i look forward to the day when i am kneeling in front of Him.  Feel him placing a collar around my neck.  Here the click of the lock.   Some day....

Happy Memorial Day to all. I am so proud to be an American.  To have the freedoms we have.  Thank you to all of the military and their families for all they have sacrificed for us to be able to live in this beautiful country. 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wK0T4pVHP28&feature=youtu.be

i don't think there is such a person as a real Dom.

Dead End Roads and Alcoves

written 4/17/11

Last night He picked me up to go for dinner and to play later at His place. As I got in the van, He had to move the case He keeps His canes in, off the seat for me to sit. The smile on His face told me i was in for some fun! He told me i needed to be reminded of who and what i am, His toy, His slut, His fuck toy. Before dinner, i was to bend over the hood of the van with my jeans down. OMG, outside, where people could see. i started to giggle as i do, because i was nervous but very excited. The thought of someone coming down the road had me concerned, but i know i am safe with Him. As He pulled up the road i was looking around to see if there were any people wandering around. The thought of getting out the van and pulling my pants down had me a mess!
i stood and begged Him to reconsider, knowing that it was falling on deaf ears. i could hear the cars on the freeway going by. Leaning over the hood with my pants down waiting for the first strike of the cane. Begging Him, please Sir..OMG can i do this, can i submit to Him as He wishes. The first strike of the cane was sharp. It could have been much worse, i know that. i stood up and twisted and turned wanting it to stop but knowing He was not done! He grabs my hair tightly and pushes me back against the hood, once again, looking through the windshield , through the back window for people, i feel the cane hit again marking on my ass. He reaches around to feel if i am wet… by now, i am soaked, (just call me puddles, hehehe) He tells me to turn around and i beg Him to not hit the front of my legs. i put my hands over my legs, then move them, knowing that was really a dumb thing to be doing! One strike of the cane on the front of each thigh. Grabbing me and kissing, knowing it is over.
! i look through the windows of the van and see headlights coming and quickly pull up my pants,.. yes i did this before asking permission, got lucky that He didn’t make me pull them back down.
We left this perfect spot for outdoor play, and headed for dinner. Both of us laughing about what we just experienced. Part of me looking forward to it again. (shhh don’t tell Him)! The fear of being caught!
We ate dinner and He suggested we go for a walk on the deck outside, He wasn’t finished with my humiliation. i sat there eating thinking.. He wouldn’t.. no way.. this is too pubic of a place. NO WAY. Hmmm i was wrong. He took me to a small alcove, no one was around but we were inside a garage type area so it echoed with noise. He ordered me to lower my pants, and get on my hands and knees. i did as i was told, as i knelt heard Him pulling His belt off. MMM that sound, i was shaking, not from the cold, but from the power He held over me, knowing i was going to feel His belt. He whispered to me, asking me “What are you?” i said “Your fuck toy, Sir.” With that, i felt the first strike of His belt. And then another. i went off to a place in my mind of complete submission. Down on my elbows, with my ass in the air for Him. Shaking, hearing the sounds in the garage, car doors opening, foot steps in the distance. But all i can think of is pleasing Him. Accepting what He has to give to me. It was over very quickly. He grabbed my hair and had me sit up on my knees so He can strike the front of my legs with His belt. This time i didn’t beg, much, i just followed His order. The sounds of people below us brought us back to reality and we walked back to the van, me with my ass and legs on fire.
We went on to His place. He pulled on a glove, lots of lube, told me to lay on my back and spread my legs wide, waiting for what was next. As He slid His hand inside me, i knew i was not going to be able to control the pleasure i was feeling. i am never allowed to orgasm without His approval. Lucky for me, He gave me complete free rein of my orgasms, i was flying. i exploded, He said 3 times or more. i couldn’t count… was just enjoying fact that i was giving my body to Him to be His fuck toy.

Thank you Sir, for such a wonderful night of humiliation and surrender.

GOD BLESS AMERICA, GOD BLESS OUR ARMED FORCES & INTELLIGENCE COMMUNITY....JUSTICE HAS BEEN SERVED!!!! OSAMA BIN LADEN IS DEAD!!!!!

A HUGE THANK YOU to our military, who have sacrificed, died, suffered, and worked hard, to fight people like Osama Bin Laden. YOU are the ones we thank. YOU are the ones who deserve ALL CREDIT. Thank a soldier for bringing due justice for those lost on 9/11 and all the victims around the world who suffered from his commands. 

i can't stand users and manipulators...  devious, ignorant, people that pretend to be something they are not.   

Trust is earned Trust is not easy Trust is necessary Trust should never be abused Trust can be taken away in a flash.  Once trust is broken,  it may never be repaired again....