Sunday, 13 November 2011
Tomorrow...
I will find time to write about this morning's Femdom session, all I will say now is that it (and Mistress R) were phenomenal!
3000 hits in one day...
Wow, we made it! Just... 3012 hits yesterday, quite amazing. It's strange that the days I post the most are never the days with the greatest hits, there seems to be almost no correlation between the two. Ah well, I guess if new people are finding the site for the first time and then trawl the whole thing that adds a lot, after all I've made something like 940 posts since the blog started back in April 2011.
Supposed to be our Femdom session today. I'm not feeling great right now and Mistress R is still in bed, but hopefully it will go ahead as planned.
Supposed to be our Femdom session today. I'm not feeling great right now and Mistress R is still in bed, but hopefully it will go ahead as planned.
Saturday, 12 November 2011
Wow, a new record today...
My old 'single' day hits record has fallen already and there's still nearly two hours to go, can we get to 3,000 hits? I would be very surprised, but it's not that far away. Amazing!
Tomorrow morning will be our Femdom session (all being well), I am so looking forward to it, especially since Mistress R decided to partake of a little 'denial' herself since her last orgasm on Tuesday and so I haven't been allowed to taste her gorgeous pussy since then. I'm really unsure whether she will let me cum tomorrow or not. I've thought all along that she would, and still I'm 60% going in that direction, but on the other hand, maybe not.
In all honesty the only thing that matters to me tomorrow is that Mistress R has a really hard, satisfying orgasm, anything else is just a bonus.
The best thing about our sessions for me is always that Mistress R really has the time and space to relax into her character and she really comes alive, I fucking love the things she says to me during the session, it is so hot to hear her talking about 'her cock' and things like how long she might make me wait to be allowed to cum and things like that. It's great when she comes out with something really memorable like 'You wouldn't dream of asking me to let you cum, would you?', but even the simplest phrases still convey powerful messages sometimes, especially anything to do with it being 'her cock', 'her choice'. 'up to her', anything like that. And then of course there's the big guns, the lines she pulls out when she's really into her role, like asking me if I would suck another man's cock after it had been up her ass if she wanted me too....
Ooooh, I hope there's plenty of those kind of lines tomorrow. And if she does allow me to cum, I hope she makes me eat every last drop too.
Tomorrow morning will be our Femdom session (all being well), I am so looking forward to it, especially since Mistress R decided to partake of a little 'denial' herself since her last orgasm on Tuesday and so I haven't been allowed to taste her gorgeous pussy since then. I'm really unsure whether she will let me cum tomorrow or not. I've thought all along that she would, and still I'm 60% going in that direction, but on the other hand, maybe not.
In all honesty the only thing that matters to me tomorrow is that Mistress R has a really hard, satisfying orgasm, anything else is just a bonus.
The best thing about our sessions for me is always that Mistress R really has the time and space to relax into her character and she really comes alive, I fucking love the things she says to me during the session, it is so hot to hear her talking about 'her cock' and things like how long she might make me wait to be allowed to cum and things like that. It's great when she comes out with something really memorable like 'You wouldn't dream of asking me to let you cum, would you?', but even the simplest phrases still convey powerful messages sometimes, especially anything to do with it being 'her cock', 'her choice'. 'up to her', anything like that. And then of course there's the big guns, the lines she pulls out when she's really into her role, like asking me if I would suck another man's cock after it had been up her ass if she wanted me too....
Ooooh, I hope there's plenty of those kind of lines tomorrow. And if she does allow me to cum, I hope she makes me eat every last drop too.
Thursday, 10 November 2011
The sanctity of marriage...
You know, I've long thought that marriage has become a bit of a joke. Just look at that Kardashian woman, splitting up after 72 days, and probably the whole thing was a publicity stunt anyway. Not that she's the only 'celebrity' whoring her wedding out for cash. Then there's the wedding TV shows, (oh sure I watch them, so I'm as guilty as anyone.. can't get enough of those huge, crazy, black women on Bridezillas) giving all and sundry the opportunity to be a 'celebrity' for their big day. In fact the whole thing about getting married seems (for a lot of people) to have turned into an excuse to have a party, wear a stupidly expensive dress and get themselves into a shit-load of debt. The whole 'I want to spend the rest of my life with this person' bit seems to only be an afterthought, if indeed it is thought about at all...
Truth be told it pisses me off because although I am not in the slightest bit religious, I take my marriage vows very seriously indeed. Mistress R and I got married in the early nineties when we were in our early twenties, and even before the whole chastity thing I kind of wished there was something 'more' that people who were actually serious about their commitment to each other could progress to. Of course in the BDSM community there is, with the whole collaring ceremony thing, but at the time I was more thinking of something a little more vanilla. I suppose there's always the tattooing each other's names on your skin route, but I'm not big on tattoo's really. And anyway, there's plenty of dumbasses who have got their ex-spouse's name tattooed on them already, isn't there? (Tommy Lee, Pamela Anderson to name but two).
No, almost anything that can be thought up will eventually migrate to the mainstream and become devalued, unless that something takes some sort of long term 'effort', because 'effort' is not the 'dumbasses' strong point (cost is never a real barrier, because somehow 'dumbasses' always seem to find ways of making considerable amounts of cash, but 'effort' is a whole other ballgame).
Just to be clear, I'm not ragging on everyone who has ever got divorced, or separated, I'm not suggesting that you should stay with someone indefinitely if you are no longer happy or things have changed just because you promised you would. I'm sure most people can see that there is a palpable difference between people who are entering into marriage which later turns out to be a mistake and people who are having a WEDDING FOR THE SAKE OF HAVING A WEDDING.
Anyway, rant over. As I said, I do feel that there should be some 'higher' level of marriage (kinda like an 'advanced driving licence') for people who are actually 'serious' about their commitment to each other, and it should be something which requires some kind of sustained effort. Jewellery makers have already introduced the 'eternity' ring of course, but anyone can buy one of those if they have the cash, so really, so what?
Yeah sure, Mistress R does have an eternity ring and when I bought it for her it was symbolic of our commitment to each other after a slightly shaky period of our marriage. But if I had any doubt that I still wanted to spend the rest of my life with her, then I wouldn't have done it. Indeed, my previous girlfriend once asked me to buy her one and I point blank refused, not because of the cost, but simply because even though I was in a (pretty crap) relationship with her, I was pretty sure I wasn't going to be spending the rest of my life with her, and I wasn't about to give her something like that, with no intention of standing behind it.
So what's this got to do with anything, you might rightfully ask, well... of course it comes back to chastity. Something which requires sustained effort, something which can't be bought, something which is mostly shared only between the couple practising it.... something which doesn't have to pander to self-indulgent commercialisation, doesn't require precious metals and expensive stones (unless you particularly wanted that ruby encrusted titanium cock-tube of course), doesn't warrant front page headlines in trashy magazines (well, perhaps it would if it were talked about!), yet something which does make the couple closer, more loving, more intimate... probably even happier than ever if it works out right.
It all makes a lot of sense doesn't it?
As I lay in bed last night, half asleep, half drunk on lust (yes I was reading the filth before I turned out the lights again), waiting for Mistress R to come to bed and tease me a little before sleep, I pondered if Mistress R has really yet grasped just how much I love and adore her. It's hard to say of course, since there's a limit to how much we can ever really know anyone, but I think she has at least some idea.
It's hard to explain to someone who isn't submissive that feeling you get when you know that you would do 'x' for your Mistress if she asked you too. It may never happen, it may not be something that your Mistress actually wants to happen, but in a way that isn't that important. It's like the perverts answer to 'I would take a bullet for you', nobody wants to see their partner 'take a bullet' for them, it's merely an expression conveying depth of feeling. And merely coming to realise that you would do something for another person out of love which you would not, or could not do for yourself is at once overwhelming and quite humbling actually... at least that was my experience.*
*You can read more about this here
Truth be told it pisses me off because although I am not in the slightest bit religious, I take my marriage vows very seriously indeed. Mistress R and I got married in the early nineties when we were in our early twenties, and even before the whole chastity thing I kind of wished there was something 'more' that people who were actually serious about their commitment to each other could progress to. Of course in the BDSM community there is, with the whole collaring ceremony thing, but at the time I was more thinking of something a little more vanilla. I suppose there's always the tattooing each other's names on your skin route, but I'm not big on tattoo's really. And anyway, there's plenty of dumbasses who have got their ex-spouse's name tattooed on them already, isn't there? (Tommy Lee, Pamela Anderson to name but two).
No, almost anything that can be thought up will eventually migrate to the mainstream and become devalued, unless that something takes some sort of long term 'effort', because 'effort' is not the 'dumbasses' strong point (cost is never a real barrier, because somehow 'dumbasses' always seem to find ways of making considerable amounts of cash, but 'effort' is a whole other ballgame).
Just to be clear, I'm not ragging on everyone who has ever got divorced, or separated, I'm not suggesting that you should stay with someone indefinitely if you are no longer happy or things have changed just because you promised you would. I'm sure most people can see that there is a palpable difference between people who are entering into marriage which later turns out to be a mistake and people who are having a WEDDING FOR THE SAKE OF HAVING A WEDDING.
Anyway, rant over. As I said, I do feel that there should be some 'higher' level of marriage (kinda like an 'advanced driving licence') for people who are actually 'serious' about their commitment to each other, and it should be something which requires some kind of sustained effort. Jewellery makers have already introduced the 'eternity' ring of course, but anyone can buy one of those if they have the cash, so really, so what?
Yeah sure, Mistress R does have an eternity ring and when I bought it for her it was symbolic of our commitment to each other after a slightly shaky period of our marriage. But if I had any doubt that I still wanted to spend the rest of my life with her, then I wouldn't have done it. Indeed, my previous girlfriend once asked me to buy her one and I point blank refused, not because of the cost, but simply because even though I was in a (pretty crap) relationship with her, I was pretty sure I wasn't going to be spending the rest of my life with her, and I wasn't about to give her something like that, with no intention of standing behind it.
So what's this got to do with anything, you might rightfully ask, well... of course it comes back to chastity. Something which requires sustained effort, something which can't be bought, something which is mostly shared only between the couple practising it.... something which doesn't have to pander to self-indulgent commercialisation, doesn't require precious metals and expensive stones (unless you particularly wanted that ruby encrusted titanium cock-tube of course), doesn't warrant front page headlines in trashy magazines (well, perhaps it would if it were talked about!), yet something which does make the couple closer, more loving, more intimate... probably even happier than ever if it works out right.
It all makes a lot of sense doesn't it?
As I lay in bed last night, half asleep, half drunk on lust (yes I was reading the filth before I turned out the lights again), waiting for Mistress R to come to bed and tease me a little before sleep, I pondered if Mistress R has really yet grasped just how much I love and adore her. It's hard to say of course, since there's a limit to how much we can ever really know anyone, but I think she has at least some idea.
It's hard to explain to someone who isn't submissive that feeling you get when you know that you would do 'x' for your Mistress if she asked you too. It may never happen, it may not be something that your Mistress actually wants to happen, but in a way that isn't that important. It's like the perverts answer to 'I would take a bullet for you', nobody wants to see their partner 'take a bullet' for them, it's merely an expression conveying depth of feeling. And merely coming to realise that you would do something for another person out of love which you would not, or could not do for yourself is at once overwhelming and quite humbling actually... at least that was my experience.*
*You can read more about this here
Captions and lurkers...
Three times today I've seen my captions on other people's sites (uncredited), not that it really matters. It's not like I'm going to sue for breach of intellectual property, after all I steal the photo's from here there and everywhere, don't I? So who cares.... the only thing worse than being talked about, is not being talked about, as I believe Oscar Wilde said. (Isn't that right mrsjspet?)
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So apparently today it's 'Love Our Lurkers' day or something... don't really know what that's all about. It would be nice if some of you lurkers would leave a comment now and again, it can be anonymous if you want. I get anywhere between 1,500-2,700 hits a day so there must be a lot more people here than the 6 or 7 who leave comments over and over (shakes fist and scowls menacingly).
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So apparently today it's 'Love Our Lurkers' day or something... don't really know what that's all about. It would be nice if some of you lurkers would leave a comment now and again, it can be anonymous if you want. I get anywhere between 1,500-2,700 hits a day so there must be a lot more people here than the 6 or 7 who leave comments over and over (shakes fist and scowls menacingly).
Wednesday, 9 November 2011
Not as close as I thought...
I was all geared up for my 1,000th post today, but then I noticed I had 64 drafts and once I'd deleted those, well, I was back down to 934. Never mind, I've done a few captions for you which will appear throughout the day, hope you like them...
Tuesday, 8 November 2011
A contented Mistress...
Mistress R is feeling very contented right now, having just enjoyed another orgasm at the tip of my tongue. I too am feeling very content, having been stroked until hard and then mounted and ridden. Of course it's 'only' ten days since I was allowed to cum inside Mistress R, but every second of penetration is savoured since I never know when the next time I will be allowed inside her beautiful pussy will be... needless to say I wasn't allowed to cum, but I didn't expect that either. I am also starting to doubt my presumption that I will be allowed to cum on Sunday. Don't ask me why... because I don't know.
Moving on, after Mistress dismounted and steadfastly refused to touch my cock any further (I didn't ask but she must have known I wanted more, believe me she knew!) and I had calmed down, I asked her if she was still happy to be in control. I know we have discussed this many times and said that we must communicate on this, and I had no reason to doubt that she was still happy with our arrangement, but it doesn't hurt to ask. She said she was but that she wondered if one day, maybe in six months time, I might just change my mind and decide that I'd had enough of it.
Well obviously, I can't rule it out completely. Maybe one day the thought of a quick one off the wrist will seem more appealing than the exquisite torture of being teased again and again, for weeks on end, hoping that tonight will finally be the night and... no I can't see it happening either.
Still it's nice to know the option is there, should I ever decide that I've had enough, or that I need a break. But really, another six months down the line what I'm really hoping for is an even more contented, even more confident and even more dominant Mistress.
Moving on, after Mistress dismounted and steadfastly refused to touch my cock any further (I didn't ask but she must have known I wanted more, believe me she knew!) and I had calmed down, I asked her if she was still happy to be in control. I know we have discussed this many times and said that we must communicate on this, and I had no reason to doubt that she was still happy with our arrangement, but it doesn't hurt to ask. She said she was but that she wondered if one day, maybe in six months time, I might just change my mind and decide that I'd had enough of it.
Well obviously, I can't rule it out completely. Maybe one day the thought of a quick one off the wrist will seem more appealing than the exquisite torture of being teased again and again, for weeks on end, hoping that tonight will finally be the night and... no I can't see it happening either.
Still it's nice to know the option is there, should I ever decide that I've had enough, or that I need a break. But really, another six months down the line what I'm really hoping for is an even more contented, even more confident and even more dominant Mistress.
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