A Brief History Of Time

It's almost the end of the year, I'm not home tomorrow much and probably won't have time for a diary entry so I thought I'd reflect on the year tonight.



In January I was involved in a Vanilla relationship with a lovely guy that although we made fabulous friends, as lovers it was too intense on some levels and yet no way it could work on others, basically doomed (as later proved to be) to failure.

February and on into March the same, with several hiccups and me missing what I'd experienced with Cyan last year, I knew I needed Chocolate with my Vanilla. There were even a couple of times when I thought things may start up again with Cyan, but it didn't happen, mostly because I recognised how selfish he is, no give and all take. But who else would be able to coax me into submission the way he could? I couldn't envisage anyone really, not that suited all my needs.

When Ged broke up with me in March I immersed myself in the lifestyle more and more, taking on a girl as a submissive in March.
Now I've never been sexually attracted to females, my only experience with a woman was with Cyan last year, and to say nothing much happened between me and her is an understatement really, so I can't say why I took pet on, but she appealed to me on several levels.

March and April I played with my new found pet as often as possible, setting her rules for her life to help improve her self esteem and her quality of life in general. Every rule I set her had a reason and most definitely not for me to get a kick from, that's not how it works for me when it comes to rules, there has to be a logical reason and a need for it to be set in the first place.

Still in April and I released pet, she'd done something so serious I couldn't even punish her for it as absolution, she broke my trust and without that there can be nothing.
I was hurt beyond belief, my pet was so lovable and desperate to please I couldn't understand how or why she could do this.

In May I was persuaded by a Dom we both know to take her back, we went to see her together and talked things through, needless to say I agreed under certain conditions to give her another chance.
I was also introduced to one of the most important people in my life in May, a mutual friend brought us together as she thought we'd get on, and she was more right than even she could imagine.
I love Felix and we just clicked from our first phone conversation, he's like the mirror image of my Dominant half, and we've so many things in common it's uncanny. We have no secrets from each other, and are so at ease we can discuss even the most intimate details of our lives without being embarrassed.
Thank you wench for bringing this amazing person into my life, shame you won't pay my mobile bills though lmao.

Flaming June, play continued and I was all over the place as usual trying to fit everything in. Oh and somewhere around this time I went to visit a Dom, I'll be kind and say he was not experienced and I didn't suit his requirements.

July I went to see wench again, first visit was June and same as before we hit it off, she's the mirror of my submissive side, although she's been in denial about her need to submit for a long time and is only now beginning to accept it. I do understand as I find it a huge challenge myself, far easier for me to let the Dominant out, but then some part of me feels unfulfilled.

I'll finish this next time, too much for one entry.






"The most powerful sexual organ in the body is our brain, open your mind and allow your fantasies free reign, mutual pleasure between consenting adults is a wonderful thing."
DanesWood

This Earth Or Fullers?

Incredibly tired today, I'm not an early morning person really and work has been busy to say the least. I feel a little guilty I've not had much time for Master this week, but I know He understands, thank goodness life will get back to what resembles normality in a few days.

I think sometimes people forget that I'm a switch since Master collared me. What planet is a Dom from who tells the girl I look after that he is going to "make" me release her from my protective collar so he can have her.

I suspect there is going to be a little upset, because nobody tells me what I will do except my Master, and I submit only to Him, but even so any submissive has the right to say no, being submissive does not mean you're a doormat.

Something else that I feel others in the lifestyle have a hard time accepting is that I am a switch, and no it's not just a kinky bedroom game for me.
I take this all very seriously, I could never submit to anyone I know I could have submit to me, both sides of my persona are completely separate.

Before I met Master the first time He was tested in subtle (and some not so subtle) ways to see if He would submit to me, amazing how many Doms didn't even make it past the first test, several contacted me confessing submissive desires.
Others within a very short time of corresponding with them found themselves wanting me to Domme them, apparently I discovered and pressed buttons they didn't know they had.
Now that's something I do get a kick from, exploring people and discovering their hidden or even unknown desires, helps me in no small way to learn about myself too.




"The most powerful sexual organ in the body is our brain, open your mind and allow your fantasies free reign, mutual pleasure between consenting adults is a wonderful thing."
DanesWood

Steel Band

Well today my new collar arrived with Master, although I've only seen a photo of it, it looks fabulous.

Next Monday He will place it around my neck and I'll wear it proudly.

Oh yes New Years eve we've a party to attend with several other D/s couples, now that should be interesting as apparently there are some games planned, and you can bet it's not scrabble or musical chairs; more like pass the parcel and musical subbies.

"The most powerful sexual organ in the body is our brain, open your mind and allow your fantasies free reign, mutual pleasure between consenting adults is a wonderful thing."
DanesWood

Christmas Wenteth

It's been a quick Christmas that's for sure, spent most of it driving all over the place, family, Master, home, work; I'm almost glad it's nearly over.

There's been no play, but a fair amount of Vanilla sex with just a few Chocolate sprinkles, seems sometimes Master has only to look at me to become erect, not that I'm complaining, far from it.
I love being touched, kissed and fucked and as far as I'm concerned being woken up with a finger on my clit or stroking my nipple, and let's face it what better way to start the day than an orgasm or two?

Christmas night we spent the whole night together, I love being curled up next to Master, it feels very natural to be in bed with him sleeping.

Master has four new canes to use on me, only had a couple of strokes with them so far as a test, have to say they're very stingy and hmm I suspect I'm going to have a few red stripes across my bottom very soon.

One of my Christmas gifts was a pair of silver nipple shields, sadly my nipples are far too large to fit them, when Master has my nipples pierced I'll need some custom made ones I think so they fit nicely, I can tell they'll look fabulous though.

My new collar arrives tomorrow, a stainless steel slave collar for Master to lock around my neck, I'll post a photo of it soon.





"The most powerful sexual organ in the body is our brain, open your mind and allow your fantasies free reign, mutual pleasure between consenting adults is a wonderful thing."
DanesWood

Christmas Cummeth

Well apparently my Christmas gift is lost in space somewhere between Chicago O'Hare airport, Santas sleigh is one parcel lighter this year, at least for now.

The gift is my collar, specially ordered from a company in America, I chose it myself and it's something I see as very symbolic but just that, a symbol of my enslavement to Master, I don't need it to tell me that I belong to Him

Master is upset that He won't have it to place around my neck on Christmas morning, but for me that day or another soon after makes no difference.

For me it's never been the gift, but the sentiment behind it, I've never given to receive either, and I don't think it's quite dawned on Him yet that I have my gift this year, Him.


"The most powerful sexual organ in the body is our brain, open your mind and allow your fantasies free reign, mutual pleasure between consenting adults is a wonderful thing."
DanesWood

A Fine Balance

I've so much going on in my head at the moment, so much to think about and so many changes to come.
I'm a strong person in many ways, but in others much less so and I think it's beginning to tell.
Perhaps it's just that my relationship with my Master has moved so quickly, been incredibly intense, not something I've experienced before. Well let's face it, I am very wary of commitment, always have been, but this time I didn't run away, I ran towards what was offered.

There's so much about us that works, some things that don't, but if we compromise maybe they will, honesty and openness is the way forward.
For me experience has proved that it's not the major things that will cause problems in a relationship, but the small niggly habits that will grate on the nerves and cause disharmony.

Now here's a thought for you, if involved in a 24/7 Master/slave relationship just how often is the slave allowed to point out to the Master that it really is much better to put the cap on the toothpaste, close the toilet lid etc etc.
Technically speaking a slave has no rights, Masters word is law and he is free to do as He chooses. Our relationships is not like that and will be a mix of Vanilla too, somewhere amidst all this we need to find a balance that works for us.
Master (I'm glad to say), sees me not only as his slave, but also as his partner, friend and lover, so the dynamics are a complex mix and definitely need fine tuning, it's going to take time I suspect.


"The most powerful sexual organ in the body is our brain, open your mind and allow your fantasies free reign, mutual pleasure between consenting adults is a wonderful thing."
DanesWood

Vanilla Days

An unplanned day together today, and we spent it doing mostly nilla sex and curled up in bed.
The sex as always was excellent, I love to have Him cum inside me, feel His cock swell and become harder than an iron rod ramming inside me, just before He lets out a loud groan of pleasure and let's go.
Five times today He fucked me, not bad for a man in His 40s lol.

This afternoon we did a little Christmas shopping, needs must as the season is here, so I wandered around the supermarket with Him in tow, not a particularly pleasant experience for us both. I hate shopping, we both like the same things on the whole, but have very different ideas about what to get and why. I'm impatient and just want to get what I need as fast as possible, and leave.

I'm not a fussy person, but there are some things I won't concede on, not sure how well received they were when I mentioned them.
But He has to know much as I love him I'm not blind to certain things, and the practical side of me knows without doubt that unless the vanilla side of life works then the M/s side will ultimately fail.

Not sure how someone with such a Dominant personality can accept being told how things are to be by their slave, we shall see. This aspect of any relationship only comes to light by spending time together outside of the bedroom, something I've been loathe to do as we mesh so well play wise.



"The most powerful sexual organ in the body is our brain, open your mind and allow your fantasies free reign, mutual pleasure between consenting adults is a wonderful thing."
DanesWood

A Mixed Bag

Today was definitely a mixed bag, I saw Master for the first time in a week, we had plans to take His Mother Christmas shopping, but first there was a little time for us.

Master bought a couple of new toys at the BBB yesterday and was keen to test them out, the first was a gorgeous, yet evil looking carbon fibre cane. The second item a paddle made from leather and stippled rubber, both items very stingy.

Today was the first time I'd been present and Master had showered alone, every time I've visited so early in the day I've washed and shaved him as He requested and I have to say enjoyed every minute. The shared intimacy and the sheer pleasure of serving Him in such a small way makes me happy and for various reasons often gives me the giggles.
I sat and watched, torn between wanting to carry out my regular duty, and him hurry and finish so we could play before had to go out. The selfish side of me that wanted to play won, and His shower took a quarter of the time it usually does when I'm there.

I didn't even take off my shoes or any of my clothes, first order of the day was to kneel on the bed to test out the new toys. I can quite catagorically say that they are fully functional, serve the purpose for which they were created, and sting like hell!

A short but successful testing session and a happy Master had the urge to fuck his eager and horny slave, I love to feel Him inside me. Master entered me and then instructed me to fit the nipple clamps so He could tug the chain as he chose.
The nipple clamps are one of my favourite toys, but my nipples are very sensitive lately, and He moved them from where I placed them to a different area, the pressure was quite intense and I just couldn't seem to convert it to pleasure as Master fucked me, but it was not bad enough for me to ask Him to remove them yet.

Master came and as I needed to orgasm too He allowed me to use the vibrator on my clit while He used the glass wand inside my pussy.
It feels fabulous for me when he fucks me with long slow strokes, too hard or too fast reduces the pleasure it provides, but done just right will make me cum quite hard.

When I did cum it was a little disappointing, the build up was there, but the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow was half empty when I got there. I don't know why.

I removed one of the nipple clamps, it hurt far more than normal, or more likely more than I remembered. When He went to remove the second clamp I couldn't help it, I told Him no and removed it quickly myself pushing his hand away.

I knew as soon as I'd done it, I'd broken several cardinal rules, the least of which was pushing my Masters hand away. To say He was angry is an understatement, it was explained to me in no uncertain way that I would be punished, and that He was disappointed with me for my disobedience.
We talked for a few minutes until His anger cooled and I accepted my punishment of 10 strokes of the new carbon fibre cane.

My mind closed down, He knew I was disappointed in myself, pushing Him away as I had done didn't just mean I was disobeying, it meant I didn't trust Him, and in this type of relationship without trust there can be nothing.

I lay there in His arms, Him talking to me softly, soothing me and telling me He loved me. All I could think about was how I'd failed. If I can't give Him so little amount of trust how can I think myself anywhere near good enough to submit completely to Him on a 24/7 basis as we plan to in the very near future.

The rest of the day passed with vanilla activity, Christmas shopping with His Mother and just general every day stuff, with the exception of us checking our ring sizes, that was more than a little exciting.

Perhaps this is just an attack of the collywobbles, I certainly hope so. I've always been my own harshest critic, and no punishment He can mete out can ever match that I give myself. My utter disappointment in myself.



"The most powerful sexual organ in the body is our brain, open your mind and allow your fantasies free reign, mutual pleasure between consenting adults is a wonderful thing."
DanesWood

Give Them Wings

Well today Master attended the BBB and met up with an online friend, someone he thought if he'd not met me a relationship may have developed.

Was I concerned in any way? Far from it, I encouraged them to spend time together for a few reasons. Meeting her in person gave Him a real chance to see if there was a physical chemistry, it showed I trusted Him completely and also there's the old adage that if you love someone let them go, if they truly love you then they'll never leave you.

Now Master knows for certain that although she will be a good friend he has no interest in more with her, there's no spark that could perhaps be the beginning of more. But we can never have enough friends can we, especially in this lifestyle.

Ah yes He met with his ex slave too, with apparently a new Dom in tow, good luck to her.


"The most powerful sexual organ in the body is our brain, open your mind and allow your fantasies free reign, mutual pleasure between consenting adults is a wonderful thing."
DanesWood

The Eyes Have It

Today I've begun to tell people we're getting married, wow lol. Although the thought of the actual day scares me to death, the fact I'll be with Him will make it all worthwhile.

Strange that I've always avoided any kind of commitment until now, not told him this but, somehow I'd always known that someone would walk into my life and it would be instant, not the kind of love that grows over time, and that's exactly how it is.

Most who know me would never guess at the real person behind the facade they all choose to see, yet He does and always has, since the day he first looked into my eyes and recognised the lost soul within.

Once I was lost, now I am found.

"The most powerful sexual organ in the body is our brain, open your mind and allow your fantasies free reign, mutual pleasure between consenting adults is a wonderful thing."
DanesWood

Rings 'n' Things

A strange day in all, still not well, but spent a lot of today discussing rings and marriage plans. There's a shock huh? I didn't write about the proposal a couple of weeks ago because I think it's taken a while to sink in.
Now we're down to dates and practicalities, talk about a whirlwind, the Man takes my breath away, but how I love Him.

There's a lot to sort out before this can become a reality, but never seen such determination to make something happen, He wants it and it shall be so.

Strange for me as I've had a couple of proposals before, but this is the only one that hasn't made me panic, the last guy I never saw again lol, somehow this time everything just feels right.



"The most powerful sexual organ in the body is our brain, open your mind and allow your fantasies free reign, mutual pleasure between consenting adults is a wonderful thing."
DanesWood

Cough, Sniff

No diary entry for a couple of days as I've been feeling rather unwell, a cold grrr, always hits me hard too. My Master has been very understanding, allowing me time to myself, hopefully normal service will be resumed very soon.







"The most powerful sexual organ in the body is our brain, open your mind and allow your fantasies free reign, mutual pleasure between consenting adults is a wonderful thing."
DanesWood

The Pain/Pleasure Principle

Today I've rested and done domestic stuff, not feeling too wonderful with a cold starting (I hate being ill in any way), and it's a long time till Monday when I shall see my Master again.

It's strange, usually I feel crowded when I see a lot of someone and they are on the phone all the time when we're not together, I don't feel that this time, I just miss him.

There have been a few apprehensive thoughts in my head, although I've given myself to Him completely there are times it doesn't feel enough. If I have to ask to stop I'm disappointed in myself that I'm not able to endure until He calls a halt.
The logical part of me knows in time my pain threshold will improve, and also that my brain will accept the fact my bottom enjoys being spanked and the other things He does to me (betrayed by how wet my pussy gets), but it takes time, and patience is not one of my virtues as a general rule.

Thankfully my Master cares a great deal about me and as soon as he sees I've reached my limit calls a halt and holds me tight until I'm calm again.

Perhaps not everyone readng this will understand what a slave/submissive gets out of enduring and suffering pain for their Dominant, for me it's a mixture of things, but mainly it's surrendering total control to my Master.
Ah yes, and pain works for me in a way I don't pretend to understand, but it does, provided it's done in the right way and at the right time, for that Master holds the key.



"The most powerful sexual organ in the body is our brain, open your mind and allow your fantasies free reign, mutual pleasure between consenting adults is a wonderful thing."
DanesWood

The Short Long Weekend

Well that was a great weekend overall, 2 more nights held in the arms of my Master, to be woken with a stroke or a kiss is wonderful. We didn't play too much over the 3 days we spent together, but just spending time was good too.
What never ceases to amaze me is how when around me my Master has an almost constant erection, the fact he finds me so arousing is very flattering to say the least. We have a perfect blend of chocolate and vanilla in our relationship, and it seems to get better with every day.
Friday play was halted unexpectedly with a phone call, Master was disappointed, so was I, but I suspect I was more accepting of the situation, perhaps because I know that we'll make up for it and then some when the opportunity arises.

Strange how something so new can feel so comfortable and familiar, and that's exactly how I feel when sharing a bed with Him, we just seem to fit together like two halves of the same coin.

Saturday I had to work so was up early, He didn't even mind the ungodly hour my alarm went off as it meant sharing a little of my morning, sending me off with a kiss, and all I wanted to do was snuggle back down under the duvet with Him, but we rarely get exactly what we want in life do we.
The evening was for us, kissing and cuddling and me being put to bed early as I was so tired from little sleep the night before and a long day at work. It felt wonderful to know He cared about me so much that he would do that, because I'm sure he was at least a little disappointed we didn't play, that's something I will have to make up to him next time.

Thankfully my bottom had a few days to recover from the last caning session, so didn't hurt too much with the few strokes he gave me on Sunday afternoon, although still had me yelping and wriggling around, my body betrays me though and my pussy got soaking wet.
Master wasn't done there though, oh no, after that came an enema, kinky it may be but I do enjoy the sensations it gives, although I'll never look at diet pepsi in the same light ever again lmao.

With all the attention they've had recently my nipples are not only huge but highly sensitive, so when He clipped on my Japanese clover clamps it hurt like hell, but stubborn as I am at times I was not prepared to give in to the pain as I know from experience that the pain turns to pleasure in a few minutes and I even want to pull on the chain, this time however it didn't, the pain just went on and on.

Master inserted a drainage catheter into me and began to fuck me, the pain in my nipples was tremendous. I was having to concentrate hard and breathe through it, I didn't want him to remove them. For Master seeing me endure this for Him is a huge turn on, and although I don't like pain it does work for me on a physical level as my pussy gets dripping wet, no way I could hide that if I tried.
After cumming Master helped me to cum too, a very intense and satisfying orgasm too, love a few of those a day.

As with all our time together it has to come to an end, I hate leaving Him because I know how hard he finds it to see me drive away, it's small consolation for him to hear me say it won't always be this way, but in the meantime all I can do is my best to make Him happy, because that's what makes me happy.


"The most powerful sexual organ in the body is our brain, open your mind and allow your fantasies free reign, mutual pleasure between consenting adults is a wonderful thing."
DanesWood

Love Is In The Air

Tomorrow I see Him again, and I can hardly wait. I'm sure He knows the effect He has on me, how I want His hands on my body, His eyes looking into mine.
Sometimes when we kiss I don't close my eyes (a first for me), I want to look at His face, watch His expression and the emotions wash over it.
One thing I know is this man loves me, deeply and unconditionally; something that is very rare and precious, something to be treasured (and it's not just because He loves the way my lips wrap around His cock to give Him a blow job either).
It's simply really, we get on, there's no effort involved, we feel comfortable together, and He allows me no quarter; even going to the toilet happens in His presence. Before Him, just knowing someone outside the bathroom could hear me pee was the height of embarrassment, now I lay there legs spread and allow Him to insert a catheter into my urethra, stand and watch me pee (and the other too), when I'm on the toilet, and anything else He wants me to do for Him. I deny Him nothing and I feel amazingly free for doing so.



"The most powerful sexual organ in the body is our brain, open your mind and allow your fantasies free reign, mutual pleasure between consenting adults is a wonderful thing."
DanesWood

Precious Things

Master asked me today if I missed sleeping with my butt plug inside me each night, and yes I do if I've not been with Him for a couple of days.
The plug provided a source of comfort in an odd kind of way, but He is such an integral part of my life now and makes me so happy that I've found he gives me all I need.
There will be times I'll still sleep with it, sometimes because He instructs me to and others because I'm missing him and need to.

There are lots of things I enjoy about our time together, we've a similar sense of humour and often end up in a heap laughing at some silly thing, yet with just a look or gesture he puts me right back into that special space.

Having someone care for me and encourage me is such a change in my life, being made to feel beautiful and cherished is a precious thing and not something I would ever give up easily.

Looking forward to our next time together.





"The most powerful sexual organ in the body is our brain, open your mind and allow your fantasies free reign, mutual pleasure between consenting adults is a wonderful thing."
DanesWood

Sunday Sunday

Again on Sunday morning I was awakened by questing fingers, stroking and probing, demanding access to the most sensitive parts of my body.

His eyes bored into mine and his hot mouth covered mine in a good morning kiss, I felt incredibly relaxed, oh and horny. It seems the more of Him I get, the more I want. Not only do I feel owned by him, I feel like a precious possession, something to be cherished and nurtured.

He has told me more than once that I'm like a rare flower opening up slowly to him, and that's how I feel, like an orchid that basks in the warmth and light he radiates. I know myself pretty well, probably more than most people, but I am continuing to learn under his guidance.



There was only one fly in the ointment on Sunday, a small battery operated fly swatter that looks like a small tennis racquet and emits a small electric charge when a button is pressed, kills a fly and provides a tiny electric shock when placed on sensitive parts of the body.

He knows i don't like it, he'd used it on one of my nipples a few days before hand. It's not how painful it is that I didn't like (I've endured worse), but the type of pain, sharp and intense, even though it only lasts for a second. He continued to tease me with it, waving it around near my body, although not switched on, wanting me to relax and prove I trusted Him not to use it on my body as He'd promised He wouldn't.

Problem was by now this toy had built up to such an extent in my mind that the logical, rational side could not see it as it was any more, it utterly terrified me and I burst into tears.

Now He was mortified, He'd not read the signals correctly and let the game go too far, there was something we both learned from this, and that there are some things that you need time for, and that is getting to know each other. Learning to read the signals, communicate better, more clearly, especially with something like this, mind games can have as much of an effect as physical ones.



Leaving Him and going home on Sunday was not easy, I enjoyed being with Him, doing domestic vanilla stuff around the house, just spending time together was fabulous. If/when we do live together I want a house slave though lol, give me and my Master more time to play, allows an outlet for my Domme side and saves me cleaning the house.



It was strange sleeping alone last night, I kept expecting an arm to slip around and hold me close, fingers to stroke me and slide inside my pussy, and I know it was at least as bad for Him, because He told me so. Hopefully it won't be too long before we're able to spend a weekend together again.







"The most powerful sexual organ in the body is our brain, open your mind and allow your fantasies free reign, mutual pleasure between consenting adults is a wonderful thing."
DanesWood

Glad Rags

Friday night I looked forward to a great deal, excited that I would not only be spending the whole night with Him, but he would also fasten around my neck a shiny and new leather collar. This is a temporary collar as He has decided to get me a stainless steel slave collar as the permanent one, He saw I loved the look of them, and thankfully so does He.
It's hard to explain how I felt the moment he fastened the buckle, a small pink tag declaring to the world at large I am now His property.
I felt incredibly excited and yet humble that He would honour me this way, we've known each other a month, such a short time I know and things have moved incredibly quickly, but so far it feels right.

Going out together on Friday was good fun, chatting up natasha a 6ft plus TV was highly amusing, she's a great sense of humour and even better legs. The fetish club was very quiet to say the least, but it was better in a way because it allowed me to relax and familiarise myself with my surroundings (I'm not too comfortable in a strange crowded venue).

We stood talking at the bar for a while, then took a seat, natasha following to watch what we did. Was I embarrassed or uncomfortable that she wanted to that? Hmmm not really, I knew He wouldn't expose too much of my body as he doesn't like to share what is His property, although later when he was encouraging me to show photos of my bruised and battered ass some might wonder.

As the club was so quiet we had the run of the place, 2 fully equipped play rooms and 3 bedrooms. Thankfully He chose to take me into the dungeon and cane me, I was owed a few strokes for small transgressions (well that's what happens when you give yourself to a sadistic Dom). I was sent to the bar to borrow a couple of toys, the masochist in me chose a long thick cane and a lovely leather flogger. I only remember the cane being used, He recognised I'd had enough as my bottom was still very bruised from Wednesday so it was back to join natasha. We spent the rest of the evening just talking to the people there and relaxing, a pleasant change to be in the company of like minded people I have to say.

Back home and to bed, both tired yet happy, and our first whole night together, being woken by Him was wonderful, to open my eyes and see Him beside me (ok so we were both bleary eyed from lack of sleep, but hey allow me a little artistic licence here please).
We made love (yes we do that too) and then cuddle and talked some more before deciding it was time to get up, it was at this time He asked me an important question, but as this blog is public (and his ex slave is reading this) now is not the time to publish this information and you'll have to wait.

The day passed by quickly, just doing stuff together, we're still learning about each other as you can imagine, and it's the little things that can take time but are just as important when building a relationship, particularly when it will be as intense as ours, there has to be give and take, but at the end of the day it's my bottom that will get punished if there's a dispute and I'm the one in the wrong.

Saturday evening we spent watching tv and doing things other couples do, just spending time, easy to forget you can't spend your whole life playing, reality checks will happen and when He is too tired to flog me we have to be able to hold a conversation or amuse ourselves in a non BDSM way. I've never doubted from the first conversation we had that would be a problem, we've so many interests in common.

As Friday had been such a late night we went to bed around midnight, both anxious to be naked and close to the other. So many subtle shifts in the dynamics of this relationship, one moment it's Master/slave the next we're both in a heap giggling over some silly thing, yet with barely a look or word he has me back in that space again, the one where all I want to do is please him.





"The most powerful sexual organ in the body is our brain, open your mind and allow your fantasies free reign, mutual pleasure between consenting adults is a wonderful thing."
DanesWood