Say Please.

"Look at me, pet." Sir said.

I couldn't bring myself to do so. Head down with the chain of the nipple clamps grasped tightly between my teeth, hands cuffed together, kneeling in front of Sir, I couldn't do it. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction. Earlier today he had me get on all fours, butt plug in place as he gave me a good flogging with our new riding crop. Now I was sitting on the balls of my feet and could feel the welts on my ass which I was more than sure was still bright cherry pink. Just the shade Sir liked my ass to be after a good spanking/ flogging. Thankfully or not so thankfully, Sir removed the plug, simply to replace it with these nipple clamps. I'm glad at least it wasn't both at this moment. After that, I definitely didn't want to raise my head up and look at him. I didn't want to admit that I had been turned on since then, and I didn't want to admit it to him now either.

"I want you to crawl towards our nightstand and get the Hitachi and plug it in. Remember, don't drop your chain, pet. If you do, I will leave you here kneeling in our bedroom, unable to come." As carefully as I could, head still down I crawl slowly towards our bed, teeth firmly clamped down on the chain. I try to stand briefly to pull it out of the drawer, bring it back, plug it in, trying very hard not to tug on my overly sensitive nipples. All the while, I know embarrassingly, his eyes are still watching me the entire time.

When he orders it, I turn it on and hold it towards my pussy. I've always thought that Hitachis have always been too intense for me to handle but if it was the only way that Sir was going to let me come, I'd take it. It had not even been a minute yet and my pussy was already dripping. I'm whimpering and squirming, trying my hardest not to move around too much, especially my head as the clamps swung around, a painful reminder. But I was getting hot, and wet, and so turned on as time went on. And just like that, Sir instructed me to turn the wand off. I was so close to coming it wasn't even fair.

"Had enough, pet?" Sir asked. My cunt throbbed so badly; My whole body felt warm, my nipples sore, I finally swallowed my pride and did as he originally asked hours ago. I looked up at him, straight in the eye, and said "Yes, sir." as best as I could. This action tugged at my nipples as I winced in pain. I saw him smirk in satisfaction. "You can let the chain go, but I want you to play with yourself as I take these clamps off for you. No coming without my permission, pet." He looks at me, I know that he's waiting for me to make the first move...I let the chain drop from my mouth and start crawling back towards the bed. When we get there, Sir decides to sit behind me, back against the headboard and I sit in front of him. Slowly, I move my hand towards my pussy. He kisses my forehead softly, removing my cuffs first. When he removes the first nipple clamp, I whimper. He touches my overly sensitive nipples softly and I wince. "Aren't you glad at least one clamp is off, pet?" I nod silently, eyes closed, stroking my already wet cunt more turned on and humiliated than ever that I was completely exposed, practically naked while he was still fully clothed.

"You don't seem very thankfully. If you'd like, I can put it back on for a little while longer and see how you feel later." Sir said. "No sir. Thank you, sir." I manage to gasp. At this point, my legs were shaking, head swimming. I didn't know whether to focus on the pain or pleasure. Heat radiated throughout my body. "Tell me how wet you are and how badly you want to come, pet."Sir said, his one hand joining mine to see how wet I really was.

I'm soaked, Sir. Please, please let me come." I say. In my opinion, it didn't matter what I said because at that point, there was no denying it. But I knew the real reason he asked was because it was all part of trying to break me down. I was stroking faster, my hips bucking towards fingers, his or mine. One nipple still clamped, Sir's other hand was playing with the nipple that he just released from the clamps; almost inqusitively as if he wasn't quite sure whether he was going to let me come during this session or not. My breathing was short and swift, I'm so close... then all I hear is Sir counting. We'd done this before. I'd never been so anxious for him to reach 1:

10...9..8..7...6...5..4...3.......2.......

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?"

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.

Sweetest Goodbye

Even after watching all of my beloved sir's luggage strewn all across the floor in his house, the idea that he is definitely leaving has still yet to hit me. Maybe I'm in denial because I don't want him to go but at the same time I want him to go because I know how important this is to him.

Yesterday was the last day that I will be seeing sir until he comes back in May. He picked me up and drove me back to his house because he invited me over to have dinner with his family and have drinks with him and his friends afterwards. On the drive there, he said, "Remember, pet. You're not allowed to come no matter what I do to you, understood?" I shook my head and replied "Yes, sir." "Good girl." sir said as he told me to hike up my very tight pencil skirt because he wanted to finger me in the front passenger seat. Needless to say, sir was very happy with what greeted him which was a pair of thigh high fishnet stockings and a silky Victoria's Secret thong. (I always joke with sir that at this point, I'm pretty sure that he's seen most of what's exhibited in the Victoria's Secret catalog because of me by now. Sorry, I have an undeniable weakness for cute underwear) Sir and I have done this before on several occassions but the fact that it was broad daylight both embarrassed and made me wetter at the same time. I'm sure that the people driving on the other side of the road could see my face contorting in pleasure so instead I grit my teeth and faced my side of the window as he touched, twisted and grabbed my pussy from outside of my underwear. He scratched my thigh and then slowly massaged it as he chuckled to himself upon seeing that I was beginning to soak through my thong. It had been 2 days since sir permitted me to come so at this point, my cunt was throbbing. "That was the shortest ride to his house that I had ever experienced." I thought to myself as we pulled up to his house.

For awhile, I've been working on his going away present which consisted of an ink drawing that I did on a sheet of veneer along with a small black moleskine notebook filled with quotes and funny and endearing pictures of things that reminded me of him, what I will miss when he's away, and naughty things I want to do to him when he returns. Sir whispered "Thank you." as he grabbed my hair and gave me the most passionate and heartfelt kiss that went straight to my soul and down to warmth between my thighs. He managed to somehow fog up the aviator glasses that I was wearing! Dinner was pleasant and the last of his major packing got done. But I won't elaborate on that as it is not what the Dear Readers came here for.

After dinner, I think sir really wanted his dessert. And so did I. As the car was warming up, sir didn't waste anytime putting his hands up my skirt. His hands were cold and it was my job to warm them up. All the local spots that we usually went to were crowded with people that were too likely to catch us. I like doing it in public but we knew better. Frustrated, sir told me to hike up my skirt and put my coat on top of my lap. He began to finger me again, but this time putting his fingers inside of my thong. We carried on this way until we finally found a spot. It wasn't secluded enough for full on fucking that we both wanted but it was still public enough to do what we did. Sir and I began to kiss and without warning, threw his head down towards my lap and moved my thong aside as he began to tongue fuck my pussy in the car. My nails dug into the driver's leather headrest as I cried out and begged him for permission to come. Sir gave me permission. The experience was more intense than I could describe. I wanted to thank sir for my orgasm and began to rub his cock inside of his jeans. It secretly made me happy to see how hard he was from licking my pussy. Sir began to unbutton his pants and asked me, "Just how badly do you want my cock?" I replied "Really badly sir. You know what a cock hungry whore I am, sir." Sir had slipped down his pants and his boxers at this point. I looked down at his cock hungrily. "Do you promise to swallow and lick every drop?" he asked. I nodded my head yes. He smiled at me as we kissed and he bit my lip. I bit him back forgetting that I wasn't allowed to do that. He grabbed my hair and slapped my face as he repremanded me, saying, "Bad slut. I didn't give you permission to do that." I said I was sorry as he forced my mouth down onto his cock.

He gripped my head and massaged my hair as I worked my way up and down his cock, sucking and licking it. I like the sounds sir makes when he's turned on. I could feel my cunt getting wet again. Sir knows that I get turned on when I'm giving him a blowjob so he decided to play with my clit and thrust one finger inside of my dripping wet pussy along with another finger dangerously close to my ass hole. He told me to suck his cock and to relax my throat. I did as he asked as he began to thrust faster and deeper into my mouth. At that point, I was choking on his cock but my gag reflex has gotten a lot better since I love deep throating sir's cock. I was pretty sure his entire cock was inside my mouth because I could feel his balls slapping my chin. He came long and hard in my mouth and I swallowed every sweet drop of him. Just like a good pet. He sighed in saisfaction. He looked at me and stroked my hair lovingly. "I love you and damn, that was one of the most incredible blowjobs that you've ever given me." he said. "Thank you, sir." I replied. He smiled at me and said, "If you think I'm done with you, you are mistaken pet. Go inside your purse and put your vibrator egg inside of you." I looked at him incrediously. "Are you serious?" I managed to choke out in disbelief. He gave me the look that he was deadly serious. I didn't dare disobey. I rummaged through my purse and found the vibrator and remote. I handed sir the remote and stuck the egg inside of my cunt. "And the same rules apply, pet. Don't you dare come unless I let you." I replied, "Yes sir." Pleased, he drove to Starbucks to get us both coffee. I told him that I'd rather not greet his friends smelling like his semen and my saliva.

He turned on the vibrator every so often. I winced and tried not to make any sqeaks or sounds that would give me away to the general public. Little did everyone know, I was getting wetter by the second because of this little vibrator and because of the fact that this was happening while sir and I were both out in public. Sir even turned it on when we greeted his friend's parents! Sir is often very very wicked...

After we picked up his friends, we headed to a bar. We were all drinking and having a good time until my phone vibrated. Sir handed it to me nonchalantly. The text was from him. It read, "Panties, now. Excuse yourself to the bathroom." Sheepishly, I waited for a bit. I didn't want to seem obvious. Eventually, I excused myself. I couldn't believe that I was about to hand my soaked thong to sir and go home without any underwear! Thankfully, this was towards the end of the night and we were all saying goodbye and good night to everyone.

Sir brought one of his friend for the ride home. Perhaps he was thinking of me and possibly knew that if he and I were alone, I was going to cry. I almost did anyway when he showed/told me that he was going to start wearing the ring again that I had bought for him on our 2 year anniversary when we exchanged rings. On the other hand, I was still thoroughly turned on so I sent him a text saying that had we gone home alone, I wanted to give him road head on the way home but obviously that wasn't possible. Descretely, I handed him my thong and rested my hand on his lap which occassionally wandered over to his crotch. If sir could be mean, I thought to myself, "So could I."

The ride was short and sir was happy...He got the send off that he wanted. Small, intimate, and surrounded by people who would truly miss him. I kissed him several times and I gave him the biggest and tightest hug that I could. I knew that that was the last time that I would for a bit.

When I entered my house, I had to climb up the stairs to get to my bedroom. My thighs were still wet from the evening and I happened to be wearing a tight pencil skirt that night so that with every shift or movement, the vibrator would rub against my g-spot. I began to remove the vibrator that had been resting inside my very moist pussy the entire night, groaning in pleasure and disappointment. After all the events of the evening, my pussy was overstimulated. I squirted unexpectedly as I pulled the vibrator out of overly wet cunt. Not only were my juices all over the vibrator but all over my bedroom floor and I could also feel it dripping down my thighs and onto my fishnet thigh highs. I cleaned myself up and decided to confess to sir that I had come without his permission. After all, since sir was kind enough to let me come, I have to wait 5 days before I am allowed to come again. (It was originially 4 days but I can't seem to keep my hands to myself. ;] ) I awaited my punishment.

...There was none. Sir seemed pleased and commended how hot that was. I shook my head and smiled at his text. Even though I'm used to his antics and absurdly perverted remarks, he still somehow manages to shock me. I shake my head and smile as I climb into bed and dream of the day that he'll be at my doorstep again, smiling with a boquet of roses in one hand and a wad of rope in the other.

Can you gag me with my soaking wet panties, too?

Since sir is about to be off to med school soon, I just thought how hot *and fitting it would be if I dressed up as a naughty catholic school girl for him and he tied me up with one of my legs in the air, similar to that in the picture, except I hope that he gags me with my soaking wet panties first. Just to remind me what a slut I really. I can just imagine him putting the anal plug and the vibrator inside of me, filling both holes....mmmm. It'd be pretty hard to balance myself I'd think, but it would be fun nonetheless.

On a side note, my sir has started to give me naughty assignments on a daily basis to fulfill. Today, I am to discuss my favorite things in the bedroom. BDSM related or romantic. There's so many to choose from but I'd have to say that I really enjoy it when he blind folds me. I like seeing sir naked, his cock rock hard but when I'm blindfolded, I can't anticipate what he's about to do to me and it makes me even wetter. When it does happen, the feeling is that much more intense because I'm forced to focus on the pleasure and pain that's being inflicted upon me.

I also like being left in the closet, blind folded, hands and legs tied together, with a vibrator stuck inside of me. The anticipation is maddening and the vibrator feels so good with every small move that I make. Usually afterwards, he pulls me out of the closet, takes my blind fold off and fucks me mercilessly in front of a mirror, forcing me to watch my facial expressions as he rams his cock inside of my dripping wet pussy, or ass hole *which we've just started exploring recently. I guess to sum it all up, it's the anticipation build up that really gets me going. All of that pent up sexual frustration just waiting to be released. Which I am only allowed to release when given permission to do so by my sir.

On another note, most people say that once you having kinky sex, you'll never go back to vanilla sex. I didn't realize it until after the assignment that sir gave me but I'd have to say that I do enjoy/miss having vanilla sex once in awhile. Talking while being in the bathtub together, getting/giving back rubs with oil... I'm not saying that my sir is not romantic. He shows it in many many ways and I am lucky and greatful to be with him. It's partially my fault for not hinting it. I didn't think that my girly side would emerge out of nowhere either. It's not that I'm saying that I don't feel special. Far from it. There's no other way for me to feel when I'm with him. When we go out to dinner, he pays for everything. He pulls out chairs for me. He opens doors. He is a very very generous sir. And yet when we're in the bedroom, it has been a while since he and I have had slow and quiet sex. Whenever we're together we bite, tease, spank, lick, suck, etc. each other but I don't think that I can ever remember coming into the bedroom with candles and rose petals, like you'd see in a cheesy romance flick.

This concept came up when we started discussing the psychological side of BDSM. I trust my sir completely and feel like I can tell him anything. My fears, my worries, my likes, dislikes, strange tendencies, etc. and vice versa. If you can't be whole heartedly honest, what's the point?

No matter what turns you on, in my humble opinion, I feel like the whole point is not to simply do as your Dom tells you to in order for you (the sub) to get your reward. Trust and Understanding your partner's (Both Sub and Dom.) needs and desires is really what matters. Call me crazy. I guess I just love my sir that much. With or without my collar on.