Reflecting on the journey I've been on over the last 11 months, it seems unbelievable to me the changes in my life. The people I have encountered have been amazing or horrible, but have helped to shape me and the sub I have become. 

So, I salute you, you know who you are. Those that helped me in my transition from Mrs Married - frustrated, unhappy and bored, to Ms Sub - owned, satisfied, complete. 

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I think Daddy thought his arm needed a workout this morning *rubs bottom* OUCH

Morning. Did I mention I LOVE our flogger? 

Oh good, a row with the ex husband. Just perfect for starting a relaxing evening. *rolls eyes* Reason 367 why I kicked his sorry ass out. 

Thank god for Daddy; making me Blueberry mojitos, and cooking the children their tea. : )

Daddy got a call out. : ( I forgot he was on call this week. *sad face* Subbie all alone. 

I can't bear whining. So, out with the old and in with the new. *cracks whip*

Busy, busy day today. Looking forward to Daddy getting home. I may have to take him straight upstairs for a little Daddy & Baby time ; )

Ok, I really don't want to talk about the weather.... but DAMN! This rain is making me so bloody miserable. 

I want Daddy right now. I want him to use the flogger all over my body like he did yesterday. Across my ass, breasts, stomach, pussy and thighs. Teasing & thwacking. Ohhh god, I think we may have to spend a little time away from the children this evening.....

Fabulous weekend. Had so much fun at BBB today. I was so proud to wear my collar and walk behind my Daddy. We bought the flogger we'd talked about. UNF! It's AMAZING!!

Daddy read my journal. He held me, and kissed me gently, and asked me why I hadn't told him how I felt. I had in fact alluded to it, but not as strongly as I felt about it. I think in many ways I am so used to Daddy being utterly in tune with me, I don't ever think that he might not be at that moment. 

It's funny how some days a stream of filth is exciting. And other days being told what a slut you are feels horrible. Strange really, how something incredibly hot one day can make me feel like crying another day. : (

Mmmmmmm I'm so lucky to have my Daddy. He has the most perfect cock, just right for sucking. Sometimes I could just sit and gaze at it. Mmmmmmm gorgeous : ) 

I'm so disgusted by my sub's behaviour and attitude that I can't even bring myself to speak to him. 

Still feeling poorly. Should I be grateful that Daddy distracted me by by beating my ass with his slipper? He followed it up with his hand, because I thanked him half way through, which he knew was me hoping he would stop... LOL Silly girl. I should know that Daddy knows everything. 

Daddy appears to enjoy using the back scratcher. I like it too. Although I think it's fair to say  that we haven't been using it for the purpose it was intended for.  

I'm so full of cold and cough. It's not at all sexy. I'm utterly fed up. Somebody soothe me : )

Right, bed time. Night folks : ) Dom, switch or sub xxxx

My new back scratcher is pretty robust. It's quite long and firm. Why am I telling you this you may wonder? Because Daddy used it to cane my ass earlier. *OUCHY*

Morning : ) Back after a family crisis. 

Daddy says it's time to go any do stuff. Bye for now : ) xxxxx

Work today, but a wet dog walk first. How thrilling! *sigh* I'd rather be curled up in my warm cosy bed. Hands roaming over my body, teasing, and caressing.....

Pumpkin carving time! I have to be a mummy too... not just a cock hungry slut. 

Right, replied to everything so far, I think! I'm going to go in the shower now. Wash my tiredness away. I know that as I wash, I'll start slowly soaping my breasts and sliding my hands down my stomach. My legs parting sightly and my fingers find their way into my slit.... Mmmmmmm Shower time!

In a weird funk this morning. Too much to do. Not sure where to start. Shouldn't be on here really, but it's oddly addictive. Plus I always feel rude if I don't reply to messages. *sigh* Sub to my core! 

Broken my phone! Having an utter tantrum!! 

To feel hands on my body, squeezing me & holding me down. God I want that right now. 

Busy day ahead. No time to reply to anymore messages this morning. Maybe later. Thinking of a certain someone and feeling very wet. ; ) xx

Lovely weekend. Shame it's over. Can you get arrested for fucking in your own garden? 

Off to go and get stuff* done now. Ahhh the joys of life.  *play with my wand. *giggles*

Multiple orgasms... oh yes baby!

Note to self : get off CM and get to bloody work! 

I love the feel of hard nipples through the satin of a bra. Mmmmmmm

I'M SO BORED. I WANT TO GO OUT AND PLAY. 

Work today. Soooo not in the mood. *sigh* 

Rubbish start to my day. My children weren't being the easiest to deal with this morning. Getting back to bed, Daddy waiting for me.... It took a while for me to realise that I didn't need sympathy or understanding this morning. Yes the start to my day was crap, but I didn't need soothing. I needed that irritation to be fucked away. 

Daddy took control of me totally. Hands in my hair gripping tight, pulling me back, down onto the bed and fucking me hard. Orgasms ripping through me, dissolving the stress like detergent on grease. Lying together talking, gentle caresses, suddenly Daddy flipped me over, spanked me and then beat my ass with his belt. It's amazing how pain can be intensely delicious. The endorphin rush dissipating every last bit of irritation and stress from me. Leaving me ready to get on with my day. What a lucky girl I am. 

At the centre of my emotional world I am loved and cared for. As the concentric circles spread out, however, the emotional positions change. Impacted by everyone else's emotions, all the crap that I have to deal with makes me want to run. Last week was an odd week... full of frustrations, concerns, anger, stresses, upheaval. Calmed by... caresses, kisses, soothing, protecting, easing.

 I am at peace with my submission, trusting that I will be handled with care, love & understanding. I am truly blessed to be held in such safe hands. I'm not sure how I would be coping with my life if I were alone. 

Cuffed and chained. Helpless and naked. Ass beaten as others watched. Cumming with no contact. Safe & protected. Submission given willingly. Overwhelming peace and well being. Perfect Friday night. 

To be loved. To be needed. To be desired. To be admired. To be respected. To be wanted. To be punished. To be held. To be kissed. To be fucked. To be held in check with a glance. Wondrous things.

after a successful morning sleeping, I feel a trip to the kitchen to forage for food is in order.

The whirlwind of change. The calm within the storm. Fucking amazing. 

Fed up with feeling ill. So bored of being in bed. Missing my Sir. *sigh* I haven't enjoyed the second half of this week very much at all.

I love the comforting words from Sir to reassure me when I feel blue. But it doesn't stop me missing Him, and needing Him.

His hands on my skin, or in my hair. The way He looks at me, the look that can take my breath away, long before His hands around my throat do. *sigh* Need my Sir tonight.

Clearing out hundreds of messages from my inbox. And reading the first messages from my Sir. Reading His words again knocks me off my feet. And now that He is in my life, and holds me in His hands in RL, I have the chance to do all the things He messaged about. *happy, content sigh*

I just love and adore some fucking stranger thinking they have the right to comment on me or my life. Fuck the fuck off, and when you get there... fuck off some more you rude cunt. 

Delighted with myself for having set up a portable hotspot on my phone so am using the laptop in the sun. *glows*

Off to actually enjoy some sunshine! Be back later : )