An Update of This and That

This: 

I'm missing this terribly. 

 It's been a while since we have been in our roles and I'm finding myself out of sorts. My mind is taking me to places that I have never been and don't want to go. It's time for me to regain control and tighten the reins. 

That:

A friend told me that I should start a story blog. I am an excellent story teller. I am considering it, however, unable to do so now as I have enough on my plate.  I have always been a creative writer so it would prove interesting. We shall see. 

Feel free to email me with your thoughts on this.

L

An Update....and stuff

I know it has been a while since I have posted and I have to apologize to my readers. Things have been very hectic in our lives so we haven't been able to be very active in the life style. It will probably be a few more weeks yet before I have anything juicy to talk about. I promise you, as soon as something fun happens, I will post about it right away.

In other news...I lost a friend and it breaks my heart. He didn't die or anything, but he is no longer able to communicate with me. It saddens me to lose such a good person. But I do understand why it has to be. David, I miss you. I wish you the very best. I will always be here for you if you need me.

That's pretty much all I have for you in this post. I hope you all have a safe and Happy Halloween.

L

It's Not What It Is...Or Is It?

I think some people are confused about me and what I am about. I get men that come on here looking for porn. Will you find porn on my blog? Yes. Yes you will find some porn, but it probably wont be in the "I'm a guy looking to get my rocks off" context. My blog isn't a porn site, not really. It's an informative blog. It's allowing you into my lifestyle. Showing you what makes me tick, what makes me hot and invites you to allow that kinky dark secret inside of you out. We all have that kinky side, that part of us that would shock even our best friends if they knew. In this blog, I try to show you that it's ok to feel that, it's ok to be kinky, well as long as you aren't making people around you uncomfortable....well... you kinda get my drift.

I play a lot of game apps and meet guys (and girls) on there that are wanting to show me their body parts. I have had many hard peckers in my inbox lately and even a few boobs. And that's ok. The great thing about that is that they are happy that someone accepts that about them. They love that I think it's ok for them to share with me their most prized possession, the asset they are most proud of. In the real world, we can't just whip out our boobs and say, "hey, I feel sexy/kinky/powerful/etc for showing you these." But in my world you can. It's all about that fantasy, you know.

Am I making any sense?

I have also had requests for other things, for instance, return pics. The "I showed you mine, now you have to show me yours". I have given some thought to that and decided this: you showed me yours because you wanted me to see it. Thank you for sharing, but I will have to decline reciprocating. I don't like to show my body off...sort of. I am very self conscious about myself. The only one I am comfortable with seeing my assets are t, and that is because he worships them, he worships me. I do not want people jerking off while looking at my body, not unless they have permission. I am not a porn star by any means and am not really interested in becoming one.

With the above being said.....I invite you to ask me questions. I invite you to tell me your dirty little secrets and I may just tell you a few, what makes you tic, what makes you suffer. Tell me anything. I love to share stories, to talk about t and our experiences. I would love to hear what you wish your wife would do to you as a Mistress or your husband as a Master. I do love a juicy love/lust story! Along with this invitation, I do have to give some clarification. Please keep in mind that I am not a porn star, a hooker or a party girl.

I look forward to sharing!

L

Insatiable

That is how I would describe me lately. you have created a monster. My sexual appetite has never been this manic. I'm not sure how healthy this is.

This is the thought that has been going through my mind for the past few days:

I want you bound. Bound by chains. I want your eyes covered, exotic music playing in your ears, your skin ultra sensitive. I want the smell of my sweet juices to assault your senses. I want my presence to invade your very soul. I want you drunk with fear and anticipation. I want your surrender. When I am finished with you, there will be no mistake of who you are. My bitch, my whore, my sex slave.

Are you wondering what I will do to you while you are lying there helpless and trembling with anticipation? I will touch you. I will have my hands on every inch of your body. I will taste you. I will bite you. I will make your cock beg to feel my hot breath, to feel my tongue licking up and down and around your heavy painful balls, to feel my lips close and suck. Yes, your cock will beg for ownership of my mouth, but just as it starts feeling good, I will assault your pathetic begging weasel of a cock with my teeth. Just enough to confuse you, to make you writhe from the painful pleasure.

I will rub my hot wet pussy on  your face. you will have no choice but to smell my scent, your mind will be screaming for a taste of me. I will laugh at you. I will tease you. I will steal away your pleasure. The pleasure will be mine. And only mine. While you are laying there in a state of confusion and desperation, I will be squatted over your face rubbing my clit, making you wish it were your tongue. I will describe every touch, every stroke, and I will moan. I will get off, you will not. you will just lie there, bound by chains, helpless. Just how I want you. Helpless with you begging, for just one touch, just one taste. your mind reeling.

I will take my hands and caress your hard cock. I will stroke you gently, watching you quiver. I will enjoy your moans, your groans, your plea for relief. I will laugh and deny you. you will be ready to bargain with the redheaded goddess with all of your soul.

When I am finished, you will realize that it is all about me. All.....about......me.

L

his side of the story

If you don't already read My sub/husbands blog, you need to go HERE and read his side of the story.

L

In Search Of........

I and t agree on one thing, if nothing else. We need to find other couples that share our lifestyle. Not just any couple will do, as I am very picky and to be honest, there are some psycho's out there that I have no desire to meet or play with. I think another couple, a good honest couple would be so beneficial. I'm just not sure how I go about accomplishing this. Thoughts? Ideas? 

There is a BDSM munch that meets in our area, but so far, everytime we have planned to go, something has come up. Maybe next time....

L

Goodbye Boxer Briefs.....

Hello panties! I took t shopping today, maybe now he will stay out of mine.

I'm thinking about a photo shoot of t in his new panties. If nothing else, the photos could serve as a bartering tool.

Oh the fun I'm going to have.

L

Ideas

So I have been lulling ideas around in my sexy deviant mind.

I've had thoughts about throwing all of t's underwear out and forcing him to wear panties from now on. I think it would serve as a wonderful reminder of what he really is. (That would be My little panties wearing slut). I've also thought about making him get another tattoo. Something similiar to THIS. It would serve as one of the many constant reminders of who he belongs to. Not that I am worried that he will ever forget.

I've been also thinking about an outing soon. Maybe a nice woodsy type scene. Maybe one involving ropes, a tree and a some raw, intense pain. Perhaps some wrist and ankle cuffs, a large rock (to bend him over) and my new BFF (which I still haven't named yet!). Oh how I would LOVE to lay him down in a bed of poison ivy!

The ideas are endless!

Today I made t lay in the bottom of the tub while I took a shower. I "accidentally" dropped the soap and my wash cloth a few times, offering t a full view of my asshole and wet soapy pussy. Poor t, he could look but he couldn't touch. I know that drove him crazy, and I loved every wet, soapy minute of it. I also peed on his pathetic caged up cock. I decided that he didn't deserve to drink my nectar. I should have made him beg for some. Maybe next time.

t has had his cage on since Wednesday and I have offered him little in the way of activity, but am planning something big for the three day weekend we have coming up. I'm thinking this will be the perfect weekend to finally make him totally surrender all to me, to push him beyond his limits, give him what he has been asking for (even though I don't believe he understands the ramifications). I'm thinking the woods will be a perfect place for this. No one to hear to his screams. No one to save him.  No neighbors, no passersby, just Me, him and the creatures that live there.

 Time for me to get plotting  planning.

L

A Day Of Blues

I'm not having a good day today. I feel off kilter, not to mention saddened.

Last night, I released t from his submissive role thinking the balance would be healthy. I don't know if it is. I woke up this morning feeling sort of confused, vulnerable. I don't like the vulnerable feeling. It's not so much that I can't order him around and make him do things because I can do that whether he is "collared" or not. It's feeling like I have to become a different person. Maybe that is why it's so hard for me to get into the role when we take time off. I don't think I like wearing two hats. I also put my shield down. When I am in my role, less things bother me. I can handle the weight of the world on my shoulders, but as soon as I became wife, the weight began to make me crumble. I'm not sure how to deal with this. 

L

More This and That

First this:
Yesterday I was home alone and needed to be serviced. t's mouth wasn't available as he was at work. I decided to take matters in my own hands (litereally) and busted out my old bff the cutey wand. I sent a picture of tcw to t on his cell, just so he would know what he was missing. As activities er...progressed, I started thinking about my new bff, my old one just wasn't doing the job. I got into my toy box and found him, yes, my new bff. I rubbed him against my wet pussy, slathering my juices all over him. I then took a picture of him and sent it to t. I decided to put him on. Let me tell you, that is the most awesome feeling....ever. I took a picture of me wearing him and sent it to t. (Make that boy suffer for not being home to service his Mistress!) It was so freaking hot! If your Mistress doesn't have one of these, I suggest you buy her one. It will definitely earn you some brownie points! (heh, literally)

Fast forward to last night:
We went to bed early because I had a very important meeting that required me to be well rested. t fell asleep, but I laid there wide awake with my mind working overtime. I kept imagining t sucking off my brand new cock. The more I pictured his lips wrapped around it, the wetter I got. Finally I couldn't stand it anymore and woke him up. I told him that I was hot, horny and wet and he needed to go down right now and service me with that tongue of his. Not surprisingly, I didn't get any argument and it didn't take me long AT ALL to cum. Afterward, we just laid there, he was stunned that I was so "worked up" and I was feeling pretty darn satisfied....for the moment anyways. I still felt wide awake and the longer I laid there, the more I thought, the wetter and hornier I got. t was still awake, I guess it might have to do with me squeezing his balls (which were stretched and half smashed from the cb6000s) or something like that. I put my hand between my thighs and I was so wet and so ready. I tried to masturbate just using my hands but it wasn't enough, I smeared my juice covered hand on t's face and he was quite eager to lick the sweet smelling goo from my fingers. That send me into overdrive, I told him to get his face down there, NOW, and make me cum. It was awesome. I came with such ferocity that I am sure the neighbors heard every moan, every squeal and every deep, hard breath. I think it was my best orgasm to date. Can't wait to see what tonight brings!

Now for that:
My new bff needs a name. I am very open to suggestions. Feel free to comment.

L

My New BFF Has Arrived!!

Color me happy!

I am so excited! I can't wait to try this bad boy out. I will let you my thoughts :)

L

Lazing Around

Today is the perfect day to lie around and order your pet to wait on you, to drool over you, to service you......

And that is just what I did.

L

Back In Chastity

I'm not sure how long I will keep t in chastity this time. Perhaps until his balls turn blue? Until he begs Me to let him cum?

I will have to keep his tongue busy so he wont whine about not getting to cum. I can make him service me while I play games on my iPad, while I read my library full of new books, while I watch tv, while I play with my vibrator.....this is going to be so nice.

I will let you know how it goes.

L

This, That and Other Things

I think t is having a hard time with one of My posts. This one right here. he posted here about the confusion he feels at My mere thinking about it. As I have thought deeper and more realistically about introducing cuckoldry into our lifestyle, I have realized that it's not exactly what I need (or t needs), but similiar.

I want to incorporate others into our lives. I don't want a boyfriend/girlfriend. I certainly don't need that hassle in my life, especially right now. Perhaps a playmate for t, or two, totally submissive playmates. How does that benefit Me you ask? There are certain needs that t has that I am just not able to meet. Does that mean I wont try from time to time? No. However it would make things so much easier on me to be able to use another to meet those needs. Especially with the events that are coming up next month. Also, I feel the need to be worshipped, constantly, by someone that is totally submissive. I and t were a vanilla couple before entering our special relationship. There are still times when he isn't submissive and I don't like it. It throws Me off. Sometimes it turns Me off to the point that I refuse to even think about playing. It would be nice to have a pet that has never tried to be in charge. So basically what I think I am saying is that t hasn't surrendered himself to Me completely, and that is what I need.

So.

If I could paint the picture of the perfect pet.......

he would cherish every second with Me. Good or bad. he would want to please Me sexually, emotionally, physically.....in every way. Shape. And form.

his whole world would be centered around Me. his one concern would be whether I was pleased, satisfied...taken care of. Though his needs would not suffer, Mine would come first, but he would go to the ends of the earth to make sure that I am thoroughly happy.

he would not hold back. he would be proud to be My pet and let it be known.

he would accept any decisions I make without questioning Me and be happy with it. he would never, ever tell Me no. he could reason with me and plead his case, but in the end, accept My decisions.

he would never try to "top from the bottom". That is such a turn off!

There are more details however I wont bore you with them. But what I'm saying is that I need for t to surrender completely. he can be as dominant as he needs to be outside of the house, but with me, he needs to check it at the door.

Now that I have covered the "this", it's time to move on to that. I need that.

I have been looking at houses that offer the space needed to create the perfect playroom for I and t. I believe that a playroom is essential in any D/s relationship. It would be nice to have the perfect space used only for those special needs. I am unable to have that where we currently live due to space constraints and it is a contributing factor to needs not being met. I often picture what the room would look like, smell like and feel like. I can't wait to create the perfect space for I and t!

With that said, it's time to move onto other things. I am putting t back into chastity tonight. I don't keep him in permanently, but we are going to work on that. I can't stand the thought of him touching My cock when I am not around. I'm also going to talk to him about changes that need to be made in our relationship. I'm not digging the on/off thing we have going. I need something more permanent. I must have 100% submission. Mind. Body and Soul.

It's time.

Comments or questions?

L

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

To me :)

Very Well Said!

 I love the way fur sissy explained submission. Go here.

Good job fur sissy.

L

I Want This

THIS right here. My birthday is in just a few days. Let's see what I get.

L

Interesting....

I'm not sure exactly how I feel about this. I do know that I keep finding myself reading blogs that are centered around this. It all sounds so fascinating, especially this. 

Pros and cons:

Pros: A lot of My and t's needs would be met. It would be exciting. It would make me feel alive to be worshiped by more than one pet.

Cons: I'm a very jealous person, as is t (I believe). I have a tendency to act on impulse and regret later. t might also have regrets later. 

Could I?

Could t?

Should we?

What are your thoughts?

L

My Day in a Nutshell

When I think of things to come....I touch myself. 

The count down is on my darling sub, you have a lot of time to make up for.

L

That's Right, Just A Bit Longer

Activities are on hold around here, just for a little bit longer. 


Enjoy your rest my pet.


L

This Is Sexy

It brings back the memory of a sensory deprivation scene. 

t was blind folded, the erotic scent of my favorite candle was filling the air, the room darkened and Enya was playing in the back ground. t was also bound to the bed. I not only took away his freedom, but I also took control of his senses. I became his primary focus. 

Seeing t laying there so vulnerable gave me an overwhelming sense of satisfaction. The way his muscles tensed when I touched him was sexy as hell. I could almost hear his mind begging me to touch him and stop touching him at the same time. As I ran my fingers through his hair and over his body, I could see the need building. As I pinched and bit his nipples, I could hear the sharp intake of his breath...he wanted more...he needed more.  I used my leather paddle to slowly, agonizingly trail from the top of his body to his toes, touching lightly, exerting just enough pressure to make him writhe in anticipation....

to be continued....

L

Softer Side

Even a Dominant woman has a softer side. The beauty of this song blows me away. This man has talent. Go here, you will be glad you did. Thank you Mr. Lane.


L

New Beginnings

So I decided to start this blog to share the journey of being a Dominant Wife. I hope you enjoy taking this journey with us. 


More to follow.


L