Sunday, November 29, 2009
Shi-ohmygod-i
Okay, if you don't have a FL account, this is going to be pretty useless, but if you DO, go and check out DouglasKent's photos. The ropework is incredible, the girls impossibly flexible, and in general just breath-taking pictures of human artwork!
Thursday, November 26, 2009
A Thanksgiving Love Story
I saw you across a crowded room. Among all the others that were there, the lights seemed to shine down on you alone. I knew then I had to have you for my own. Willingly, you came with me to my home. From the car, I carried you & threw open the door.
Looking at you, I admire your body, your well-shaped legs and breasts. Slowly I remove the wraps from around your body, fitting you like a glove, exposing your tender white skin.
From your neck I remove your charms and I carry you off in my arms to the warm water that awaits. The water cascades down your neck, flowing over your soft breasts then, making your legs glisten with wetness. Droplets of water cover your taut skin. My hands rub your body, running them through the beads of water, making them trickle down off your body.
I place my fingers inside you. You are warm and moist, so ready. I carry your still dripping body to a laying place so that I can put inside you what was well prepared to enter you before we even came through the door.
As soon as I lay you down your legs spread open wide. You are ready now and so am I. I put a little in slowly at first, getting a feel for how much you can take in.
I put in more, you take it willingly. In anticipation, faster and faster I put it in, pushing it in deeply as far as I can, until I can't put any more in, you are so tight, with your legs wrapped tightly, not wanting to release any of it.
I make you so hot for a very long time, until your sweet juices escape from within. Then I taste you, with my tongue at first, your skin is so soft and tender. I taste more of you with my mouth, you are so hot and moist, you taste so good. Your juices coating my mouth, making me drool in anticipation of eating you more, with every taste.
"Oh yes", I say to you,
I must say Grace "Thank God for Butterball turkey.... Amen!"
I hope you and yours have a wonderful Thanksgiving!
Looking at you, I admire your body, your well-shaped legs and breasts. Slowly I remove the wraps from around your body, fitting you like a glove, exposing your tender white skin.
From your neck I remove your charms and I carry you off in my arms to the warm water that awaits. The water cascades down your neck, flowing over your soft breasts then, making your legs glisten with wetness. Droplets of water cover your taut skin. My hands rub your body, running them through the beads of water, making them trickle down off your body.
I place my fingers inside you. You are warm and moist, so ready. I carry your still dripping body to a laying place so that I can put inside you what was well prepared to enter you before we even came through the door.
As soon as I lay you down your legs spread open wide. You are ready now and so am I. I put a little in slowly at first, getting a feel for how much you can take in.
I put in more, you take it willingly. In anticipation, faster and faster I put it in, pushing it in deeply as far as I can, until I can't put any more in, you are so tight, with your legs wrapped tightly, not wanting to release any of it.
I make you so hot for a very long time, until your sweet juices escape from within. Then I taste you, with my tongue at first, your skin is so soft and tender. I taste more of you with my mouth, you are so hot and moist, you taste so good. Your juices coating my mouth, making me drool in anticipation of eating you more, with every taste.
"Oh yes", I say to you,
I must say Grace "Thank God for Butterball turkey.... Amen!"
I hope you and yours have a wonderful Thanksgiving!
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
My ass is clean
My mom was 35 years old when she was diagnosed with stage IV colon cancer. For this reason, I endure the fabulous cleansing process of colonoscopies every couple of years, and this was my lucky year. The following may be TMI...you have been warned and will read at your own risk.
I have been on a clear liquid diet since Saturday. I discovered that College Inn makes a new Thai Coconut Curry broth that is AWESOME! Like, it almost made up for the jello, AWESOME! I also decided that I like raspberry jello best out of strawberry, raspberry, apricot, lime, pineapple, and lemon. Oh, and the sugar-free jello really doesn't taste different, but when you are only getting like 800 calories a day, there's really no point. Squirt remains my favorite "lemon-lime" soda.
I did the total purge with TriLyte last night. Don't be fooled by their little "great-tasting variety: Lemon Lime, Orange, Pineapple, Cherry, and Citrus Berry" claim...the stuff still tastes nasty. Taking a tab of zofran and chasing it with a swallow of Squirt made it bearable. Thank you so much to Remmy and Sterling for chatting with me for the three hours that I was stuck in the bathroom!
After finishing, I was sore, sore, sore. I took a hot shower and crawled into bed, but the kids weren't exactly cooperative though the night. Between them and my bowels, I was up a lot and neither Beloved or I got much sleep. He was my absolute hero this morning when he took the kids from 7-8:30 and let me sleep a little more!!!
This morning, I was a light-headed and dizzy, but very calm about the procedure. Beloved walked me into the hospital, saw me signed in, and left. I had to pee in a cup and found out I'm NOT pregnant (surprise, surprise), and then stripped to my skivvies and donned the fashionable gown, and crawled into bed. I left the bed FLAT, left the television OFF, pulled the blanket up, closed my eyes, and waited. *laughs* I don't think the nurses knew what to make of that! They wanted to adjust the bed, teach me how to use the remote control, asked if there was anyone with me... I just shook my head and told them I have a baby at home. All I requested was a warmed blanket and the lights off. Napping is gooooood!
My blood pressure was a cool 109/62, pulse 52 beats/minute BEFORE they gave me drugs.
Happily, I don't remember anything about the procedure. There was one polyp that the found and removed and sent for biopsy, but otherwise I'm good. I DO remember snippets of banter while I was getting dressed...I think we horrified the nurse when Beloved said he should confess his infidelity and I responded by asking if there was someone other than Adaya... *chuckles* I wish I could remember if Beloved blushed.
The one thing that I don't remember, and Beloved has thoroughly enjoyed teasing me about, was whether or not I was "clean". I really did take extra steps and extra fasting because the doctor said there was a note about it on my last report...
Yes, it tripped my trigger about not being "good enough". *sigh* Even inadvertent comments get to me, and it really irritates me that I didn't get that little bit of reassurance. Beloved says I could always call the office...
NOT!
Oh well. I think the pictures look good. *snickers* Yeah, I HAD to share, but you were the one that had to look!
I have been on a clear liquid diet since Saturday. I discovered that College Inn makes a new Thai Coconut Curry broth that is AWESOME! Like, it almost made up for the jello, AWESOME! I also decided that I like raspberry jello best out of strawberry, raspberry, apricot, lime, pineapple, and lemon. Oh, and the sugar-free jello really doesn't taste different, but when you are only getting like 800 calories a day, there's really no point. Squirt remains my favorite "lemon-lime" soda.
I did the total purge with TriLyte last night. Don't be fooled by their little "great-tasting variety: Lemon Lime, Orange, Pineapple, Cherry, and Citrus Berry" claim...the stuff still tastes nasty. Taking a tab of zofran and chasing it with a swallow of Squirt made it bearable. Thank you so much to Remmy and Sterling for chatting with me for the three hours that I was stuck in the bathroom!
After finishing, I was sore, sore, sore. I took a hot shower and crawled into bed, but the kids weren't exactly cooperative though the night. Between them and my bowels, I was up a lot and neither Beloved or I got much sleep. He was my absolute hero this morning when he took the kids from 7-8:30 and let me sleep a little more!!!
This morning, I was a light-headed and dizzy, but very calm about the procedure. Beloved walked me into the hospital, saw me signed in, and left. I had to pee in a cup and found out I'm NOT pregnant (surprise, surprise), and then stripped to my skivvies and donned the fashionable gown, and crawled into bed. I left the bed FLAT, left the television OFF, pulled the blanket up, closed my eyes, and waited. *laughs* I don't think the nurses knew what to make of that! They wanted to adjust the bed, teach me how to use the remote control, asked if there was anyone with me... I just shook my head and told them I have a baby at home. All I requested was a warmed blanket and the lights off. Napping is gooooood!
My blood pressure was a cool 109/62, pulse 52 beats/minute BEFORE they gave me drugs.
Happily, I don't remember anything about the procedure. There was one polyp that the found and removed and sent for biopsy, but otherwise I'm good. I DO remember snippets of banter while I was getting dressed...I think we horrified the nurse when Beloved said he should confess his infidelity and I responded by asking if there was someone other than Adaya... *chuckles* I wish I could remember if Beloved blushed.
The one thing that I don't remember, and Beloved has thoroughly enjoyed teasing me about, was whether or not I was "clean". I really did take extra steps and extra fasting because the doctor said there was a note about it on my last report...
Yes, it tripped my trigger about not being "good enough". *sigh* Even inadvertent comments get to me, and it really irritates me that I didn't get that little bit of reassurance. Beloved says I could always call the office...
NOT!
Oh well. I think the pictures look good. *snickers* Yeah, I HAD to share, but you were the one that had to look!
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Power exchange
"Men desire women directly, women to a certain extent seem to desire the desire that men feel for them"
...this reminds me of what I understand of the gorean and indian perceptions of a woman's true power over men. Thus the need for slavery and total hiding of their bodies. Some women honor this power while others use it as one of the few sources of power this culture has left them to use.
I don't see it as my power, I see it as his power if he understands it and isn't afraid or doesn't let ego get in the way. Often times men are afraid that if they allow a women to know how much he desires her it gives her power over him but if you follow this concept through you realize even the strongest of women will go to the ends of the earth to please a man or remain in a place where she truly feels desired. We're really not all that complicated.
The power is also his in the way that a man's desire is more easily satiated, often times fleeting and in the end it can be simply desire. Where as for a woman it evolves more easily into so much more.
This exchange came from Eunice and SirJimA on FetLife. I read this aloud to Beloved and we both agree the insight is fascinating and enlightening. He said, "Perhaps that is why we work so well; after all these years, I still desire you."
*blush*
Carnal aspects aside, I think there is a lot of truth in the thoughts here...at least in my life. I need to feel wanted, needed, and special IN HIS EYES. As his submissive, the work I do around the house and with the kids is bound up as a service to him. As my Dominant, he gives me recognition and reassurance that I'm not "just a housewife" to him.
When I am struggling or feeling overwhelmed, I allow him to set my priorities and give me focus. Sometimes, that has meant he chains me to the bed so that I nap while he takes the kids out. It sounds kind of ridiculous, but I have a tendency to overwork myself and not take proper care of my own needs. The D/s gives him the authority to step in.
He also takes pride in showing me and my work off in the community, and that in turn gives me pride in all that I do.
...this reminds me of what I understand of the gorean and indian perceptions of a woman's true power over men. Thus the need for slavery and total hiding of their bodies. Some women honor this power while others use it as one of the few sources of power this culture has left them to use.
I don't see it as my power, I see it as his power if he understands it and isn't afraid or doesn't let ego get in the way. Often times men are afraid that if they allow a women to know how much he desires her it gives her power over him but if you follow this concept through you realize even the strongest of women will go to the ends of the earth to please a man or remain in a place where she truly feels desired. We're really not all that complicated.
The power is also his in the way that a man's desire is more easily satiated, often times fleeting and in the end it can be simply desire. Where as for a woman it evolves more easily into so much more.
This exchange came from Eunice and SirJimA on FetLife. I read this aloud to Beloved and we both agree the insight is fascinating and enlightening. He said, "Perhaps that is why we work so well; after all these years, I still desire you."
*blush*
Carnal aspects aside, I think there is a lot of truth in the thoughts here...at least in my life. I need to feel wanted, needed, and special IN HIS EYES. As his submissive, the work I do around the house and with the kids is bound up as a service to him. As my Dominant, he gives me recognition and reassurance that I'm not "just a housewife" to him.
When I am struggling or feeling overwhelmed, I allow him to set my priorities and give me focus. Sometimes, that has meant he chains me to the bed so that I nap while he takes the kids out. It sounds kind of ridiculous, but I have a tendency to overwork myself and not take proper care of my own needs. The D/s gives him the authority to step in.
He also takes pride in showing me and my work off in the community, and that in turn gives me pride in all that I do.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Video valium?
I've been blonde since Saturday. I have had a couple of "free" periods that I've suggested going the next step with my hair (blue) and Beloved has shook his head. Not yet...
I finally asked if he just didn't like the idea of blue.
"I have no problem with blue. I just have never had a blowjob from a blonde."
I've been chuckling over that one. Yesterday, he finally got a blowjob from a blonde. I asked if it was any different.
"Not really...but I wish we'd gotten a video of you when you were purple. Maybe we should start a series. When we run out of colors, we could start with strips..."
Oh lord! I'm not so sure about strips! But the rainbow series could be fun....
I finally asked if he just didn't like the idea of blue.
"I have no problem with blue. I just have never had a blowjob from a blonde."
I've been chuckling over that one. Yesterday, he finally got a blowjob from a blonde. I asked if it was any different.
"Not really...but I wish we'd gotten a video of you when you were purple. Maybe we should start a series. When we run out of colors, we could start with strips..."
Oh lord! I'm not so sure about strips! But the rainbow series could be fun....
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
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