Zones. Lol. I wanted to type that as part of the title, but it just didn’t feel right. 🙂
I thought this was too funny not to include on this post. 😂 We’re about to find out!
So this is one of the first things I saw while researching…..
I liked two things about this. One, it breaks down the word. I love words and their meanings. Two, the illustration is amusing to me lol. Although I’d say maybe just a bit untrue. 😉
I feel as though some zones are painfully obvious here, as the picture demonstrates on both characters. However, I think some zones are less obvious. Two that stuck out to me that I found interesting are in the armpit area and behind the knee. Never would’ve even guessed those would’ve been erogenous zones! But after reading other sources, I saw it was a consistent thing. I’m wondering about those spots being played with while tied up….
I also found an article that went over many of these spots and I enjoyed reading it. You can read the full post here. I liked how they almost gave ideas how to stimulate these areas. For example, they talk about the under arm area, which is interesting to me. They suggest a light tickle from the inner arm running up to the armpit area and even reference the movie Dirty Dancing, which wasn’t something I picked up in the movie during that scene. I wonder now if that was part of it…. 😉 I’m also curious if light slaps in those areas would also have an affect. I have this vision of being tied up with my arms more above my head, restrained with my Master running his fingertips along my arms and then every now and again giving a little slap. We’ll see, won’t we? 😉
Another zone that I love being touched is my inner thigh. This is also mentioned in the above article and I couldn’t agree more. It’s the anticipation of being touched there that makes it such a turn on. It’s a huge teasing move. My Master did this not too long ago when we met for lunch and we sat in a booth together before we parted ways. Such an electric touch that makes me crave more and more from him….
I apologize for the shorter post today!! It’s been a very long week and I meant to have this done much earlier and I just wanted to get something posted lol. BUT, not to worry as I will be posting more regularly next week. 🙂
It’s rather hilarious how I just sat here for the last hour trying to think of a word for this letter when it suddenly just hit me like a brick wall: Dominance. That’s the whole thing that brought me here. Dominance and submissiveness. At the risk of sounding more dramatic than I would like, my Master has changed my life.
There were/are things I have wanted to try and have/will with him. There are things I’ve done that I didn’t think I would. Things we have planned to experiment with. It doesn’t get old. Not for me anyways.
I know what it means for him….
I’ve done in the past a post about traits of dominant and submissive personalities so I won’t touch too much on that for a second time. However, if you haven’t read that post yet, click here to enlighten yourself. 😉
I did find a new article while researching things for this post though. From Psychology Today, an article titled ‘Why Some of Us Seek Dominant Partners’. Basically, a study was done in Germany through personality questionnaires to determine how favorable the participants found a dominant sexual partner to be.
“Their results did reveal that there were two types of women who preferred dominant partners—those who displayed boredom susceptibility and disinhibition, and anxiety.“
Now who does that sound like?? 🤔 Oh, yeah…. ME! I found this article to be quite interesting. Now there was also a part in there about anxious women preferring a less dominant partner so they don’t feel overly controlled about trying new things; that they can do it more on their terms. This also makes sense to me, but it’s not quite the case for me. Having a dominant partner pushes me to do things I didn’t think I could do. Or didn’t even know I wanted to do. I feel like this ties in a bit with my last letter/word. He does help build my confidence from time to time, which I’m grateful for. Before I stray too far and forget to link it, head on over here to read the whole article if you’reinterested.🙂
I love my dominant man. What we have works and works well for us.It’s things like this…
….that he does to make my heart and pussy melt for him.
I’m thankful and eager to show it to him for sticking around with me. Our personalities, in my opinion, compliment each other well.He’s dominant and in a position of authority; I’msubmissive and work under several others.He’s very educated and professional; I only have a Bachelor’s degree and wear yoga pants in my den to work.It’s hard to believe what we have has lasted as long as it has. I’m by no means complaining, as it is a pleasant surprise.He’ll wise up eventually and walk away, but I will always remember our time together.
Entirely too true in this case!!
I adore my dominant Master and all the moments we share.❤️
Well, well!! Look at me doing two posts this week! So productive in everything today. When I thought about doing this whole alphabet thing, this is actually the first letter and word that came to mind. Not sure why, but it works! 🙂
So, one of the first things my Master and I talked about was that we both wanted to try more with was marking me somehow. We talked many times about smacking and spanking hard enough to leave marks in various places.
The very first time he came over to place is so memorable for many reasons. It was a cooler, rainy/wet snowy day. I met him in one of our spots, and we came back here where he sat me up on my kitchen island after pulling my pants down to bury his face between my legs. Quickly after that, he had me bent over the island with my pants still pulled down. He had just told me ‘I love you’ for the first time the night before while we were messaging back and forth. He had me pressed against the cold granite countertop while he teased me about not believing him, because I thought he was maybe embellishing his feelings for me. Without much warning, his hand came down on my bare ass. Hard. Repeatedly. It stung and it hurt, but it felt SO good. And the way he would caress my cheeks in between was so sweet and loving. The juxtaposition of it all was this perfect balance and it was so exciting!! It was also the first time he had fucked me on my couch while we “watched” the movie Copycat on Netflix. I still haven’t finished it from that day!! 😉
A day or so after my first spanking….
I know he loved making those marks appear. And I know it turned him on to watch my marked ass riding his cock as he sat beneath me on the couch…. So sexy and hot!!
Since then, we’ve played some with marks. Usually it’s something small. The last one was on my chest, but none of them have been like this first time…. I will never forget it. I can’t wait to have more experiences like this with him. He’s so fun to try things with. He feels safe and I trust him, which is very important while exploring this world.
I actually planned ahead and took another photo of the most recent mark he left on me….
Should’ve had him leave more than one mark….
I love when he leaves these on me. It’s this fun reminder of him and I love seeing it at random times throughout the day, especially when I know it’ll be awhile before I see him again. Which is totally the case right now!! I saw him for lunch the other day, which of course, was amazing. However, it needed to be short because of schedules and timing. Feeling his hand on my leg at the table was amazing and the subtle, quick brush between my legs with his hand had me melting.
I’m hopefully seeing him a couple days next week and I sincerely can’t wait!! I miss him ridiculously. It’s so silly and crazy and juvenile, but who cares? Missing someone and being missed are both great feelings. Everyone wants to be wanted. And I want him. And I want those hands to leave some more fun marks on me…. 😉
Welcome back, me! A month later to the day since my last post lol. And here I thought I was going to be getting more disciplined about writing here…. 🙂 Anyways, I’ve been seeing this alphabet kind of thing going around on some of the other blogs I follow. I think it’ll be a good way to get me to write more. I’m planning on shooting for a post maybe a few times a week so it doesn’t take me a year to finish the alphabet. 🙂 So, without any further ado…
I decided to choose the word ‘acceptance’ for my ‘A’ meaning for a few reasons. One of the most obvious ones, to me anyways, is the acceptance of who we all are sexually. When I met my Master, we shared many things with each other in terms of what we like or are interested in sexually. I think that’s the beauty in a way of talking to random people on the internet. You really do see that no topic is really off limits because if you decide to never to talk to that person again, you don’t have to! Fortunately for me, he decided to keep talking to me, even after he got to know me, which is shocking all on its own. 😉 He and I have very similar interests in what we like/want to try sexually and have more than once gone over what our limits are. He’s never judged me for what I like or have wanted to try or have already tried. We often have other conversations just about how every person is different and should do what works for them.
A second reason I chose this word is because he just plainly accepts me for me. I know I’m a crazy person who’s in another serious relationship. I’m not that smart, nor that pretty. As a matter of fact, I have absolutely no idea what he even sees in me at all. But he must see something because if he didn’t, I would assume he just would stop interacting with me. 🙂 That, or he just wants his books back…. 😉 I don’t know if he remembers this comment at all, but there was once awhile back that he said maybe we were kindred spirits. Maybe this was him joking or just being nice, but it meant something to me. That I’m just as much his as he is mine. We have a mutual understanding, respect and acceptance of each other. There’s not much else you can ask from another person.
I honestly have been contemplating this post for awhile, thinking about what words I wanted to choose for the first few letters of the alphabet. It is interesting today that he and I had a conversation last night/this morning about what it is going to be like when we can’t see each other any longer. It’s a sad thought for me, and he agreed it would be sad and said he tries not to dwell on these thoughts and just take today for what it is because wondering/worrying about tomorrow is a waste of time. After talking to him about future meetings (next week hopefully!!), I’m really going to try focusing on doing just that. I imagine it’ll be a bit difficult for me, as my mind tends to skip steps while running down the stairs. 🙂 But then again, he knows this about and still loves me anyways, as I love him. When this is over, which is hopefully not any time soon, I’ll sadly accept it while still being grateful for every single moment I had with him.
I was looking around online to find some kind of cliche quote to say what I want to say, only better. I found a few I liked, but then I saw this list and just decided to link it here instead. Take a look and see if there are any that you like. 🙂
But for now, just as my loving Master says, worrying today about tomorrow is not time well spent. I’d rather spend the time thinking about hiking with him, cleaning along his side and being bent over, fucked hard and rough by him…. This…this fate I happily accept. 😉
So here I am, sitting in a bubble bath while my fiancé sleeps and my Master is somewhere doing things Masters do. I should be reading honestly, but my mind is wandering and it would be a waste of several pages because I would retain none of it.
I had the intention of finding some kind of article discussing sex in water, but didn’t really find anything all that interesting or helpful. I did gather it’s best not to have sex in water if using condoms (the water breaks down the lubrication and heat from jacuzzis/hot baths could affect the efficiency). Plenty of bacteria lingers in chlorinated water as well as in rivers or lakes outside. I saw nothing discussing bath water in a clean tub though, which is where I would’ve chosen to have sex tonight. Probably wouldn’t have used bubbles though…
I am missing him today. I saw him yesterday for breakfast, which of course is always a treat. I love spending time with him anyway I can. But I’ve been so turned on by him and we’ve gotten together twice in the last week and I didn’t get the pleasure of him leading me to bed. It’s ridiculous how much I want and need him. Maybe I’ll see him again on Friday…
I did make this little video for him tonight:
The video sent to him has his name on it, but it has been covered up here with kissy emojis for privacy reasons obviously. He is so incredibly sexy in every sense of the word and I can only hope he feels a fraction for me what I do for him. Apologies for the short post tonight, but I suppose I should be a good little girl and go to bed…. 😉
Sweet dreams, all.
Xoxo
EDIT: Apparently you can’t upload videos if you have a free account…lame. But here is a simple screenshot because that’s all I can do for now! 🤷🏼♀️🤷🏼♀️
Well, hello again anyone reading this. I feel like I disappeared for a little while there, so I apologize. Part of the reason I was absent was the feelings of discouragement I was having about this blog. It was reported as ‘mature’, which means on WordPress that you don’t get the option of having other users find your blog with the tags you assign to it. For me, that was how I was attracting most of my new readers, so my daily visitors dropped to zero for several consecutive days. It sucked because I was excited when I was having people visit the blog every day and it was some kind of inspiration for me to keep writing. I don’t know. Maybe that sounds stupid…
Anyways, things have been great with Him as far as I can tell. Still so happy every time we are together. I recently got a new job so our time together has lessened a bit, but this job is only temporary and then the next job I have lined up will have a fair amount of flexibility and I couldn’t be happier about that. I love being able to see Him more than once a week.
We went on a day date earlier this week to the museum, which was great. We wandered around a little bit and saw an IMAX movie. I truly do love how we can do things like that once in awhile. I hope He enjoys those kind of things as much as I do. I kind of asked him on this date, originally wanting it to be sort of a way to celebrate Valentine’s Day with him since it is our first one together. He isn’t really big into celebrating holidays like that, which is absolutely fine and in a way made it more special because then it means we just went on a date for us and not for a holiday. And even though he doesn’t care, he did still wish me a Happy Valentine’s Day yesterday. I don’t really celebrate the holiday either in my primary relationship, but to me there’s something about the first one with Him.
We have had a couple of meetings since my last post. One being at his second home in the mountains. He needed to make a trip there and invited me along, to which of course I said ‘yes’! When we got there and got inside, He came up to me and started kissing me and running His hands through my hair and pulling back. He knows how much I love that… Then we made our way to the couch where He started kissing me and sliding His hands into my panties, softly rubbing my clit. His fingers are like magic and feel amazing on me. But I hate not having my hands and mouth on Him so I was on my knees on the couch not too much later with His cock in my mouth. I love listening to Him moan quietly while I’m sucking on Him. In between heavy breathing, He asked where He should cum and I asked Him where He wanted to. He stood up and I was on my knees again with His cock in my mouth. We had both been wanting Him to cum on my face, and now seemed like a great time to try it together. He took His cock out of my mouth and stroked Himself until He came all over my mouth and chin. I had to wipe some of it up with my fingers to swallow it and, of course, some it got on my shirt. 😉 It was definitely a little more on the messy side, but I think it was a good first facial and I’m glad it was with Him.
I know it’ll be awhile before I see Him again. It probably won’t be for at least another week unless something magical works itself out. I do miss Him already, as I usually do. He’s off on a little trip right now for the next few days, which is always bittersweet for me. I love that He’s having fun and enjoying Himself, but I do miss getting to hear from Him more often. Of course if He’s reading this, or ever reads it, He’s probably thinking:
Oh, well. I guess that’s the story of my life. Or at the very least a chapter. 🙂
Today was a snowy day here where I’m at and it was a wonderful one. I had some time with my Master this morning and, as usual, it was amazing. I grabbed some breakfast for us on the way to his house where we laid around all morning, playing with the dog and me giving him a massage. It was nice just to spend some time with him. 🙂
I’m always just slightly torn on days like these. It is beyond wonderful that we can enjoy each other’s company without always having to have sex. It makes me feel as though our relationship isn’t just one dimensional and we can be/are connected on other levels. However, I always want to feel like I’m making the most of our time together because it is a little limited. I would’ve loved to have fucked him today. Especially after that teasing stunt he pulled on me the other day by not letting me suck his cock…he knows how mean that was. 🙂
After I left his snowy home and made it back to my own, I couldn’t help but to smile and reflect back on our time together. My only regret being that he didn’t take me by the hand and lead me to his spare bedroom in the basement where we sometimes play…
He actually will be getting back to work here next week. Kind of excited for that in one sense because I will be seeing him a little bit there. It will be interesting and exciting to pretend not to know him and to have to maintain a professional relationship with him in that setting. 🙂 More on that later!
As I was coming up with the title for this post, all I could think about was this song from 1999:
I used to think I was so cool listening to this song in middle school and going into high school. So much angst and thinking I was SO hardcore… Completely hilarious now.
Anywho…..today’s post is about my two worlds colliding together. I have one life that everyone knows about about: my fiance and I grocery shopping together, my friends and I meeting for lunches or game nights, my family coming out for a visit. My normal life. These things are all publicly acknowledged, documented even through social media and memories that are allowed to be shared.
Then there is my other life; my secret one. The one where I have a boyfriend who is my Master. I don’t share with anyone how we sit and talk about movies, or how he fucks me hard in my bed or his guest bed, or how he colors a picture and I rub his back, or how he slaps me and turns both of us on. It is a complicated thing that we have. I wouldn’t trade it for anything. It can be difficult not to share these things about him; my feelings and experiences I mean. But in a strange way, it makes what we have more special because it truly is just between he and I. And, of course, anyone reading this blog right now. 🙂 I’d be lying a little if I were to say that I didn’t care if we never were more than this. I know realistically it won’t happen, but I sure can dream about it, and it is a lovely dream.
I think this picture is important and significant, to me at least, because it shows both of my worlds intertwined. On the right I have my engagement ring. Of course it’s important to me, as is my fiance. I do love him, just as my Master loves his wife. On the left I have my collar, complete with an inscription from my Master. I also love him and he is important to me as well. I’m happy to wear both of these pieces of jewelry. It is interesting with the collar though because I don’t know that many people know what it is exactly. I had someone compliment it just the other day at the store, but I’m certain she just thought it was a necklace. 🙂 It’s exciting to be wearing something in public that represents his ownership of me. I like knowing that I’m his, and he is mine. I know that he will never fully be mine, but I like knowing that it is just he and I with this secret. We share something special and I feel like he and I are getting the best of both worlds right now: we each have our normal lives that we get to enjoy, but then we also get to enjoy our other life together. One of my favorite things about him is when he talks about our future together. I know I’m probably thinking about this a little much like a regular relationship, but its not that far off. I know he feels this way too based on our conversations about it. I trust him. Very much. The advantage he and I have is the complete honesty and trust we have together. So many relationships, including each of our primary relationships, don’t have the same level of honesty and while I’m sure we both trust our significant others strongly, he and I share a different kind of trust.
I can only hope that other subs/girls have what I have. The sub role is obviously still slightly new to me. He and I are both still learning together and even though I refer to him mostly as my Master in this blog, I do still see him more as a boyfriend majority of the time. I think if our schedules allowed for us to have more time together, exploring these roles would be different. Right now, we only have so much time together in these 2-4 hour blocks of time and we try to fit in as much as we can: normal couple things like cuddling, having something to eat (other than his fucking delicious cock), back rubs for him while we mindlessly chat. Most of the time we manage to get a good fuck session in though too…Like yesterday.
Before he left yesterday, we made our way to my bed where we played with our gag for the first time (that will be another post…). He tied it around my head and shoved me onto my back in bed. After a few slaps on my already wet pussy, like in this sexy gif I found:
As I was moaning with my gag in my mouth, he was teasing me like crazy; asking “Is there something you’re trying to say? Do you need something?” It was driving me crazy….Then he crawled on top of me, his mouth on my pussy and moving his cock against my lips. I kept trying to get my tongue out to taste his precum, but I could only do so much with my gag on. Finally after teasing me for what felt like forever, he slid off me and walked around the bed so he could crawl back on top of me to fuck me with that hard cock of his. Looking into his eyes with the gag in my mouth and feeling him fill me with cum was so fucking hot and sexy. He is just absolutely amazing and I can’t wait for my next date with him.
I’ve really gotten off track here in this post. There are many things I want to go back to because I feel they deserve a post of their own, so I’ll get on that. But to wrap things up, I really do have two amazing lives that I get the pleasure of living. I’m happy to have them both and don’t want to lose either anytime soon.
Life is just full of them! For example, today my Master and I decided to meet for breakfast. 🙂 I love that we can do things like that and have a relationship outside of the bedroom. It is a different dynamic, but just as exciting to be with him. I like that we can have a completely normal, public friendly conversation and then switch over to me showing him some stats on this blog. I like that he’s interested in reading my posts and listening to my thoughts. I like discussing things with him as well as sharing these thoughts with other readers like you. I get to share this secret I have while remaining anonymous. I love it! 🙂
So today he read my most recent post. I haven’t heard what he thought of it yet because our conversation took another turn… The other day when we were together in bed, he gave me a couple loud and slightly hard slaps on my ass, as well as sucked and nibbled just under my breast and he joked about that possibly leaving a mark for my fiance to see… We both are very turned on by him leaving marks on me, but we both have to be careful with that because of our significant others. Marks can be hard to explain… 🙂
We have plans to get together again tomorrow and we were talking about maybe him leaving a mark on me somewhere. The thought is exciting and makes my heart race to think about him being rough and literally leaving his mark on me. We both know I’m his little slut to mark up. 😉
So just a bit ago he and I were talking about where to leave a mark for tomorrow. He had a very interesting idea to put up a poll for anyone reading this article and I loved it! I’m averaging about 10 visitors a day right now, which I don’t think is actually so bad! So if you have made it this far in the post, please go ahead and vote below in my poll on where he should leave a mark on me tomorrow… 🙂
What a hard question to answer! Am I the only one who feels like my traits actually kind of shift slightly depending on the setting/situation/people I’m with? I think its kind of like no one really knows yourself like you do. I act the same generally around everyone I know, but there are things that I change ever so slightly when I’m around different people. I have an insanely dirty mouth and swear constantly, but I refuse to say swear words around my parents or strangers (for the most part). It just feels wrong. However, those I’m closest to probably think I’m part sailor because of my mouth. I’m a quite agreeable person; I am not fond of confrontation, but will stand up for myself every now and again when I feel like I can’t put up with it anymore. It’s almost like having a jar full of moments that I put up with other people’s shit and when it gets full, I have to dump some of it out.
I think I would be safe to say that generally speaking, most people are this way. Some people are just rude no matter what and some people just can’t say a bad word about anyone no matter what the circumstances are. Those people can be tough to be around for me sometimes though because I definitely do more than my fair share of judging others for anything and everything. Sometimes I know I have to censor myself around certain friends because they won’t appreciate my comments, but I have other friends who will sit there and laugh like a hyena with me about someone we are poking fun at.
In doing some research online, I found this article that was an interesting read. It basically goes over personality traits that are commonly found between doms and subs. I think the findings seemed to line up with what I thought they would before I actually started reading the article.
Additionally, participants who preferred the dominant role tended to be lower in agreeableness and neuroticism compared to submissive participants and to the general population, while, submissives tended to be more extraverted than the general population. Additionally, dominants tended to have higher subjective well-being and were less sensitive to rejection compared to the general population, suggesting that people drawn to the dominant role may be particularly psychologically well adjusted.
The above direct quote makes sense to me. However, in my personal experience so far in my relationship with my Master, this doesn’t prove to be exactly true. He is not what I call ‘low in agreeableness’. I know we don’t take on our dom and sub roles constantly in our relationship, but even when we are in those roles he still seems fairly agreeable to me. Maybe its just because I want what he wants, and not just because I’m his submissive slut, but because I truly want the same things that he does. Who knows? Still learning over here. 🙂
I also feel like we are both fairly well adjusted psychologically. We both lead ‘normal’ lives, his probably slightly more normal than mine. I definitely have those other submissive traits that I don’t think he has as much: the anxiety, neuroticism, sensitivity to rejection, etc. Perhaps he does have these things and I just don’t know. Maybe that will be a conversation we will have and I can revisit this topic. 🙂 I love learning more about him and his thoughts on anything and everything!
I also found this to be interesting:
Those drawn to the dominant role appear to be self-confident, assertive, and comfortable taking control. Those who are drawn to the submissive role appear to be more introverted and emotional, and enjoy surrendering control. Dominants seem to have a better opinion of themselves and to be more satisfied with their lives compared to submissives, which might be accounted for due to greater extraversion. People of both orientations are open to new experiences and are probably self-disciplined and appreciate structure and rules. Hence, it would seem that people drawn to BDSM choose roles that fit their personalities to a certain extent…
It more or less says that same thing as the quote I shared first, but it is still great food for thought. I do feel like he and I are drawn to each other. At the very least, I know I am strongly drawn to him, both for sexual and intellectual reasons. I think every relationship strives to have that ultimate mix of rough and sweet, fun and serious in all aspects. That balance would be hard to preserve, but I believe with the right communication, openness to try new experiences and complete honesty, it can be achieved. I’m only left to wonder if he and I were in different circumstances, would we be in a strong and completely exclusive relationship? Based on the evidence and experience I currently have in *this* moment, I would say yes. In another universe, in another lifetime, I will forever be his and he would be mine. But in this lifetime and in this reality, I’m just happy he graces me with his presence and we can navigate this together! 🙂
Just A Sub: Learning and Adventures 