Drive by…

Friday morning JB called and told me He was just up the street and that He was stopping by for a few minutes.  i rushed to get dressed and ready to see him when He got here.  He pulled into my driveway on His bike, He looks so hot riding His Harley.  He gave me a bouquet of flowers for my middle child, who recently celebrated her birthday. Then told me He would meet me next door in our room.  i ran the flowers inside and went to see Him.

He was standing in the room when i got there, looking over a few of our toys.  He turned to talk to me as i sat on the futon…with and older toy that really hasn’t any life left in it.  He walked over to the table and picked up my collar and locked it snuggly around my neck and clipped the leash to the front ring.  He pulled me to my knees on the floor and pushed my forehead to the floor.  He placed His foot between my shoulders and pushed me closer to the floor.  He asked me who was, i cried, i couldn’t answer because for the longest time, i really didn’t know anymore.  He said i was His, “you are my slut, my whore, my girl” i cried more, because He is right, i am His everything.  But, because things have been so stressed with us lately, i just didn’t know anymore where i stood with Him.

He pulled His foot away and told me to untie His boots.  i helped Him take off His riding boots and He pulled my skirt up around my waist…pushing me back to the floor.  He flogged my ass…He flogged my cunt…hard, until i came.  He picked a crop off the wall and slapped my ass…over and over.  He told me to bend over the side of the futon and caned me, telling me to ask for the next one and each following.  He stopped and gave me the bullet vibe, telling  me to tell Him when i was ready to cum, He caned me over and over, small taps that felt like fire on my ass.  Then when i told Him i had enough, He asked like He always does, if i will take a few for Him.  He asked me how many i wanted, i couldn’t answer, because i didn’t know how many more i could take.  He struck me with the cane, telling me to hurry up and give Him a number and that one didn’t count, He hit me again, saying the same thing.  i told Him i would take as many as He wanted to give me, leaving the number to Him, which may in hindsight not been smart.  He gave me 8 very hard strikes, leaving my ass hot and welted.

He undressed Himself and knelt behind me, taking me while i was bent over on my knees.  He came all over my back…it was hot and just what i needed.  i have no doubt in my mind where i belong or where i stand with JB.  Today, my ass i very well bruised, far more than it has ever been.

Lost and Found…

Things have been stressed here, things outside of our relationship are causing issues.  i had a huge meltdown a couple weeks ago, because of these issues.  JB and i have had very little time together…and things get out of hand on the emotional level.  The meltdown started before a trip i took out-of-state, JB came by to see me the day before i left…we sat for a few minutes and just talked…while i knelt at His feet…He stroked my hair while my head was in His lap.  It was calming, but certainly not what i needed…i had hoped that it would be enough to get me through the next few days.  The following day i could feel it starting to bubble up again…the angst, the lost feelings…all of the insecurities that really have no basis but in my own mind.  By the time i was home 2 days later i was in full-blown meltdown, i begged JB to call…the more i begged the more He ignored my pleas to hear His voice.  All this made it far worse than it ever should have been…all i needed was to hear His voice, i wasn’t asking for more than that.

For 4 days i waited and begged for a call, which finally came late afternoon on Tuesday…He wasn’t happy with me, i knew that before He called…i was so lost, my center totally gone…i was on the edge of something i was so not in control of.  We talked briefly and He promised to call me the next day.  i felt a little better, but far from where i should feel.

A week and a half later He finally came to see me…last Thursday.  He sat on the futon and i climbed onto His lap, we kissed and He held me for a while, then He laid beside me on the futon…just still and quiet.  He stroked my hair and wound His hand in my curls…He pushed my head toward His thigh and just held me there…pulling tighter on the handful of hair…until i calmed, the tears started to fall of their own accord.  i didn’t try to stop them and He let me have my moment.  He released my hair for a short moment while He pulled His belt from the loops…He wrapped it around my neck and held it snuggly and wound His hand back up in my hair.  We stayed this was for a while, just laying together.

My tears finally stopped and He pulled my face to His cock, through His jeans i could feel how hard He was.  He pulled me up and tugged at His zipper…and pushed me toward His partially open jeans.  i finished unzipping His pants and freed Him from His jeans.  As quickly as possible, i had Him in my mouth, until that very moment i hadn’t realized how much i had missed sucking His cock.  He pulled me off and got up, He stripped off His clothing and i followed suit.  He placed a towel on the mattress and laid down, telling me to get on and ride Him.  A few minutes later He rolled me off and told me to kneel on the edge, face to the mattress.  He used His belt on my ass.  He tossed the bullet vibe onto the mattress in front of me, telling me to hold it on my clit, then He caned me, slow at first then building…telling me i had to ask for the next.  He didn’t hit me until i asked for it… “please hurt me” i said over and over, until He was satisfied with the welts raised on my ass.  He continued with a flogger, hitting me harder and harder until i had enough.  He asked as He always does ”will you take a few for Me?”  i always say yes.  He chose the long wooden paddle to deliver His spanking.  Six in total, hard and stingy.  When He was done He hung the paddle back on the wall and spanked me hard with His open hand…i don’t know exactly how many times, all i know is that it hurt.   i thanked Him when He was finished and moved to the side of the mattress so He could lay back down.

He pulled me on top of Him and He slid inside.  He told me i wold have to get off as soon as He told me too, that He was going to cum on my face.  When i rolled off, He came, but not on my face, i don’t know why He changed His mind, but it doesn’t really matter.

When we, were done, i felt i was back to were i belonged, back to that place of peace…i am still struggling emotionally, but we are good.  i think once His surgery is done, i will relax a little bit and so will He.  My ass was welted and black and blue, i wasn’t able to sit properly for two days…

At His Feet…

We haven’t had a session in ages…JB is injured and waiting for surgery.  i sit, waiting, trying to keep it all together, not easy.  When He call yesterday i was sitting in our room, reading.  i have been spending a lot of my alone time there.  When He asked me if i was ok, i broke down and cried, i didn’t want to…but i couldn’t hold it back anymore.  i have been trying not to let Him know how stressed i have been, because He has His own things to deal with and i didn’t want Him to feel pressure over me as well.

He called me this morning, asking where i was…i was still home in my robe, just finishing my coffee…He told me to hurry and get to the room that He would be there in 15 minutes or so.  He said He was exhausted and just wanted to nap for a little while, He hasn’t been sleeping well lately.  i was just getting there when He pulled into the driveway.  We went up to our room together.  We held each other for a minute with a quick kiss or 2, before getting undressed and under the blankets.  We laid there for a little while just talking, with his hand wrapped tightly into my hair…while i asked permission to cut it a little and put a few layers in.  In mid-sentence He pushed my hand down to His cock.

After a few minutes He told me to get up and get my collar.  When i returned to the bed, He pushed me to my knees on the floor and locked the collar around my neck.  It had been so long and i missed the feel of it around my neck, i felt the calm wash over me as He held my head to His lap, my hair wounded up in His hand.  The anxiety slipped away with just that small act.  He pulled my head to His cock, i took Him in my mouth…He instructed me to keep my hand in the spot just before i gag.  After a few minutes, He told me to move my hand down and take it all the way just once…making myself gag.

He pulled me off and told me to stand in front of the cross.  He placed my hands on the cross, put the clothespins with the weights on them on my nipples.  He swung the weights a little back and forth, He flogged my ass telling me to ask before cumming.  He clipped another clothespin to the bottom of the 1st ones on my nipples and continued flogging me.  When i came a second time He stopped briefly to add the last set of weighted clothespins to the bottom of the 2nd set. and slipped the hook into my cunt.  He tied it off to the top of the cross, pulling it tightly to my g-spot.  He rubbed my clit telling my not to cum without asking first…He tugged on the rope holding the hook in…He rubbed and tugged until i asked to cum.

He locked the cuffs on my wrists and clipped me to the cross.  He flogged me telling me to wiggle my ass to move the hook around inside of me…i started cumming not able to stop.  He stopped and told me to control myself, He pressed himself against my ass…we never have a session with him undressed, so it was nice to feel His hard cock pressed against my ass.  He started flogging me again, telling me to wiggle on the hook again…until i had enough.

He released me from the cross, pushing my forehead to the floor, i pressed my head to His ankle and just cried, He pulled me up resting my head on His knee and removed my cuffs.  He let me just stay there at His feet…where i really needed to be.  He told me to get onto the bed, kneeling facing the wall.  He passed me the egg vibe and told me to tell Him when i was ready to cum.  He caned me in time with my orgasm…several times.  When i had enough He asked me to take 5 more for Him.  Again, He told me to tell Him when i was ready to cum…each of the last 5 were harder in progression to the last one.  He took the vibe away and slapped my cunt with His open hand, until i came over and over…soaking His hand.  He told me to get on my back on the towel…He fucked me hard…until i came all over Him…He pulled away cumming all over my stomach and thighs.

We had a little time to cuddle when we finished before He had to get to His appointment.  An impromptu session…something we both needed.

Happy Valentine’s Day

The Versatile Blogger Award…

Because i am so far behind on blogging…i recieved the Versatile Blogger Award, back in November, from Beneath the Rose thank you Rose.  i am getting to this now, better late than never.

So here are the rules…

If you are nominated, you’ve been awarded the Versatile Blogger award.

• Thank the person who gave you this award. That’s common courtesy.
• Include a link to their blog. That’s also common courtesy — if you can figure out how to do it.
• Next, select 15 blogs/bloggers that you’ve recently discovered or follow regularly.
• Nominate those 15 bloggers for the Versatile Blogger Award..
• Finally, tell the person who nominated you 7 things about yourself.

So now i have to select 15 bloggers…not sure who has already gotten this award…but here goes.

1.  Goes to someone i have been reading and chatting with for a long time…love you Cat.
2. i definately have to pick fellow blogger Brooke at puppy tales.  Seh left the blogging world for a while and was very missed by many…so glad she came back.
3. Someone else i have read for the longest time is kaya…love her sense of humor and how she handles her submission.
4. Then there is my longtime blogger friend impy…the variety of topics keeps her blog fresh.
5. Another blogger i have followed for many years…through her life changes is azra.
6. A new blog i started reading a few months ago…She belongs to you .
7. Another new read is vulnerable…she posts lots of pictures, but there is some good reading woven through them.
8. The world according to women…another new read.
9. Trinity pup…i have read her on and off…definately worth the read.

Well…i can only come up with 9.  i had so many bloggers i used to read, but are no longer blogging, they are missed

Ok, 7 things about me…

1. i am married…not to my owner.
2. i am making BIG changes this year to change #1.
3. i started my own painting/mural business last year.
4. i have 3 children.
5. i struggle trying to keep the “real” me hidden from those closest to me.
6. i am a Fetlife greeter
7. and the most important…i fell in love with my Owner 5 years ago…He is the one who sees me for me and loves me for it.

Welcome 2012…

A new year a new start…

 

Happy Holidays…