I'm not a screamer. I've had too much pain in my life (not the fun kind). GDM knows this and doesn't even try. Even during really good sex, I'll moan and cry out but never anything that could be mistaken for a scream.
Until the night we discovered the sweet torture of a really good vibrator. GDM wanted to play something different (OK not that different but not something we'd done in a while). The point was to get my pussy lips so swollen I'd be feeling it all day. Out comes the vibrator. Within minutes I'm soaked and squirming around. After about 10 GDM has to use his body to hold mine still.
I couldn't get away from it and wave after wave finally broke me. I screamed. And screamed. My body didn't know how to handle the pleasure/pain that comes from being stimulated none stop, not even a tiny break. My mind turned to mush. All I could do was try to keep conscience.
Sweet torture. My body goes limp just thinking about it. Everyone needs a good vibrator.
Monday, July 30, 2007
Friday, July 13, 2007
Switch in the woods
GDM surprised me this afternoon. He called me on his lunch break and came and picked me up. I was chattering away for a while in the car, and then looked out the window and realized we were at the city limits. When I asked where we were going GDM said "the woods".
Now this is significant because at various times in the past year I had mentioned my desire to be spanked with a switch in the woods. This was something I had never done and wanted to try. For various reasons we hadn't been able to accomplish this. Until today.
We walked into this forest along what I assume is a hunting trail. GDM had discovered it a while back when out fishing. While we walked GDM looked for a good switch and I discovered wild blackberries, which I love. So I'm munching on blackberries while GDM tried to find a good green switch. Because it has been so dry here lately this was proving difficult. He found one that was so-so but figured that was about the best he was going to get, and seeing as he was on lunch, decided to use it. I was told to go lean against this larger tree and take down my pants.
Luckily I was wearing a thong so I got to keep the panties on. Otherwise, I would have been a bit too exposed for my liking. We weren't that far into the trail and were just outside city limits.
Anyways, after about 6 strokes of the switch I had to ask GDM to stop. It just wasn't right. He gave me a smart comment about finding a better one myself. Which I did. I was wearing pants so could go deeper into the brush without scratching up my legs, so was able to find a nice young, and green, tree to get a switch from.
GDM took my arm and lead me back to the tree where he again took down my pants and leaned me against the tree.
He started lightly whipping my bum. This stung like the dickins. He then started to whip harder. I nearly came off my toes. I found it really hard not squirm and ended up twisting and getting the side of my thighs hit. That was very unpleasant. After that I managed to hold still but was begging GDM to stop. About 6-10 strokes later he did.
He was grinning at me when he told me to pull up my pants. Oh my God, that stings as bad as the switch. Bugger knew it would too.
After dancing around in a circle for a few minutes I managed to show my appreciation to GDM for using his lunch break to fufill a wish of mine.
The walk back to the car was pleasant as I got to munch on more blackberries I found on the way.
I can't wait to try it again.
Now this is significant because at various times in the past year I had mentioned my desire to be spanked with a switch in the woods. This was something I had never done and wanted to try. For various reasons we hadn't been able to accomplish this. Until today.
We walked into this forest along what I assume is a hunting trail. GDM had discovered it a while back when out fishing. While we walked GDM looked for a good switch and I discovered wild blackberries, which I love. So I'm munching on blackberries while GDM tried to find a good green switch. Because it has been so dry here lately this was proving difficult. He found one that was so-so but figured that was about the best he was going to get, and seeing as he was on lunch, decided to use it. I was told to go lean against this larger tree and take down my pants.
Luckily I was wearing a thong so I got to keep the panties on. Otherwise, I would have been a bit too exposed for my liking. We weren't that far into the trail and were just outside city limits.
Anyways, after about 6 strokes of the switch I had to ask GDM to stop. It just wasn't right. He gave me a smart comment about finding a better one myself. Which I did. I was wearing pants so could go deeper into the brush without scratching up my legs, so was able to find a nice young, and green, tree to get a switch from.
GDM took my arm and lead me back to the tree where he again took down my pants and leaned me against the tree.
He started lightly whipping my bum. This stung like the dickins. He then started to whip harder. I nearly came off my toes. I found it really hard not squirm and ended up twisting and getting the side of my thighs hit. That was very unpleasant. After that I managed to hold still but was begging GDM to stop. About 6-10 strokes later he did.
He was grinning at me when he told me to pull up my pants. Oh my God, that stings as bad as the switch. Bugger knew it would too.
After dancing around in a circle for a few minutes I managed to show my appreciation to GDM for using his lunch break to fufill a wish of mine.
The walk back to the car was pleasant as I got to munch on more blackberries I found on the way.
I can't wait to try it again.
Monday, July 9, 2007
A sunday spanking
So last night was pretty fun. I was feeling ignored most of the weekend. GDM was pre-occupied by some unfortunate events. By the evening I was restless and finally decided to go to bed to read. When GDM joined me I felt even more ignored because he didn't reach for me, and I had been dropping hints all day that I wanted some 'attention' (read: sex/spanking play).
After finishing my book I rolled over to go to sleep. When GDM wanted his goodnight kiss I said no. First not normal for me, second not normal for him not to get upset by the refusal.
After he pulled out from me that I was feeling ignored, and him explaining what he had been thinking about all weekend (the maritial problems/breakup of his friend) and us talking about it for a while I started to feel the need for him.
As usual he was more than happy to oblige. I never know after how things result the way they do, or how he knows what I want (or is it I want what he wants?), but somehow it works.
After spending ten minutes or so kissing while he spanked me, and than another while sucking on his cock, again while being spanked, I got what I really wanted. GDM pulled me up on my knees, then bent me over onto all fours. Feeling his strong hands on my well spanked bum, alternatly spanking and rubbing, and then having him drive into me, and give me a hard fucking while still spanking me sent me over the edge. It was wonderful.
And curling up next to him after, feeling him hug me close and rub my back while I feel asleep reminded me that I'm never ignored, all I have to remember to do is ask.
After finishing my book I rolled over to go to sleep. When GDM wanted his goodnight kiss I said no. First not normal for me, second not normal for him not to get upset by the refusal.
After he pulled out from me that I was feeling ignored, and him explaining what he had been thinking about all weekend (the maritial problems/breakup of his friend) and us talking about it for a while I started to feel the need for him.
As usual he was more than happy to oblige. I never know after how things result the way they do, or how he knows what I want (or is it I want what he wants?), but somehow it works.
After spending ten minutes or so kissing while he spanked me, and than another while sucking on his cock, again while being spanked, I got what I really wanted. GDM pulled me up on my knees, then bent me over onto all fours. Feeling his strong hands on my well spanked bum, alternatly spanking and rubbing, and then having him drive into me, and give me a hard fucking while still spanking me sent me over the edge. It was wonderful.
And curling up next to him after, feeling him hug me close and rub my back while I feel asleep reminded me that I'm never ignored, all I have to remember to do is ask.
A journal for me
Wow. Creating a blog was far too easy.
As an intro I'm a 23 year old submissive, married to my Dominant husband GDM. We live a D/s lifestyle, though no one would probably know it. And that is the way we like it.
I'm afraid we aren't stereotypical. We laugh and argue, tease and live normal lives. I just happen to have given up a lot to GDM. I'm no doormat though, I have opinions and have no problem expressing them. If something is not working I will argue til I'm blue about it. But only if it's important to me. Most of the time I defer to GDM. I like it this way.
There is no one way to live your life. Ours works for us and makes us happy. I'm strong, strong enough to give up control to a man I respect and love. And stronger still, I know there are times when I have to hold him up too.
There will be a lot of sex and sex play on this blog. That's part of our life. After this entry I will be writing as a journal. I really don't care if anyone but me reads this. Or if they approve.
As an intro I'm a 23 year old submissive, married to my Dominant husband GDM. We live a D/s lifestyle, though no one would probably know it. And that is the way we like it.
I'm afraid we aren't stereotypical. We laugh and argue, tease and live normal lives. I just happen to have given up a lot to GDM. I'm no doormat though, I have opinions and have no problem expressing them. If something is not working I will argue til I'm blue about it. But only if it's important to me. Most of the time I defer to GDM. I like it this way.
There is no one way to live your life. Ours works for us and makes us happy. I'm strong, strong enough to give up control to a man I respect and love. And stronger still, I know there are times when I have to hold him up too.
There will be a lot of sex and sex play on this blog. That's part of our life. After this entry I will be writing as a journal. I really don't care if anyone but me reads this. Or if they approve.
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