Bloggers Recognition Award

The purpose of this award is to motivate and encourage bloggers and let them know that they’re appreciated, no matter how big or small their blog is. The idea is to share the love; so at the end of this post I will be tagging about 15 bloggers who I’d love to nominate!

The guidelines are as follows:

1. Start a new post. Thank whoever nominated you and provide a link to their blog.

2. Next, include a brief story of how and why you started your blog

3. Then, share some advice or “lessons learned” for new bloggers

4. Finally, select up to 15 other blogs deserving of recognition and list them in your post. Publish it!

5. Last but not least, let the nominees know you have nominated them and provide a link to the nomination details (the post you just published).

6.  Go back to the person who nominated you and leave a comment with a link to your acceptance of the award!

https://ananonymousoutsider.wordpress.com/

Thank you ananonymousoutsider, I have really enjoyed your blog and I feel that in the 21 short days you have put your thoughts and experiences in such a way that all of your readers “know” you.

I started the original blog as a way to get over an abusive BDSM relationship. More specifically to have somewhere to write that “he” would not be on the receiving end. My blog now, luckily documents a good, safe and sane relationship and all of my sometimes well thought out, but more often than not random thoughts and complaints about work, family and life.

Generally, no one should take advise from me, I honestly have little clue as to what I’m doing most of the time. The one thing I seek is balance, a reoccurring theme in my blog. For me balance my be something totally different than it is for another. So do what makes you happy.

I get such strength from my fellow bloggers and love the idea of recognizing them, so here it goes:

(disclaimer……I’m so sorry if I forget someone, so many of you out there are great)

https://asubsmissives.wordpress.com/

The first blog I followed. She’s a tender soul and I find calm in her writing.

https://missameliaandsir.wordpress.com/

Great stories and always there for a supportive word.

https://bmayes76.wordpress.com/

Thank you for the laughs and a feeling of camaraderie, as we are both trapped in cubicle hell most of the day.

https://dickdiary.wordpress.com/

The world traveler and all around great person.

http://thetawdrytalesoftess.com/

A new blog I’ve just started following, but I love it.

https://turninglamebosintorainbows.wordpress.com/

Always funny. Even when the topic isn’t

http://lusthurts.com/

Amazing fantasies

https://theochremuse.wordpress.com/

When I need a good hit of sarcasm and wit. One of the most creative and intelligent bloggers out there.

Lastly I skipped #5…..I like the idea of letting the nominated find this as a happy surprise. Please share, follow and enjoy!

Back to my desk

Nothing to blog.

Just work and lots of it.

Tuesday

Sirs on his way home. I’m hoping I didn’t get him sick for his birthday.

I’m resting with the puppies.

All coughs and sneezes. It’s times like these I’m glad to live alone, but wish I had someone to fetch me tissues and such.

It was a good trip, not the best, but still good. My blood work came back and I’m all cleared for surgery. Tomorrow little R’s doctor, then Thursday my dreaded mammo. 

Little R came over last night and made sir his latkes. She also ruined a pan and spatula in the process, but he was happy. Lol, she also joined Fet. Down the rabbit hole she goes.

Headed to nap again. Safe home Sir.

Happy tuesday

12 hours isn’t enough

welcome to my yearly sinus infection. It lasts a few weeks. Every year. All I want to do is sleep.

They sent me home yesterday and told me not to show my face until Wednesday. So up for meds and then back to bed.

Randomness… Fuck you and the horse you rode in on

one random moment from the play party almost forgotten.

I tied little r into my corset. Tight as could be. Dom b said something and asked her for a dance. Me knowing, them not, both are classical trained ballroom dancers. They danced a waltz, out of place, random and beautiful to watch. Each impressed with the other, happily surprised with each other’s talents.

I’m getting to the anger part with her. My many stages of mourning what will never be. Part of me wants to cut her off. Erase her. I know there will be a day I will forget, but I’m not there yet, so for now…. 

Time to work

Then back home to Sir. One more day before the shit hits the fan again. My one good thing, my mother went to visit family and at least I don’t have to deal with her for an entire week. 

Friendly Fetishing

last night was Sirs birthday celebration. Back to the space with the wonderful layout, equipment, oh and some scary people.

We met up with bg (not a baby girl), and …. Little R. She decided Shes at a crossroads in her life and wanted to have an adventure. I tried to talk her out of it, but she wanted to come.

We had a nice drink on a rooftop bar. Bg had never done anything in public and was going to be suspended. So there was nerves all around. I was worried since it was going to be the first time playing with another girl since her. The braxiliams were meeting us there. We have beautiful scenes with them and even though the emotions are not there I enjoy her company and we connect on a nice friends level too. We went in and the crowd was not great. The normal cast was there, so little R  got to see the people I’ve told her about.

We went through out toy bag. She liked the flogger best. No scene just friendly experimenting. I flogged her then she flogged me, all laughs no cums. Then she helped tie me into my corset, way to tight. For a few moments I almost lost it because of my ribs.

We fixed that.

Then when the b’s showed up we had some nice conversation, introduced everyone. Bg stayed on the main floor, not knowing when she’d be up. We found a cross empty. Female b on the front, me in the back. Her Dom showing little R the implements and how to use them. Little r later confessing she came while hitting her. The first kiss, so nice but empty. No emotional ties past friendship and I felt a little sad until Sir started spanking me. A few impact toys I couldn’t see. Clovered and tied together. She’s a beautiful sub, but…. So I kissed her and gave her care, but felt blah about most of it.

Back upstairs…. We watched bg go up on center stage. The rigger did a great job of being gentle with her and she was not zoned out but came down laughing and riding a nice high. 

All sitting and talking, the b’s having a nice scene of their own. We watched and some guy came over. What a character he was. At the end some cock worship to Dom b from his sub and the guy turns and says, I don’t like blowjobs, in unison we all say what??? It was his game, a weird pick up line if I ever heard one. 

4am everyone leaving, we drop bg off and head to a diner in bklyn. We (the girls) all cuddles and after care, going over the events of the night. Me doing my normal falling asleep at the table.

Little r got home safe, us next. Kisses and promises to play again soon.

Sir and I for the first time cuddled close the whole day. I hope he had a nice celebration. I hope little r doesn’t feel badly about her reaction to the scene. 

At least if she takes the vanilla road, she’s seen the other side and has a basis for her life’s decisions.

Today I’m task oriented, most of the day gone and back to the stresses of work and everyone else’s health issues tomorrow. It was a nice break in reality. Time to relax.

My poor feet

wow, the line to get in yesterday. 2 1/2 hours to get to the security check point to enter the park. We were in no longer than 10 minutes and the pope went by,

Everyone with cell phones and cameras except me and an old Italian lady. Is being to short to even try for a picture. We stayed on the top of a hill out of the crowd and got a good vanage point, enjoying the moment.

Before that we went to the museam of natural history. The female Brazilian works there and left us tickets. We did a quick round and met up with her for a few moments.

They are going to the party tonight and it will be nice to go to an event with friends again, as the last one was lacking without them.

Back home and cooking a nice meal for Sir. Since I’ve been sick there’s not been much play, but I was rewarded with many owes and his cock in my mouth. After he said I looked like I could use a bath. Wine, music and bubbles to take my aches away. By that time my knee was starting to buckle. We had a nice recap of the day and I brought out his birthday cake. Then off to bed.

Back to sleep for a couple of hours.

Oh good I almost forgot, we were sitting in 72nd looking at a lovely building taking pictures, when an old man stopped and was looking in Sirs viewer. Turns out he was a photographer for time life and prior to that a madator. Such a pleasent and interesting man. It was one of those weird random conversations that only occur in a setting such as yesterday. I think it made sir miss nyc even more.

Pope day

up early, poor Sir had to deal with my sniffles and coughing all night long. Now on to the horrible task of waking him. Waking a teenager is easier.

I’ll just have to remind him of all the nice things we are doing today. The natural history museam, Central Park to see the pope. My tummy is a wreck from the antibiotics. Still sick, but amazingly still functioning.

Sirs trip in was long and I had food and a present waiting for him. More birthday celebrations later. 

Doms and water?

its been a while since I’ve written anything lighthearted…. But thank to spanishred, here we go.

Why are doms fascinated with water. Before she wrote about it, I really thought it was just Sir, but it turns out to be an almost universal theme.

When I was moving he would ask me if I looked at the beach, I would explain I can’t afford that or have you seen a brooklyn beach? I don’t speak russian. 

He would send me pictures almost every night of the beach. I almost got little Palm trees to set up in my hallway for his first visit. 

That makes you think, no it’s not water it’s the beach they like. No, seriously it’s the water. Ice cubes, he loves them, sticks then in every hole he can. I must confess I love them too. Then there’s during a scene, always making sure there’s water. Or after a scene on the phone, do you have water. 

So is it just me? Or do others have water obsessed Doms?

Nana always said, go in the pool, you’ll feel better, broken bone,cut, heartbreak, whatever it was…. The water will cure you…. Makes you think.

Sick

this cold is sucking my ability to function. I walked in to a whirlwind at work, you’d swear I was gone for a week, not a night. I sound like I have tb and everyone is keeping their distance physically, but the emails are never ending.

I feel bad, Sir comes in tonight, I was hoping to wake up all better, but that didn’t happen. 

At this rate I don’t know if I can meet him or if I can even make it through my work day.

Then the holidays ruined a few of the surprises I wanted to get for him. I’m not used to stores closing for any holiday, but I’m learning where I live now is drastically different than where I came from.

I guess I’m adjusting. It was good that I was able to get myself to a doctor yesterday. In my old neighborhood I would have had to wait a week or end up in the Er.

Today I’m sad, just really sad. It’s the kind of sick that you just want someone to take care of you, bring you tea and soup and hold you. At least I can look forward to a good hug later.