Happy tuesday

up early …. Last day of the long weekend and time to get ready for reality again.

Thank you sir for a lovely holiday.

Today you finally get to see the palm trees of bklyn😜

Yesterday the weather was soso and that kept us close to home. So today we play tourist a bit.

And tonight we can say happy tuesday in person.


A lazy day

After a big night out, Sir and I will generally plan to just be.

Yesterday waking rather late I headed to the gym, I don’t want to break that routine. After was just hanging and food and me falling asleep as he got caught up on GOT. I fell bad, but I just can’t watch more than 2 hours of tv (unless I’m knitting) without going into a coma.

Before that I cooked and we had nice chats about the night before and the people we met.

I had an amusing thought….there was a long time I had pondered writing my life story. The early years…I had a title for that. It would carry me through to the start of my marriage. Yesterday it hit me, the title for this part of my life “My perpetually Bruised Ass” Sir had asked when I was going to get the shot in my other hip and the only thing I could say is, “When I have no bruises on my ass” Funny that I’m going to need to plan ahead to make sure my poor ass is mark free 🙂

So today I’m up early, super well rested and finally able to (with my doctors blessing) go to yoga. It’s a nice treat because this is a class I hardly ever go to since I’m working on most Monday mornings.

I set up Sir’s coffee and breakfast items, just in case he wakes up while I’m gone. If the weather clears, we have a nice day out with friends planned. If not maybe a short trip to get some pizza. Yes, the big cheat day….oh how I’ve missed pizza.

Sir also found an event next month that we may go to with FGD. Turns out I had already RSVP’d maybe for it, not realizing what an amazing event it looks like. It’s the type of thing you only want to share with just a couple of close friends, not the crazy big group thing like Saturday’s party. When FG and FGD broke up, I have maintained I will not choose sides, but this weekend has really opened my eyes to the fact that I would much rather be in his company that hers, and I believe Sir agrees. This will be an event that you need to appreciate the visual aspect of things, not really the play stuff. With her, she needs to be the center of attention, not the spectator.


One year anniversary party

Last night was like 100 nights in one. Sir and I had a calm day. N L and M came over early. The plan was to get to the party when it was still rather empty so that we could pick a spot to set up for estim play with a friend doctor H.

As we pulled up we ran into Cane Girl. Not that she uses them as a implement, like me she has a hip injury. She had a play partner with her and we said hi and all did the obligatory shoe change before heading in. I had warned the group, this is not like the other places I’ve taken you. This one the crowd changes all night and at points you need to stay away from the bottom floor….more on that later, as I always forget my own damn advise.

To break down everyone there would take all night. If you’ve ever seen gangs o new york, when all the groups from all the different parts of the city converge at one spot…..that’s exactly what happen. Everywhere we went I said hi, hello, how are you….I really didn’t know just how many people I have mt until last night.

N had her new toys, a hitachi ad a strap on. L has this thing about seeing M Dommed sexually by a woman and honestly I just can’t with her. See her hard limits are my must haves. Sir told N something along the lines of her having to wear the strapon at the party. She just needed to be told to do it and before you knew it she had M in hand and headed to the swinger room. I stayed away, knowing that L was with them and Sir checking to make sure they were safe. We are too good of friends that me around may have thrown her off mentally.

Plus I was on a mission to do my own seen. Then my little French shadow showed up. I’m so glad Sir got to meet him. He’s really hard to explain and I had known I never did him justice to Sir. He’s literally this sweet young polite french guy that has no experience except for the munch we met at and the two clubs we’ve gone to, but he’s adorable.

Oh so during all of this Sir is talking to can girl and Fetgirl and her vanillas show up. This is where life gets complicated. Sir had agreed to give her good pain that’s she’s missed since the break up and with us spending the day with FGD, it was like being ripped apart. I even at one point asked him “is it wrong that I’d much rather be at a party with him than her?”

But now I’m getting off topic. Back to the scene, after much stalking we manage to get a table in the swingers room to set up. Doc H covers all the universal precautions and we decide to do something quick and easy as so much time had past already. Cane girl gave me a nice yet ever so gentle spanking and then I laid down. A pad on my clit and one right past my hole. It is not painful, but so hard to explain. I told Sir that I was really afraid after all of this time and training that I would not be able to not cum. Turns out I was able to really enjoy it and still keep my control. Sir allowed many O’s and I went about 4 rounds. During this fg was kissing me and …god it was so empty. I felt like a tool she was using to get her vanilla guy hard. At one point I almost told her to stop, but luckily she saw the sibian and decided to go for a ride, leaving me to enjoy my scene.

I’m also noticing that as my body keeps changing the exhibitionist in me is starting to come back. Sir finally got to see the outfit from the other week and told me to bring it along. So my slutty little black dress made way for my Domme outfit. Funny when that was on I was able to move a bit easier through the club until later. After I was done I flitted around and somehow lost my little shadow, he had gone home. L M and N played a little on a cross and Sir and I were trying our best to avoid fetgirl….but she found us and the spanking was given. I didn’t realize until then, I don’t think Sir ever saw me top a girl like that. There was not a damn thing sexual about it. Plus I remembered she had said that if you don’t talk to her she gets bored. She was over Sirs knee with a vanilla cock in her mouth and he gave me the crop. So I basically shit talked her sucking ability etc and it felt good to get out my aggression on her as she has caused me and Sir a great deal of stress. I would look at Sir for the “ok” that I was not going over board and he was fine. lol, I guess I showed him a new side of his slave girl.

There were no more scenes for me and I spent the rest of the night socializing. I was trying to find my little threesome to see if they wanted to get breakfast and was walking through the bottom floor alone. Oops…..the fucking crowd had changes and I went to the swingers room to look for them. Luckily I had an older Subbie guy that is in lust with Fetgirl behind me. I took a couple of steps into the room and saw they weren’t there (I was so happy they weren’t) and then tried to leave as a bunch of men blocked me…..I asked them to move, nothing….I tried to push one and then subbie guy grabbed me and got me out. Thank god. He followed me back up the stairs and made me promise not to go back down. That’s a promise I had no problem keeping. You’d think dressed in full Domme gear they would have had a little respect, but nope.

Almost ready to go N still had not used her hitachi. I was talking to a rigger friend and Sir said she had to use it before we left. He found a plug and told me to do it as she was up against the cross. It just really felt super off to me and I made her cum as quick as I could to get the hell out of there.

We played with the idea of breakfast, but it ended up just me Sir and N talking as they ate bagels and coffee.

We chatted until the sun came up and Sir gave N much to think about.

All in all it was a fun night. I’ve checked on everyone an they seen to be good, guess that’s the best I could hope for.




Good vanilla and ? Kink

lets start by saying Dir and I walked 8 miles yesterday. Being a tourist in nyc is hard work!

We started with the met…. Needless to say he lost me to the degas room as he hung out with the other impressionists. I really forgot just how impressive and large that museam really is. 

I always get the question of is your D/s relationship a real relationship and yes it is. We were just a normal couple enjoying art together.

After we shared a pretzel on the stairs, oh carbs how I’ve missed you, but I only had a small bit, Sir even telling me to eat more, knowing that we still had a very long day ahead of us.

FGD came and met us there and off to the cloisters we went. I thought it would be much bigger, but the garden areas were magnificent. We all chatted and had a lovley time exploring. Sir took pictures of me in some amazing light, until we got yelled at by security:)

We stayed for a hawk expo and I was much more impressed with the owls than the Hawks.

After we headed to Dd.

A long talk in the car about fet girl and his want to go to the party she will be at with us tonight. We really tried to talk him out of it. I know it won’t go well.

So we had some time to kill. I got a protein bar, him some pizza. A stroll out on a peir and she still wasn’t ready. So we were giving her 10 more minutes before we headed home. My hip is mich better, but with the amount of stairs and such I was not in great shape.

We came in and talked a bit, poor p was there in nothing but his cage. Sir and them had dinner and he fed me a small bit of salmon. It was sweet as I really did need just a little food. Pp was under the table eating from his dog bowl with her feet on him.

We played a short bit and put a sharpe Mark around the i Je tion site, so it was not accidentally hit. It’s just a bit tender. I have to say if sir was not there, the most enjoyable part of play was getting to sit in childs pose to recover. I really miss yoga this week.

Into the living room and a standing shackle thing. Nice but by that time I really had nothing left to give energy wise. 

After we talked and Id told sir how asexual she was. I get nothing emotion wise from her. Turns out….she’s really not bi. 

My theory is someone must have put it in her head to get a subbie girl for when pp travels.

Oh there’s much more in those discussions, but that’s the highlights.

We took our long 3 train trip home and after taking care of puppies and a tiny food…. Cuddled all night/day. 

I’ve been up a couple of hours too physically exhausted to get out of bed. I was just enjoying the time in his arms.

Today is our lazy day…I’ll head to the gym at some point and cook a good meal, so we are rested and ready for a big night with many friends.

Welcome back

i shared with Sir in a note, that it seems the time between each trip gets longer and longer. 

Last night due to holiday traffic his ride to me was very long. I kept busy completing my list, gyming and even took the dogs for a long walk.

We met half way from the train and a big hug. Back to the house to dro the bags and off for him to get pizza. I’m still sticking to my meal plan, so we brought it back so I could sit and eat with him.

Earlier in the day we were both very horney, but we were exhausted and time talking and cuddling is just as important as the kinky stuff.

So good food and chatting, then a little TV and cuddles, off to bed for more.

Sir said he noticed the work I’ve been doing just by the first hug. It’s funny because I guess since a month has past he sees the progress easier than I do.

Up to get my green drink and weigh in then back for a few cuddles before we head out on an adventure.

Time flies….

yesterday mid afternoon I had 14 things on my list to do after work. 

All things to prepare for Sirs visit. I somehow managed to get 12 done by the time I left this morning, while also fitting in gym time and a visit with N.

Honestly I didn’t sit down until 10pm, logging over 20,000 steps. Hyper mode. At least it kept the drop away that’s been trying to throw me off.

It may come, but at least if I can stay distracted I will be crying in Sirs arms and not holding a dog.

Last night I spent some time educating N about this lifestyle and going more into explaining the internal chemical reactions and how they manifest.

She also promised, when sir leaves and “the big drop” comes she will be there. She even said she’d send the kids to pick me up and weather permitting we would do a nice bbq and swim. So I’m happy that she really knows first hand the issues I face when he leaves. She’s been there.

I’m nervous for this visit. Nervous because ….. It’s been very long since I’ve had many adventures and at last count there’s a possibly for 5 of them along with three vanilla excursions…..

I’m just hoping I can hold it together and not do a freak out. I know I have done that in the past.

But…. Maybe I won’t, since I’m not that girl anymore.

Just trying to get through the day…


i didn’t know until today that every morning I wake up and have trouble getting out of bed. I guess I got used to it????

Yesterday was crazy, so no blog and then by the time I could write, the pain was on a scale of 1-10, a 100,000. I couldn’t sit at the desk and I couldn’t make sense out of my phone to even try writing. I was fast asleep thanks to some left over Meds from c by 10.

This morning…. I just got up. The first time in a long time I sat up like a normal person!!!!

I had got up early yesterday, cleaned the house, did an hour at the gym, all before signing into to work from home. All hell broke loose In a good way as three of my project were closed …. In the midst of that l texted. He offered to go with me to the doctors. Him and n are now in cahoots to take care of me and im was set on going alone. Im prideful and I know I need to knock it off. So an hour before the appointment I gave in. He picked me up and took me to the docs, waiting over an hour, because(shhhh total secret) im soooooo scared of needles that they had to put me out to inject my hip.

I had to tell the doctor that I must have fallen ne ause I still had a bruise from the couple, faded, but still there. After I was like a baby, cold, crying and a bit needy. That’s the part I didn’t want anyone to see. 

Today Sir made me clampy nipple for 5 (only if my hip pain was gone) since he looks forward to my blog and there was none. I don’t speak my feelings nearly as well as I write, so he couldn’t tell how my head was yesterday until he heard the bad pain in my voice.

After the Meds they gave my wore off it was horrible bad pain. Like a major league pitcher threw a home run at my ass!!! Worse than anything, even the last surgery. But I had company from the girls at work and the Meds from c, so once I stopped being a baby and took them, it went away.

I’m so afraid of becoming addicted to medication that I will try anything to not take them.

Now busy, such a big list and only today to do it all:(

But one more day and then I can relax with sir makes it worth this.

I didn’t realize the main reason I gave in and got the shot….. I didn’t want Sor to see me in pain again. We are going out Saturday and if my hip went out and the bad tears started, I just didn’t want to put him though that.