Lazy days

Yesterday Sir and I slept insanely late having been up the entire night before.

We had a lovely lazy day enjoying each other.

My nipples are in such pain right now and I love it. There was cuddles and Netflix finally on my big tv. We had good food and my surprise for Sir being a new bed that I was hoping would stand the test of …..well him fucking my slave hole very hard. Luckily it did.

It had been so long since I’ve even been plugged that all I remember at one point was begging him to not stop fucking me. It was the perfect mix of pain and pleasure, I wanted it to never stop. The lazy days are even better for me than the adventures.  They allow me to keep straight in my mind that I am his, they clear away the doubts.

Today we plan to go to the city and meet up with female A.  It’s weird that they still haven’t met and I’m hoping it goes well.

Off to cuddle for a few more minutes.

Blog postponed…..

Well, for a couple of reasons. One I wasn’t up at 5 am. The other much more important reason is that I could turn to my side and say the things that were on my mind to Sir.  That’s something I’ve been working on. I’m Irish but my story telling “sucks”. I can write in great detail, but never say it in any way that even comes close.

We slept so late, for the first time ever he was up not once but twice before me.

We had a big night, the most crowded event I’ve been to since the 90’s.  Rug guy was even there. I almost stepped on him and he got so excited, but I can’t, never could.

Met a girl before for a drink. Don’t really want to talk about her, I don’t need that level of damage in my life.

Then the league ,of nations. Indian girl from England, Bulgarian and Canadian.  I felt so bad the Indian girl was do very over whelmed by all of the very much in your face fetishes (even tough she twisted my nipple till I came and gave me a nice birthday spanking with Sirs belt). Then the Bulgarian, lol, let’s face it she was my Yoga teacher 45 years ago.  She never pulled clover clamps off a girl and saw bliss.  So that and learning yet again how little pain most subs came take was fun. I liked the Candian girl the most, she was sweet and friendly (well I hear Canada is polite). also she is living ina bad neighborhood in bklyn and I’d like to show her the other great parts. We met in a back room, her being whipped on a slave ben, me in the shackles at the bottom of it. By the end Sir told me we were both being fucked and almost holding hands. At the beginning we were screaming off, her than me, by the end we were in unison. Too bad the ,coolest part of last night is something I can’t remember.

So day one of vacation and the best part I woke up in Sirs arms.

And now I wait…….

Today will be many days rolled into one.

First chores, then my pain of an ex-husband has to come by for his mail and the very last of his belongings.  He finally has an apartment of his own and can take the last of his stuff, well, except for the dogs.  I’ve decided he’s not going to get them back. My mother has bonded too much with the little cujo of his and my little crazy girl needs to stay with me.

After all of that is done, a nap and then get ready to meet Sir in the city.

I may have a possible meet with another sub girl, who like me was in a very abusive relationship.  My heart goes out to her and I did tell Sir how nice it would be to have a subby girl to be with when he was her and not. Someone to cuddle with at night.

And then a party, semi-private, full play and nudity allowed.  I keep thinking of how nice it would be to have Sir give me good pain and allow me to service his cock in a public space. Then my head on his lap, my hair petted and that “good girl” that I miss so very much.

For 2 days in a row I have woken up in a puddle of my own cunt juices, no play before hand, no visuals in my head, it’s just from the waiting.

It’s my dream come true, an entire week off and Sir here with me.

Last night was fun, out with 3 other kinky girls. Two from work and one that I just met. We painted, drank and talked of our love of dominate men and porn.  The new girl and little R both looking to add a 3rd into their relationship.  As much as I do adore little R, nope, never in a million years. Her boyfriend is a mess. What I will try to do is gently nudge her to be with the other girl.  She said many times how attractive she found the girls boyfriend and was her normal flirty self with the girl.  I think that would be good for her. She needs out of the relationship she is in.  It was also the first time that outside of the BDSM and Swinging world I admitted that I have a D/s relationship and that I am Bi.  It felt like the right thing to do and no one there thought any less of me. In fact the new girl said she was so happy to meet me and that she was sure we would become good friends in the future. Side note she used to work in real estate and offered to help in my search for a new apt in bklyn, somewhere that maybe I wouldn’t have to give up my dining room set Sir adores so much.

So back to the chores……..and waiting.

Last day


The happiest friday is always the Friday before vacation and it’s been years since I could ride a high like this!

I have so much to do, but I will breeze through it happily, knowing that tomorrow I will see Sir.

Last night was worth the wait. They were a beautiful, well educated and personable couple. They are into bondage and toys, not heavey pain. I find for me at this stage that’s a good thing. It lets me off the hook of trying to explain my lack of an off switch when it comes to pain.

That being said I’m by no means ashamed of being a pain slut or needing pain, it’s just nicer to meet and not delve straight into a hard core S&M discussion.

Before meeting them I was finally able to get dinner with female A. We went corset shopping and I was able to get a beautiful metal boned waist sincher. It’s heavey and Is Going to take a lot of getting used to. Sitting is not going to happen for a while. 

She is still unhappy with her life and lack of love. I have faith that she will figure it out one day. In the meantime I’m going to help her file the paperwork to get divorced, finally. She’s been married 18 years, but they separated 7 years ago. I think she needs that final string to him cut so that she will be able to move on.

We said damn the diet and went to a gourmet grilled cheese shop, it was such a cheat. So my tummy hates me this morning, the bottle of heavey red wine didn’t help matters at all!

Well off to keep busy.


its odd I’m here waiting…. A first meet, drinks, school night, we all live in different boros. So no play, no nerves, I’m just more tired than anything. Minor D/s, more kink than the real thing.

They are late. I dislike late! I’m always early, so I walked around for 15 minutes, been sitting here for 20. I must say its already a bad impression.

I kind of wish it was like college rules, the professor is 15 minutes late=class is cancelled, but nope I’ll sit here and wait…..

Busy slave

over 100 emails and I was only out one day.

I am both  excited and scared to go on vacation.

I seriously need a break from this reality. I was up at 4:30 and in the office by 7:30. I need to get everything done so I can leave tomorrow with a clear conscience. I don’t think that is going to happen……

I am looking forward to having a lazy Sunday with Sir. Just him and i snuggled in bed. Just a day to reconnect. To show him how much I’ve missed him.

That’s the thought that will get me through this crazy day.


I’ve seen this on other’s blogs and started it a few times, but finally made it through. Not really shocked at all by my results:

== Results from ==
100% Bondage Receiver
100% Exhibitionist
100% Girl/Boy
100% Masochist
100% Non-monogamist
100% Slave
88% Voyeur
75% Submissive
70% Primal (Prey)
63% Experimentalist
50% Degradation Receiver
50% Primal (Predator)
38% Pervert
25% Bondage Giver
25% Switch
25% Vanilla
13% Dominant
0% All-Rounder
0% Brat
0% Brat Tamer
0% Daddy/Mommy
0% Degradation Giver
0% Master/Mistress
0% Sadist

A Girl Like Me

Last night N and I were beyond nervous.

We both had headaches and couldn’t eat.  It was so bad I called out of work today and slept until noon.

So P came and got me, he went up to his apartment, we hung out in hers for a bit chatting.  Drinking wine.

When we went upstairs things started super slow, she’s the only woman I’ve ever been with that was smaller than me, it was cute I felt like a giant!

The sex part was ok with P, it was more special for her than me. Cock in cunt (even threesomes seem vanilla now) just doesn’t do it for me anymore. Her tongue ring did. I came one in one spurt, but about……. I have no idea how many times. Sir said I had him on the phone for about 10 minutes with the 2 girls cuming over and over. Her on my clit and him in her cunt.

Even though I’m still and most likely always be self conscience I no longer fear being with another man. I was worried it would change the dynamic between Sir and I. It has but for the better as I want to be in his arms more today, than even yesterday.

What was most memorable about last night wasn’t really the sex, it was the ride home.

She was happy. P had me bent over going down on her and he asked her silently if it was ok. He put the condom on and checked again before fucking me. She was amazed how much she was turned on by it and after dropping me off at 1:30 they continued to have sex for another 2 hours. She said what made it great and special was that we had gotten to know each other and are so alike, so an unexpected friendship has come out of this swinging experience.

It was as vanilla as a threesome could be. No toys just 3 bodies enjoying each other.

Today none of us has regrets and agreed we would do it again.

I’m just happy that she got a good experience out of it and did not wake with any guilt.