Bedroom Slavery...

Do you know that I never really considered that others might take offense at my description of myself as a 24/7 submissive and bedroom slave. First off – why would anyone really care how I identify myself? Secondly – what is so difficult about understanding the separation?

I suppose that I could legitimately identify myself as a 24/7 slave. I never truly deny Him His wishes. However I make the distinction based on the fact that while I serve Him always I have a voice in decisions that are made outside of sexual and disciplinary activities.

There are absolutely times when He will ask for something domestic and I will ask for a few minutes or suggest an alternative. Routine daily activities are an expectation and He trusts in my ability to meet His creature comforts – but many of the choices are mine to make – when I do my work and the food I prepare are at my discretion.

Not only does He not find it necessary to micromanage my activities outside the bedroom (bedroom being a euphemism for sexual activity regardless of location), but He does not consider them at all. He merely expects that His needs for comfort will be met and they are.

Hence use of the term submission – not slavery.

On the other hand…

When He calls me to the kitchen and tells me to remove His boots and suck His dick when He comes in from work there is no choice. I get on my knees take His boots off and start sucking. If He decides to hit me, wipe His cock all over my face, shove His dick down my throat until I am choking and cum all over my face – well then – that is what happens.

He fucks me when He wants to, where He wants to and how He wants to. He beats me when He feels moved to. Clips my nipples, stuffs my ass, pees on me, chokes me, dp, atm – whatever.

And while I understand the concept of free will – it was my choice to abdicate control over my sexuality to this Man.

Hence – ‘bedroom’ slave.

Not a problem.

Her

Dinner with the co-worker last night was intense. I think she got the point that I am willing to talk and guide but there would be no physical interaction. Sad to say really because she is quite a dish - but I really do not think it is a smart career move to become involved physically with someone in the workplace. Alas.

He is out with his girl tonight. At her house. I spent the evening with my brother and now I am just running laundry. Quite blah actually.

I'll shower soon to be ready for when He comes in. It is outstanding when He comes to use me smelling like her. The anticipation has me a hot mess.

Needy

I am needy as hell right now - probably more for some rubbing and something sensual in nature rather than an all out pain fest - but I recognize the feeling all the same. I need love - acceptance - grounding...

I wonder what I will get.

Honestly right now it doesn't look like I will be getting much in the way of affection tonight in any form.

BTDubbs - The co-worker and her significant other are coming to my house for dinner Friday night.

The ice is thin in them thar parts...

Co-workers

I have always been somewhat opposed to mingling with my co-workers. Prefering to keep my social life seperated from my work life has been somewhat of a policy in fact.

Till now...

For the past couple of years I have worked, closely at times, with a really awesome young girl. Though she is about 12 years younger than I we get along quite well.

She is interested in bondage and discipline - and having that interest recoginzed my collar for what it was. She knows we are in the life and I think may be seeking something of a mentor in me.

We have now gone out a couple of times with our significant partners - once to a sex museum - once for dinner and once as part of a larger group for drinks.

Breaking my cardinal rule of never drinking with co-workers.

She told me she got a virus from trying to look at bondage porn online - poor girl. Asked me for some links or something.

Much as I enjoy her company though I think this may be dangerous territory.

Did I mention He has the hots for her big time and she makes me gooey as hell.

Yeah

I spoke to soon...

My nipples are killing me.

I HATE CALL OF DUTY

Um 1 went to visit Um 2 at college for the weekend...

Here I am thinking that means lots of yummy kinky fun.

There sits Sir thinking - oh no one is around to bug me while I spend the night playing Call of Duty...

Does anyone see anything wrong with this picture?

Willing, flexible kinky slut ready and waiting over here...

Wake the fuck up man...

Thursday's News

My job is sucking the life out of me. The kids are great and I love the material I am teaching but my administration is making everyone's life a living hell this year...

He does not know what to do with my misery.

I would feel better with some expectations and a firm hand - He is supporting me by making lunch and snuggling.

It is hard to complain when He is trying to help me out and be supportive.

I've gone to work a few times with some writing on me this year - I like that - I like being able to go into the bathroom and see His love displayed on my body in that way.

Those low rise pants though are a killer - after realizing some guy was staring at me in a 7-11 I learned that you could actually read "XXX's Cum Slut" when I bent over.

Never really had that problem before I started wearing those pants.... oopsie.

My youngin' turns 18 today - I am sad to not be spending his birthday with him - this growing up shit blows.