naieveandcurious

Bondage, vibrators and sub space... OH MY!

 so after about 2 weeks with no orgasms for me (despite my daily sessions trying to achieve just that) i finally broke down in tears of frustration and i dont know what else... but all very overwhelming feelings... so Sir decided He was going to fix me!

"Get yourself into the bedroom, get yourself ready and get out the rope" He huskily murmured into my ear as i sobbed and nuzzled into His neck. i nodded and tried to collect myself before i let Him see my face, when halfway composed i headed to the bedroom, tears still streaming down my cheeks, thwarting my best efforts of composing myself.

i stumbled around the bedroom searching for my favourite rope, which for some reason was not left with the rest of O/our rope collection, after falling to my knees and berating myself for being so hopeless that i couldn't even find the length of rope i wanted, i finally found the damn thing underneath the bed. i placed said rope on Sir's side of the bed, got myself undressed and lay on the bed snuggling into my teddy and willing myself to stop the retched crying.

So consumed by my internal mantra was i, that i jumped with fright when Sir entered the room a few minutes later. I watched as He, without saying a word to me, picked up the rope, stood with His back to me as He unravelled and fiddled with it, then lay down beside me. Once He had made Himself comfortable, He looked and me, His eyes unreadable. "give me your hands" He commanded.

i gave Him one, and He fixed me with a steely gaze. Oh right... He wants both... i clasped my hands together in a prayer like fashion and presented them to Him. He took what was offered and proceeded to bind my wrists, my sobs now mixed with soft whimpers. Once He was happy with how my wrists we bound His softly spoken words "where is the vibrator" tickled my ears. i nodded in the direction of where i had left the useless thing discarded on the floor, after my earlier attempts to relieve myself.

"pass it to me" He instructed... which does seem like an easy task, but with my wrists bound and my head being so fuzzy it wasn't as simple as one would expect. Crawling off of the bed and reaching for the thing on knees and elbows i managed to acquire what it was that He needed and crawled back up beside Him.

"On your back". Once i had complied to His request, He secured my already bound wrists to the ornate cast iron bed head. He caressed my body with His hands and began to leave His mark on my breast with His lips. His fingers lightly skimming my flesh down my torso, leaving goosebumps in its wake, until He reached my sex. Slipping His fingers into my sweet spot, He teased me until my gasps turned into heaving breaths and muffled moans.

Once satisfied that i was primed and ready He slipped the vibe deep into me and started His sweet relentless torture. Working me until i writhed and bucked, the pleasure welling up inside me until the dam burst and i came for the first time, my body shaking and my moans getting loader even through my attempts to stifle them by biting down on my bottom lip until i was sure i would taste blood.

He did not stop there however, His efforts only doubled, pushing me towards a second and third release and still He slammed the offending object into me. Harder. Deeper. Faster. Pushing me into the wonderful sub space state of mind. The world going hazy, leaving me without thoughts. Nothing existing but Him and me and the incredible sensations flowing through my body.

My fourth blissful explosion had me gushing onto O/our red cotton sheets and begging Him to stop. My legs twisting like a pretzel, my back arching high off the bed, my body going stiff, my breath refusing to left itself free from my lungs. As i tried to regain a normal breathing rhythm the tears started to flow once more. My body still trembling from our exploits, the world refusing to come back into focus. He folded me into my arms and stroked my back until my body relaxed.

"Why are you still crying" He asked as He kissed my forehead". "i dont know" i mumbled incoherently, not able to find the words to express to Him that the flood of emotion from the release and what i feel for Him have completely overwhelmed me. That i am eternally in His debt for giving me His love, compassion, kindness and strength. How thankful i am for His selfless giving in my time of need. For supporting me and encouraging me in everything i do, and above all else having faith in me even when i dont deserve it.

He removes my binds, and i snuggled back into Him once they have been removed. He grasps my hair, gently forces my head back and whispers in my ear "who loves you". "You do" i reply.

"and who is going to look after you, forever" He traces His fingers along my arm and shoulder.

"You are" i breathe.

"and who's My baby girl" He tugs my hair so i am looking at Him.

"i am" and tears well in my eyes again.

"I love you" He whispers and kisses me gently. He gazes down at me, and i look up at Him though hazy eyes. He grins and murmurs "you look stoned" i can't help but giggle "i can't see good"

"should i take you to the hospital then" He cannot hide His amusement.

"and explain to the attending about subspace" i question and raise my eye brow, and He chuckles.

W/we lay silent for a time, while i regain my equilibrium, savouring the quiet. He kisses my forehead one last time before He returns to the land of the living and goes back about His business.

... NOTE ... After reading this, Sir chuckled and made mention that this reads like a "mills and boon novel" or "horny housewife porn" giggles so sorry about that....

found an interesting quote today "its better to die on your feet than to live on your knees" Delores Ibarruri... WTF... being told to get on my knees is my most favourite part of the day!

A year ago today, i took a huge leap of faith... I jumped on a plane and flew to the other side of the country to move in with a man i had never seen face to face... It was the best decision i have ever made... No one had ever known everything about me and accepted me for who i am before that day, no one had ever shown me what it was to be truly loved and appreciated. i am so happy i got on that plane, this past year has been the best of my life. i have found out that with Him by my side i am a lot stronger than i ever gave myself credit for, i have learned that i do deserve to be loved and cherished and to be happy... thank You for being You my love, and thank You for renewing my faith in life... I love You more than i could ever show You, but i will make it my mission in life to show You how much i adore You every day for the rest of my life...

i am Yours always and forever Sir.... xoxoxo

eve

even though i never got to hold you or see your sweet face, you were loved from the very first moment i knew you existed, my heart broke into a million piece's 3 years ago and a small piece of it is still missing. Saying goodbye when i never got the chance to say hello is the hardest thing i have ever had to deal with.

ok so after last night i have decided imma not a huge fan of orgasm denial... after about four hours it makes me want to cry!!!

watching two knotty boys on youtube and feeling like a twit because i cant seem to get any of the ties right.... they make it look so easy!!! and the collar i am trying to knot doesn't look anywhere near the one that he did!

feels like a little princess at the minute... my Man spent a bunch of monies on me today (that bit imma gonna take a bit of getting used too... not a fan of people spending too much money on me, would prefer to spend my moolah on others... better to give than to receive and all that) He bought me a new digital SLR camera... includes all kinda of fancy functions... 14 mega pixel, 24 optical zoom, macro and super macro functions... cant wait to go and take a bunch of photo's and have a good play with it   :)

OMG... i fucking hate bible bashers, and dont get me wrong, i have nothing against people believing in what they believe in, and i get it, the lord is your savior, but thats just it isn't it... he is YOUR savior, not mine, dont go telling me i worship satan because i wear a pentacle, dont tell me i am influenced by the devil because i am a witch... there is no devil in the craft of the wise... if your not willing to try and understand where my beliefs come from, dont force yours down my throat... and if you reckon my beliefs are so evil, stop ripping off all our shit and calling it part of your own religion...

*smiles bigly* been living with Him for 5 mths today... how time has flown.... i have never been so happy, and just when i think i shall burst with happiness, He goes and makes me ten fold happier... I love You more than any words can express, more than anything else in this world, more than i ever would have imagined possible... happy 5mths, and here's to the rest of O/our lives!

*puffs up chest all proud like and grinz bigly*

i am now a collared submissive...   He took me shopping and He got me a nice simple little leather collar, is smells gorjus and feels just right *sighs contently* 

oh and the ropes this morning *bits lip and giggles*  can you say heaven?? It has been way to long since i have been to the heavenly sub space, i forgot how much i loved it... sheesh i could be happy just locked up in that space forever *sighs and smiles*

*sighs and pouts* i miss my Man!!! and i only get Him for one day this weekend... this week sucks big fat hairy donkey balls!!!

i want snuggles and cuddles and loves.... and chocolate!

cant stop thinking about watching Him playing around with that rope the other morning... watching Him practice knots... *sighs and shudders* about how badly i wish it were me He were practicing on and not His wrist... mmm yummy....

*grins and giggles* to whomever sent me an email wanting a cheap hook up and an attached cock photo... seems your mail was intercepted by my Man, and He wasn't to impressed... with your etiquette or your size... let this be a reminder to all you trolls out there... i now have my own personal screening system, and i am not the only one who reads my mail... if you would have a problem sending what you send me, to His personal email, then dont send it to me either...

CM is being all screwy at the minute for me, it wont let me see any profiles, and imma not sure if my messages are coming through!

i really didn't think that after all the shit my father has caused me, that requesting he not make any contact with me once he has been drinking... that he is to only speak to me when he is sober, was such an unreasonable request... however after last nights episode, it seems that i am a horrible person for even suggesting such a thing... he knew the rules, he broke them and i politely reminded him of the rule, and asked him just to remember the rule for next time... again, i thought that was being reasonable... i kept my cool, and continued on with the conversation...

nope now he says dont worry, i wont bother ringing you again... imma so sick of the emotional manipulation... i haven't done anything wrong in my eyes... so why do i feel so damn horrible... i have the worst headache right now, and my chest has been tight for hours and i cant shake it...

i just dont know what to do anymore... nothing i do is good enough for that man, and i need to do whats right for me and my wellbeing... but why does that have to hurt so badly!

*sighs and ponders if i am ever going to feel like i am good enough to deserve Him*

its so hard to get my head around the fact that He wants me.... me, along with all my idiosyncrasies and insecurities... 

i think its mostly due to the fact that i can't figure out what on earth i did to deserve such a Man...

i want to be someone that He is proud to have on His arm, proud to have at His feet... and i want to make His heart swell, they way He makes mine...

had a great afternoon!!! my Man rang me from work and asked me to go and help Him, so i took pies and drinks to the warehouse, then helped Him sift through boxes for a few hours! sounds boring to you lot, i know... but i couldn't have been more thrilled!

now imma sitting at home, all scarwed and alone in this menacing thunderstorm, with no Man to tell me that imma safe and that He wont let the boogey man get me *shudders and cringes as another flash rips through the night sky and the thunder crashes all around me*

i want my Man home... like now! *pouts and shrinks back further into the couch*

well my Man found out today that He didn't get the permanent position at work, and might not even have a job to go back to after june... He is beating Himself up pretty bad about it, and imma so useless that i cant even make it better...

He is such a kind, warm hearted, caring, giving, loving, selfless, compassionate, stunning, understanding Man, and He deserves so much more than i can offer... He is my whole world, and deserves so much more from the world than what He has been dished up, i want nothing more than to make His life awesome, but i seem to be failing miserably.

He has given me so much, a reason to live, to trust people again, to love, to know that i can be loved, the strength to be able to stand up for myself... i want to be able to return the favor but imma at a loss to what i can do right now...

well my birthday is almost over, and guess what!!! nothing has fucked up yet... 

i think the curse may have finally lifted... i hope so anyways...

a big thank to my Man for trying His hardest to make me smile... and understanding why today is such an awful day... I love You so much Babe, i dont know what i did to ever deserve You, but imma glad imma with You, You make everything easier to bare, and i have never felt so safe, comforted, loved and understood...  thanks for making my birthday the first non shit birthday in 13 years....

fuck some people give me the shits.... well just one blonde haired oranged skinned materialistic mole at the moment.... seriously fucking make up your mind, you want to be my best buddy forever and ever, then you want nothing to do with me, then your back up my arse again, now back to wanting nothing to do with me... for fuck sake someone get me off this merry-go-round... dont think i dont know that the only reason you friended me the last time was so you could do your busy body snooping around shit... glad your out of my life now, just pissed off with myself that i didn't tell you how i felt when i had the chance too, instead of biting my tongue for the sake of others.... must be a sad and sorry existence you live to have to cloak your very existence in lies and cause trouble in everyone elses lives for you to be happy in your own... imma not upset in the slightest that i never have to have anything to do with your sorry arse anymore, just pissed off with myself that i fell for your lies... fuck you and the donkey you rode in on in the ass with a barbed wire bat... good riddance to over tanned rubbish!

is sooooooooooo bored at the moment, missing my Man like crazy.... grrr i hate that He has to work *sighs* so imma sitting back watching take the lead, and trying my hand at some more sketches... 

*sighs* so its rolling around to that horrific time of year again... another year older... and another freaking birthday to endure... hopefully this ones gonna be better than the last 13 but imma not gonna get my hopes up, as soon as i do that i know imma gonna doom the day to hell!!! well at least i dont have to endure the day with my so called "family"

while we are on that subject, it was their whole idea to start a fresh... to have contact with me... yet they never call me... what the fuck is up with that??? surely if they wanted to have relationships with me, like they begged before i moved up this way, they would at least call me, and not leave it up to me to call them all the time!!! *sighs as i go on my old lady grumble*

people do my head in... and that goes double for family!!!

seriously... who the fuck thinks its ok to get up on top of the roof and start drilling away at is a fricking 8am?? not me thats for sure... i might have to do the polite subbie thing and offer the incredibly inconsiderate gentlemen a cup of nice hot coffee... maybe with just a little rat sack for taste!

is looking after a sick puppy tonight... found a paralysis tick on him today after noticing his back legs weren't working as they should... got rid of the little fucker, but now i have a sad and sorry looking puppy who is pretty wonky on his feet, thank god i got to it quick enough and its not making him vomit or giving him breathing difficulty!!!!

on a happier note, my Man has gone off to work, and since its His birthday in T minus 59 minutes, imma gonna make Him a birthday cake... already done my research... choc mud cake is His fave, so thats what He is getting...

but imma make it extra special and do a raspberry jam and cream filling with cream and fresh strawberries on top, and white chocolate writing!!!

just hope i dont burn the bloody thing... imma not a fan of baking in an electric over, i prefer gas!!!

i hope everyone had an enjoyable new years.... i know i did

we hung out at the espy and watched the fireworks....

then drove around town looking at all the talent... and i must say they were out in force.... short skirts and mini dresses everywhere... god i love cairns!!!

headed home for a little drink (ok a really big drink, i haven't been that pissed in a long long long time) and watched jackass 3... laughed so hard i thought i was gonna bust a rib!!!! and taught my Man how not to get a hangover... imma such a clever girl!!!

just got done writting a new spell to perform tonight under the light of the full moon... now imma trying really hard just to wait till midnight so i can cast circle and begin... why the hell is time dragging so much right now??

isn't it funny how one traumatic event can resurface so long after it happened and cause just as much pain as if it were happening right now... i dont know how to deal with these dreams... they are so vivid... and i find myself waking up crying out "No, please No" almost nightly now... i know there's  nothing i, or anyone else can do to change what happened to me... but why on earth am i forced to relive it every night... i hate it... i wish i could just block the whole thing from my mind... pretend like i was a happy kid that nothing bad ever happened to, but he fucked that up for me, and the worst thing is, he is probably out there, happy as ever, planning x mas with his family, and never giving a thought to what he did to me, or how much he fucked me up... i just want this shit to stop.... and i dont know how, i thought i was almost done with the nightmares, they were coming few and far between, and then a few months back they start back, and visit me almost nightly. and its worrying me, why did they start again?? what triggered them... they night they started again i woke up feeling sick in the stomach, like it had just happened again for real... and now its like that almost every night... imma sick of feeling dirty and violated... what on earth gives a dream the power to make someone feel like that... i know he can't hurt me anymore... but yet he still does. its getting to the point where i am scared to sleep, i know what lurks just beyond the sleepy relaxed state... and i dont want to go there... imma so tired... my chest hurts from crying so much that there are no more tears to shed... and yet it still hurts, i still feel like i haven't cried enough for little eve... i wish i could pick her up in my arms and tell her everything is going to be ok, but i think she knows better, she saw how evil the world can be, and you can't unsee that... 

Is loving life at the moment... i have never felt so complete... at the moment everything is perfect... and imma thinking everything will be ok now... this feels like a new begining

ok  imma so so so sorry everyone....

collarme had a fit on me and wouldn't let me log in!!! 

i haven't been avoiding anyone, in fact i been kinda worried that i have stressed a few friends out.... hopefully i dont have this problem again anytime soon...

imma really getting run down... imma so tired of not having a "family" to turn to...

my sister has now wiped me... im heart broken, and i feel like something is missing from me, but i cant help but feel a little relieved that i dont have to deal with all that bullshit anymore... and then i feel like imma the most awful person in the world, for being relieved that my little sister wants nothing to do with me... i just feel like anyone and everyone i am connected to is leaving me behind... i dont know why i seemed be destined to feel so hollow and numb...

*sighs* funeral friday.... i dont wanna go.... what is the etiquette on funeral attendance??

imma just so tired...imma sick of feeling alone, even when in a room full of people, imma sick of trying to be strong, and still not being able to hold back the tears. imma heart broken as i watch the people i care about dwindle... family and friends, all taken too soon. most of all, imma feeling guilty that i never spent the time with you that i should have while you were here, and all because of how my family are... for that i'll be forever sorry, but now its too late and i cant even tell you... i love you so much.

i'll miss you B, you'll be forever loved. least you went with your bombers on top. You can play basketball with ya mates now bub, nothing holding you back now.

*grinz* behold the awesome power that is eve.....

yeah just made another CM member change their profile to something magnificent.. you can all thank me now.

it is surprising how much a shitty profile can really mislead you on a person.

here i was thinking, the only thing amusing about this profile is what my awesome self noticed about it, (so of course i had to tell them that i noticed my own awesomeness while visiting their profile) and when he changed it.... well whatta you know HES JUST LIKE ME!!!!

ok maybe not as awesome as me, but i mean who can be this awesome right??

(just for the record, being full of myself for effect, not usually a snotty little spoiled bitch)

grrr, ok so another moron gets his own friggen journal entry...

 HIM:-naive....that's how you spell the word correctly

ME:-no shit?? really,

if You took the time to read my profile and not just my name, You'd know my name is eve, and then i am sure You would be smart enough to figure out that the "spelling mistake" was intentional....

eve

HIM:- wowee, that's awfully clever of you.

ok firstly, never tried to impress you, secondly, why bother replying to me, obviously that reply from me was a first and last email from me, and thirdly, didn't see you saying anything clever!!

give me a break.... please

i hate being me....

why is it that when i say i will do something, i do it not matter what.... yet people find it so easy to let me down... to not even worry about what they have said to me, promised me.

 i am so sick of so called "friends" not being there when they should be, especially when i am there for everything....

 i am so tired of feeling so low, feeling so alone, so unwanted, worthless, feeling hollow

 and i am so fucking sick of crying

*silent tears streaming down her cheeks*

yay its my 25th birthday <<<<<(SARCASM)

Happy Australia Day....

Disclaimer:

other nationalities welcome to participate, batteries, alcohol and sausages not included. Limited time offer only

*sighs a big sigh of relief and smiles*

ahhh, freakin out for nothing again... well maybe not nothing *chews lip* but Friend is ok, well as far as i can tell anyways *giggles* got an email...so thats a start *grinz*

sorry to subject You all to my delusional rantings and freak out sessions *giggles* i wont say it wont happen again... afterall what is the CM journal for??

*grinz*

ok, so i have been getting some really fricken irritating messages, and was inspired by One journal here on CM to post the messages i had recieved and sent, so here goes...
(names excluded obviously)
HIM--are you seeking dom
ME--Dear Sir, sorry i am owned Sir. eve
HIM--you are not owned
ME--Dear Sir, excuse me Sir, i am not sure what You mean, is that a question, or a statement Sir *puzzled expression, tilts head* eve
HIM--are you seeking dom
ME-- Dear Sir, no Sir, i am not seeking, for i am owned Sir, *blushes* sorry that i didn't quite understand Your first email. eve
HIM--u r not own ed
ME--ummm yes i am
HIM--you are not owned
ME-- i am not playing these games anymore.... if i get another of these messages i will be forced to block you.
HIM--why you hate truth
HIM--your nothing but fake
ok, first of all i have problems with this, as what the fuck did you give me to go on conversation wise to prove that i was not fake? absolutely nothing, and it wasn't if i didn't try to be polite and conversational either....
look i put this up as a prime example of what i do not want from you ok...
just for those who seem to be too fricken thick to be able to get the message from the rest of the waffle on my profile...

*chews lip and sighs, shaking head*

*smiles...wince*

hey E/everyone, just letting You all know that i am sorry if i am not responding to Your emails till now, i have been away camping... so haven't been able to spend the time here that i would usually allow.

Responses shall be slow however, i have a few emails to reply too, and i am very sunburt so concentrating on anything for too long is not exactly possible, i thinks i might have a touch a heat stroke to be honest.

*looks into the night sky and shivers*

somethings seriously not right.... blood on the moon tonight...

46 hours now.......*sighs and chews lip*

ok panic *grinz*

someone has either been abducted by aliens, or hates me....*giggles*

*serious look* no but sorta half serious.....its been like over 24 hours now *deep breath, steadies herself......giggles*

*chews lips* i know *rolls eyes* drama queen... *smirks*

ahhh, i knew it was too good to be true to not descend into the pits of hell again, but i should have prepared myself for the plumet, not a nice smooth downward spiral there....

*shakes head and bites lip to stop tears*

why is that as soon as i start finding a bit of light in my life, someone has to rain on my parade??

... and not just any ordinary person off the street either, but the people whom are supposed to love and protect you no matter what??

yeah... seems You can't really find that many nilla's that a genuine in that department... or family i guess either....

looks like i am pulling another alnighter... and not by choice...again...

 *chews lip* soooo much to ponder, so much to worry about.

*giggles* just got a message from a random loser.

"you need to submit... it is your will"

really?? no shit... i had no idea that being a submissive meant that?? *fake shocked expression*

*shakes head* really if You want to get my attention (i mean other than for my benefit of ridiculing you in my journal) You gotta come up with something better than that...

like a how's your evening going lil one?? You know what, thats 100 times more likely to get You a response from me.

just saying... You dont have to impress me, i aint looking for You anyways... just be, well kinda normal at least *giggles* ok bad wording, that might be a bit too much to ask for on a such such as this.

mmm just thought...

if everyone seriously considered doing something small for the planet, say like when they take the dog for a walk, pick up some trash and but it in the bin (which is what i do *puffs up chest all proud like*), if dear old Mother would be a little happier with us and let up on all the natural disasters a litle.

my fellow friends dealing with the current floods... i can only imagine what its like for you all at the moment, and to my friends from the west dealing with the fires... i know exactly how that feels, and my heart breaks for you all.

see. yet another reason why i hate shitty fucking weather!!!!

was having a loverly time chatting away, then They get a power outage... now what am i supposed to do all night?? come back my Friend....come back *sobs*

on a serious note though, hope Your ok Friend, and that the power outage isn't an omen for flooding too... coz would hate to think Your in danger.

*giggles* mind You, i have heard that ego's float *grinz and hides behind bean bag*

*dances and sings to the radio as i enter*

 mmm bored as hell right now, He is not home, no one is considerate enough to log into IM and chat with me *pouts....grinz*

 ahhh high spirits and boredom, what to do... what to do??

 panic maybe, sounds like a storm is a comin *chews lip.....shivers....turns up radio*

*giggles a little as i flit in*

 just thought i'd stop past and write something posistive here... yeah i know doesn't happen often *grinz*

 i met the most refreshing Individual this evening, i haven't giggled and felt so easy chatting with someone in such a long time, all to often you get them back to yahoo (sheesh that sounds so fricken cheesy) and they turn into complete trolls, none of them ever stay the gentleman you met on the first chat....

 heres hoping this one decides He likes chatting to me for a little while to come *raises eyebrow and ponders smiling*

really really hates this time of year!!!

 i want nothing more than to have a family i can feel connected with, or a least a part of. *sighs*

 i told mum today that i felt dad didn't want me to be a part of this family anymore, and just curtly replied "he never has wanted you as part of the family"

 ahhh gotta love the way a mother knows how to comfort her babies. *shakes head*

 is thinking i should cut x mas outa the calendar as well as my birthday 

 *ponders* 

is on cloud 9 atm.

at His house at the moment, just finished the dishes (He'll be surprised when He wakes to find them done in the morning) and am now kicking back listenin to some good tunes and playing with the puppy *breathes in deep and smiles* life is good.

i asked Him if He could take me out dancin, not only did He say YES, He said we are goin 2moro.
i'm so excited!!!

*dances off to check emails*

mmmm, okay so i spent 4 hours last night in the emergency room. i couldn't stop coughing, therefor couldn't breathe, and there for starting having an anxiety attack and hyperventilating.

turns out i have croup, thought only like kids got that...


i fell crappy!!!

mmm whom wants to look after a sick little girl?? *coughs and holds back tears* Anyone??

Have you ever had a friend,
who meant the world to you?
One you loved very much,
and miss, just like i do??
If you have never felt the ache,
or ever felt the pain,
or ever shed those bitter tears that drop like falling rain.
If you've never felt those feeling,
pray you never do.
As when he went to heaven,
a part of me went too.

*giggles* why is that men of a certain type accuse me of not being submissive, and only for the reason that i wont submit to them? *shakes head*

i am a submissive, but i choose who i submit too, isn't that why the gift of submission is so special?? Because it shows a devotion that the sub has for a certain Dominant.

boys listing demands are not Dominants.

A Dominant takes the time to get to know a sub, and then figures out a way to elicit the resposes He wants from His subs, without always having to throw commands around. A Dominant knows how to Dominate His subs mind, body and soul not just their physical actions in the bedroom.

why would i want to tarnish my gift by giving it to a boy??

*shakes head amused and wanders back to inbox*

mmmm

ok so I'm sitting here, waiting for my birthday to roll around, and i get to thinking that, well.... my birthday isn't important to anyone anymore.

not to mum, not to dad, nor my brother or sister...

everyone is too busy concentrating on the anniversary of black saturday.

Why did half our state have to burn down on my birthday???

i just want Someone to be excited that i was born, and that i made it to the age of 24.

Selfish huh??

starting to feel really old today...
ergh 24 in 8 days...
what happened to my long lost teenage years????