So j has returned to Scotland and I am back to work in my chambers. It was a little difficult at first to get my head around j not being here but I had a visit from one of my tribute slaves on Saturday which helped.
This particular slave likes to be tied in tight bondage and teased unmercifully for an hour or two.....right up my street lmao. So the straight jacket got an airing and he was tied to the upright on the frame while I teased him for a while, after that I brought out the violet wand and gave him a going over with that too (I love to see a cock jump as it is zapped!!) I toyed with the idea of bringing the e stim out aswell but decided instead to try a little post orgasm torment so he was moved to the bench and firmly tied down while I stroked him to orgasm and beyond. I was hoping for another orgasm but it was not to be this time and I had to settle for the anguished moans of an over sensitive cock!!
Monday 23 April 2012
Tuesday 17 April 2012
Catching Up
Its been a few days since I wrote anything here so I thought I'd better write it all down before I forget!! Since my last post I spent days worrying about j and his PTSD until finally I could get up to Scotland to see him (312 miles with only one wrong turn....pretty good I thought!!) It was wonderful to have him close again.
It was the first time we had spent the entire time together without my having to dash off to see to the family and it was a time of close bonding. On Friday we went to see a friend of his and spent some time relaxing and drinking wine after which I bought him some new pillows for his bed (much as I adore him I couldn't spend another night on the ones he had!) Saturday we visited Edinburgh Zoo just being normal and vying for who could come up with the best (or worst) animal pun, I never realised there were so many lmao. The nights were the best though, lying in his arms in the afterglow of multi orgasms (mine not his) was pure heaven and to wake in the morning and hear his breathing was the most comforting feeling I have ever known.
Sunday came all to quick, as usual, and much as I'd hoped he would make the return trip with me it was not possible so I drove home alone and missing him more with every mile. Today though he makes the trip by train and soon he'll be back with me where he belongs.
Also today I'm having a visit from my friend Miss Beth, I'm looking forward to catching up on all the gossip I missed while I was away
It was the first time we had spent the entire time together without my having to dash off to see to the family and it was a time of close bonding. On Friday we went to see a friend of his and spent some time relaxing and drinking wine after which I bought him some new pillows for his bed (much as I adore him I couldn't spend another night on the ones he had!) Saturday we visited Edinburgh Zoo just being normal and vying for who could come up with the best (or worst) animal pun, I never realised there were so many lmao. The nights were the best though, lying in his arms in the afterglow of multi orgasms (mine not his) was pure heaven and to wake in the morning and hear his breathing was the most comforting feeling I have ever known.
Sunday came all to quick, as usual, and much as I'd hoped he would make the return trip with me it was not possible so I drove home alone and missing him more with every mile. Today though he makes the trip by train and soon he'll be back with me where he belongs.
Also today I'm having a visit from my friend Miss Beth, I'm looking forward to catching up on all the gossip I missed while I was away
Saturday 7 April 2012
The Problem With Long Distance Relationships
I have always been a little wary of LDR's, they seem fraught with difficulties and problems but my boy charmed me into giving this one a go. However of all the problems I foresaw I have now encountered one that I never imagined.
My boy lives in Scotland and is approximately five to six hours drive from me and until six years ago was a full time member of the Armed Forces. He saw combat in many of the major wars this country has been involved in and at eighteen years old experienced things that no person should have to. Those experiences have over the last ten years caused him to suffer post traumatic stress disorder.
The last few days I sensed something was wrong, he's been much quieter than usual and there seemed to be something flat about him, finally today he told me the ptsd had flared up again.
So my problem is my boy is suffering and I'm too far away to comfort him. I am going up to visit on Thursday but I need to be there now, I need to hold him in my arms and tell him I am there for him. Beam me up Scotty!!!
My boy lives in Scotland and is approximately five to six hours drive from me and until six years ago was a full time member of the Armed Forces. He saw combat in many of the major wars this country has been involved in and at eighteen years old experienced things that no person should have to. Those experiences have over the last ten years caused him to suffer post traumatic stress disorder.
The last few days I sensed something was wrong, he's been much quieter than usual and there seemed to be something flat about him, finally today he told me the ptsd had flared up again.
So my problem is my boy is suffering and I'm too far away to comfort him. I am going up to visit on Thursday but I need to be there now, I need to hold him in my arms and tell him I am there for him. Beam me up Scotty!!!
Thursday 5 April 2012
Action - Reaction
After a double domme session with Miss Beth yesterday we were sat having lunch in my favourite cafe bar discussing how it had gone and what we liked and disliked about it.
Both our tastes run to the mildly sadistic and impact play constitutes a fair proportion of our playtimes. This worries a few subs/slaves as they fear they will disappoint by not being able to "take" enough pain, some subs will take pain stoically, trying not to react to the sting or keep their reactions to a minimum.
To my mind it is the reactions I seek and I believe Miss Beth feels the same way. I love the sharp intake of breath as the whip kisses the skin, the flinch as a flogger stikes, the wince as the cane strokes and the moan as my fingers curl around his scrotum. To me the reactions are the whole point behind impact play, I dont need to inflict pain for pain sake. I love to inflict just enough pain to cause a reaction whether this takes three light strokes with a paddle or a hundred strokes of the cane makes no difference, if the reaction is honest then I am just as pleased and excited either way, and you can be sure that an honest reaction will cause severe moistness in my dommly knickers!!!! ;-)
Both our tastes run to the mildly sadistic and impact play constitutes a fair proportion of our playtimes. This worries a few subs/slaves as they fear they will disappoint by not being able to "take" enough pain, some subs will take pain stoically, trying not to react to the sting or keep their reactions to a minimum.
To my mind it is the reactions I seek and I believe Miss Beth feels the same way. I love the sharp intake of breath as the whip kisses the skin, the flinch as a flogger stikes, the wince as the cane strokes and the moan as my fingers curl around his scrotum. To me the reactions are the whole point behind impact play, I dont need to inflict pain for pain sake. I love to inflict just enough pain to cause a reaction whether this takes three light strokes with a paddle or a hundred strokes of the cane makes no difference, if the reaction is honest then I am just as pleased and excited either way, and you can be sure that an honest reaction will cause severe moistness in my dommly knickers!!!! ;-)
Monday 2 April 2012
Controlling from afar
Finacial slavery is something that has interested me for some time but Im afraid to say a good financial slave is very difficult to come by. Most who have contacted me with regards to this fetish have had no idea of what it entails and think that by depositing £20 in my paypal account they have 24 hour access to my phone and email account in order to demand attention from me, and then ignore any commands they dont like or cant be bothered with.
However, my present financial slave, who for the purpose of this blog I will call penny, seems to have cottoned on pretty fast to what is entailed and has embraced the control I am gradually taking over his life.
One of the first rules I gave him was to recite a mantra four times a day and to text me when he has completed each one. He has been very precise and has not failed to complete this each day. At first he was a little confused as to the purpose of this exercise but did it anyway, before long however, he realised how reciting the mantra was focusing his mind and creating a ritualistic worship time during his day. I asked him to write a short report on how this made him feel and to email it to me today. I received a proud text yesterday telling me he had completed the task early. Now to some this may seem like a good thing but to me he had not followed instructions so it was a failure. He was tasked to write 200 times "I must follow instructions" as punishment and to email this to me this morning. This time he got it right!!
His second rule was other than his household utility bills and mortgage any purchase over £20 he wished to make he must ask permission for first. To my surprise and I have to say pleasure, he replied that he rarely makes purchases over £20 and suggested lowering the limit to £10, which of course I did and as a treat for him I added a new rule: Any time he wants a cigarette or alcoholic drink he is to ask permission.
I am very pleased with the way he is adapting to my control and focusing on my desires and that is why I decided to write this blog about him, to show my pleasure in owning him and to give some of the wannabe financial slaves some idea of what it is all about.
However, my present financial slave, who for the purpose of this blog I will call penny, seems to have cottoned on pretty fast to what is entailed and has embraced the control I am gradually taking over his life.
One of the first rules I gave him was to recite a mantra four times a day and to text me when he has completed each one. He has been very precise and has not failed to complete this each day. At first he was a little confused as to the purpose of this exercise but did it anyway, before long however, he realised how reciting the mantra was focusing his mind and creating a ritualistic worship time during his day. I asked him to write a short report on how this made him feel and to email it to me today. I received a proud text yesterday telling me he had completed the task early. Now to some this may seem like a good thing but to me he had not followed instructions so it was a failure. He was tasked to write 200 times "I must follow instructions" as punishment and to email this to me this morning. This time he got it right!!
His second rule was other than his household utility bills and mortgage any purchase over £20 he wished to make he must ask permission for first. To my surprise and I have to say pleasure, he replied that he rarely makes purchases over £20 and suggested lowering the limit to £10, which of course I did and as a treat for him I added a new rule: Any time he wants a cigarette or alcoholic drink he is to ask permission.
I am very pleased with the way he is adapting to my control and focusing on my desires and that is why I decided to write this blog about him, to show my pleasure in owning him and to give some of the wannabe financial slaves some idea of what it is all about.
A Busy Weekend
So Friday saw the arrival of my monthly tribute from my financial slave and so another shopping trip was arranged with Miss Beth. Off I went to pick her up (managed not to get lost this time too....bonus!!) and before very long we were surrounded by lovely things begging to be bought.
First stop was of course the shoe shops, Miss Beth has a pair of boots which I have liked for some time so the first purchase was a similar pair but in black leather as opposed to patent leather. The second purchase was another pair of boots but this time with lacing up the front (a particular fetish of mine!!)
Next a serious decision had to be made......more shopping or lunch!! Miss Beth had a favourite shop she wanted to show me so lunch was delayed for a while. The favourite shop turned out to be Nice and Naughty and on entering the doors my breath was taken away by an array of beautiful corsets and lingerie, I was almost hyperventilating before I even got into the shop proper!!
Anyway to cut a very long story short we spent over an hour oagling, touching and sighing over the vast array of clothing and toys on offer and finally I got to the checkout with my arms full of lovely things to play with, a pvc skirt, a glass butt plug, a double paddle with heart cut outs and my favourite purchase a 3' bull whip in black and purple suede. We had great fun cracking the whip in the shop aswell and managed not to wreck any displays with it!!
So then it was on to lunch in a very nice chinese restaurant and a well earned sit down.
Yesterday I went to meet an Aussi friend of mine who was making an unexpected trip to England (and a few other countries too!) So it was a drop everything moment and dash off to meet her. We met at her hotel in Manchester and after a quick coffee there decided on lunch in canal street. My favourite bar, Via, was just opening and we were first to the bar, not that we are alchoholics or anything but this was the first time either of us had seen the place sober!!
When I left home the sun was shining and it was warming up nicely but by the time we had eaten
lunch the clouds had appeared and it was a bit chilly so a trip into the centre was called for to purchase some warmer clothing!!, then back to canal street for some chit chat before I had to make my way home.
All in all I spent some quality time with two of my favourite people.
First stop was of course the shoe shops, Miss Beth has a pair of boots which I have liked for some time so the first purchase was a similar pair but in black leather as opposed to patent leather. The second purchase was another pair of boots but this time with lacing up the front (a particular fetish of mine!!)
Next a serious decision had to be made......more shopping or lunch!! Miss Beth had a favourite shop she wanted to show me so lunch was delayed for a while. The favourite shop turned out to be Nice and Naughty and on entering the doors my breath was taken away by an array of beautiful corsets and lingerie, I was almost hyperventilating before I even got into the shop proper!!
Anyway to cut a very long story short we spent over an hour oagling, touching and sighing over the vast array of clothing and toys on offer and finally I got to the checkout with my arms full of lovely things to play with, a pvc skirt, a glass butt plug, a double paddle with heart cut outs and my favourite purchase a 3' bull whip in black and purple suede. We had great fun cracking the whip in the shop aswell and managed not to wreck any displays with it!!
So then it was on to lunch in a very nice chinese restaurant and a well earned sit down.
Yesterday I went to meet an Aussi friend of mine who was making an unexpected trip to England (and a few other countries too!) So it was a drop everything moment and dash off to meet her. We met at her hotel in Manchester and after a quick coffee there decided on lunch in canal street. My favourite bar, Via, was just opening and we were first to the bar, not that we are alchoholics or anything but this was the first time either of us had seen the place sober!!
When I left home the sun was shining and it was warming up nicely but by the time we had eaten
lunch the clouds had appeared and it was a bit chilly so a trip into the centre was called for to purchase some warmer clothing!!, then back to canal street for some chit chat before I had to make my way home.
All in all I spent some quality time with two of my favourite people.
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