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Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Written on 03/23/2011
So I have been meditating so that I would no longer be a big grand mess. I'm in a better place. Then today I noticed my jealousy had subsided. Instead of focusing on other broads I started to just focus on my place, my purpose, my role. That . I made me feel alot better. I reminded myself that I am Master's slave. Not His swing partner not His fuck buddy but His slave. His property. I don't know how many times He has told me that. I was just letting my jealousy cloud my mind and that one fact. I am His :-) Everyone else can call Him Chase, daddy, or maybe even Sir. I can say Master. Now that has more meaning and value to me than anything else. I am so fucking happy right now. Why do I have to keep reminding myself?
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Reflections of Your slave
Master You have assigned Your slave to write about her servitude, her aspirations, and goals as Your slave as well as her fears Master.
Starting out Your slave was a little unsure what to expect even after all the readings and speaking to other slaves. Your slave remembers her nervousness our first times together. Not nervousness of being in Your presence but Nervous because she did not know what would come next, what does Master have in mind? Your slave still does not know what to expect. Your slave is humble to You. Your slave never has and never will disrespect or embarrass You. Master looking back at these past six months everyday Your slave looked forward to her tasks and training. Your slave looks forward to receiving praise when she has completed a task for You and knowing that You were pleased. Your satisfaction is Your slaves satisfaction. Your slave wants to please her Master every moment that she can. Wanting to please whenever an opportunity arises Master. Your slave can not imagine being under another Master. Your slave, Your bitch, Your property, Your creation belongs to You and solely You. Your slave is proud to be Yours. Being under You, serving for You, pleasing You, and obeying You gives Your slave fulfillment, she feels compete.
As always Your slave aspires to do better; to be a better slave. Your slave wants to continue to do her best and continue to knock down the walls of insecurity that she has. Your slave is continuously growing and learning and is OPEN to TRY. There are many things that Your slave is looking forward to doing. Reading and looking at pics sparks Your slaves imagination and she shares with You her thoughts.
Being submissive feels like it comes naturally to Your slave. It is who Your slave is from the time Your slave wakes up till the time Your slave goes to bed and some nights; even in her dreams.
Master Your slave has two fears. The first fear is of public humiliation. However Your slave does want to experience public humiliation but Your slave just knows the first time she experiences this the fear and the adrenaline….Your slave can’t quite imagine it right now. Your slave is sure that she will write an amazing blog once she does experiences it. Your slaves second fear is not being Your slave anymore.
Your slave has enjoyed being Your slave. There has not been a moment that Your slave has disliked or has disagreed with what You have done. Every moment has been pleasurable. Or painful which Your slave enjoys just as much possibly MORE ;-) Your slave wants to continue to grow with You and continue to test her Limits and push past them. Your slave WANTS to be Your house slave to be there everyday to serve You. Your slave knows Your DESIRES and she wants more than anything to be able to fulfill them Master.
Starting out Your slave was a little unsure what to expect even after all the readings and speaking to other slaves. Your slave remembers her nervousness our first times together. Not nervousness of being in Your presence but Nervous because she did not know what would come next, what does Master have in mind? Your slave still does not know what to expect. Your slave is humble to You. Your slave never has and never will disrespect or embarrass You. Master looking back at these past six months everyday Your slave looked forward to her tasks and training. Your slave looks forward to receiving praise when she has completed a task for You and knowing that You were pleased. Your satisfaction is Your slaves satisfaction. Your slave wants to please her Master every moment that she can. Wanting to please whenever an opportunity arises Master. Your slave can not imagine being under another Master. Your slave, Your bitch, Your property, Your creation belongs to You and solely You. Your slave is proud to be Yours. Being under You, serving for You, pleasing You, and obeying You gives Your slave fulfillment, she feels compete.
As always Your slave aspires to do better; to be a better slave. Your slave wants to continue to do her best and continue to knock down the walls of insecurity that she has. Your slave is continuously growing and learning and is OPEN to TRY. There are many things that Your slave is looking forward to doing. Reading and looking at pics sparks Your slaves imagination and she shares with You her thoughts.
Being submissive feels like it comes naturally to Your slave. It is who Your slave is from the time Your slave wakes up till the time Your slave goes to bed and some nights; even in her dreams.
Master Your slave has two fears. The first fear is of public humiliation. However Your slave does want to experience public humiliation but Your slave just knows the first time she experiences this the fear and the adrenaline….Your slave can’t quite imagine it right now. Your slave is sure that she will write an amazing blog once she does experiences it. Your slaves second fear is not being Your slave anymore.
Your slave has enjoyed being Your slave. There has not been a moment that Your slave has disliked or has disagreed with what You have done. Every moment has been pleasurable. Or painful which Your slave enjoys just as much possibly MORE ;-) Your slave wants to continue to grow with You and continue to test her Limits and push past them. Your slave WANTS to be Your house slave to be there everyday to serve You. Your slave knows Your DESIRES and she wants more than anything to be able to fulfill them Master.
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Yummy Yummy
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Saturday, March 12, 2011
Who Ate The Cookies From The Cookie Jar (Dream 1)
He walks into the room holding the leash leading His pet into the room. She crawls on her hands and knees behind her Master. He instructs her to lie down on the bed, He blindfolds her and ties her hands to the bed post. She hears the door shut. *jingles* What is that sound, what does Master have in store for her today? Master sits down beside her on the bed and lifts her knees up and spreads her legs open while holding them. Mmm she loves His touch. His hands are like no other mans hands and she can always tell that it is Him even when she can not see. *jingles* ?!? Master's pet gets nervous she is trying to figure out what the noise is especially since both of Master's hands are on her. There must be another person in the room. His pet sensed someone coming between her thighs. She felt something cold on her pussy. Cold and damp. She felt soft silky hair brush up against her thighs. No jingles. Still. She heard a deep exhale. Master's pet is blinded and bound. The thoughts are racing through her head trying to imagine what is about to happen. And then she felt it. She felt the tongue lick up and down her pussy. Gentle, soft, fast licks all over her clit. Master's pet felt the warm tongue go inside her pussy. She moaned. *jingles* She wanted to take her hands and shove the person's head in further but she couldn't they were restrained. Her legs quivered but Her Master held them in place. "do you like that My slut"?, He said. "Yes Daddy". "I see My pet is enjoying her treat that Daddy is giving her." "Yes Daddy". The jingling is constant it sounds like X-Mas bells and Master's pet is being unwrapped. Was she getting a treat or was she THE TREAT??
"Mmm, I see My dirty slut wants to cum, but she can't. Not right now." "Yes Daddy". Master's pet was at the brink of ecstasy but she remembered Master's words. She had to hold back. Not yet. Not until He gave her permission. The person's tongue felt like it went further, DEEPER inside her pussy with each lick. She felt the warm tongue moving against her pussy walls, then up and down her clit. Damn whoever this is they didn't miss a drip. It felt like she was being fucked and licked at the same time. *jingles*
Master's pet tried to control her squirms but the sensation was so pleasurable. She whimpered and whined and then begged for permission. "Daddy PLEASE can Your slut cum, Daddy do You wish for Your bitch to cum Daddy"? The only thing Master's pet heard was the person with the silky soft hair lapping away at her juices. The hot tongue sliding in and out of her pussy. Master's hands holding her shaky knees. Time went by and Master's and then they came, the words she waiting to hear.
"Yes cunt, you can cum for Daddy. Let Daddy see". "Daddy yes Daddy, yes Daddy, yes Daddy" she repeated as her head moved from side to side. Master's pet pulled on the wrist restraints, her body tensed and she arched her back. She felt her hot juices slither down between her ass. But it wasn't there for long, it was licked right up. All of her cream that gushed out of her pussy was tasted and Master's pet could tell nothing was left to spare.
Master's pet continued to shake. Her clit tender and sensitive to touch. Master's hands let her knees go and she heard the last jingle. Mmmm. She squeezed her legs together and rocked her hips side to side. She smiled. She felt something wet rubbing against her ankle. She felt the soft silky hair. Master released her hands and slid her blindfold off of her eyes.
Master's pet slowly opened her eyes. Sensitive to the light she blinked until they came into focus. Master smiled "Good Girl". "Yes Daddy". *jingles* Master's pet turned to the bottom of the bed to see what the jingles were.
Cookie?!? What was Cookie doing out of her cage. Guess Cookie was doing what her Master told her to do. Hmmm, Cookie ate my cookies. And drank my milk. Master's pet crawled over to the little Yorkie and kissed her on her nose. *sniff* "Smells like someone ate all their TREATS".
...I opened my eyes from my dream. I was alone laying in bed no Master, no Dog, no jingles, just the memory of my dream. I put my hands between my legs and felt the moistness. I smiled then grabbed the blanket and rolled back over to sleep.
"Mmm, I see My dirty slut wants to cum, but she can't. Not right now." "Yes Daddy". Master's pet was at the brink of ecstasy but she remembered Master's words. She had to hold back. Not yet. Not until He gave her permission. The person's tongue felt like it went further, DEEPER inside her pussy with each lick. She felt the warm tongue moving against her pussy walls, then up and down her clit. Damn whoever this is they didn't miss a drip. It felt like she was being fucked and licked at the same time. *jingles*
Master's pet tried to control her squirms but the sensation was so pleasurable. She whimpered and whined and then begged for permission. "Daddy PLEASE can Your slut cum, Daddy do You wish for Your bitch to cum Daddy"? The only thing Master's pet heard was the person with the silky soft hair lapping away at her juices. The hot tongue sliding in and out of her pussy. Master's hands holding her shaky knees. Time went by and Master's and then they came, the words she waiting to hear.
"Yes cunt, you can cum for Daddy. Let Daddy see". "Daddy yes Daddy, yes Daddy, yes Daddy" she repeated as her head moved from side to side. Master's pet pulled on the wrist restraints, her body tensed and she arched her back. She felt her hot juices slither down between her ass. But it wasn't there for long, it was licked right up. All of her cream that gushed out of her pussy was tasted and Master's pet could tell nothing was left to spare.
Master's pet continued to shake. Her clit tender and sensitive to touch. Master's hands let her knees go and she heard the last jingle. Mmmm. She squeezed her legs together and rocked her hips side to side. She smiled. She felt something wet rubbing against her ankle. She felt the soft silky hair. Master released her hands and slid her blindfold off of her eyes.
Master's pet slowly opened her eyes. Sensitive to the light she blinked until they came into focus. Master smiled "Good Girl". "Yes Daddy". *jingles* Master's pet turned to the bottom of the bed to see what the jingles were.
Cookie?!? What was Cookie doing out of her cage. Guess Cookie was doing what her Master told her to do. Hmmm, Cookie ate my cookies. And drank my milk. Master's pet crawled over to the little Yorkie and kissed her on her nose. *sniff* "Smells like someone ate all their TREATS".
...I opened my eyes from my dream. I was alone laying in bed no Master, no Dog, no jingles, just the memory of my dream. I put my hands between my legs and felt the moistness. I smiled then grabbed the blanket and rolled back over to sleep.
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No Comunicado 3/6/2011
I crawled on the inside roof of my car looking through muddy water.
Searching.
My hand is cut open bleeding but still I am on my hands and knees looking.
In pain, wet, and freezing. I don't stop. I keep searching for what I need to find.
I see my self like an out of body experience or better yet like I am sitting at home on my couch watching a Lifetime movie. Yelling at the the TV "crazy bitch get out the car 'for it blows up".
But it wasn't a movie. This was real.
I have to let Him know. I have to call Master.
Master! He was all that was on my mind at this very point in time.
Calling Him to update Him.
I must have been out of my mind crawling through a totaled car looking for a cell phone. Even if I found my phone, it is probably damaged from all the rain and mud.
I keep searching. Why can't I find it.
A sadness comes over me. I drop my head and realize that I am out of time.
On my hands and knees I turn around and crawl through the muddy water and glass. Crawl out the back window and stand on the side of the highway. I look at the wreckage.
I am glad my family is alive. I am glad that I am alive.
I want my phone.
I want my Master.
Searching.
My hand is cut open bleeding but still I am on my hands and knees looking.
In pain, wet, and freezing. I don't stop. I keep searching for what I need to find.
I see my self like an out of body experience or better yet like I am sitting at home on my couch watching a Lifetime movie. Yelling at the the TV "crazy bitch get out the car 'for it blows up".
But it wasn't a movie. This was real.
I have to let Him know. I have to call Master.
Master! He was all that was on my mind at this very point in time.
Calling Him to update Him.
I must have been out of my mind crawling through a totaled car looking for a cell phone. Even if I found my phone, it is probably damaged from all the rain and mud.
I keep searching. Why can't I find it.
A sadness comes over me. I drop my head and realize that I am out of time.
On my hands and knees I turn around and crawl through the muddy water and glass. Crawl out the back window and stand on the side of the highway. I look at the wreckage.
I am glad my family is alive. I am glad that I am alive.
I want my phone.
I want my Master.
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Wednesday, March 9, 2011
A Big Grand Mess
I don't even know where to begin. First off I think I'm going to delete my Facebook and Twitter I've been thinking what is really the point. I rarely socialize with people in person why online. If I call you or text that is good enough. Okay that was random.
I have been such a bad girl :-( I don't know what I was thinking. After I told Master what I have done I wished a had kept my FN mouth shut but then that would have been an omission and to me an omission is a lie and I despise lies. Coming clean and telling the truth always makes me feel better I just accept the outcome from my actions as an adult and deal. In this case I accept my punishment and thank Master for it. I'm still trying to figure out how to carry my punishment out with one good hand and one good side. I guess I'll figure it out. I'm just worried that I can't complete my punishment the way Master wants me to. *sigh* Damn car accident.
I'm feeling like a big grand mess right now. Sitting here doing what? Not a got damn thing. Thoughts all fucked up, diet all fucked up, emotions all fucked up. I don't know what the hell I'm doing right now. I need to go upstairs and test my swinging arm. It doesn't matter I will push through the pain when I get up there. I need to push myself to be a better slave. I am always re-evaluating myself and telling myself to do better. I think I am my worse critic yet I don't take criticism well from others. Hmm?
Master mentioned the possibility of a sister. I'm going to have to come back to that another time cause that doesn't fall under this "Big Grand Mess blog". My location and my thoughts and emotions (yeah, emotions *rolls eyes*) that I have from being away from Master is a big grand mess and I guess I can tie the sister thing into these thoughts somewhere along the lines but I'd rather not mess with my mind like that cause then that would be all fucked up.
After this past weekend I just want to distance myself from the family and just move but who knows how long that will all take.
Once again my thoughts are all jumbled up and all over the place. Damn I need to get focused. No excuses. Something else for me to work on.
I have been such a bad girl :-( I don't know what I was thinking. After I told Master what I have done I wished a had kept my FN mouth shut but then that would have been an omission and to me an omission is a lie and I despise lies. Coming clean and telling the truth always makes me feel better I just accept the outcome from my actions as an adult and deal. In this case I accept my punishment and thank Master for it. I'm still trying to figure out how to carry my punishment out with one good hand and one good side. I guess I'll figure it out. I'm just worried that I can't complete my punishment the way Master wants me to. *sigh* Damn car accident.
I'm feeling like a big grand mess right now. Sitting here doing what? Not a got damn thing. Thoughts all fucked up, diet all fucked up, emotions all fucked up. I don't know what the hell I'm doing right now. I need to go upstairs and test my swinging arm. It doesn't matter I will push through the pain when I get up there. I need to push myself to be a better slave. I am always re-evaluating myself and telling myself to do better. I think I am my worse critic yet I don't take criticism well from others. Hmm?
Master mentioned the possibility of a sister. I'm going to have to come back to that another time cause that doesn't fall under this "Big Grand Mess blog". My location and my thoughts and emotions (yeah, emotions *rolls eyes*) that I have from being away from Master is a big grand mess and I guess I can tie the sister thing into these thoughts somewhere along the lines but I'd rather not mess with my mind like that cause then that would be all fucked up.
After this past weekend I just want to distance myself from the family and just move but who knows how long that will all take.
Once again my thoughts are all jumbled up and all over the place. Damn I need to get focused. No excuses. Something else for me to work on.
Friday, March 4, 2011
Mental Fabrication Of The Dripping Pussy
Today I'm going to meditate and clear my mind. Cause right now my pussy is consuming all my thoughts. I feel like if I was riding dick I would turn into that psycho bitch from I'm Gonna Get You Sucka. And instead of yelling Cramps! I'll yell Dick! Then snap the mufuccas head off. Hmm that's not good but that is what I am thinking. Sitting here at my desk and I can feel the drips running down my pussy walls and gathering in the seat of my panties. So FN distracted. I'm at work fingers tapping the keyboard; eyes staring at the screen. My mind is in my jeans pulling my thong to the side and stroking my pussy and sucking on my clit. Oh gosh I just felt some wetness between my ass. *bites lips* Yeah I think I may take an early lunch can't wait an hour to get my mind right.
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Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Thank You Master
Days later when my body is still in pain I just sit and think how I ended up like this. Thank You Master.
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