Verbs.

Shivering, quivering, squirming, shaking, moaning, gasping, screaming, wiggling, begging, whispering, loving, grasping, pulling, yanking, biting, scratching, slapping, choking, gagging, spanking, thrusting, filling, pinching, crying, blushing, breathing (barely), bruising, commanding, licking, kissing, delighting, dripping, entering, exploding, grinning, gripping, groaning, grinding, guiding, hugging, impaling, kneeling, melting, needing, pleasing, playing, caressing, releasing, satisfying, screaming, squeaking, squealing, squeezing, stretching, sucking, taming, tasting, teasing, tempting, touching, tugging, twisting, using, wanting, whining, and fucking.

Treasure Hunt.

What do you do when your Sir texts you a list of things to gather before midnight? Why you go on a treasure hunt of course! When the prize is your own release, -Especially when it's been far to long since your last orgasm-  how could you not? So it's not long before midnight and my list went like this; Towel, lube, lighter, vib, candle, and hairbrush. Oh ya and my laptop. I run around the house in my panties and tank top gathering things as I go. As the clock ticked midnight, I considered myself a winner.

I texted him I had everything he asked for and he answered telling me to call him on skype. Eager to get my reward I do so. Some pinches, pulled hair, bites, burns, and quite a bit of lube later; I'm squirting on cam for him. Yep so guess whose washing their sheets today? That would be me... To bad I don't get have some fun like that today. I hate it when me and Sir are apart for so long, it's like he takes apart of me with him. Oh well I'm counting down the days until the seventh.

Why?

Mom says my favorite word when I was a bebe was "why?" I can totally believe it too. Sir would back my mom up on this as well, my answer to almost anything is often a drawn out whinny "Whhhyyyy?" To which he just loves to respond in a the least pleasant way possible with "Because" or "Because I said so bitch." I swear he knows just how to push my buttons... Which is both a good and bad thing. So my point is why the hell is it Sunday already? I've been hiding under my covers all day -with Mr. Spiffy and Bunny-. I guess I'm thinking if I don't get up and don't do anything then tomorrow can't possibly Monday.


Another perfectly good reason for me not getting up today is my ass hurts...So bad. Last night on the phone with Sir he somehow decided that my booty needed some major pain. At one point there was (barely) four fingers up my ass. Ouchy, yet I still was begging to cum before I knew it. I haven't the slightest clue how he can make my body betray me like that. My mind may be saying ouch at first but in the end I'll be moaning like crazy. It like something happens to my nerves when he touches me. No matter if its with pleasure or pain all I know is that I want more. Why???

Bra shopping!!!

Some how I magically conjured the time and money to bra shopping at Victoria Secret. So with Sir's permission I went in search for what he wanted me to get. I was told to get a "girly, pink bra." and a "black" one. I think I accomplished my goal, but as always I would love to hear your guys opinion. Can't wait to wear these for him. I think it's a good 3 month anniversary present...  [insert girly squeal here]

Rules.

 I like rules, but I love breaking them. Which can often be my downfall in a m/s relationship. Me and Sir had made our list of rules awhile back. Now they just seem not fit our life or style as much. Like trying to wear your shirt upside down. You know it supposed to go on your chest, and your arms through the small side holes. Yet it just doesn't feel right. Baggy in some places, and to tight in others. Just as the rules lack in some places and are to strict in others. So I'm going to see if we can find the time to sit down and just see what works and what doesn't. Wish me luck :D

Pain.

I'm a pain slut, there I said it. And I'll say it again, I'm a pain slut. Usually I like my pain mixed with a little pleasure though, but today all I want is to be smacked so hard I fall to my knees. Only to be face fucked until I can't breathe. And when they get bored of that, pushed over on my hands and knees. Where they fuck my ass so hard I can't help the tears falling down my face, maybe even spank me. Preferably to the point sitting isn't even in my vocabulary anymore. I don't want sugar coated pain, don't play nice. Just give it to me, as hard as you can. Please...

Who am I?

Who am I? Am I the strong stubborn personality I let most people see me as? Am I the naughty shameful pain slut that Sir brings out in me? Am I the little girl so still goes to bed with her favorite teddies, and still plays all the little games? Am I the brat who stomps her foot and pouts when she doesn't get her way? Maybe I'm even a brilliant writer, or a failed princess? I don't think I could quite tell you exactly who I am, because I'm still figuring it out for myself. But I know I can tell you a bit about me;

• I think coffee is beyond orgasmic.
• I love my Sir.
• My favorite teddy bear is named Mr. Spiffy.
• Writing comes to me as naturally as breathing. And without it I suffocate. 
• I'm a huge Superman fan. (Don't tell Sir, but I'm kinda married to him. Shhhh...)
• I listen to any music that can touch my soul.
• I don't believe in having a favorite book. 
• I'm a morning person, I often talk my room mates ear off. Tehe
• I love frilly tu tus! 
• I'm incredibly bull-headed. 
• I almost always speak my mind. 
• I crave safety, protection, and to serve.
• I love love love chocolate. Get me a kit kat and your starting to make your way into my heart. 
• I love parks, especially swings. I love touching the clouds.
• Pain and pleasure go hand and hand in my sex life.

And so much more. I can't even begin to let you see into my soul. I have learned a lot about myself since I started this blog I learned how feeling weak is okay, all the more so when you have someone protecting you. I learned that females dominate just as well as men. I learned that no matter what be yourself and the rest will fall into place. I hope to continue to learn about myself. I'm so grateful for all the people who have helped me. And I hope that everyone has learned a little about me today. :)