THUNDER BOUND!!! at 6am we'll be heading out the door for Thunder... it will be great to see old friends again.  Don't hesitate to stop and say HEY!  :-)

So glad to be home... i've been working so much that i really haven't had much time to do anything other than wash clothes and leave again... sighs... glad to be home for a day or two!  Yay

forgive me i seem to be in a cranky mood today, but.... my profile clearly states that i am collared.  I have nothing that says i'm seeking anything other than a sister, or friends.  I really do not like when an email is obviously a message that was sent to a million people or when someone blatently did not read my profile... sighs.... then people wonder why they don't get replies..........

Changed a pic today.  number 11 is gone and hope the new one gets approved quickly. 

I know you are coming home.  I anxiously shower and shave the areas You love to caress.  Jumping out of the shower and quickly drying off, I walk softly into the living room, assuming my place beside the door, kneeling waiting for your arrival.  I can feel the carpet pushing into my knees leaving the tiny indentions.  They don’t really hurt, they just remind me of my submission to Your Dominance. 

Hearing a car pull into the driveway, I drop my eyes to the floor and begin to feel the quivering in my body.  Anticipation…. Many things race thru my mind quickly.  None of the thoughts make full images.  Blurs of things to come pass by my eyes until I hear the doorknob twist above my head and I close my eyes breathing heavy to calm my nerves.  I shake in your presence as you enter. 

You find me in my assigned position.  You are proud to see your girl as requested.  Kneeling, still slightly damp from the shower, You drink in my hair falling down my back, glancing over my shoulders seeing them shiver as you gaze down at me.  You unload your arms and take my chin in your hand.  I exhale and breathe in your scent.  I miss it so when you are not home.  As you tilt my head up to your face, I lay the side of my cheek into the strong curve of your palm and look up longingly into your face.  Kissing your palm, I look up at you and ask “how was your Day Master?”

You lean into my forehead and gently kiss my temple.  “much better now precious.”

Here a girl sits… wanting, needing, aching. Your words still in her mind.  Sleep is next to impossible.  Wanting You, knowing your touches and the emotions they bring when placed in certain areas.  Thinking of your hands in my hair… your hands hungry running down my body searching for what is Yours.  It is Yours… You know it, you claimed it a long time ago.  Her passions and yearning boiling inside, waiting to leave its mark upon your fingers.  His hands brush across her shoulder with haste.  She yearns to hear your heavy voice upon her ear… your words evoking powerful images inside her mind.  She loves to hear your voice.  His voice reaches to the dark untouched parts of her soul, pulling out tears, fears and chills of the unknown.  If she releases that part of her, will it scare Him? 

Updated a few photos, hope they get approved soon.. :-)
ttyl--kaleigh

Senility Prayer:
God grant me the senility to forget the people i never liked anyway, the good fortune to run into the ones i do, and the eyesight to tell the difference.

I just love the way that people think that just because they read something on the internet, it is a GOSPEL and it's going to happen.  i just don't understand the way that certain people think.  and YES, i do mean YOU... i had really thought that you had grown up and moved on with your life, but things have proved otherwise.  please realize what's important... your child.  causing hate and discontent does not solve an issue.  running from a situation does not solve anything either.  i hope you enjoy being nosey and "checking up on me" (i'm beginning to think you haven't moved on...) and i hope you enjoy my continued journals.  But really i'm an adult...and YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND...  i am always open for constructive conversation as MATURE adults,  but not for negativity and bullheadedness.  If you want to fight, call someone else, i REFUSE to play that game.   HAVE YOU CONSIDERED COUNCELING?  maybe that would help you and kathy....

i grow so tired of people's crap some days... really.. GET A LIFE!  If you plan on messaging me.... make sure you at least know what intelligent conversation is!  If you can't hold an average conversation with me, why should i even take the time to open your message?  There is only one way to "stimulate" me... and it's not by being childish, rude or petty.  PS... start with the MIND!... I play in the REAL WORLD if you're calling someone a b*tch or a c*nt....you had better have negotiated with them first, or at least discussed it with their Master!!  for those of you that do NOT negotiate, glad that works for you, however that's not going to get you ANYWHERE with me!

in case no one has noticed, i am an avid journal reader.... lol  the other day, i ran across one that i really liked and Kscontrol had some very Wise things to say about meeting people.  i emailed the gentleman, and he was VERY kind about letting me post those well chosen words to my journal.. In this new year, lets see if anyone actually reads journals and takes those words to heart shall we?  Here is Kscontrol's very intellegent thinking!! 

Many people seem to be resistant to the concept of meeting to 'play' without a serious anticipation that a relationship is going to go beyond that.  My slave and I both had met and played with others before we met one another, and I think..no, I know..those experiences helped prepare us for one another.  None of those were long-term, or 'serious', but they helped us discover more of who we were, what we wanted, and didn't want, and helped us recognize the match we had found in one another when we did meet.  My encouragement to those who are seeking a 'significant other' is...stop seeking.  Instead, look for people who seem interesting, seek out some r/l experiences (yes, do it intelligently and safely - safe-calls are an essential part of the exploration of this lifestyle), but do not put too much emphasis on every potential meeting being 'the one'.  That raises too many expectations which may be unrealistic for that particular person and/or relationship, and limits your opportunity to explore. 


You are more likely to find 'the one' by NOT looking for him/her, and will likely meet some very interesting and nice people, even if they aren't the 'perfect match'.  Yes, you need to have some standards, and a husband cheating on his wife (or a woman cheating on her husband), is not likely to provide a positive experience, or leave you feeling very good about what has transpired.  But, don't be afraid to explore, to try things, to experience people.  If you do it with some caution and keep safety issues in mind, those experiences can be very positive learning times (regardless of your level of experience), expose you to people and things you might have missed, and quite possibly, somewhere along the way, cause you to meet the person you have been looking for all along. 

Have a wonderful New Year!!!

un•ap•proach•a•ble

Pronunciation: (un"u-prō'chu-bul),
—adj.
1. not capable of being approached; remote; unreachable: an unapproachable spot; an unapproachable person.
2. impossible to equal or rival: unapproachable mastery of her art.

wow, maybe they were saying something good.. LOL

A short story for those who like to read a bit, Hope you enjoy.

The touch of a true Master's hand

she was battered and bruised, scarred and tattered, the so-called "master" had tossed her aside, sending her to the slave auction.  The old auctioneer thought it was hardly worth his time to present such a poor excuse of a slave, but he raised her up by the chains and collar and with a sneer said, "give me a dollar, who'll make it two?  Only two dollars, who'll make it three?  Three dollars twice, now that's a good price, but who's got a bid for me?"
The air was wretched and hot as the crowd just stood there with the sun setting low.  Then from the back of the crowd a gray haired man bearing a singletail whip came forward  and raised the girls chin.  He wiped the dirt from the girls face and smoothed her mussed hair.  With a simple adjustment of the chains in HIS hands, she suddenly stood taller as if she had a new found pride.  Stepping behind her, the Master whispered into her ear, her face blushing.  It was the first signs of life she'd felt in years!
The man stood behind her and began to caress her flanks, upon easing back away from her, the whip began to sing through the air and fall onto her flesh.  Stinging and cutting into the flesh with a fire she's not remembered in such a long time, she cried out.  Her crys sang out a rythem of excitement and pain.  The melody was so pure and sweet that the energy suddenly moved to the crowd and they began to cheer with delight.
When the Master was done, the auctioneer with a voice low and slow said, "now what's my bid for this fine slave? A thousand dollars, who'll make it three?  Three thousand dollars and thats a good price, but who's got a bid for me?" 
The people cried out, "what made the change?  We don't understand?"  The Auctioneer stopped and said with a smile, "do you not see the difference with the touch of a true Master's hand?"

Now many a person with their life out of tune is often battered and scarred.  They are offered and auctioned cheep to a thankless world much like the used slave, But the true Master comes along, and the foolish crowd never understands the worth of a submissive soul or the change that is brought just by the touch of the Master's hand.

Adapted from a story of a violin my family had for years!

What is a soulmate?

A soulmate is someone who has locks
that fit our keys and keys to fit our locks.  When we feel safe enough to open the locks our truest selves step out and we can be completely and honestly who we are.
 We can be loved for who we are and not for who we are pretending to be.


thank You Master, i love You