed straining" because that's hard to do.
He bent over and spit. Directly. In. My. Eye. It was just as gross as you'd imagine, but I only sucked harder and more eagerly. When he told me to get on the bed I was trying to surreptitiously wipe my eye on the sheets, but with my hands still bound in front of me they couldn't do anything to help.
After he was done beating and fucking me we took a shower together. Again I was on my knees in front of him getting an additional shower time golden treat. I held my tits up for him to get a cupping effect and target.
I was on my knees in front of him, my hands bound together with the leather strap. He told me to look up at him adoringly as I sucked his cock. I tried to look up, but my "adoringly" was more like "squinty-eyed straining" because that's hard to do.
He bent over and spit. Directly. In. My. Eye. It was just as gross as you'd imagine, but I only sucked harder and more eagerly. When he told me to get on the bed I was trying to surreptitiously wipe my eye on the sheets, but with my hands still bound in front of me they couldn't do anything to help.
After he was done beating and fucking me we took a shower together. Again I was on my knees in front of him getting an additional shower time golden treat. I held my tits up for him to get a cupping effect and target.
With A Little Thoughfulness It Doesn't Take Much Time
As he was on his way out the door this morning, he asked me to get his lunch ready and gave me a shopping list. Then he kissed me with my robe opened, and told me to come out and get the gate for him. As I was getting my boots, coat and hat on he told me he was going to rub snow on my tits before he left.
He got all the way out to the gate in his car, and I was standing there with it open.
"I didn't pick up any snow", he said.
I admit I didn't look disappointed.
"Slave, pick up some snow and rub it on your nipple". I bent over, picked up a small handful of fluffy new snow, opened my coat and robe and rubbed it as he said. It was a little cold, but not as bad as I feared. He kissed me again when I leaned into the car and we said goodbye.
With a little thoughtfulness it doesn't take much time to be a cruel Master.
He got all the way out to the gate in his car, and I was standing there with it open.
"I didn't pick up any snow", he said.
I admit I didn't look disappointed.
"Slave, pick up some snow and rub it on your nipple". I bent over, picked up a small handful of fluffy new snow, opened my coat and robe and rubbed it as he said. It was a little cold, but not as bad as I feared. He kissed me again when I leaned into the car and we said goodbye.
With a little thoughtfulness it doesn't take much time to be a cruel Master.
Tuesday, November 27, 2018
TMI Tuesday
1. If married, had you slept with any of
your wedding guests not including the person you married? How many of
the guests had you slept with?
No. When we got married I had slept with two people. Only one of them was at the wedding (my Master).
2. Weddings again–Ever gone to a wedding and hooked up with another guests?
No. I have always gone with Master, and never to any kinky weddings where a group scene might happen. Though, now that I think about it, that sounds fun.
3. Do you get along with your partner’s family? Why or why not?
Pretty well. I think I'm easy to get along with.
4. Who in your romantic relationship is usually the first to apologize after a fight?
Usually me. We don't hardly fight at all though.
5. When was the last time you dreamed about your partner? What it a good dream or a nightmare?
I don't remember.
Bonus: Do you think that fate or destiny play a role in love?
No.
https://tmituesdayblog.wordpress.com/2018/11/26/tmi-tuesday-november-27-2018/
No. When we got married I had slept with two people. Only one of them was at the wedding (my Master).
2. Weddings again–Ever gone to a wedding and hooked up with another guests?
No. I have always gone with Master, and never to any kinky weddings where a group scene might happen. Though, now that I think about it, that sounds fun.
3. Do you get along with your partner’s family? Why or why not?
Pretty well. I think I'm easy to get along with.
4. Who in your romantic relationship is usually the first to apologize after a fight?
Usually me. We don't hardly fight at all though.
5. When was the last time you dreamed about your partner? What it a good dream or a nightmare?
I don't remember.
Bonus: Do you think that fate or destiny play a role in love?
No.
https://tmituesdayblog.wordpress.com/2018/11/26/tmi-tuesday-november-27-2018/
Monday, November 26, 2018
On Sunday
On Sunday Master beat me with a belt. He tied my hands together with a strap when I wasn't holding still very well. More belt came raining down. He fastened clamps to my nipples and it hurt like hell, but was a relief when they came off. I was crazily turned on, dreading and loving at the same time. Then he fastened the clamp by one end to my cunt and beat me some more. He decided I needed weight on the chain so he clamped the other end to a bottle of lotion. Lotion was just dangling there between my legs by the chain. He had me spin in circles until the chain went out at an angle from my body, still only attached to my cunt lip. I got totally dizzy from the spinning. He guided me to the bed and fucked me, encouraging me on with cane and hand. I had many, many orgasms. Right in the middle of the fucking he told me that he was going to order me to do something terrible later that night. I was going to have to tie him up and interrogate him. It did sound terrible.
He began tormenting me mentally with various things I had done, until I felt really bad. I kept making up silly stories to get out of it, but he wouldn't let me. I don't know what to think sometimes, about being forgiven and yet not really forgiven.
Then he stopped, and I had a few hours to think about it, about what I was going to do to him later on.
Last time we were with Dr. Peter, Master had complained to him that when he tried to get me to torture him I didn't do it right. So this time I was determined to do it more like he does to me. I was going to be cruel and heartless. Well, right after I got down on my knees to suck his cock, THEN I was going to be cruel and terrible. First the sucking, then the cruelty.
But once I was on my knees I didn't want to stop. I waited for him to stop me, but he didn't. Finally I asked him if he wanted to lie down in bed (So much for cruel?). Once I had his hands tied I got determined again. I was going for the interrogation which had no right answers. I got out the nipple clamps. I put them on him. He said it wasn't that bad, so I pulled on them a bunch. He didn't really seem to enjoy it, but he didn't complain. Then I took them off and put one on his penis (yeah I did!). This honestly made me feel sorta squeamish and not happy at all, so I took it off. I teased him a little bit and then got out the short cane, the one that he broke on my ass.
I did my interrogation bit, but I felt very silly. I teased him and smacked him with the cane. I don't think he liked that part at all. I felt kinda bad afterward.
Although he said he wanted more tormenting and interrogation, I think he really just wanted more cock sucking and teasing.
He came inside me, but when I tried to come I couldn't. He let me use a toy afterward, but I gave up on it after a while of nothing happening.
Today I am thankful that when things break, we have the money to get them fixed. Yeah, right when we got the new furnace, the fridge broke. It's better now, though, it needed some little fridgey-part.
He began tormenting me mentally with various things I had done, until I felt really bad. I kept making up silly stories to get out of it, but he wouldn't let me. I don't know what to think sometimes, about being forgiven and yet not really forgiven.
Then he stopped, and I had a few hours to think about it, about what I was going to do to him later on.
Last time we were with Dr. Peter, Master had complained to him that when he tried to get me to torture him I didn't do it right. So this time I was determined to do it more like he does to me. I was going to be cruel and heartless. Well, right after I got down on my knees to suck his cock, THEN I was going to be cruel and terrible. First the sucking, then the cruelty.
But once I was on my knees I didn't want to stop. I waited for him to stop me, but he didn't. Finally I asked him if he wanted to lie down in bed (So much for cruel?). Once I had his hands tied I got determined again. I was going for the interrogation which had no right answers. I got out the nipple clamps. I put them on him. He said it wasn't that bad, so I pulled on them a bunch. He didn't really seem to enjoy it, but he didn't complain. Then I took them off and put one on his penis (yeah I did!). This honestly made me feel sorta squeamish and not happy at all, so I took it off. I teased him a little bit and then got out the short cane, the one that he broke on my ass.
I did my interrogation bit, but I felt very silly. I teased him and smacked him with the cane. I don't think he liked that part at all. I felt kinda bad afterward.
Although he said he wanted more tormenting and interrogation, I think he really just wanted more cock sucking and teasing.
He came inside me, but when I tried to come I couldn't. He let me use a toy afterward, but I gave up on it after a while of nothing happening.
Today I am thankful that when things break, we have the money to get them fixed. Yeah, right when we got the new furnace, the fridge broke. It's better now, though, it needed some little fridgey-part.
Sunday, November 25, 2018
Paingasms
Today I'm thankful for my Master wanting to hurt me. I will make horrible faces and moan and groan, but in the end I love it.
Saturday, November 24, 2018
Thankful Part Three
Today I am grateful that my Master used me for his pleasure. I'm grateful for his dominance and control. I'm thankful for our new furnace and the fact that I don't have to make a fire this morning unless I want to (which I don't).
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