Preoccupied

Are you going to let me come soon, Sir?

You left this...

Yours Only. Always.

Only if you're good (Prt. 2 *Ending)

I hear the tinkling of my collar as rope slides into the D-ring, tying a few knots to secure the rope to the leash. Sir tugs to test the rope. When he is satisfied, he flips me onto my stomach and begins to finger my wet pussy lips, towards my clit. I bite my tongue to stop myself from moaning outloud. However, I feel that effort was all in vain because my body was squirming towards his fingers.

*SLAP right on my ass. I cry out when I feel the sting. Sir's fingers are still rubbing my already wet clit. My brain feels fuzzy and my head swimming with the sensation of his fingers and all the teasing and punishment that I had endured thusfar...Then all of a sudden, something small and wet, slowly pushes in towards my asshole. Sir continues to play with my pussy, a soft kiss on my head and I know that he's trying to get me to relax so that he can insert the butt plug inside of me. I try to relax and concentrate. I resist at first but I'm so wet from his fingers that I finally just let go and the plug slides right into place. Sir stops fingering me and unties my hands. I rub my wrists in order to try to get feeling there again. In place of the rope, Sir secures leather cuffs and ties them together in front of me. Sir slips the blindfold off of my eyes and removes the earplugs. My eyes try to adjust to the light, but Sir doesn't give me much time. Instead, he tugs the rope attached to my collar and says "Get on your knees, pet."

Still slightly disoriented, I get on my knees as Sir stands up from the bed. Rope in hand, he looks down at me and smiles. "Wanna know something funny, pet? That plug in your ass isn't just your regular plug. I stopped by a shop and picked up something that you've been wanting, as well as dreading for awhile." It didn't take long for me to know what he was referring to as the plug in my ass starts to vibrate. I moan in both shock and pleasure. Sir chuckles and tugs on the rope again. "And it's not even set on high, pet. I want you to get on all fours while I walk around this room with that plug in your ass without coming. If you're bad, I'll bring you outside,tie you to a tree and let everyone see what a filthy little pet I have." Sir began to walk and I tried as best as I could to crawl behind him, vibrating plug in place. Crawling around, I'd never been so embarrassed and even more turned on that I'd ever been, my pussy juice slowly seeping down my freshly whipped thighs.

After some time, Sir decides to stop and sit on a couch across the room. He turns off the vibrating ass plug and I kneel in front of him. Legs shaking, Sir leans in to inspect my pussy and to touch my thighs. Satisfied with my wetness, he smiles and leans back. "Hmmmm...How do you feel, pet?" Sir asks me. I couldn't even look up at him. I was too embarrassed and turned on at the same time. "I want your cock inside of me so badly, Sir." I say quietly. "What's that, pet? I don't think I heard you."

"I want your cock inside of me, Sir." I say a bit more loudly.
"Hmm...I dunno, pet. Seems to me, you've been having all the fun so far. What will you do for me?" Sir asks. "Anything, Sir. Please. I want you to fuck me so badly." I whimper. "Awww...but I thought you were having fun. And I'm not quite convinced." Sir says tugging at the rope attached to my collar, pulling me towards him, as he kisses me roughly. Breaking contact, he looks me straight in the eyes and says "Show me how much, pet." I look down at Sir's crotch and slowly start rubbing his cock from inside his pants. I slide my restrained hands up his thighs towards the belt buckle, undoing it as well as undoing button on Sir's pants. I use my mouth to undo his zipper. I look up at Sir and see pure lust in his eyes as my hands begin to massage his cock hidden by his boxers. All my actions I do in a slow pace. Painfully slow. I lift myself up slightly and rub my face on Sir's crotch, worshipping his cock. I do this for awhile and can hear Sir groaning and shifting in his seat. I take that as a sign to use my hands as well and slowly slip my hand inside of his boxers to pull out Sir's cock and begin lightly moving up and down his shaft. I take my index finger and begin to stroke the head of his penis as I run my tongue down Sir's length, stopping just as I get to the head hovering directly above it with a mischievous smirk on my face. I begin to lower my head slowly to tease him even more but instead, Sir grabs a fistful of my hair and shoves me down, my mouth engulfing his rock hard penis. He turns on the vibrating butt plug again and forces my head up and down as I try to move my hands in tandem with my mouth. I try to focus on breathing while gasping with pleasure at the same time. However, it wasn't long before I hear Sir growl with frustration as he tugged on my collar, instructing me to get up and kneel on the couch with my ass in the air.

Vibrating plug set on high, Sir pulls his pants and boxers down, stands behind me and thrusts roughly inside of me. I cry out from both pain and pleasure. He grabs me by the hips and thrusts his cock in and out of my wet pussy, nails digging deeply into the couch. Both breathing heavily, after we both had a steady rhythm going, Sir takes my breasts into his hands and squeezes. I cry out and slam my pussy roughly against him. "I'm gonna come soon, pet. Come with me." Sir says. "Oh God. I'm gonna come soon too, sir." Moving faster and faster, I could feel my knees starting to slip off of the couch from sweating and shaky knees caused entirely by Sir. I try to steady myself as Sir takes hold of my waist again, roughly slamming in and out of me. In and out, in and out. Heavy breathing, moving quickly in sync, "Come now, pet." Sir groans outloud. And I come. Long and hot and happily, my vaginal walls clamping tighly around Sir's cock, my entire body shaking. A few nights ago, I had trouble sleeping from being so turned on because I was being deprived by Sir; tonight, I definitely would not have that problem.

There's nothing hotter than a man in a suit.

I'm wearing the corset and matching thong that you purchased for me last week. Thigh highs, black heels, and collar;as you instructed, waiting just for you. You just came home, pinstripe buisness suit, dress shirt and tie. You pull me towards you and I can feel your hard member pressed against the fabric of your pants. You know that I'm dripping wet from edging; switching between wearing my butt plug and vibrating egg to work; asking me to send photos for proof. I haven't been able to come in close to 2 weeks. I look into your eyes and tug at your tie. You take my hand away and completely unknot your tie and slip in over my eyes. You spin me around and whisper "Bend over and grab your ankles, pet." I do as you ask, my ass in the air, embarrassed and waiting as I hear your footsteps depart and return. I hear you chuckle softly, leash in one hand, riding crop in the other.

"Are you ready, pet?"

HNT: Pet Project.

*Thigh High boots, Egg Vibrator, & Collar.

So Sir thought it would be a good idea for me to update/start using this blog again as part of my assignments (among other fun & naughty assignments that he's given me). :] When I get a minute, a possible update of Sir & I is in order. For now, I hope this photo will suffice.

HHNT, everyone! <3

Happy Birthday, Sir!!!!!

Today is Sir's birthday but since he's not here, I figured that I would update with a photo of wax play and blog about my last time with sir.

"Wear something sexy and have your toys with you, pet." That was the e-mail from sir. I wasn't sure what I'd be expecting this time. Sir has asked me on several occasions to masterbate in front of him but never with my toys. I was anxious, nervous, and excited to see what sir would ask of me. Obediently, I got dressed into my black corset, thong, fishnet stockings, and collar and waited for his call. He inspected me from every angle as he had done last time. When he was satisfied, he asked me what toys I had with me. I told him my butt plug, clothes pins, my vibrator, and since my rope or my cuffs hadn't come in yet, I had a few ties lying around.

"I want you to play with yourself with one hand and to put your butt plug in with the other." he instructed. I hesitated for a moment because it has just been recently that sir and I have tried anal ANYTHING and here he was asking me to insert my plug myself. Not really wanting to disobey sir, I did as I was told. "Good girl." sir said. "Now, I want you to put the pins on your nipples and to blindfold yourself." Now I really had to protest. As I clipped one pin on a nipple, I begged sir to remove it. I think the pin hurt more than it actually did because this was the first time that I was doing this to myself. I was scared and nervous that I was doing it wrong because usually, toys like this are used when sir is around. Now, as well as for awhile, I am going to have to get used to pinning, pinching, etc. without sir. Sir said in reply, "Pet, if you don't do as I say, I will find other places for you to pin those." Needless to say, the pins stayed. Blindfolded and pinned, I leaned back. I spread my legs widely for him and began to tease my already dripping pussy with my vibrator on low.

I heard sir chuckle to himself upon seeing how much I was enjoying myself. Perhaps I was enjoying myself too much for sir's liking because he asked me, "How would you feel if I told you that I wasn't going to allow you to come tonight, pet?" I froze. I do enjoy it when sir is cruel to me but I sincerely hoped that this time he wasn't being serious. I had done my assignments as sir instructed and it had been about 5 days since I was allowed to come. I shoke my head and begged him to allow me to come that night. Sir said, "Alright pet, you may. So long as you tell me what you're thinking about while you're touching yourself and to ask me for permission just as you are about to come."

"Yes sir." I replied as I told him that while still blindfolded, I imagined sir biting my lip as he pulled my hair roughly. Clamps on my nipples with weights attached to them. Hands tied behind my back as sir rams his cock deeper and deeper into my dripping wet cunt until I cried out in pain and pleasure. God, I was so horny and desperate to come because on top of not being able to come for awhile, sir instructed that I turn my vibrator on to high as I told him what I was fantasizing about. Whenever I beg sir for my orgasm, I feel like a wanton, dirty little slut. I can't even pretend to be an expert at looking sexy because at that point, I didn't care what I looked like. I would do just anything for sir to allow me my orgasm. Gasping and panting was all that I could muster. I begged and begged him again and again, until finally, he let me come. I have to admit that that was one of the most intense orgasms that I've inflicted upon myself with sir. I had almost forgotten what it felt like to be blindfolded while coming.

Playing with sir on the cam is fun. :] On a side note, my rope and cuffs should be arriving soon! *Sir has most of the bondage stuff with him, but you can never have too much rope, and it doesn't hurt to own more than one pair of cuffs, anyways* And I'm happy to say that our long distance d/s relationship is going well. I can't believe that it's been 4 yrs. that we've been together and this is the first birthday that he and I are not celebrating in a naked, drunken, taggled mess together. :[ Ah, well.

Happy Birthday to my wonderful and sexy sir! I love you! <3

HNT: Here, even when you're not here

Things have been pretty hectic so I think that an update is in order. Everything has been nonstop on my end, what with renovations at home (don't mind the door in the background of the pic) and job interviews in full swing. I saw Avatar in 3D which was enjoyable unless you're prone to seizures and/or heartattacks. Otherwise, wonderful. I was skeptical at first...Oh! I also went to the Tim Burton Exhibition at the MOMA with friends and pretty much ruined my panties from excitement because he is my God.

Sir hasn't updated his blog in awhile because he's been super busy too. To quote him "One day of medschool is equivalent to a week of undergrad classes." Yikes... =/ Still, we always talk every night which is nice. At first, I had my worries and doubts that he would be too busy and I would start to feel neglected but that hasn't been the case. Even though we're both busy and far away from each other, we've both managed to maintain a sweet and kinky presence in each other's lives. (This first part is just an update of what's been going on in my daily life but if you want to know what's been happening with sir and I, read ahead after the HHNT greeting. :])

Lately, everything has just been fast paced and always on the go. The minute I get home, I'm getting ready to just go back out again for one reason or another. It's pretty exhausting. I think the hermit in me is starting to protest. Anyway. Here's a shot of me in one of my favorite pair of boots *Sir has a similar pair too so sometimes we match.* Lately, I've been so tired to get dressed for bed that I kinda strip on my way to my bed and fall asleep naked, save for my boots. Oh, what I sight I must be.

HHNT EVERYONE!



Sir and I have been enjoying a steady pattern of webcam sex but since I'm on my period, I've been in a bummy sweatpants, hot compress on the uterus, overkill Midol-induced state. But on my way home this past Saturday night, sir instructed that I wear my collar and something sexy for him. Sir definitely had something up his sleeve. Usually sir and I forgo sexytime whenever my monthly is here. Little did I know...But I didn't think much of it and didn't want to disobey, so I did as sir instructed.

I've heard of people having sex while on their period because it reduced the risk of pregnancy or because they're turned on by it but personally, I'm not aroused by it and I didn't see myself partaking in it. Masterbation, or intercourse...Until now. Sir and I talked casually about everyday topics when suddenly, he asked me to lean back against the wall and spread my legs. I reminded him again that I was on my period. He didn't seem to care. Sir threatened me with a spanking if I didn't spread my legs for him. As much as I like spankings from sir, I knew better this time. Slowly, I spread my legs for him as he asked. Sir proceeds to tell me how beautiful I am and at this point, I still can't look him in the eye. I thought that that would be the end of it. "I want you to touch yourself outside of your panties." he said. I blushed FURIOUSLY at what sir was asking me to do. I am shy enough when he watches me touch myself but moreso in this situation. I tried to wrap my brain around an alternative. Something. ANYTHING ELSE. Sir was unwilling to compromise. Besides, there isn't really much I can bargain with. Anything he asks of me is his. I closed my eyes and turned my face away as I began to rub myself. Mind you, I've never done this, nor have I ever thought to do this but since I am quite sensitive in general, to my surprise and to sir's delight, I started moaning softly and panting heavily. I wanted to stop. But I didn't want to stop. God, I really was a dirty humiliation slut. Sir wanted me to look up at him but I was so embarrassed as I continued to touch myself. He insisted that I admit outloud, over and over again how pleasureable this was until I convinced him enough to let me come. Sir commanded me to look up and as I did, he said, "Do you remember what my cock looks and feels like, slut?" I nodded my head yes as he aimed the camera down to his cock. His wonderful, thick cock that I miss wrapping my lips (both mouth/vagina) around; standing up proud and straight just for me. I began to recall all of the fun and pleasure that we've both shared and felt wonderful knowing that I turned him on. I always like being the reason for sir's arousal. I came first after sir gave me permission to, and he came shortly after.

I suppose there's no rule about sexual acts during your period but I don't forsee this happening on a regular basis. Sir and I like to push the envelope but we do have limits. I love how honest and open we are with each other so that we both better understand what does or doesn't turn us on. At first I was really uncomfortable with this idea but I have to say, that in the end, I enjoyed myself. To me, it was a different feeling because as I've said, it wasn't so much the fact that I had my period that turned me on but the fact that I felt embarrassed to no end at what sir was asking. It was more of a psychological attraction than that of a a physical. I'm usually super horny just as I'm about to get my period but during it, I usually feel so unsexy and bloated like a whale to even think about sex. But sir is wonderful and he always has a way of making me feel comfortable, sexy, and at my best.

HNT: Waiting for sir in my collar

January's practically over but only now am I beginning to feel like my life went from chaotic to normal again. Between buying/wrapping presents for loved ones in crowded malls to trudging to numerous drunken holiday parties in the cold, I've finally settled back into a normal pace again. Normally I wouldn't mind the two activities mentioned above if not for the crowdedness and the cold. *I'm not really a huge fan of winter. It seems that I'm a tropical person by nature. Grrr...Why can't it be spring already? That way, sir will be home and we can continue to do naughty things in public places in the WARM sunlight. The hardest thing about this winter in particular was seeing sir go. But since he's left, we are definitely more adjusted to our situation and despite or distance are still as in love than ever.

For now, I've been busy working on my design website and seeing friends off. It seems that NY, sadly cannot be for everyone with the way that the ecomony's going. Design can be a cruel mistress. Ah well. I don't want this post to get any more depressing than it needs to be so that's all I'm going to say about the matter.

HAPPY HNT, EVERYONE!

You gave your love to me, and now you are my property: Masturbating for sir

"Strip down to your bra and panties, pet. I want to take a good look at my property in the States." sir said. Today was the day that sir would FINALLY let me come. My nipples tingled with excitement. Slowly, I stripped off my shirt and the knee high socks that I was wearing. I didn't bother wearing any shorts or pants because I was hoping sir was in a good mood and would allow me to come that night.

"Get on all fours and turn towards me slowly." sir said to me. First he examined my breasts, my tight ass hole, and lastly my dripping cunt. He seemed satisfied. Smiling, he told me to start touching myself with one hand and to play with my breasts with the other. I moved my thong aside and slowly began to massage my clit with one hand, grabbing a handful of breast with the other. I continued towards my moist pussy, slowing caressing the lips of my vagina before shoving one finger, and eventually two in there. I thought about a lot of the kinky things that sir and I have done, and even more, the public places where we did these things. In particular about last Halloween, when I was dressed as a maid with my collar on, kneeling at the door, blindfolded waiting for sir to come home. How he took me forcefully on the bed, not bothering to remove our clothing. Just biting and scratching, giving little thought to anything else but his cock ramming hard and fast inside of me.

I became even wetter knowing that sir is watching me. I love it when his eyes grow dark with lust because of me. "Keep touching yourself but close your eyes and imagine that I'm right behind you, grabbing your nipples and playing with your wet pussy." I started to breath and pant more heavily, rocking my hips, moving faster as I stuck my fingers deeper and deeper into my cunt. I finally removed my restraining bra. I scratched my chest. I alternated squeezing and twisting my breasts and nipples as hard as I could. I was at the edge. I wanted to come so badly, but I knew better than to not ask sir for permission. I opened my eyes and looked straight into the camera at sir, begging. "Oh God, sir. Can I come please? Please?" He simply smiled. "Who do you belong to, pet?" He waited. Sir loves to make me wait. He also loves making me beg as I watch myself as a reminder of what a slut I really am. Hair desheveled, the clinking sound from my collar as my breasts bounced in the air, my face contorted in erotic bliss. "Oh God, please! I'm your dirty little slut sir, please!" Sir finally gave me permission and I threw my head back and shuddered, feeling my pussy clamp down onto my fingers as I came.

After recomposing ourselves, sir and I talked about his first day of classes which was on Monday. He also sent me a picture of himself, looking very professional and handsome during his white coat ceremony. A large part of me is very proud of him, while the other part of me couldn't help but fantasize about roughly disheveling his hair with my fingers from ecstacy because he is strangling me with his tie. When he comes home, I can't wait to greet him at the door wearing just his white coat and my collar and nylons underneath. Hopefully sir will be kind enough to fuck me against the wall. It has only been about a week since he's left and I miss his warm body next to mine. Tonight, I'm going to sleep with my collar on and hope that he dreams of me.

The bruises on my thighs may fade, but the memory of you doing that never will...

First blog entry since I was in high school so I'm a bit rusty. My good sir can make fun of me all he wants about how un-technologically savvy I am but I kick his ass in drafting and design programs. Anyhow, off topic. I'm in Jersey and he's in NY. But not for long. He's off to medschool in the Carribean and I'll probably be a wreck for a bit. I wasn't quite sure how this was going to work seeing as I know long distance takes work and effort. But then he came up with this idea of having a blog. Just talking about random things about our lives with a side of BDSM. I'll start this post with our last encounter but as we go along, he also happened to suggest Half Naked Thursdays so I'll eventually post a few sexy pics of myself because I know it'll make my sir happy.

Before all that, I guess I'll start with my relationship with sir. (If you read his blog, it'll be pretty similar for the intro part) We're both in our 20's and have been together for about 3 yrs. He's off to be an MD and I'm working on starting a career to be a designer in NYC. In the bedroom, we both found that we liked to experiment and found that we thoroughly enjoyed d/S and BDSM. I like wearing the collar and having my cunt teased mercilessly with his fingers or a vibrator but I do also enjoy blindfolding him and spanking him on occasion. I'm really shy about these situations and would be hesitant to try this with someone I wasn't deeply in love with or truly didn't trust.

I'm usually a grinch during the holiday season (up til the end of New Years) but he manages to get me into the spirit as well as in the mood. As a result, we decided to get a hotel room for the night. I also tend to get really grabby and horny when I'm drunk. As a surprise to him, I wore a black corset and a matching thong and nylons underneath my winter coat. I would've worn my black bondage style stilettos with them but it was snowing. Oh well. Maybe next time. ;)

My heart was pounding when sir kissed me on my shoulder. He told me to get on my knees and put the collar on as he blind folded me. He pulled my hair and dragged me around the room. I love how forceful he is with me. We started to kiss and bite and then without warning, he started fingering me. He took his hands out of my thong just long enough to smear my cunt juice all over my lips. He just chuckled as he licked my lips at how easily wet I became. My knees became weak just around the time he pushed me on to the bed. He started fingering me almost immediately as we started to talk dirty. Sir asked me what I was and to whom did I belong to. "I'm your dirty pain slut, sir." I managed to whimper. He likes knowing that I belong to him, and only him. He slapped me in the face and bit my lip. "Good girl." God I wanted his cock so badly. but he wouldn't let me have it that easily. He told me what a cock hungry whore I was and that I deserved to be spanked. I wasn't really in much of a position to argue since I was whimpering for him and I did want that spanking. REALLY BADLY. I was blindfolded the entire time but I'm sure that my ass was as red as a cherry. I didn't really have much time to recover before I realized that sir was tying my legs apart and my hands together above my head. He told me that I wasn't allowed to come unless he gave me permission to do so. That day, he was especially mean because he wanted to try something different. He wanted to try to make me squirt.

I wasn't sure how he was planning to do that. All I know is that I was dizzy with pleasure and my thighs were shaking as he began to lick, bite, and suck on my inner thighs. He didn't even get to my pussy yet and I already wanted to come. I'm quite sensitive when it comes to my inner thighs and hipbones it seems. A part of me wished I was gagged. I would be mortified if the people in the next hotel room could hear my moans and screams. I begged him to come. I promised him anything and everything if he allowed me to come. All of a sudden I heard a strong buzzing sound and felt the cold plastic pushing up into my wet pussy. It hurt so much that tears streamed down my eyes. I felt extra tight that night and I wasn't sure why. Perhaps it's because the vibe was too big. Sir switched tactics and used his fingers instead to stroke my g-spot.

Pain suddenly turned into pleasure and I started breathing heavily, making noises I hadn't made before, and clamping down on his fingers. I begged him again to let me come and this time he obliged. The experience was mindblowing. And just when I thought it was over, he climbed on top of me and fucked me senseless. He whispered in my ear how much he liked hearing me moan as he bite my lip as we kissed. We rocked together on the bed and he slapped me on the face just before we came together. Breathing heavily, his warm body collapsed on top of mine and eventually, removed my bonds together.

After a beer, some champagne, a few shots of SoCo, Jameson, and whatever colorful drink mixed with vodka sir happened to make for me at the New Yr's party, I was clearly drunker than he was since he drove back. He wanted to get some sleep but I was desperately hot and wanted to sleep naked and have sex before I drifted off to sleep. I quickly shed off my short mini leather dress and climbed under the covers with just my panties on. I knew we were gonna be tired the next day but it was definitely worth it. It was quick and passionate and I really enjoyed it when he came on face and tits. I love the taste of him but he just recently quit smoking so he tasted better than ever.

I'm very lucky to have a sir that gets off on watching me writhe and moan, even if I don't know what's going on. I like the feeling of giving up control. It's strangely comforting and relaxing.

I never have any complaints when having sex with sir, but I love it best when I get to kiss him in the forehead and whisper "Goodnight and I love you."