A Moment of Glory

Gosh, I had been so incredibly aroused the last couple days.  You know the kind...horny to the p0int that it's painful for your jeans just to rub you the wrong (or maybe right) way.  I had been doing some research, I won't say about what just yet, but it hadn't gotten me in quite a state.  Of course, Daddy always knows when I'm like this.  Sometimes He cares, sometimes He doesn't but either way, I don't dare make a fuss about it.  I simply greet Him the same way I do every day when He gets home, with a kiss and by saying I am available for your pleasure.  Maybe it's the inflection or tone in my voice that gives me away.  

Last night, being that it was late once again by the time we made it up to bed, I asked if I could be of service, assuming that He would just request my assistance in some relief.  Much to my surprise, after spending some time using my mouth on Him, He ordered me to get undressed and get on top of Him.  Almost immediately after I had slid myself down on His cock, He pushed me off and told me to turn around and ride Him, facing the other direction. I guess this would be considered the "reverse cowgirl position", which we almost never use.  Not only does it just feel awkward like trying to write left handed, but I much prefer the closeness of being face to face. Honestly, I think He prefers it that way too.  

While it wasn't exactly what my greedy pussy was hoping for, it was obvious she was enjoying all the same as spanked me with a piece of rope He found in the bedside drawer while reminding me that my only job was to jerk Him off my pussy.  Pssst....just a little word of caution...getting spanked with rope really hurts!!

When Daddy was satisfied that He had made up for missing a couple days of maintenance spankings, He told me to get on my back.  As He pressed Himself down on top of me, He snaked His arm up between the bed and my back. Latching onto a fistful of my hair, He took what He wanted and gave me a bit of what I needed so badly.

Afterwards, as I was cleaning Him, He asked if I had enjoyed my few minutes of glory.  

Yes...Yes...I most certainly did and I am pretty thankful because I have a feeling He isn't feeling quite as generous today.  

My Introduction to Breath Play

Something new...So exciting and just a tad scary!!

He typically plays this little game, forcing me down on Him until my airway is blocked and then tells me when I can come up for a brief moment of air.  Up until the other night, this had been my only touch of experience with breath play.

But the other night was different and oh...so yummy!!

I can't say that I got off on not being able to breath but I certainly responded well to the control Daddy was exerting over me.   

It all started while I was lying on the bed, flat on my stomach.  With my feet crossed and toes pointed, my arms down by my side and palms up, and my head turned to the side, He straddled my legs and pushed Himself inside me from behind, using the full weight of His body to render me immobile.  Not that we practice gorean, but for those of you familiar with the gorean positions, the best way to describe this is a cross between "belly" and "bara", with my arms and hands in the "belly" position and my legs in the "bara" position.

This is absolutely one of my FAVORITE positions by the way...feeling the weight of His body on me, not being able to move...His mouth on the back of my neck...His hands grabbing my hair and pulling my head back...His voice right in my ear...

ahhh....oh my goodness...

oh wait...back to breath play!!

This time, though He pulled the pillow in front of my face and pushed my head down, telling me I wasn't allowed to breath until He gave me permission.

This was ok, but I failed to mention to Him that I could still kind of breath through the pillow.  Nevertheless, I felt the moisture running down my legs and we both knew He was on to something. He did that a couple times, each time letting me up for a quick breath before ordering my face back down into the pillow.

Just when I thought it was over, He turned me over on my back.  As He continued to move inside me, He told me we were going to try it again.

Keep your mouth closed tight.

Being face to face was quite different.  I could see the intensity in His eyes as He reached up and pinched my nose closed.  This time, I really couldn't breath AT ALL.  And I started to panic after just a few seconds.  My body began bucking, my arms started flailing around and I had to gulp in a breath.  I'm pretty sure this wasn't one of my sexier moments:) 

One more time and don't breath until I tell you to.

This time I didn't fight it.  I started counting in my mind kind of like I do with spankings and stayed focused on relaxing my body.  When He did see that I was starting to struggle, He counted down a few more seconds before letting me breath.

So, all in all, I guess the case could be made that I liked it.  Of course, as usual, He claims that certain parts of me LOVED it!

A Few Firsts

Let's start with the ginger root.  Daddy had been threatening to try this for quite some time.  Each time He came home from the grocery store and had some wrapped in a bag, I would get pretty anxious, but He always just ended up using it in some new recipe.  Of course, He never passed up an opportunity to tease me with that sadistic glint in His eye whenever it came out of the fridge.

Last week though, when He pulled it out of the fridge, He intended to use it for real.  Not really in a bad way, but just trying it out sort of way.  After He skinned a piece of the root, we made our way upstairs and I joked about how with my luck I would have some horrible allergic reaction to it and it would close off my holes...LOL! 

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Figging

I am happy to report, that didn't happen.  Honestly, there really isn't much to report.  He started by rubbing it on my clit.  It was cold!  That was about the extent of it, except for the fact that He was rubbing my clit which was good of course.  It got a bit more stimulating as He tested it in and around my pussy but I still didn't feel the supposed burning sensation.   

Then He told me to turn over so He could try it in my ass.  Oh, yeah!  That...I felt.  It wasn't really an intolerable burning, but it wasn't comfortable either.  And by the way, just a word of caution...clenching your butt muscles does increase the burn. 

When He took it out and rubbed it on my clit again though, I felt all warm and tingly in all the right spots which was nice. 

I learned that the technical term for using ginger in this manner is "figging".  So I looked it up on Wiki and also learned this was used a form of discipline on female slaves beginning in Ancient Greece.  Hmmm...learn something new everyday.

The next day, He pulled out a little device of torture called a spiked breast binder.  Somehow it seemed oddly appropriate that He put it on me while we watched our favorite show, Game of Thrones.  It straps on pretty tight so it was certainly uncomfortable.  To the point, that I purposely tried not to move around too much.  When He removed it, there were lots of little spike marks imprinted on my tits and I was surprised at how long the pain lasted.  For a good 30 minutes afterwards, it felt like I still had it on.  


http://www.ebay.com/itm/Womens-Sexy-Black-Bra-Breast-Binders-with-Spikes-/151266980170?pt=US_CSA_WC_Intimates&hash=item233836f14a

 

And last but not least, I learned a new cock sucking position.   I doubt it has a name but basically I was lying on my belly with my body outstretched between His legs.  He then had me bring my heels up to my butt and hold my ankles while I continued to use my mouth on Him.  Whew...that one was tough so thankfully, He didn't make me hold it too long.

Contracts, Rules, and Slave Training...Is it Necessary

I have done quite a bit of reading on a certain kinky social networking site and can certainly appreciate that everyone has a different perspective and methods for achieving success in their D/s dynamic.

Are contracts, rules, and formalized training really necessary?  Some people say yes, some say no, and some are very adamant in their feelings one way or the other.  Myself...I wholeheartedly believe that having these as part of our life has been one of the keys to our success so far.  Everyone learns differently.  I just happen to be a very analytical person that needs to see and have all the details laid out in front of me. This is what works for me and my relationship and is in no way to imply that one side is right or wrong.   
 
Contracts and Rules

 

After telling my Master I wanted to submit to Him, He did quite a bit of research and proposed a contract.  Initially, I thought this was very silly.  It's not like we were strangers...why did we need a piece of paper to guide us?  Me...being the impatient person I tend to be, was anxious and just wanted to get started with the spankings already!  But I humored Him anyways.

I actually was really surprised to see how serious this was to Him.  He drafted a document, presented it to me, and gave me a week to decide if I was in or not.  Looking over it, I was a bit in shock.  Apparently, I had very little knowledge of what submitting in a 24/7 dynamic really meant.  This document would serve to redefine our relationship, expectations of each other, and our actions moving forward.  The part that scared me the most was that it was binding for a year, unless of course my Master chose to end it. 

 

     Some of the items included within our contract are:

 

     - Purpose and Duration
 

     - Submissive and Master Affirmations, Commitments, and Roles
 

     - Rules of Privacy and Discretion
 

     - Rules of Conduct (Public, Private, and at Work)
 

     - Limits and Needs of the Submissive

 

     - Signatures

 

     There are also 3 appendices:

 

      - GeneralRules- conduct, chores (household and sexual), and personal appearance

 

       - Punishable offenses and types of punishments that can be used

 

       - Positions (liste with detailed descriptions) I am required to know

 

                *Note about rules: we started with just a few and it grew from there over time

 

Believe me, I read long and hard and took my time deciding before putting pen to paper and signing myself to Him.  I started to see how living this 24/7 was going to be a huge responsibility for both Master and slave and would not be something that we should enter into lightly.
 

Now looking back, this was probably one of the most important preliminary steps we took.  I can never say that I didn't know what I was in for but most importantly, it served as my compass at times when I felt I was losing my way or wanted to give up.  Even though it isn't legally binding, I had signed this document, with my heart, and I didn't want to fail in my commitment to Him.  Taking it one day at a time, almost a year has passed since our signing.  Are there ups and downs?  Of course, but I am amazed how far I have come.  I am looking forward to our upcoming contract renewal and have no doubt that we are on the right course!!

Slave Training

 

It seems there may be a misconception among some that slave training is similar to that of teaching a dog to sit and fetch. Training, to me, is so much more than that. Admittedly, it has been slow going with work, crazy schedules, and kids but it has been an important part of the process for us. Since we spent almost 20 years interacting with each other in a certain way, these old habits needed to change as much for me as my Master. Not only does He have so much to teach me about how to serve, to guide me in working past my boundaries, He has had to learn to balance his role as Master and Husband. Many times, the soft husband side of Him wants to take over when I actually need to be pushed harder. Training is sometimes intense with discipline for every mistake, but at times it is just light hearted, fun, and a time spent together building our connection.

      Some of the components Master has included in my training:

     -Position training-practicing and perfecting each

     -Pain Conditioning and overall body conditioning/endurance

     -Sexual Training-prolonged sexual sessions, multiple penetrations, etc

     -Orgasm Control and Denial

     -Cock worship training

     -Humiliation training

Not only is training meant to teach me exactly how to please Him, but it is also a preparation for me before venturing out into a more public arena. I want to ensure that my actions make Him proud at all times.

           

Punishment Positions

I received a message from one of my readers on Saturday inquiring about some pictures I had promised in an earlier post comment.  Well, I was certainly called to the carpet on that!  LOL.  Things have just gotten away from me, and quite frankly Master and I haven't had a whole lot of time since most of our "play" time has been spent on training. 

However, I do aim to please so we took a couple pictures during position training later that day.  My Master wanted me to post these two photos specifically to show a couple of other examples of "punishment" positions.  As another reader commented in my post "Damn Hairclip", plank position and wall squats are also great "punishments".

Now, I talked about these two dreaded positions in "Position Training and Acceptance of Pain".  If you haven't tried them, they look easy...right?  Ha, I think not (at least not for me).  Notice in each, legs are held about 6 inches off the ground.  The only difference is that one is with legs opened and one is with legs closed.  Try continuously alternating and holding each without dropping your feet until your Master instructs you to stop and see if that doesn't feel like punishment.  These actually make me break out in a sweat...partially from exertion but mainly because I know I just earned myself another punishment for putting my feet down:)



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