Happy fourth of July!

Just wanted to tell you all happy fourth! If tomorrow night rolls around, you don't have anything to do, and you want to hear a bedtime story. One of my Tumblr friends reads them. ( I hear theres Dr. Suess!!) Go check it out. He'll post links and times tomorrow.  http://dominantlife.tumblr.com/  That's about it tonight. I'm tired and Sir is at home lighting fireworks with friends, sigh. I need a group hug.

Catch up

So my lovelies I'm in the hottest place I've ever been to. Ladies and gentlemen welcome to Texas! Not. Humidity and heat is so not cute on me. Yet I will live with it. You know why? Dear old Daddy. Its about that time of year I have to come visit him. Speaking of hims... I wish Sir could have come with me. Oh well another time. I must say we are fairly good at stay connected over long distances; especially with the internet and cell phones. 

Me and Sir were having some very interesting conversations last night. Lately we've been thinking about taking on a third. Preferably a submissive girl. Our issue is we have a hard enough time arranging threesomes, much less someone to take on 24/7. And if it would even be fair taking on someone else when we don't live together. Questions, questions... That wasn't only one of the things we talked about, we also had a lovely convo about cages, jail cells, and other such things. Its one of my biggest fantasies to be locked in a jail cell for days at a time, completely dependent on my Sir. Food, water, bathes, and clothes is all His responsibility. Not mine. 

Sounds extremely relaxing... Wow okay just thinking about that...  Did I just said being locked in a jail cell for days possibly naked, possibly starved, and very likely used is relaxing? Yep that sounds about right :D We had the idea of having a point system during this time. I would start out with no privileges. No clothes, no bed, minimum food, and uncomfortable showers. Then if I'm good work our way up to those things and maybe more. ( I'm trying to talk him into an unlimited amount of coloring books. Cross your fingers!) 

I think we were also talking a little about testing me on the lessons I've learned.  We would keep the points in chalk on the wall so its obvious where I'm at, at all times. Honestly I would love all of the things above, my only set back would be that being alone like that would scare and bore me very quickly. So that's something to work through. Other then that, bring it on! Lol.  So that's whats been on our deliciously sexy minds. 

Oh one more thing! I'm looking for covers for my novella, if anyone can help me out in anyway if that pleas email me. Thanks in advance!

Theater anal

The theater was dark and the smell of popcorn was in the air. Vibrator already inside me. My heart already pounding in my chest. I had no clue what was to come of me. On screen the movie had already started, the remote was in his hand this time. Reaching down he pulls up my skirt, leaving the only thing between me and his skillful fingers...my panties.

Which he pushes aside, he pulls out the egg - wet with my juices- and only spares me a glance before he pushes it into a much naughtier hole. With remote still in hand he turns it on, I hold my breath to hold in the gasp of surprise. He teases me turning it up and down randomly all the while demanding I pay attention to the movie.

Quite a high order if you ask me. He leans over and whispers in my ear to take off my panties. I lift my bottom and slide off my silky black panties and hand them over to him. He thanks me by rubbing them against my clit.

(This is still unfinished, I challenged my sir to hack my account....never again will she doubt my hacking abilities)

Anal Slut.

He walked into my bedroom like He fucking owned it. It was hot as hell. Pushing me down face first on to the bed He lifts up my skirt and yanks down my panties. Gasping I wriggled trying to escape from His iron grip. Quickly I realized there is no getting out of this. I hang on to the edge of the bed for dear life as His cock slips into the most naughty of holes. 

Slamming again and again into me. I bite Mr. Spiffy in a terrible attempt to muffle my screams. His hand wove in my hair; yanking He pulled my head back. "Quiet bitch." I nod my head afraid that if I talk my voice would only crack and give away the silent tears. How can being used so violently be so hot yet so scary? Hitching  up my ass until I'm on my knees He grunts out "Hands." Automatically both arms reach behind my back for Him to hold onto, leaving my face to rub against the bed. 

"You're such a whore. Even now you can't help but love how I'm abusing your ass." Suddenly I'm being jerked up and thrown to the floor. "Are you crying?" I start to shake my head "no" out of habit, then stop and whisper out "Yes Sir."

"Good." Without warning my panties are being stuffed into my month, hands are being wrenched behind my back and handcuffed, and a thick cock is once again being shoved into my ass. Wailing into my panties, I know that if his fingers found my pussy He would find me soaking wet. He keeps growling out dirty words for my ears to gobble up. 

Yet just as I was getting to my breaking point He pulls out, undoes the cuffs, and takes out the gag. Turning to Him I collapse into His lap. His words turn from cruel and dirty to soft and sweet.
"What a good girl. You did so good. I love you." After a minute or two I seemed to come back to this planet and able to talk again. Looking up at Him I ask "Will you make love to me now?" Gently He lays me on my back and does just that, over and over again. 


(P.s. I'm not breaking rules by posting this before my punishment is up. No worries :)  ) 

Bad Princess...

Umm okay there is absolutely no good way of saying this. So I'm going to go with the rip-the-bandage-off line of thinking, and be blunt; I'm not going to be on my blog for about two weeks...

Story Time!

Once upon a time there was a small princess, and she made her protector very mad. So her protector outlawed internet for a whole two weeks. Princess was very upset, but she understood. So she wrote a note to all her friends saying she wouldn't be on for a while, and packed away her computer. Next time she thinks to herself I'll be a good princess. 

The End!

Yeah so that about sums it all up. Love you guys! I'll bring some extra smutty smut with me when I come back!

Schools out! Well almost...

:D I cannot stop smiling! I just finished up all my school work, now I'm ready to be brain dead. I feel like a zombie, I was up so late last night cramming. Then next year I get to do it all over! Yay... All I have to do is go in tomorrow and collect some stuff. Other then that not much is really happening. I've been working on some writing, maybe even get around to putting together an ebook this summer. Would you guys be interested in reading something by me?

*Wags finger* I see what you did there.

I felt so full, and wet, and hot, and in pain, and lots of pleasure, and breathless, and shivering, (from cold or pleasure the world may never know), and so much more. It was just so much of a sensory over load. With a phone clutched to my ear, egg and dildo up my ass, hair brush in my pussy, clips on my nipples and clit, water from melted ice everywhere, cooled wax chipping off my skin, and belt around my neck. I just wasn't sure what to feel anymore. No that's not true more like I was trying to feel everything. My orders before this was to begin was no matter what happened I was not allowed to cum, if I felt like cumming I had to tell Him and stop whatever I was doing. This being said I was probably edged at least fifteen times.

Five of those were due to a mixture of wanting fingers, cold ice in places that are always so warm, hot wax well everywhere, and a giant blue dildo up my ass. The other ten were specifically ordered. It's funny I like to think of myself as a person who doesn't cry a lot, yet by the end I was tearing up and begging for mercy. Granted none we continued. Finally after goddess knows how long the words I've been more then aching to hear all night come through the phone. "You may cum." It was amazing. It was breath taking. It certainly made the rest of the night worth it. It was like all the flood that had been held back came rushing forward. I was trembling and almost everything beneath me was wet. Well played Sir... Well played.