I'm wearing a collar for her at the moment.
It feels...good. So good.
As dominant as I felt today, and as much as I directed her in most tasks today...I'm craving to be at her feet right now. Even if she doesn't do anything more than pat me idly while watching TV, I want to be near her, ready to do her bidding...
It started early on in our conversation today, when she started hinting at not letting me climax until Saturday (*moans*). I know I did the exact same thing to her last week...but...that's not much comfort. Having that reminder of how she controls such an intimate part of my life started pushing my sub buttons, even as I plotted and planned how to torture her when we saw each other next.
Lil comments here and there, about teaching me a lesson about "shouting" during IM conversation, being "petted," then sharing my submissive feelings which were then encouraged by her. I sent her a pic of the undies I was wearing...and as they're awfully revealing she started talking about sending me outside for lil chores with nothing but them on. This melted me even more, until I was sending her a picture of a Humbler and discussing cock rings...
What I love about her so much is that when I "complained" about being too submissive, she teased me: "Well come put me on my knees baby." When I declined (respectfully...she's the Mistress after all...) she switched gears altogether, sending me to put my collar on and starting to instruct me more closely.
Which is where I am now. Until she'll keep teasing me, I have to finish this entry I promised her before bed tonight. It feels almost humiliating, but in such a good way, to be sitting here in my underwear wearing a collar for the same woman I had naked cleaning her kitchen this afternoon. It's mind boggling...but so yummy.
Right now, I simply crave her attention and her approval. Her torment, too...I want her to tease and torture me for her enjoyment--I know, it's not genuine submission to want something specific for her enjoyment, but I think we can common ground on that part. We know each role is about pleasing each other as much as ourselves.
I confessed earlier to wanting her to hurt me, and she was surprized at some of the things I was bringing up. CBT, plucking body hair, hot wax. I'm not, as a general rule, a huge masochist...but some people have brought that out in me. She does that, she makes me want to surrender to anything she can do to me...whether that's going to make me moan and gasp, or whimper and scream.
I love her, and hopes she offers her helplessly devoted boy little mercy tonight, and every night until she grants me an orgasm.
---Him
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Saturday...
On Saturday, we went to a cool toyshop. The manager was in on his day off, but very friendly and helpful anyway. Always a plus...something you don't see much of. She had a good time, from what I could tell. Eying things, very interested. Pointing out outfits and toys. Browsing the books with me. Clinging on my arm, random hugs. A special light in her eye.
First thing we decided on was a ball gag for her. 1.5 inches, black, buckle strap. She looks quite cute, all helpless and what not. Here's how my cutie looked in it...
Quite nice, no?
The other thing we bought was a slapper toy...leather, very springy. The manager demonstrated how just pushing on it with a finger would make it bounce, and the bite you could get with very minimum effort. The guy knew what he was doing: all I could picture was the slap of the two leather flaps on her gorgeous hiney, and I knew I was gonna buy it.
Looks wicked, hm? I'll admit, I've grown curious how it feels myself...but that's another story altogether. I wish I had a pic of the bruises it caused on her pretty breasts...but...guess not.
After we bought that, we went to the park and the festival. With the toys in our bag, we spent the next few hours making out, groping, teasing, talking. Then we went on a bare boobie hunt (plenty of ladies with painted breasts who skipped their shirts...12 sets, we counted, and that's after the sun went behind the clouds).
Afterwards, we tried on the gag...and started to play with the slapper...until some dude on his bike rode by, looked horrified and confused, and we decided it was time to leave. We still haven't figured out what the hell he was doing, riding his bike in a pay parking lot. We put the slapper to good use on her ass and breasts later that night, in another parking lot...which proved it was totally worth the investment!
Till next time...
---Him
First thing we decided on was a ball gag for her. 1.5 inches, black, buckle strap. She looks quite cute, all helpless and what not. Here's how my cutie looked in it...
Quite nice, no?
The other thing we bought was a slapper toy...leather, very springy. The manager demonstrated how just pushing on it with a finger would make it bounce, and the bite you could get with very minimum effort. The guy knew what he was doing: all I could picture was the slap of the two leather flaps on her gorgeous hiney, and I knew I was gonna buy it.
Looks wicked, hm? I'll admit, I've grown curious how it feels myself...but that's another story altogether. I wish I had a pic of the bruises it caused on her pretty breasts...but...guess not.
After we bought that, we went to the park and the festival. With the toys in our bag, we spent the next few hours making out, groping, teasing, talking. Then we went on a bare boobie hunt (plenty of ladies with painted breasts who skipped their shirts...12 sets, we counted, and that's after the sun went behind the clouds).
Afterwards, we tried on the gag...and started to play with the slapper...until some dude on his bike rode by, looked horrified and confused, and we decided it was time to leave. We still haven't figured out what the hell he was doing, riding his bike in a pay parking lot. We put the slapper to good use on her ass and breasts later that night, in another parking lot...which proved it was totally worth the investment!
Till next time...
---Him
Sunday, June 24, 2007
What Can I Say Other Than Amazing
My relationship with him has steadily increased more and more over the past month or so that we've known each other. We started out with long phone calls and chatting, building a deep bond with one another that was only confirmed when we met in person, watching films and television and falling asleep next to one another (no there was no sex!)
Yesterday he came to visit me and we went to a community festival where there was live music and other fun activities going on. Instead of really going and enjoying the music specifically, we decided to lay down a blanket and snuggle for several hours. It was incredible. Just being in his company fills some kind of hole in me. I know this could be putting him on a pedestile, but I feel he deserves it, what with the amount of happiness he causes me. I only hope I do the same for him. I am, however, fairly certain I do - at the risk of sounding cocky. That's how I invision a healthy D/s relationship being - loving, respectful, full of admiration for one another, caring. He and I get each other and our needs, and we are so in tune with each other's needs that it really blows my mind at times.
So we're laying there on a blanket and we're of course making out with each other - seeing as how we've both got a touch of exhibitionism - and he continues noticing people's reactions to us, and letting me know. I am so oblivious to everything around me while I'm kissing him that I don't notice any of it. I reassured him I didn't care what they thought or said, he agreed, and things continued.
We've not had sex or anything yet but I know when we do, it will be amazing. Like I have said already - we read each other quite well and I believe the experience will be a positive one for the both of us. He took me to an adult toy shop yesterday before the festival, where we originally were shopping for a ball gag for me. He took some photos of it on me, and maybe he'll post it at some point. We ended up also looking at some paddles, and he chose one that had a very nice sting as he later used it on my breasts and ass. I must admit I got a huge thrill out of him dominating me. I also found a new friend in the ball gag he bought for me.
I also got a thrill out of pressing my foot against his crotch while sitting on the blanket at the festival, in plain site of everyone, while he flinched and moaned quietly, looking at me with eyes full of desire and pleading. Also those lovely winces of pain he gave as I pinched his nipples were quite satisfactory as well. I am surprising myself with how Dominant I am able to be with him.
I suppose this is enough for now, so until then, here's to healthy lifestyles.
-Her
Yesterday he came to visit me and we went to a community festival where there was live music and other fun activities going on. Instead of really going and enjoying the music specifically, we decided to lay down a blanket and snuggle for several hours. It was incredible. Just being in his company fills some kind of hole in me. I know this could be putting him on a pedestile, but I feel he deserves it, what with the amount of happiness he causes me. I only hope I do the same for him. I am, however, fairly certain I do - at the risk of sounding cocky. That's how I invision a healthy D/s relationship being - loving, respectful, full of admiration for one another, caring. He and I get each other and our needs, and we are so in tune with each other's needs that it really blows my mind at times.
So we're laying there on a blanket and we're of course making out with each other - seeing as how we've both got a touch of exhibitionism - and he continues noticing people's reactions to us, and letting me know. I am so oblivious to everything around me while I'm kissing him that I don't notice any of it. I reassured him I didn't care what they thought or said, he agreed, and things continued.
We've not had sex or anything yet but I know when we do, it will be amazing. Like I have said already - we read each other quite well and I believe the experience will be a positive one for the both of us. He took me to an adult toy shop yesterday before the festival, where we originally were shopping for a ball gag for me. He took some photos of it on me, and maybe he'll post it at some point. We ended up also looking at some paddles, and he chose one that had a very nice sting as he later used it on my breasts and ass. I must admit I got a huge thrill out of him dominating me. I also found a new friend in the ball gag he bought for me.
I also got a thrill out of pressing my foot against his crotch while sitting on the blanket at the festival, in plain site of everyone, while he flinched and moaned quietly, looking at me with eyes full of desire and pleading. Also those lovely winces of pain he gave as I pinched his nipples were quite satisfactory as well. I am surprising myself with how Dominant I am able to be with him.
I suppose this is enough for now, so until then, here's to healthy lifestyles.
-Her
Kicking off...
I just spent the last 2 hours or so packing up various items in my kitchen. Before that, I was cooking myself dinner and cleaning things up a little bit. For whatever reason, being in the kitchen and working puts me a little bit on the submissive side...and that's when I really started wish she would call or get on-line.
Before too much longer, I got my wish. She signed on, and we chit chatted...and I slowly hinted at my mild horniness and being fairly submissive. I was a little shy and worried about mentioning this to her, because I'd just spent most of the last week and especially yesterday playing master. I know she enjoys her strong, powerful man...and although she'd told me a few times the idea of switching roles with me sounds very appealing.
I mentioned this feeling, and she spelled out in no uncertain terms how while she'll always want me as a dominant protector in public...she very much likes the idea of each of us being true to our moods in private. As she put it, "I think we can fully enjoy each others' submissiveness."
Moments later, I was sent back to packing, buck naked, as she kept sending me messages about devious ways she had to make my task more difficult and arousing for me.
This clears up one of my last...concerns, I should say, about her and I. I have a very submissive streak to me born of...well, I'm not gonna get into that tonight. Suffice it to say, few things are as sexy to me as a woman who will tell her man what to do, how to do it, no questions allowed. While I have an equally strong dominant streak, I'd had worries over the past few days of not being able to indulge my submissive side.
In the last month or so I've known her, I've become more and more enamored with her. From our first early (12 hour+) dates, where we sat and watched movies, TV, and fell asleep together fully clothed I've felt a connection to her. Hell, I drove 3 hours one way several times to spend time with her...and if that doesn't indicate a bond I don't know what does. Late nights talking on the phone, discussing everything from our views on marriage and children to how hard we like to be spanked. She told me she couldn't see her spanking her partner, and I have to admit some disappointment.
But there's compromise in every relationship, and what was starting to catch fire between us was worth more than a little compromise...and who knows how feelings may change down the road?
Yesterday I had the novel experience of taking her into a bdsm toy shop to buy a gag for her. Fielding questions, acting in charge of her best I could. I bought a slapper in addition to the gag...because as I saw the manager demonstrate the bounce of the tool, I could see it coming down on her oh-so-spankable ass, and knew I'd have to see her reaction to it.
I did get the chance to...but this entry is getting long enough. I don't have enough space to add about the guy on his bike, finding a secluded parking lot, the bruises on her breasts, the way she squealed when I spanked her too fast.
The long story short? She's helped me realize just how delightful a willing sub is, one as willing and obedient as I am. She's also made me feel secure that she can have just as much fun giving orders as she does taking them.
I think there are great things ahead for us...a horny, kinky couple with a fluid dynamic and a connection so much deeper than sex. A definite comfort with exhibitionism is another plus for another time ;-)
---HIM
Before too much longer, I got my wish. She signed on, and we chit chatted...and I slowly hinted at my mild horniness and being fairly submissive. I was a little shy and worried about mentioning this to her, because I'd just spent most of the last week and especially yesterday playing master. I know she enjoys her strong, powerful man...and although she'd told me a few times the idea of switching roles with me sounds very appealing.
I mentioned this feeling, and she spelled out in no uncertain terms how while she'll always want me as a dominant protector in public...she very much likes the idea of each of us being true to our moods in private. As she put it, "I think we can fully enjoy each others' submissiveness."
Moments later, I was sent back to packing, buck naked, as she kept sending me messages about devious ways she had to make my task more difficult and arousing for me.
This clears up one of my last...concerns, I should say, about her and I. I have a very submissive streak to me born of...well, I'm not gonna get into that tonight. Suffice it to say, few things are as sexy to me as a woman who will tell her man what to do, how to do it, no questions allowed. While I have an equally strong dominant streak, I'd had worries over the past few days of not being able to indulge my submissive side.
In the last month or so I've known her, I've become more and more enamored with her. From our first early (12 hour+) dates, where we sat and watched movies, TV, and fell asleep together fully clothed I've felt a connection to her. Hell, I drove 3 hours one way several times to spend time with her...and if that doesn't indicate a bond I don't know what does. Late nights talking on the phone, discussing everything from our views on marriage and children to how hard we like to be spanked. She told me she couldn't see her spanking her partner, and I have to admit some disappointment.
But there's compromise in every relationship, and what was starting to catch fire between us was worth more than a little compromise...and who knows how feelings may change down the road?
Yesterday I had the novel experience of taking her into a bdsm toy shop to buy a gag for her. Fielding questions, acting in charge of her best I could. I bought a slapper in addition to the gag...because as I saw the manager demonstrate the bounce of the tool, I could see it coming down on her oh-so-spankable ass, and knew I'd have to see her reaction to it.
I did get the chance to...but this entry is getting long enough. I don't have enough space to add about the guy on his bike, finding a secluded parking lot, the bruises on her breasts, the way she squealed when I spanked her too fast.
The long story short? She's helped me realize just how delightful a willing sub is, one as willing and obedient as I am. She's also made me feel secure that she can have just as much fun giving orders as she does taking them.
I think there are great things ahead for us...a horny, kinky couple with a fluid dynamic and a connection so much deeper than sex. A definite comfort with exhibitionism is another plus for another time ;-)
---HIM
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