May you survive 2011!

2010 was a big mess of a year. Bad things happening left and right, with a few glimmers of hope that would pop up once in a while. As a whole, it was not a great year. Meeting Peter was a great thing, yes, and I won't ever forget that. I am the type of person to see the silver lining in just about every crap situation, so I am not going to completely knock 2010. Just slight knock it.

2011 started off great. Peter and I went to Addy's house for a small NYE party. We were a little bummed that he had to work at 8am on new years day, but we weren't going to let that stop us from having a good time. Peter got a good buzz going on, and I stayed sober so that I could get us back to his house safely. I only had a half glass of champagne at midnight, and kissed Peter when the ball dropped. It was really fantastic. I am so happy and thankful that I got to start this new year off with him. While at the party, Peter would occasionally pinch my ass. Almost always in the same spot, and harder each time (including as we were waiting for the ball to drop). At one point, I was bending over to grab something and Addy smacked my ass. It felt as if she cracked it as hard as she could, but I didn't even flinch. When I asked if her if that's all she's got, she said she didn't think she would need to ever practice spanking someone that hard. Peter and I both said at the same time "you never know". It made me smile, and everyone else laugh. The only other person at the party who knew about the type of relationship Peter and I have was Bella, so I got that kick of "nobody knows" which I absolutely love.

I slept in until noon the next day, which was way later than I wanted to sleep. The only reason why I even got up at noon was because Peter called me on his lunch break to see if I was up. Clearly, he knows me well. I got up and started to get some work done on my laptop. Didn't get very far, and the next thing I know it's 3 o'clock. I wanted to be showered and ready to go do whatever when Peter got back from work at 4, so I stopped working and got in the shower. I had just finished getting ready, and sat down to start working again when Peter walked in the door. He had sent me a text message earlier saying he wanted to take a nap and snuggle when he got back because he was so exhausted. Once he was in the house, I walked to the bedroom and jumped in bed. We snuggled for a bit, then we were briefly interrupted by the sound of my dog tearing up an old comic book. Hopped back in bed, and Peter followed, spooning me. He began to nuzzle and kiss my neck. I eventually rolled to my back to kiss him properly, and then he stopped. He looked at me, and asked me to move in with him. After saying yes, we couldn't stop kissing each other. It was very cute and romantic and amazing. That led to some sexin' which was quite lovely. We couldn't stop smiling at each other, and it felt so good. That new lube really is quite amazing. I remembered what it was called finally. It is the Swiss Navy silicon lubricant. That stuff is awesome. Of course, it's the first silicon lubricant we've ever used, so there could be better, but I am completely satisfied with this stuff. It's not terrible in price either. We got the smallest bottle the store had just to try it, and I think it was only $8. Totally worth it when you don't have to stop mid session to re-lube (mind you, we typically only need it when I'm on my period or when I haven't been drinking enough water).

Sunday we went to visit a local museum and checked out the current exhibit. We got a membership, so we'll be going to do that a lot in the next year. I really wanted to get some work done, we we bought a frozen pizza to eat since I could eat it with a fork and not have to constantly wipe my hands before touching my keyboard. After dinner and getting some work done, we went to the bedroom to snuggle and have sex before I went back to my parents house. We started off kissing as we typically do, and he moved my hand to his cock. I asked him if he only wanted me to just hold it. He told me because I even asked, I now had to suck it. He was a little forceful, and it delighted me. I love swirling my tongue around his cock to please him. He grabbed my head and fucked my mouth a few times, forcing his cock deep down my throat and holding it for a few moments several times. He pulled my head up to kiss me and then moved on top of me. With the help of the lube, he slid in with ease. Peter fucked me for a while, and kept biting at my shoulder and neck. Everything felt so good, I just felt so relaxed as his teeth dug deeper into my skin. He told me to turn over so he could fuck me from behind. He loves being able to see my ass when he fucks me, and he makes a point to mention that every time he fucks me this way. He grabs it, and says things like "mmm...that ass". It might not sound hot to anyone else, but it turns me on knowing that he is swimming in pleasure from the sight. He smacked my ass a few times, and I tried to hoist myself up on my hands. He reached down and grabbed hold of my tits and just pinched and twisted away at my nipples. Then he reached for my shoulders and my neck, slapping my face a little asking if I liked what he was doing. He pushed my head down to the pillows and held me there with one arm across my shoulder blades and railed into me. Master goes so deep sometimes it makes my head spin. He pulled out and ordered me on my back again. When I didn't move fast enough, he smacked my ass. When I got on my back he pulled my legs up to his shoulders and began to nibble at my calves, then biting. I squirmed away a bit only to have him pull out, hold my ankles together, and proceed to spank me before forcing his cock back into my cunt. With one hand on my hip, and the other on my throat, he fucked me. Then he moved his hand over to my clit and began to rub. I was already so close I begged for permission, and he allowed. I squirted a little, and he went back to fucking me. Master gave me a few smacks to the face for not saying thank you right away. When he came, I felt it. It was almost a shock to the body, but it felt great. Master allowed me to clean myself up, then I came back to bed. We laid there for a few minutes before getting up. I prepared a salad for him to have on his lunch break the next day, and took care of some dishes before leaving.

The plan for the move now is tomorrow. Since my parents house isn't terribly far from his house, I'm just going to move in what I need right now to get by, and then probably this weekend we'll go and grab some more stuff. Peter has to work really early on Wednesday, so he'll be going to bed early on Tuesday. I told him if I still needed more time to pack things, that I could always do it Wednesday since he gets off work at 1, and doesn't have to work until 4pm on Thursday. I know he wants me to come out tomorrow, and I would like to as well, but I didn't do squat last night when I got back to my parents house (except tell them that he asked me to move in). On top of that, I'm still at work. I got off work at 4 o'clock, but decided to stay late to get work for my other job done. I knew if I went home I would have been distracted with drama and the TV, so I opted to stay here where it's quiet, and I could really focus. Which I have been doing, and I'm really close to being done. I still have laundry to do, then packing up all that laundry in tubs to take to his house. I hope I can go according to the plan, but I have a feeling my big move over there will have to wait until Wednesday. I just have too much work to get done on top of packing. I know what you're thinking. Why am I updating my blog when I should be working, right? I have a lot of down time when things are being processed that I can't do any more work until that is finished. That down time allows me to type a little here and there. To give you an estimate, I started this update at roughly 3pm today. It is nearly 10pm. Yeah.

Moving is a priority, but since I've already been paid a portion for the work I'm doing, it takes a slightly higher rank. Trying not to stress about it though. Everything will work out. I should head out. This one project is nearly complete, and once that is done I am heading home. I still have more work to do, but it can wait. I need sleep.

Hope everyone had an excellent start to 2011!!!

Submissive weekend pt.1

I've been spending a lot of time reading articles online about experiences people have when they go to bdsm events, or just articles about different kinks and fetishes, or ways to dominate your submissive. It has all been very interesting to me, and giving me new and exciting ideas. I did a lot of reading yesterday. Mostly articles, some reviews on toys and things of that nature. It put me in a very submissive state of mind. I couldn't wait to see Master later on. Even with the cramps, I was still looking forward to it. I told him I was in need of a cuddle. He said as long as I went down on him a few times, he would cuddle me all weekend. I told him he gets whatever he wants, it's not like I can really say no to him. Master then said he would also like to tie me up. I was then told to bring my black and blue corset and some black heels to wear at some point this weekend. That just amped up my desire to go over there.

Unfortunately for me, I read a text he sent me wrong. I thought he wanted me to leave my house at 9:30. Nope, apparently he wanted me to be at his house around 9:30. All he sent to me when I told him I was on my way was "You're so very late." I kinda had the idea that I was in for it. Honest mistake though. I didn't get the beating I thought I was going to. We actually had to run to the store first (so we could get stuff to make breakfast in the morning). When it was time for bed though, he told me to suck his dick. Which, I knew we would be doing a lot of that since I am currently experiencing my lady time. What I wasn't ready for was the duration of the oral. I could tell he was really trying to enjoy it, but unfortunately that ended up getting the best of him later because it then became difficult. He was only a little forceful, but not terribly. He had me up close to him while he handled himself for a bit, and put one of my nipples in his mouth. He proceeded to bite on it. Hard. It actually started to hurt pretty bad, but not quite to the point where there was no pleasure so it was fine. When he finally released, he went to the other one and did the same. I know he was doing it to hear me moan and cry out. I know how much he loves that. Master must have noticed my desire to please him, so he did end up forcing my head back down, and smacked my ass hard, many times, as I sucked and licked. When he was about to cum, he asked if I wanted it. I said yes, and he came in my mouth. I swallowed gratefully, and then that's when I realized I was getting my punishment. I asked if I was allowed to have a turn, and he said no. Even with my performance pleasing him, I was still not allowed to cum. After a short pout, I informed him of how submissive I had been feeling all day, and that I probably could have told him that earlier for him to take full advantage of it, but I forgot. This excited him, but he still refused me my orgasm. Let me tell you, I did not sleep well last night. I kept waking up randomly, almost wide awake, then falling back asleep briefly only to do it again.

This morning, after breakfast, we were snuggling on the couch. I was still a bit riled up from the night before, so I kissed his neck, and nibbled here and there. He gently grabbed my neck and kissed me. A few minutes later he said "I want to fuck you. Now." Off to the bedroom we went! Master didn't start off slow really, after climbing on top of me, he kissed me a bit before lubing up and pushing in. He felt amazing. He fucked me like that for a while, grabbing my hair and pulling on it hard. Tugging my head in different directions to get a better view of my neck for him to bite. A few times I tried to move so he couldn't, and he just tugged harder. He moved his hand to my neck and held me down for a while. Sometimes it's hard for anything else to matter except the feeling of his hands on me and his cock inside me when he does this. I barely even think about the fact that I can't breathe. haha. He moved to hold me down with his arm, and proceeded to bite my collar bone hard enough to where it felt like he was slicing through a nerve or something. He sat up and held my legs up. Then he started to bite my calves. I haven't had any new bruises in weeks, and he didn't take it easy on me either, so this was quite painful. He bit one side, and I tried soo hard to squirm away for the second, but he wouldn't let me. He said "My little fuck toy needs some new bruises", and continued to bite me on my ribs. Master ordered me to flip over, and a few moments into that, he told me to cum for him. Everything was so wet, and I was so numb from holding off soo long I was having trouble getting off. I asked if I could use my toy. He got it quickly, but as I was putting it against my clit, he started wailing on my ass. The fucking continued, and he kept telling me if I didn't cum soon, he was going to take it away from me. Not just the toy, but the chance to cum. I didn't want that, I was so close. He kept smacking my bottom, and finally I came. It was long, and lovely, and felt so good. I got greedy, and asked if I could again (not sure when he would let me next), but he said no, and to turn off my toy. Master continued to fuck me pretty hard for a few more minutes before he came. Twice. I love it when he is able to have multiple orgasms. It takes a lot out of him, but damn....it's satisfying for both of us. After I got cleaned up, he was inspecting his handy work. I think he realized he hadn't left a mark on my thighs because he bit down to give me one.

If this is just easing me into what he has in store for me for the weekend, I am all game for that. I mentioned an article I read about objectification to him, and how I might be interested in trying it, though I wasn't sure if I would enjoy being called "it". Just something to think about. I'm still hoping to find a decently priced cage. Cheapest I can find on craigslist so far is $65. Well, I found one for $35, but it doesn't look like it's in the best shape. I'd prefer a new one, but Peter made a good point; why spend the $130 on a brand new cage if it turns out I don't like being caged? I just hope we can find one that is a good price and was well maintained, and not all gross from the owner letting the dog eat shit and piss in it. I mean....if I like it, we can always re-sell the one we bought and get a brand new one. Right?

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I completely forgot to mention!!! For those of you who still frequent LiveJournal, I finally got the feed up and running:  http://syndicated.livejournal.com/tiedupkaiblog/profile

You can subscribe, and it will update to your friends list when I update. Just another way to try and be convenient to read.