Tease... Mean, cruel, down right evil tease... I mean I love you baby...cough cough.

I found myself  in a very odd position today. By odd position I mean on my knees in front of my Sir sucking his cock. See being as amazing as he is he made me a deal if I could make him cum before his room mate comes home he'll lighten my punishment ( Withdrawal from vaginal and anal sex, oral, and fingering.) . See the tricky part was we were siting in the middle of the living room, right in front of the door. Plus his room mate was due at any moment. So eager to be touched by his hand again I made a deal with the devil and dropped to my knees.

I felt so much like a wanton teenager, just trying to finish before my parents got home. I got so scared when we heard a car door slam right outside the house, it was a mad scramble for clothes. Or more just pulling his jeans up and buttoning mine ( I was told to finger myself at this point.). Hilariously it turned out to just be the family next door. I got praised for my great job by being told to wait there while he went into the other room.

So I sat on the couch listening to him move things around in his bedroom ears searching for the scrape to wood against wood, maybe even a cabinet door opening and shutting. After what seemed like hours he came back into to the room holding a bottle of lube. It took one expecting look from him and I knew this was as much as I was going to get so might as well enjoy it.

Right after I lubed us up I pulled down my jeans and panties, kneeling in front of the couch. I rest my arms against the cushion. I could feel his hard warm cock slowly sink into my ass, then slowly pull back out. Suddenly I was being slammed into. Gasping I wince and a cry tumbles out of my lips. Over and over I was being impaled on his thick dick. As he dragged his nails down my back making me shudder and moan.

Without warning he grabs one of my wrists twisting my arm behind my back, quickly he did so with the other as well. My face pushed into the scratchy fabric of the couch by the force of his thrusts. I was finishing for the fourth time when once again we heard a car door. Again false alarm, but since we were dressed in a flash again we ended up just cuddling on the couch.

See this is all good,  but I've been deprived of everything for a while now. So being greedy I figured I would try and talk him into maybe just fingering me. I got a flat out "No." from him, you know the kind that basically tells you, "Don't ask me about it again." Yet I didn't give up... I swear I have a death wish sometimes.

Red faced I admit I all but begged at his feet for just one more orgasm but his hand. *awkward giggle* Actually I almost started crying... For those of you who don't know me very well, I never cry. Never have for him. I've been beaten black, purple and blue and never shed a tear, so for me to almost break down is a HUGE thing. And you know what he does? Laughs at me and tells me no.

That's it I will never ever break the rule that got me the withdrawal punishment again. Lesson well learned. Good thing is I did some time off for being so good today, but he won't tell me exactly how much. For all I know it could be weeks before I get any.... Wish me luck.

Need.

God I need to be fucked so badly right now. I want to be used and abused. Call me slut, whore, cunt. Please please spank me. Hell slap me across the face...hard. Screw me until standing is no longer an option, shove your dick in my ass so hard I won't be able to sit for days. I'll beg, hands and knees. Just take me, claim me as yours. Hold a knife to my throat as you tell me how much a bad girl I am. Leave bruises, marks, cuts. Gag me, blind me, tie me up. I'm yours to use as you please.
                                                       Don't keep me waiting...

Business attire.

So I'm now hunkered down and stationed in Portland. And let me tell you I look HOT in business clothes. Not to brag or anything.... I've already gone to a workshop. But other then that I've played some Nintendo64, went to the mall, and meet a couple of new people. So I'd say its been a successful day. But I miss my Sir. I miss the loving touches, and the not so loving touches. I know its only been a day or two but a woman wants what a woman wants. And i know what I want...

Chocolate bunnies, Job offers, and Portland trips.

So as of today my chocolate bunny is officially a thing of the past. Lets all take a moment to reminisce. Can't wait for next years though...yum... So on to happier news, I've manged to get a job offer to write blogs for a rather new company. I just sent in a sample blog on Easter. I have yet to officially hear back. But a little birdie told me its gotten plenty of thumb ups. Lastly I'm taking a trip up to Portland from Thursday to Saturday for a business convention. I must be some kinda weirdo because I'm actually excited. Well there you go folks my week and some wrapped up in a nice little blog post. :)  

Hitachi Wand

OhMyGoodnessILoveThisThing! Ok don't laugh, but I've never had this used on me before. My Sir finally cornered me the other night... And well I've never felt anything so powerful. It was amazing and overwhelming. The point is not how wonderful it felt, but that when trying something new -that I was nervous about- I trusted him totally and completely. That's one of the main reasons I'm in a Slave/Master relationship.  That kind of trust is not the kind you can get on any street corner. I can trust him with my soul, body, and mind. And I love how that makes me a better person. Though all in all I officially want a wand for my birthday ;)

My new friend lol

Good Slut.

As a slave to the worlds most bossy  amazing Sir there's somethings you began to look forward to. Things you cherish and you know you couldn't live without. I had never really thought about this before, but I was on Fetlife yesterday and reading about how a master wouldn't let his slave call him master, sir, or anything of the like as a punishment. So I started to think of all the things I just absolutely love Sir saying or doing to me. The number one thing would have to be when I'm laying with him and he pets my hair. It just feels to natural to have his fingers dragging through my hair after some amazing sex. Secondly when he tells me "Good Slut." no matter the reason, I just have to fight not to get the biggest smile on my face. I'm pretty sure I glow lol. I could really go on forever about what I adore him saying to me, but the last one that really comes to mind is when he whispers "I love you." against my lips. I know that if he would to suddenly stop doing any of these things I might just a die a little inside. So thank you Sir for treating me so well and caring for me so much.

P.S. I have got a question or two if Sir is the same person as pmk222 from earlier blog posts. To put that curiosity to rest, yes he is.

Connect with me.

Ok first I'm now up to 1100 viewers! Which means people actually read the smut that comes tumbling out of my mouth. Oh that reminds me if you have questions about me, my sex life,sex in general,  my Sir, or anything else you can think of, please ask me! I love to answer questions and help people. So connect with me either at my email blythe.miller14@gmail.com or on my tumblr http://blythewritesdirty.tumblr.com/
Thanks.

Always,
Blythe