CollaredChicklet

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Wow, what an exhausting weekend!

The smallest things Master does just make me melt... He and I went to the local "shop" to get some goodies, and standing out in my mind is the image of Him, trying out the various floggers on my arm... I loved the feeling of standing by His side, feeling the touch of His hand on my arm, stretching it out for Him to try the floggers... It just proves that I don't have to have whips, chains, floggers, cuffs--all of that--- I only need His voice. the right words,sounds, touches, will send me to my knees faster than a flogger ever would. :D

our new purchase *winks* may have been the best purchase i have made to date. :P I think I was half-expecting to take it home, use it a little, get tired of it, and throw it under the bed, never to be retrieved again. But alas... it was not so. :P He took me back home, and made me put the bullet inside of me... I was NOT ready for what that day was going to bring. :P haha... when He told me "You're going to wear this to dinner", I thought well, this'll be easy. I'm sure I can handle it. Ha, well... It was a bit more of a challenge than I anticipated. I knew where the remote was... It was stashed inside the little leather pocket of His coat.. one twitch of His arm towards the pocket, and I would watch intently.. But then, I realized.. There's nothing I could do. I could watch and anticipate all I wanted, but there was nothing I could do. I belonged to Him, and He was going to do what He pleased... I think , I had been so selfish for so long, I could get myself off whenever I wanted, how I wanted... even when limited to the "twice a day" rule that He had set. but this time.. I had no contol.. on, off, back on, back off, on a little longer, off for a while.... I never knew when or HOW it was coming. Somehow, He managed to keep me His eager little slut all day! it was exhausting, but completely exhilirating. :)

I loved that I had no control. even to eat was a challenge... I took caution when taking a bite, since that little pulse of pleasure could come at any time.. and I din't think spitting coca cola on unsuspecting family members would be a good idea. It was SOOO hard to hide... before we went to dinner, He told me that I would have to hide it, better than what I had been... and so He flipped the switch on and off again, testing my ability to hide that intense feeling burning inside of me... I wanted to prove that I could do it, for Him. I didn't want Him to have to remove it because of my "weakness" (don't suppose that's the right word...). I wanted Him to have that gratification. :) We went to dinner, and I hid it the best I could. I loved looking across the table at His sneaky half-smile, and to feel that pulse of pleasure following afterwards. To see Him so pleased made me happier than anyone could imagine. :)

It felt so amazing to get off as much as i did, in one "sitting". I don't even remember the number, and I couldn't even if I tried. It just makes me realize how sexually dead I was before He came along, and how much I have to be thankful for now.

Speaking of "thanks".. I do crave to Him You say "good girl". After everything, when I was sweaty, tired, worn out physically and mentally,and I got to hear Him tell me how proud He was of me, and how I had made my Master proud, I was just overcome with joy. :) I'd rather hear "Master is very proud of you" or "good girl" any day, than something so conventional as "thanks". I worked hard to make Him proud, and I think people in vanilla-style relationships may take compliments and thank-you's for granted. I cherish each and every one, since I work so hard for them and am so conscious of those compliments. :) He makes me smile.

I think I could ramble on and on about this weekend... :P But I'll stop here for now... :D