Passed through Oregon today, stopped in Weed, CA for the night. Driving through the rest of Cali and Arizona tomorrow for Our holiday in New Mexico.

Anyone want to meet up? Heading back to Washington on the 28th or so..

Submit to your Master
Live to please Him
Abandon all boundaries
Vow to Him only
Emanate His will

I can't remember where I found this, but it is absolutely perfect. 

kajira :

Tasked to write yet again for Master, and again the words just won't come. Is there anything more annoying than a writer with writer's block? I think not.

Aw, man. So, where to begin?!
We almost didn't make it out of the hotel room. We got to the event two hours after it started because Master wouldn't keep His hands off of me, though I wasn't helping.. I'm such a tramp. It's fantastic how much laughter and fun we share. I wore a red/black corset with a pencil skirt with D rings and bondage straps. There are two zippers in the front that zip from the bottom up to remove the skirt completely. I also had my large black collar, black stockings with the line up the back and fuck me pumps. Master was classy and sexy as fuck, as per usual, in a black button down and black dickies. Goddamn - He's so hot! So droolworthy.
We got there and the place was a little dead so we had a beer and wandered. There was a standard pyramid frame, St. Andrew's Cross, spanking bench and suspension bar. Everything had someone strapped to it, and yet everything was sooooo soft. Everyone was so light-handed with their subbies. I guarantee I'm the only one with bruises.
When we went, we agreed that we wouldn't be on stage my first time. Oh, boy, was I wrong. Though we agreed I shouldn't be tied down, after a couple beers, Master decided to sign us up for the spanking bench. When He told me He signed us up, He nonchalantly said it was going to be at midnight, then asked what time it was. It was 11:54pm. FUCK! We went outside, and I most definitely had some of His cigarette even though I quit smoking. I was nervous as hell. Did I mention that by this time, it was no longer dead? There were at least 80 people. We finally had to make our way back to the stage, He held my hand and led the way. After I set my purse and jacket under the bench, I watched Him remove His shirt and grin at me. Swallowing my pride, I stood tall and waited. He took a step toward me and unzipped my skirt, removing it from me He led me to the table and I knelt over it.
Boy, was I restless. Laying on that table, not knowing who was paying attention.. I was going insane inside myself.. Then CRACK! came the first swat. I heard a gasp coming from someone in the crowd.. Until Master's hand met my ass, there was only soft play going on. His hands are so fucking strong, they sting like a wooden paddle. CRACK! came the next. Crack, crack, crack, crack.. I can never tell where the next one will land.. He'd stop for a moment every couple swats to check on me, I could not stop giggling. It hurt, but just being around Him, having His attention and the pain making me giddy.. I just couldn't stop giggling. He makes me THAT happy. It's fantastic.
Anyway, I was deeply sat in subspace by the time we finished. Afterwards, Master said that we had a larger audience than any of the other scenes that night. Even the girl that was on the cross being beat couldn't take her eyes off of me. I got the fiercest, longest and most brutal beating that night. And it was only barehanded, and only my ass. Oh, dear god..
The most amazing part of the entire night?
After the debauchery at the event.. After the crazy fucking at the hotel.. After everything was said and done that night and we were in bed, with His arms around me.. He asked me to marry Him. I'm unofficially engaged (just waiting on the ring.), and I'm so excited to be owned by this amazingly, delicious sadist for the rest of my life.

her thoughts

His hands are still imprinted on my thighs. i was tasked to write on here nearly an hour ago, but the torture continued. oh, how sweet it can truly be. My Master is so delightfully devious. if you only knew.. He has completely captured my mind, body and soul.. i truly am nothing without Him. He is the air i breathe. He is the beating of my heart. I can see no life without Him. i wish to stay knelt at His feet forever. my body is still on fire from the tails of His flogger, my mind is still sat firmly in subspace, and my soul is still starving for more. i can never get enough of Him. Once i get a taste, i yearn and hunger for more. 

Until next time, 
Master's kajira

kajira: I can't wait until tomorrow! I get to go spend the weekend with my Master! Two nights, two and a half days with that devious mind of His.. My toes are curling as I type. hehe. He makes me feel so safe, protected and helpless, all at once. When I'm away from Him, my thoughts are consumed by Him. He is all that matters anymore. I've known this since the moment we met. It was platonic, with friends involved. He gave me a hug and He teased me, He could feel the anxiety running through my veins from that short amount of contact. My body burns for Him. I wish to be by His side right meowwww! (I hate work. :P)