I Love being the small spoon.
I fit so perfect inside him.
This doesn’t make me lesser than.
This doesn’t make him more than.
I love being the small spoon.
Being nude right against him.
His arm holding me.
My tush lightly grazing his cock in the night.
I love being the small spoon.
Him holding a breast in his hand in his sleep.
His random whisper of “I love you” in my ear, in the dark.
I love being the small spoon.
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There are a couple outdoor kink events that happen annually. For a couple years now, the boy and I have been wanting to experience one of them even though we are not really campers. Last summer, we finally got the chance. This was on a smaller scale than other events we knew of and we were excited to go.
When one says camping, it usually means tents, sleeping bags on the floor. Our camping was in a small cabin. Now, it did have the very bare basics. No refrigerator. Any food that was to be kept cold was kept in an ice chest we brought . Toilet was the ole “If it’s yellow, let it mellow. If it’s brown, flush it down”. However, flushing meant taking a bucket of water and pouring it down the toilet. But we didn’t come for the accommodations.
This was our chance to play in the forest, in the great outdoors, nature! And we did! Imagine if you will, naked, dirty and bound to stakes in the ground. That was my boy and oh what I did to him……..
There were other activities done on that long weekend that included bondage and other delicious things.. I wish more were done involving trees and such. Well, that is what next time is for.
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One of so many reasons why I love b is because he is a big man. He is tall and big in size all over. (get your minds out of the gutter! That is not what I mean! ) There is just one teeny problem with that. We can’t buy off the rack (so to speak) much of the time for BDSM gear. His collar was custom fit. It’s difficult finding wrist cuffs/ankle shackles. For a long time, I have wanted b to have a leather sensory deprivation hood but ones we have found are just stock made or expensive. I don’t mind buying an item that is a little pricey if it is quality made but when these are found online, it’s hard to really know. This leads me to the following rant
Niagra Falls isn’t real far from us, so there have been a few times now we’ve been there for a weekend. We love it there. b proposed to me there. So I see us going back more in the future. A couple of times we have driven a little out of the way to the falls to go to a shop in Stratford. It has some nice BDSM/sex stuff. The people running it were nice to us. We bought a custom made gag there. It came a little late to us. We had to email a little nudge. But when we got it, it was wonderful. It fit well and it was good quality, so we let the lateness go.
On a recent trip we went there again and found out a custom mask could be made for b. We were thrilled! Measurements were taken of b’s head. We were told it would take four weeks. She would let us know when it’s being sent to us. We left the shop.
Four weeks go by and not a word. I wrote to ask how things are going. She tells me she has been sick with the flu but is now working on the backed up orders. She would get to ours as soon as she can. Well, a message, a phone call and five months later, we still have not heard a thing about the mask.
We got tired of chasing after this. Tired of having to nudge. It shouldn’t have to be this way. From what I observed, it seems this shop has a very small staff. If that is the case, then I understand work being backed up if *the* person who creates and customizes is unavailable. My thinking would be then, hire another or don’t take on so much work if there is a chance you can’t keep up on it. In any case, we will not be buying from them. Not with the customer service we received.
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On Fetlife, there was a meme going around. It was “A haiku for my ex”. It was inspired by this
Some chose to write a haiku for one ex. Others chose to do it for more. I don’t usually do memes, especially om my blog. But I thought this was cute. I have decided my haikus would be on three of my female exes/women I’ve seen.
She loaned me her blue plaid pendleton shirt
I left lipstick kisses on her
Would it ever be more than fruit yogurt?
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My mind was blown
Thank you for asshole in ASl
It might have all been innuendos and double entendres
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Right off I was immersed in your spirit
Sexual energy doesn’t scare me
This dolphin will always be elusive
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I have been bad. I have been neglectful in keeping my blog up. It’s been a year since my last post. It has been a busy year. One of the reasons why it’s been busy is because there have been developments in the relationship with b and I. We are living together.
Our relationship had been getting deeper and needed more time and attention and living apart wasn’t taking care of those needs. We were getting deeper in love and needed more time and focus on the M/s aspects.
Since living together, everything is more consistent. This includes being more in service to me. I am able to act on my sadistic whims more freely and frequently. He is just more available to me, period. Even when we have to appear to family as vanilla a good part of the time, things like him doing the laundry, cooking, most of the cleaning and pampering me, it just looks like he is being very attentive partner.
There are still things I am working on. Such as treating him even more like a slave. It’s slow going implementing more rituals. It hasn’t been easy with life things happening making the work inconsistent. Thank goodness b and I are patient people. I see quite the future for us.
The weekend after Valentine’s day we got engaged. So, I must be doing something right.
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I am a water baby. I love water. I love to swim in and be around pools, hot tubs, rivers, lakes, the ocean. I have been known to stay in the shower till the hot water runs out. However, I do not like baths. Well, until the last year or more, I didn’t. I loved the hot water and the bubble bath liquids. But I had trouble sitting still and relaxing for more that ten minutes. It didn’t help that that I am so short, when lying back, I barely reach the end of the tub with the tip of my toes.
Why am I rambling on about baths? Because now, for almost two years now, I love baths. This is all due to b. It is not just because it is a service he is giving me. He gives great attention to getting the water temperature and level just right. He adds wonderful bubble bath. However, that’s not the entire reason bathing has been such a wonderful experience.
He washes my body. It is that simple and at the same time, more than that. It is the care he takes in every inch of my body. The way he works the soapy sponge over me. The intent is to clean. Whether meant or not, there are times when the experience is also sensual. This is also a time I feel great intimacy with b. Not just physical, but emotional as well. It is one of the gentle, loving ways we connect in power exchange. It is one of many ways he shows me how he loves me, honors me and dedication to me. For me, It’s another way of being close, to feel I’m special to have that kind of attention. It is not a question of am I deserving of it. It’s the fact, he is the one that is giving me that attention and service. All the time he is proving to me, he is the one for me. The one I call Mine.
So, after all that being said, I now love baths. But I don’t like them by myself. Baths are always better with b.
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In earlier posts I had mused how I love the thought of having someone locked up in chastity for me. I can’t explain why, but it is a huge turn on for me. Having that kind of control does factor into it. Plus some of the devices just look damn sexy. This has now become a reality for me.
It is everything I thought it would be and more. This fetish started out as a casual interest. I thought it would be fun to have my sub locked up now and then. But once I got a taste of what it was like, the occasional chaste sub wasn’t enough. I love having that control over him. I own his cock. I love how he needs me to be able to use it. He can’t just go masturbate anytime he likes when he has the device on. I hold the key and my permission is needed before he is able to do anything with my cock. He is kept chaste for long periods of time. This is no game. Not play. My slave has had a long time need for this but I am not into it only because it is a fetish of his and this is to please him. This is something I’ve realized I really want too. Independent of his desires. There is just one thing though……
I have a very healthy sex drive. b turns me on immensely. I can’t keep my hands off him. I get so turned on when he is wearing nothing but the device and his cuffs. I want to fuck his brains out. BUT my want and desire to control him, stops me. Both needs in me are strong, but my need to control usually takes over. I get satisfaction out of his suffering for me. Hearing his moans when his desires escalate and the device gets tighter on him as I touch him and tease him.
Because of my sexual needs, b is not in permanent chastity, as in never being released. But he his chastity is for long periods of time. Months at a time. And when he is out, it’s only for as long as I get what I want from him, then he is locked back up again. I never knew I could be into this as much as I am.
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Most of us who are in this lifestyle know that when there is a punishment that both the giver and receiver enjoy, it is actually not a punishment at all. An example of this is top loving to give her bottom a flogging. The bottom loving and anticipating the flogging. So, this is where the word funishment is coined.
I love giving funishments and even when my funishments can get truly sadistic at times, they are not for correctional purposes and b wants them. He wants to take them for me because he knows I enjoy it. Depending on the activity, he also gets a certain thrill out of it too. The pains or other sensations given and received comes from a good place in both of us.
Then there are punishments. Maybe this makes me a bad Master but I don’t like giving *real* punishments. I will give them if need be. I don’t expect there not to be any corrections or discipline needed ever. I know if I don’t give them, b will think he can get away with anything. He has also told me, if I do not correct him, it appears I’m not caring, not paying attention to him. I understand what he means. Still, he does so well by me, I don’t see this as an often occurrence.
It has been a little over a year now that I’ve had b. So far, there have been two punishments. The last time was harsher than the first. It was a punishment for something rather important. I admit, there were mixed feelings. For me, I was angry and disappointed ( in him). I was also uncomfortable giving a harsh punishment while at the same time knowing this was the right thing to do. It was important. Maybe now any other time may not feel as uncomfortable. From his side of things, I can’t speak for b, but I believe he had a mix of feelings when this was done as well.
Both funishment and punishment are parts of what an S/m are about. Funishment I’m so on it. Punishment, I’m still on a learning curve with. I know corrections will be needed. We both understand that. I love my b. He loves to serve me. He serves me well. I am able to do many deliciously sadistic things to him. I couldn’t ask for a better slave.
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In the early part of February, a pivotal thing happened in my relationship with b. I officially collared him and claimed ownership of him. Some people who know us or of us, may have been surprised, think this a little soon or fast to do, but it really felt right for us. We had talked about it for awhile. So we really weren’t impulsive about it or rushed into it.
The collaring and owning is a very important stage for me. Not that we weren’t in a committed before, but this makes a more solid, confirmed element in the relationship with b.. The non vanilla side of it. The commitment to me is similar to committing to a marriage. This is how serious I take this and a way I prove that indeed, I want b to always be mine, to always serve me, be my man, pet, toy, whatever I want him to be for me. It also means I will always take care of him, his physical and mental well being. To not take his submission to me for granted.
I am so proud b is mine. I think about him all the time. I beam when I think of all the things he is to me and all that he does. And as a side note, I don’t understand Dommes who have more than one sub or slave. One is not enough for them. They feel the need for different ones to fill different needs. Or they just like collecting s types. I gave no interest in collecting. That does nothing for me at all. I guess I’m lucky in that I found someone, one person who is everything to me.
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