Journal of my exploration into the domination submission world of D/s and how I struggle between my submissive heart and my logical feminist mind that tells me submission is wrong while my body and heart tell me it is sooooh right!
Thursday, December 29, 2011
A Quick Thought
The clothes lay scattered on the floor. The steam seeps out from behind the door and I tentatively place one hand inside. Deciding it's perfect, I slide the door the rest of the way open and step inside. The hot water hits my skin and I instantly relax. I stand for a moment and let the water hit my face. Running down over my shoulders, it swirls over my skin, gently pooling around my feet. Turning slowly, I let the heat permeate my body. My hair becomes quickly saturated and I let my hands smooth it down over my scalp. My eyes closed, my head back, I relax for a moment and think of you.
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Merry Christmas
I lay waiting for you under the tree. My hair down around my shoulders, my body propped on one elbow, two bows strategically placed around me. I wait for you, hoping you come to me soon, waiting to feel your touch to warm my skin on this cold morning.
I anticipate your touch. I wait to feel your hands sliding through my hair. I wait to feel your lips press against mine drawing the passion from me. I wait for your fingers to slip down and untie the bows, to feel your fingertips caress my skin. I wait for the moment in which we surrender to each other. In this moment the passion will break free, a hunger in need. I wait for the feeling of your body pressed against mine, your hands and lips devouring me. I want you to feel to heat between my thighs, the ache and desire that waits for you. I want you to feel how wet I am just thinking about you here with me.
I will wait for you, come this Christmas...
I anticipate your touch. I wait to feel your hands sliding through my hair. I wait to feel your lips press against mine drawing the passion from me. I wait for your fingers to slip down and untie the bows, to feel your fingertips caress my skin. I wait for the moment in which we surrender to each other. In this moment the passion will break free, a hunger in need. I wait for the feeling of your body pressed against mine, your hands and lips devouring me. I want you to feel to heat between my thighs, the ache and desire that waits for you. I want you to feel how wet I am just thinking about you here with me.
I will wait for you, come this Christmas...
Thursday, December 8, 2011
I Need Help
I am heading up the biggest fundraiser of the year for my daughters dance group. It is their Annual Showcase. We need to raise $30,000 this year and this event helps put a big dent in that number. We currently have $11,000 so as you can see we need a lot of help.
What I need is new ideas. I need to do low cost (close to free as possible) fundraising ideas to do at the show. So if you have an idea or steal one from a event that you have attending...I'm all ears.
Thank you for your help...
What I need is new ideas. I need to do low cost (close to free as possible) fundraising ideas to do at the show. So if you have an idea or steal one from a event that you have attending...I'm all ears.
Thank you for your help...
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Office War
I was told yesterday that my job hours and pay will be cut in half starting January 2ed. After 8 years with this company and putting up with my bipolar boss, I cant believe this is how I am being treated. It seems just as I start to get ahead in life something or someone take it away.
But here is the kicker. My other boss, the CFO wrote the big boss a letter saying what an ass he is. Spelling out that his hate for me is just because he likes being a bully to me. And all that he said about people not thinking I am nice is bull shit since he had never gotten a single complaint about my work or my attitude. He really stood up for me...telling the boss how sweet I was and a hard worker. And that saving the company 20k a year is nothing and he needed to cut back on his 40k a month spending on his personal shit.
So, I don't know if that will change anything but I am kicking it into high gear to find another job.
Hope none of you mind me venting here but it is the big reason why I haven't written much lately. Thanks for listening...
But here is the kicker. My other boss, the CFO wrote the big boss a letter saying what an ass he is. Spelling out that his hate for me is just because he likes being a bully to me. And all that he said about people not thinking I am nice is bull shit since he had never gotten a single complaint about my work or my attitude. He really stood up for me...telling the boss how sweet I was and a hard worker. And that saving the company 20k a year is nothing and he needed to cut back on his 40k a month spending on his personal shit.
So, I don't know if that will change anything but I am kicking it into high gear to find another job.
Hope none of you mind me venting here but it is the big reason why I haven't written much lately. Thanks for listening...
Friday, December 2, 2011
Daughter Troubles Again
For most kids, Christmas is an exciting time of year. They love to decorate and enjoy doing holiday stuff with the family. Of course by the 25th of December they are jumping out of their skin, cant wait to open their gifts.
For my daughter this is especally true. She is such a sweet girl and loves spending time with her family and loves to decorate the tree and the house. And at age (almost 15) I think this is a rear thing for a teenager so why is her father so determand to do things with out her. He and his two other kids put up a tree and decorated the in and outside of the house. My daughter came home the the other day almost in tears that he didnt wait for her to get home from dance class and then my house. (She stays with him 3 nights a week so its not like he only sees her once a month)
I really feel sorry for her. She wants to love her father and his family but he makes it so hard for her to do that and ends up just hurting her feelings.
Well, the other day I let her and her brother pick out a tree, decorate it and this weekend we are going to local park that is decorated in Christmas lights. It should be a lot of fun.
Hope you all have a wonderful weekend...
For my daughter this is especally true. She is such a sweet girl and loves spending time with her family and loves to decorate the tree and the house. And at age (almost 15) I think this is a rear thing for a teenager so why is her father so determand to do things with out her. He and his two other kids put up a tree and decorated the in and outside of the house. My daughter came home the the other day almost in tears that he didnt wait for her to get home from dance class and then my house. (She stays with him 3 nights a week so its not like he only sees her once a month)
I really feel sorry for her. She wants to love her father and his family but he makes it so hard for her to do that and ends up just hurting her feelings.
Well, the other day I let her and her brother pick out a tree, decorate it and this weekend we are going to local park that is decorated in Christmas lights. It should be a lot of fun.
Hope you all have a wonderful weekend...
Monday, November 28, 2011
Submitting
"Come here. "
You watch me walk toward you, my head down. Knowing it's how you like me to be, submissive, willing to do what you ask. I come to stand in front of you and you look me over. My body wants to give you a night of pleasure. You step forward a bit and breathe me in. It makes you internally groan at the anticipation of what you are about to do. You walk around behind me letting your fingers trail across my shoulder and neck. My breathing harder now. Your hands drifts over my shoulder and down my naked back, I moan softly... "Sit on the chair," You whisper in my ear. I comply eagerly and sit in the hard wooden chair next to where your standing. Still behind me, running your fingers through my hair then pull on it hard. "Do you want it, slut?" you inquire a bit menacingly, "Do you want to be my filthy whore?" "Yes Master," I whisper, "Let me be your whore, your slut, your dirty girl" I can feel the heat between my legs growing as I sit here.
You step back from me and reach into the drawer and pull out restraints. You put them on nice and tight. I feel them tighten if I try to move too much. I love feeling of being restrained, I love the feel of helplessness, the feeling of submission.
What will you do to me next? Maybe you will force me to give you head. To hold my head, as I am restrained, onto your hard throbbing cock....Maybe you will just play with every hole? Tease me with your mouth and fingers....Maybe you will give me a soapy sponge bath. The feel of the warm water being poured over me. Letting the water to only touch me... Perhaps, you will let another woman in and you tell her what you want to see her do to me?
Any of these situations turn you on?
You watch me walk toward you, my head down. Knowing it's how you like me to be, submissive, willing to do what you ask. I come to stand in front of you and you look me over. My body wants to give you a night of pleasure. You step forward a bit and breathe me in. It makes you internally groan at the anticipation of what you are about to do. You walk around behind me letting your fingers trail across my shoulder and neck. My breathing harder now. Your hands drifts over my shoulder and down my naked back, I moan softly... "Sit on the chair," You whisper in my ear. I comply eagerly and sit in the hard wooden chair next to where your standing. Still behind me, running your fingers through my hair then pull on it hard. "Do you want it, slut?" you inquire a bit menacingly, "Do you want to be my filthy whore?" "Yes Master," I whisper, "Let me be your whore, your slut, your dirty girl" I can feel the heat between my legs growing as I sit here.
You step back from me and reach into the drawer and pull out restraints. You put them on nice and tight. I feel them tighten if I try to move too much. I love feeling of being restrained, I love the feel of helplessness, the feeling of submission.
What will you do to me next? Maybe you will force me to give you head. To hold my head, as I am restrained, onto your hard throbbing cock....Maybe you will just play with every hole? Tease me with your mouth and fingers....Maybe you will give me a soapy sponge bath. The feel of the warm water being poured over me. Letting the water to only touch me... Perhaps, you will let another woman in and you tell her what you want to see her do to me?
Any of these situations turn you on?
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Happy ThanksGiving
There has been such hardship this past year in my life. Emotionally and financially. But I would like to give Thanks to all the people who follow my blog, my new and old friends, and most of my family who have given me love and support this year. I do see light at the end of this very long tunnel and I am grateful for that.
I am learning valuable lessons and working hard on my strategies on how to achieve my goals. I have learned that to get what you want you have to go after it....Being a submissive woman sometimes makes it hard for me to do that. My personality does not always allow that but as my submissive journey continues I am going to try this up coming year to work out those differences.
Please have a safe and warming Thanksgiving. I will think of all of you and wish you all thanks for your loving support.
I am learning valuable lessons and working hard on my strategies on how to achieve my goals. I have learned that to get what you want you have to go after it....Being a submissive woman sometimes makes it hard for me to do that. My personality does not always allow that but as my submissive journey continues I am going to try this up coming year to work out those differences.
Please have a safe and warming Thanksgiving. I will think of all of you and wish you all thanks for your loving support.
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
I Want You
Can you see how much I want you?
I can’t control myself around you.
Just the scent of you arouses me.
I want you.
I need you.
Fuck me.
Please fuck me.
Don’t wait for me to ask.
If you want me, take me.
I always want you.
I want you all over me.
I want your hands, your lips, your body, on mine.
Fuck me.
Use me.
Take me for your own pleasure.
I can’t control myself around you.
Just the scent of you arouses me.
I want you.
I need you.
Fuck me.
Please fuck me.
Don’t wait for me to ask.
If you want me, take me.
I always want you.
I want you all over me.
I want your hands, your lips, your body, on mine.
Fuck me.
Use me.
Take me for your own pleasure.
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Some Thoughts
Some people cant take NO for an answer. My ex keeps calling and texting me asking me to go out with him. That he loves me and talks about how he misses the sex. The more he talks about it the more turned off I get. It is really hard to trust what he says and he seems to think it is me pushing him away and I am the one with the issues...the truth is, maybe he is right but all I want is honesty from him. I want a man who cares not only for me but for my kids and respects my family.
My biggest thing is Trust. I love being able to talk openly and feel a connection when talking to that someone special. I want to feel like I care all that happens to him and enjoy his life journey. The good and the bad.
I know I write about my sexual fantasies and as most of you know that most of my stories are based on truth but in reality if the chemistry isn't there and the connection isnt just right the fantasies will always be fantasies.
Have a wonderful day....
My biggest thing is Trust. I love being able to talk openly and feel a connection when talking to that someone special. I want to feel like I care all that happens to him and enjoy his life journey. The good and the bad.
I know I write about my sexual fantasies and as most of you know that most of my stories are based on truth but in reality if the chemistry isn't there and the connection isnt just right the fantasies will always be fantasies.
Have a wonderful day....
Friday, November 11, 2011
Happy Veterans Day
This shall remain the land of the free only so long as it is the home of the brave. -Elmer Davis
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