EPIC – little girl giving in to control

The morning after, still floating, sipping good coffee.

Day 14 of 30 days of pleasure and naughtiness.

There was a hockey game on tv. But that was the last thing on our minds. We had had ice cream cake and had put the little one to bed. As he tapped the mini keg and put it in the fridge and I had grabbed one of my own beers. Normally we might have made cocktails or he would have made a 7&7 but this was a game night and us both being Pittsburgh fans it’s a silent understanding that you only drink beer on that night.

He had seen my tumblr and he knew that little girl needed someone to take control. I needed spanked, to worship his cock and feel little and totally out of control. It wasn’t long that after sitting on the couch he asked me to go over his knee and I looked at him as he told me again. Normally I would have tried a power struggle with him as most times I don’t do well with sudden commands. But I am getting better at it.
I put myself over his lap but this time instead of draping myself over him to where it was very uncomfortable, I put my head on his leg on his distant knee. I kissed his leg and instantly it was more of an intimate moment. He started off with a few and they ranged in strength till he reached his hand down to my freshly shaven pussy to feel how wet I was. Damn slut that I am, I gave myself away. The smacks that continued were not easy ones. But Daddy did it in such a rhythm that there was a smack to each cheek, then a second of rubbing my pussy and clit. Daddy did this several times in a row till he knew I was soaked. Only seconds from squirting all over his lap.

Daddy got up to get a refill on his drink and grabbed the washable marker he saw I had left out after coloring with my son. He drew things on my nipples. Laughing as he wrote ‘bite’ above one and wrote something else below my neck line. Then he told me to get up on the chaise. There again, another second of hesitation. Looking from the chaise to him. But my brain stopped and I went over to the chaise and obeyed. Knowing this night was about nothing else but giving me what we both needed. I needed to make my brain give up.

My pussy was soaked from him spanking me. He slid into me perfectly. Oh what a release it was just to feel him enter me. My brain letting go to udder bliss and my orgasm shaking my body and gripping onto his cock. Then working my body for his mind and needs. My body wanting him to put his seed into me. He had my right leg on his shoulder and my left was wrapped around his waist as his head went back and he groaned in pleasure as he filled me with his cum.

He got up and I licked around his cock, cleaning our cum off of him and he went into the kitchen for a refill as I noticed that I was still nursing one beer. Unusual for me. But I was ok with it. I knew our evening was no where near ending. I went to go into the bathroom but I stopped before I reached the door, he only watched me silently. I stopped and closed my eyes. Asking Daddy if I was allowed to pee. He told me yes but followed me in and tore a strip of paper off and got down on his knees. I looked at him as I chewed on my lips in worry that I would be able to pee with him so close to me. But when I was about to let go he told me no, that I was to open my legs so he could watch. In my mind there was an immediate battle. I knew that I should let him see, that I should be a good little girl. I asked him not to touch me or he would make me stop. I spread my legs, and closed my eyes and tried to let go. It came out so slow and my eyes were squeezed shut so hard. But when I finished I looked at him nervous again as he wanted me to push out to him for him to wipe me. It was so unusual for me that I couldn’t help but give him the funniest look. After, washing our hands and going back out into the living room.

He told me that he would like to cum again when we were in the living room. I moved slowly, my body in bliss and my mind fuzzy as I was on my knees licking and sucking on his cock.  With my mouth on him he got harder but not completely. I tried to work my magic on him. Moaning and pushing myself down again and again on him sealing my lips tighter on the shaft of his cock. He looked down at me and told me that he had to pee and asked me if I would like to take it right there. I asked him if we could do it in the bathroom and he nodded a yes to me.

I was still slightly hesitant but I got slowly down, and he offered his cock in his hand. An action so small. But him holding his cock out to me makes m melt and immediately wet. My Daddy Dom… I wrapped my lips around him and sealed them right where I needed them to be able to swallow quickly. It only took a second for him to start and I was right he went quickly. But Daddy always has a lot of pee and after a good ten swallows and not dripping any, the taste changed. I tongued the tip of his cock and grunted as he took his cock out of my mouth and finished in the toilet. Telling him that it tasted differently he told me it was ok. I was secretly proud for taking his pee as I had not done so in a very long time and we had both mentioned missing it earlier in the week.

He turned around and opened the closet and took out the tools needed for a good impact play and I whimpered as he took out the new impact toy I had bought from extreme restraints. I had hoped I was only getting a nice and good hard flogging but as he grabbed several things I walked out of the bathroom and put myself on all toys on the chaise. Thinking in my head to give up, to let him take control. My Daddy totally capable of taking control for me and knowing what’s best. (Been a long time coming)

There was two smacks on each cheek up in the air and I was expecting the worst. I thought for one foolish moment out loud, oh that’s not that bad. Then he told me that it was just the paddle as he flung it onto the couch. Now was the new object. Kind of like a folded in half belt but much thicker and with a handle. There was hits to each cheek. Not ramping but experimenting. I hurt badly and I wanted no more of it. I cocked my head and looked up to him but he told me two more… why was there always two more? The next two I think were meant to cross both cheeks but when he brought it down flat like that the brunt of the hit was put into the end of it, hitting my right cheek. I gasped and flattened my body. Breathing hard as he walked over to the pile of things.

The flogger came down on my back. Hard hits, not spreading the ends out but it still felt so good to have it on my body. The one tool that I always feel more of a connection and a release to. The hits had no direction. But soon Daddy let the tails spread out on my body as they hit and I rose my body to him. Like a cat does to a long stroke I rose my back and bum out to him. I can only imagine that he smiled.

He asked me to turn around onto my back and felt my pussy and how wet it was. Then bringing his hand down on my pussy I closed my legs trapping his hand. He looked up at me with a look I knew all to well. It was pure reaction. I felt bad as I opened back up my legs. He did it again three or four more times. And then I asked him. Can you please take me to sub space Daddy? I told him that I was half way there and the pussy slaps were nice but they were keeping me from hitting that goal. He looked at me and I couldn’t understand the look. He told me to roll back over. I was sure that I was in trouble.

The most amazing thing happened then. He started hitting me with the flogger but lighter. With direction and purpose hitting each of my body parts one at a time. An order only in his head. As he moved around my body he got the slightest bit harder with every round. Ramping me like we have ever done before. It was the most amazing thing that I had ever felt before.

I don’t know how much time had passed but I started to worry about Daddy started to worry that it was tiring him out. But my brain told me to hush and to just let go. I gave in then. With his hits getting so hard my body had needed it. I started to soar and more time passed. It felt like I was in a dream. Then out of no where pain started to register. I was still very deep in sub space but I cried out the safe word.

He let the flogger fall and looked down at me telling me he was so proud of me. You could hear it in his voice. Asking me if I had enjoyed what he did and I told him that it was the most amazing thing that Id ever felt in my life. That I was soaring. It took a minute to get up. It registered that we didn’t use restraints or blindfolds or anything. I just gave in to him. I was so happy.

Daddy sat down on the couch then and told me that he would like for me to lay on the couch and put his cock in my mouth and rest there. Cock worship, just what I needed. I crawled over to him with a smile on my face and asked Daddy if I could have a drink. I took a few swigs of my drink then. And laid down on the couch and nuzzled his cock happily. I took him in my mouth and hummed on him with my happiness and he reacted immediately. After all he had said that he would like to cum again. It didn’t register to get off the couch and get on my knees. I was too far into sub space.

He stroked himself when I pulled my mouth off of him to breathe. He ordered me to get his phone to take pictures but I had the camera out to charge it earlier so web I handed him both he said he would just use the camera. I laid back down as I had before and got him wet as he took pictures. He had wanted to cover my face. So he stroked with one hand while I watched him greedily. I closed my eyes just in time as he came on my face. Most of it going near my cheek and eye but the last of it going into my open mouth. Almost like a reward. He told me to stay still as he took pictures.

Later he asked if I liked when he came on my face. When I asked him why he asked he told me that he remembered me telling him before that I didn’t like it. I smiled at Daddy and told him that he’s different. – Still drinking coffee. Have some boobs. Lol.

Daddy keeping me in suspension

On Friday Daddy went to the home improvement store and got some things for us to have some special new fun. He put three large eye hooks in the game room ceiling and made me a spreader bar… yes my Daddy made me my spreader bar, thou we think he will make me a longer one now that we see how far it really goes. Cause the cuffs can swing around (no matter how tight they are on, tee hee). Its so pretty and shiny… wanna see?

Daddy played around with me at first, teased me, spanked me, licked around my ball gag. Oh yes I had one in. He circled me telling me how beautiful I am and how much he loves his little girl. Making me feel as wonderful and as special as possible because I was a little uncomfortable being in this new position. I was not able to hide any part of my body at all and I was extremely nervous. I wanted to be able to hit sub space and make Daddy happy but I wasn’t sure if I was going to be able to.

When Daddy wanted to get more serious about the playing he started with the flogger, feeling me out. But it wrapped around horribly even thou he didn’t take it to me as hard as he could have. Every time I tried to move or pull away (thou I could only move my body an inch or two) being bratty Daddy threatened to open the blinds on the double glass doors in front of me. And because I was blindfolded he even pulled on the chain to open them and I heard them swing open and held my breath till they closed. Swinging around I found it very difficult to stay in my heels and I was going to definitely hurt my ankles if I kept it up so I had to get Daddy’s attention. But when he took the heels off of me the cuffs on my hands were definitely too high up and he laughed at me and said that I had better stay on my tippy toes then. Grrrr Daddy.

Daddy then teased me with trying to decide on a number and I was gagged so of course I tried to sputter out trying to tell him five, he then had good fun of course knowing what I was saying. But being the silly little girl that I am I opened up my hands, trying to let him see that only one hand was open and I was wiggling it around frantically. And Daddy laughed and said ‘Oh you want fifteen?’ to which I growled at. I whimpered and kept my hand open to the five and fake cried and whimpered for him some more so that he would understand. He then said nine and I shook my head, I didn’t think I could take nine hits to each part of my body. Daddy then reminded me that he wasn’t going to be able to hit my feet so I should take the nine and be a good little girl about it.

Daddy took the strap to my back, then my butt, hitting around at my thighs lightly and then my breasts and belly. He didn’t take this as hard either as he would have normally but I think neither of us were sure how it would do since when it hits it wraps around the body part and its pointed tip bites into the skin harshly. I wasn’t laying on anything that would keep the strap from wrapping around as much as it liked. I definitely felt the tip more prominently on my sides and on my lower back. However when he took it to my bottom I think it was harder for him cause he is able to hit my bottom better with a short toy when I lay down in front of him. There is still a spot that it marked below my right shoulder blade closer to my side. But Daddy took pictures for you, and yes my skin is that white. I don’t tan, I freckle.

After the strap

Then Daddy took the paddle and my first of many tears came. But I was determined to take all Daddy gave to me. I wanted to take every sting and every hit to take me to that place of subspace where there was only Daddy and me. I remember Daddy teasing my breasts, rubbing the paddle’s leather against the soft roundness of my both my breasts. Then hitting them once each, hard but not too hard. Immediately taking each of them into his mouth, soothing them, then being the Daddy Dom that he is, biting down and making me jump. (inserting another grrr Daddy here)

Finishing up on my front as fast as he could to get it over with (for me) he moved around to my back. Taking the paddle to each of my cheeks once then to my back, making red round circles of pain covering every inch of my back. Even hitting my sides making my body twist, pulling on my restraints, biting down into my ball gag and softly crying. Daddy waited for my body to come back to the position that I was in and centered his attention to each of my cheeks. I sobbed as he finished the last of many hits on my cheeks sucking breaths in around my ball gag.

After the paddle

There are times that after Daddy finishes with the paddle that he takes his hand to my body, knowing that sometimes I crave it. Knowing that it is his touch and not a cold hard instrument. Sometimes he only spanks me, ranging from one to five extremely hard hits. My finale and his little gift to his little girl for not saying the safe word. But he walked around me, taking pictures and telling me again how pretty I am, and how happy he is that I am his. He set the camera down and ran his hands over my breasts.

SMACK! A hit came to each breast, thankfully not quite on center, but enough to shock me and make me suck another hard breath around my gag. Tears flowing freely from the fresh harsh pain searing my skin. Walking around me again to my back he covered every inch where the paddle had hit with his hand. He moved his hand from the top of my shoulder blades to my spine, down me and taking a short second to center himself to get the best angle. The last of the hits came to my bottom, centering them on each cheek. I kept my mind on the number of hits, trying to last. Screams came out of my throat and around from my gag as tears streamed down my face under my blindfold running down to my chin and falling onto my breasts. I dislocated my jaw, pushing my gag out with my tongue feeling it fall and hit my leather collar around my throat.

After his hand

Daddy carefully took off my blindfold, kissing my lips and face, unbuckling my gag and my thick leather collar. Touching me with love and care. Taking each restraint off of my ankles and then setting it aside. Lowering the ropes, taking the wrist restraints off of the hooks and carefully taking them off of my wrists. Guiding me over to the couch, laying me down in against the pillows, kissing me, covering me up with a blanket, kissing me again and telling me he loved me.

Once again we had tried something new, something together. And he did it all in love. He brought me up the stairs to the living room and let me lay on the chaise and I told him my back hurt the most and he rubbed and caressed my back. I have no idea how long, but my skin was soothed in the most intimate way as only Daddy can do.

Daddy’s Rules

She looks to me like shes on a time out, I want these panties so badly.

I meant to post these up before… I have rules now. Daddy has made me four new rules to follow at all times. (In his writing)

1. You will be naked in heels and collar at all time when (my son) is not up.

2. When (my son) is up you may be dressed but in something sexy.

3. You will always be ready to pleasure me.

4. You will do whatever I ask.

I like my rules, they give me the consistency that I always like to have. We like that I now call him Daddy as well. I still call him Love, but calling him Daddy makes me feel so submissive, so… his.

I want to be your good little girl

I really had a struggle to be Daddy’s good girl today. There were two things that Daddy wanted today. He wanted pictures and he wanted me to make him cum. But my struggle was the pictures… He told me he wanted 8 pictures all outside. There was to be four on the bottom deck and four on the top deck. And feeling rather submissive today and wanting to please Daddy as always I went to the bathroom and did my hair just so and my makeup so that I would take nice pictures for him. We had always had a bit of exhibitionism in us both but I had never done this. In the middle of the day (2:30) and by myself. Its easy to dart inside once someone tells you that they have the shot, but doing it yourself with a self timer isn’t nearly as fast as I had hoped it would be.

My son was asleep and per the new rules (I will post after this) I am to be naked at all time when my son is asleep and to be in heels and collar. He was indeed asleep but however on a Monday it seemed that no one was working. There was a guy no more than 18-19 yrs old weed eating not to far away and my neighbors seemed to want to drive out of their garages and come back two minutes later.

All the while I am typing to Daddy, telling him whats going on and he likes that someone is outside and I am to follow his what he has told me no matter what. After two pictures I realize that my beautiful heels that have yet to make it in a picture are so skinny of a heel that its getting caught in the spaces in the deck and I take them off to avoid disaster, telling Daddy of course and making sure its ok.

Feeling that guys hot stare on me was hard. And the sun was very bright… you can tell from the pic above, it was fun taking that one cause I could play with the light to blind out everything else. Love it. It took a long time to come up with the 8 pictures, I wanted the pictures to be perfect for Daddy. So I took one picture out of every series and sent it to him. But still that was alot of time naked outside, with another mans hot stare on me, I could feel it.

At one point he stopped, opened up his phone and pretended to talk to someone… if someone had really called him I am sure he would have said at least hello when he opened it. And then continued to circle the building behind me. *sigh* I’m very nervous on doing things like this at my house. But in the end it took me way too long but Daddy got his pictures. Because I had to prove something to myself… I am his. No one elses, no matter who looks. I’m Daddy’s Dirty Little Girl.

A Yearning Ball of Need

Daddy is away. Even though he comes home soon (very soon) I am finding myself craving him. Finding that I want bent over his lap again, I want to  feel him take me, and release inside of me. The writing that I had posted last night had been on my laptop for a while, just not finished. So I finished it, sent it to his email and posted it on here. I asked him last night if I could sleep with the comfortable purple plug in and he gave me permission.
I have asked him permission to do this before, and come 2 or 3 am I wake up, uncomfortable take it out in my sleepiness and clean it quickly and go back to sleep. But last night was different… last night I was so hot from the blog and didn’t play to even get close to orgasm. And I slept, oh blissful sleep. I don’t sleep well when he isn’t home. Its fitful, often waking in the night, looking around and sighing and trying to get comfortable again. Last night there was none of that. And my little one and I even slept in till almost 9, something unheard of for my little one to do. I woke and smiled a wonderful smile. Such a wonderful feeling to sleep through the night without even remembering a dream.
Thank you Daddy for letting me sleep with it in.
I like the feeling, of it filling me so wonderfully and making me feel open. Making me feel just as if he were here, taking me over and over again. (Oh how I love to be his) We have an exciting weekend coming up. We will be traveling and someone will join us for a little fun at the hotel. (Yay!!) And we will hit the beach and relax. I will love being his Sub in front of someone else. And cant wait to do our new fetish of watersports with someone there as well. This should be a very very fun weekend. Full of Love and fun.

An Obedient Sub

Last Tuesday a lot of nice little things came in via UPS. One of these was something that My Love had patiently anticipated ~ It was the o ring gag. Other things came too, a nice pair of crotchless panties, a new bullet since our last one lasted a week at most, and two plugs. (yay!) I put on the panties for My Love and let him see me in them, and they were ok. But I was hiding something from him and he knew it. (tee hee) He knew that I had ordered one plug but not two. The other one that I had ordered was more to look pretty and have in maybe when we are making love. It has a cute little jewel at the end. But I hid it from My Love and snuck in the bathroom quickly.
When I came out, I pretended like I was just unpacking our other toys. But when he walked into the kitchen he saw the smile on my face and knew that there was something that I wouldn’t let him see b4. And so he knew where to look (one would think that he had started to read my mind) and lifted up the back of my skirt. Mmmmm, and added to the blush on my face when he saw that it wasn’t the plug that I had ordered for all day comfort but something else. Something cute that looks good in my back end. He laughed of course and went to look at his laptop once again to look at his work emails.
Taking the toys out of the kitchen and putting them upstairs in our bedroom I was reminded with every stair that that particular plug was for looks and for action when I don’t have to walk. So I cleaned it promptly and put it back in its cute little box. (even thou I have it in now cause I wanted to see how it felt just laying in bed) And I put a generous amount of lube on the other one that I bought and slipped it in nice and comfortably. And was rewarded by nice feelings of comfort and fullness… something that I seek when My Love is traveling for work. Anywhosies… I went back downstairs and walked past him smugly. Going back into the kitchen I got myself a drink and Love came up behind me and his hand went right for my rear! He started to tap it gently, pushing it into me just so slightly to get me to breath heavy as he started to kiss and breath on the right side of my neck. He knew he was making me weak in the knees and I so badly wanted him. And then like the brat that he is, he walks away.

Later that eve I go to put our little one to bed and I ask him what he would like me in. He tells me to wear my heels, take my plug out and to bring the box down. I come down naked with the box, open the closet and slip on my shoes and present myself to him. He takes the box, and hands me a martini. Love sets the box down on our coffee table and begins to sort through the assorted things. Taking out the paddle, the whip, the nipple clamps, the wrist and ankle cuffs, my pink vibrator and the old and new collars. He picks up the ankle restraints, without a word I present my right leg, then left and then give him my wrists to cuff. He then decides that my everyday collar is good enough for right now and does not decide to put on the heavy leather one.
We start near the chaise, he lets me suck on his cock, moaning on him and getting him hard to be in me. I love when he is in my mouth, one of my more favorite thing. While I am sucking on him I see hiding in one of his hands is my pink vibrator and I immediately know what he intends to do with it. I know he wants to be in my ass as much as I want him to be in my ass. He has me get on all fours on the chaise, my ass close to the edge as he hands me the vibrator. I ask him if he wants it in my pussy first or after he is in me. He tells me after. He slowly pushes into me, filling me, taking me. It’s hard for me to concentrate but somehow I do. Somehow I manage to turn the vibrator on and slide the tip of it into my pussy. I’m so wet from craving him, that I have no problems sliding it deep into me. At first just letting it stay deep inside of me while it vibes the soft sensitive bottom of his cock while he is pumping into my ass.
I start to pump the vibrator in and our of my wet pussy as he grabs my hips and pulls back. Moaning, I try to push back to him, trying to get him as deep as I can in me. I beg for his cum, beg for him to fill me with his cum, deep inside of me. And I am rewarded, with him pushing into me and filling me. Cumming in me till I am completely full. He brings his cock to me and lets me suck on it, and I get his purr of approval.
We lay back down on the couch, and he lays his hand on me as my head is in his lap. My hand on his thigh as he glides his fingers down my body, oh how wonderful. And then he told me to lay myself over his knees. My head raised and my eyes got big. I had been wanting this for days. For so long that I was craving it. I pushed myself forward, to where my ass was right there for his right hand. And he started oh how wonderful. At first it was 25… On each cheek. Then another 25 on each to make a total of 100 smacks on my ass. On the last twenty my ass didn’t so much move but my ankles raised, something involuntary so he knew that I was reaching my limit. And when he was done it tingled so much and it felt so wonderful. I was so thankful for what he had given me. I scrunched back down to where my head was in his lap and his hand was on my back. I inched myself up to where his hand was on my ass and he began to rub it and the blood flowed slowly back into it, it stung and tingled, yet so wonderful with his light touch that I love so much. Telling myself in my head that this was what we had wanted, this subspace, this area of me that stopped thinking and let me go to do what he wanted me to do and feel what he wanted me to feel. Even now writing about it I want it now. I want that feeling so badly again.
Not too long after that he made love to me, where my body was vulnerable. And I knew this was the ending to our night, and I loved it. I loved him inside of me. Feeling as he pumped into me. Me begging him to cum in me. To make me his.
Even thou I will always be his. I love being his. I want nothing more in life. My Love, My Dom, I Love You.

Being a Tart

Yesterday started off a My Love coming home from a week of being away. He came home and our little one was still awake and not on his nap. So we made out, several times. And then my little one curled up to me to let me know that it was time for him to go down, that he needed a nap. Gently taking him upstairs to bed I laid him down, and he was off to dreamland.

Coming downstairs I saw My Love in the kitchen. He backed me up against the wall, taking my mouth, telling me he wanted to spit in it. (Something new that we had been talking about for almost a week now). I moaned, yearning for him. And he began to ask what His dirty little girl wanted. And I felt like being bad… very bad. I am on my monthly so he cannot have my pussy that is yearning for him. I tell him that he has to take my ass, and then I squeeze myself away from him telling him no (the forbidden word) and run upstairs. I can feel the tension in the air. And it is still very early in the day.

Coming downstairs I have the lube hiding behind my back as I quickly squirm out of my shorts and climb on the couch. Smiling as coy as I possibly can as he comes over to me, and asks me what I would like. I tell him that I would like to suck on his cock. Mmmmmmm! He asks me if I would like to do it where I am or if I would like to do it in front of the sliding glass doors. I always get shy when he asks or tells me to do something like that in front of the doors or the windows. But secretly inside my heart races and I take off everything but my light pink thong.

Going in front of the sliding doors, I take his cock into my mouth. Taking him as deep as I can, feeling the head of his cock enter my throat. Trying not to gag as much as I need to. Feeling my eyes water I take his cock out of my mouth and look up at him. A small tear beginning at the base of my left eye. Taking him back into my mouth, slowly, letting my tongue flick on the underside of his cock. Feeling him get hard in my mouth, enjoying the feeling of him being in one of my favorite places.

Then rising in front of him, I go to the couch – taking off my thong, putting a little lube around the outside and putting my ass out as I kneel on the couch. (have I said all this time he is on a call via blue tooth for work? tee hee) Feeling him enter my ass… taking me, pushing his hard cock all the way inside of me. Me begging him to fuck me, to cum in me. Calling him Daddy…. yum. To make it easier on both of us, we move to the chase. Which lets me put the front of my body down. And lets me relax more. I talk dirty to him, as he pumps deep into my ass… and within seconds of him entering my ass on the chaise I cum… *chills* Begging him to cum in me. Begging my Daddy to cum in His Dirty Little Girl. His slut, HIS whore. And much to my pleasure, he does. A smile spreads on my face even now.

And an update because you really don’t know much about me as I’m new to this blogging community. I have never had an anal orgasm before My Love. Never! This being totally new to me, I love love love to have this experience now. So new to me in fact I can count how many times I have done this on one hand. (so far)

Later on in the day I felt feisty (to say the least). Tee hee. I was doing some scrapbooking while he was hard at work and I had to get the ruler out of a drawer in the kitchen. And My Love was in the kitchen, and so I saw a wonderful opportunity of swatting lightly at his wonderful ass. And immediately he turned around… his eyes intense… asking for the ruler. My heart jumped a beat and I ran past him into the dining room. And as he sits beside me, neither of us are quite sure what I did next to really deserve it, but our little one was in the game room and I handed him the ruler.

My Love asked how many he thought I deserved, I said three. He said twenty five. I said five, he said twenty. And we settled on fifteen. I took my shorts down, thong still on and counted for him. One… two… three… fifteen. And I’m not sure why exactly, prolly how he was doing it, exactly where he was doing it and how perfectly it hit, but it felt amazing. One of my first moments of bliss thinking why did it have to stop.

The day went on… and on… My wonderful Love and we ordered dinner. He okay’d me answering the door for the delivery man in a bra and my shorts. Thank goodness because I was at first going to go with no bra and the delivery man (rather, a boy) didn’t look more than nineteen and had no interest what so ever in my body or if the sky was purple with neon green clouds.

The eve-

My Love used his wonderful skills and made us martinis while I took our little one to bed. I slipped into a tight red lace teddy and snickered to myself as I sneaked “the box” down the stairs and set it lightly around the corner, as I intended to be bad, and took the black leather paddle out. But he met me at the stairs and kissed me. And much to my dismay, saw that I was hiding something behind my back. He inclined to see what it was but I think he already knew, and then he peaked his head around and saw that I had in fact snuck the whole darn box of toys down. Everything we might need for a night of fun… (cept the o ring gag thats coming express ups today)

Not too much later, I was being naughty, and he threatened my worst fear of him taking the paddle to my breasts. (yipes) but went and got our whip also and had me choose where I would like it. I chose my pussy of course, where I knew I could take the most since he knew I wanted his hand so badly on my ass… and knew that he wouldn’t give it to me right away. The whip on my pussy hit once, and I counted to one… and I counted to two… and three… and up to nine. And then he stops… and asks me how old one of his children is and like a twit, I say one… and the counting begins back at one.

For Starters

It was not so long ago that I asked My Love if he would be my Dom. Mmmmmmm. What a wonderful day, watching the screen, waiting for his answer.

It had been a long couple of days and we were very stressed with him being away and me being in the new house with my son. And then we add the fact that we are putting in some serious thoughts on making a decision on me being his Sub. So many things going through my head… And the last being~ we want each other forever, we want to get married. And then I very quickly asked him.

May 12th ~ ‘Because knowing that I have limitations… My Love will you be my Dom?’

‘Yes!’

And so it began. We have had alot of ups and we have had some downs. But overall this is something that we are doing together. Our passion for one another is absolutely amazing. We make love several times a day when we are able to. The centers in one another’s universe. Oh how I love him.