Happy Teachers' Day

In my part of the world, we celebrate Teachers' Day today. The kids get a half-day off, and the portion of the day they DO spend in school is dedicated to celebrations and concerts etc. 

So in honour of the many educators in my blogging network, here's wishing all of you a Happy Teachers' Day!!

May you continue to be blessed with the ability to touch the lives of those you teach, reap the satisfaction of guiding and nurturing, and be always thankful for this wonderful gift of being able to instruct our young that has been bestowed upon you.

Not a Tuesday Toon #9

Yes I know it's Thursday... but as I was so busy at the beginning of this week, I'm doing this week's post only now.

I'm sure you'll all forgive me.

Also, it's not a toon. Just a poster I saw on a friend's FB wall: ENJOY!

Almost Like in the Movies...

...except I'm no famous Hollywood starlet... let me explain:

6:05pm
I'm headed back to my sister's place now.

6:08pm

Uh-huh

6:11pm

You on the way back already?

Yes. In the bus. Why?

6:12pm

Lol. Just wondering.

Bus no XX?

Uh-huh

About a third into the journey back to my sister's house I find myself participating in the conversation above. It's so strange and cryptic and I wonder if BIKSS is sitting at the back of the bus I'm on. I actually turn to look and then feel a little silly that I would imagine he'd be on the bus. 

The bus slows as it approaches its next stop and we go past the figure of a man about the same build as BIKSS running the short distance to the bus stop to catch the bus I'm on. My heart skips a beat as the romantic in me wonders if that could possibly be him... That would explain the funny questioning. I scold myself for being ridiculous. 1 - he drives. 2 - he doesn't work anywhere NEAR where I was travelling. 3 - how would he know WHERE on the route I'd be... the bus system in this country doesn't have a schedule or anything. The service I'm on comes every 12-15 minutes. I could be ANYWHERE between my and my sister's place. 

I go back to re-tying my hair, cos the ponytail is a little loose. The bus is now stopped and as the man catches up with us he looks into the bus and grins. At me! 

It IS BIKSS!! I break into the biggest smile I've ever smiled! 

He gets on, walks towards the back of the bus where I'm sitting and I move to make space for him. It takes every ounce of willpower NOT to plant one right on his lips! In the interest of caution the most I do is turn to him and kiss him on the upper part of his arm. And continue grinning like the cheshire cat.

You know, I've told him before that he's setting the bar a little higher than my usual standards with regards to finding me a mate... this surprise bus meeting just pushed it up a huge notch.

Turns out he had a meeting in that area and didn't drive today. So since I was headed that way he decided to run for the bus that he saw coming on the off chance that I was on it - in a long-sleeved shirt and pants and carrying a rucksack and holding on to his laptop no less. 

Oh, perhaps I should mention... I'm a sucker for these romantic only-happens-in-movies type surprises. 

He's Baaaaack!

I still haven't seen him, cos he only got in late tonight and I was already camped at my sister's house while my house is overrun with contractors. 

And you were ALL right. It wasn't that bad. It went by quickly enough. And I survived the first 2 days of reno without hiccups. There was a slight situation today but that was easy to navigate.

So far the dust is at phenomenal levels. I'm not even going to try and describe it. I'm still coughing so I thought I shouldn't sleep in my own home for a while. At least not till the worst is over. 

And really, it's like a little holiday over here at the sister's flat. No work, no cleaning, no laundry, different bed (I'm sleeping on her couch), different pillows, watching tv on my laptop (I'm catching up on my shows) and LIMITED CLOTHING AND SHOES !!  Nothing feels like a vacation more than not having my entire wardrobe at my disposal. LOL.

So anyway, thanks for all the love, folks. 

And most of all, Thanks, Hun, for all the support in the days leading up to the start of the reno and for keeping in constant contact with me during the time you were away so I could tell you about all the stuff that was going on at home. 

And people, let me just tell you - for a long time I resisted against thinking of ours as a real relationship mainly cos it isn't legit or what you might call "above board"... but then of all my relationships, this is the one that feels the most real. And I'm not just referring to the TTWD aspects of it either. BIKSS called before getting on the plane, texted when he arrived there, sent me pictures of the place, the hotel etc, and basically kept me totally in the loop. I feel rather sad to admit this, and I wonder why I accepted it in the past, but my exes NEVER did things like that. I found myself sitting and waiting and wondering way too often. 

I don't think it's being needy (although the guys used to think so) - I just worry and care that they're ok and I'd like that they would let me know and keep me informed so I don't imagine they're lying dying in a ditch somewhere. 

Ah well. But that's a whole other story. 

So. The texting and calling and letting me know his hows and wheres and whats? That's what makes it a real relationship for me. 

Emotional Safety

BIKSS was here again, doing some last minute stuff - on the house, and on me. 

I'm of course feeling really out of sorts. Well, I WAS.

Ok, there's the question of whether I should get them to install a temporary bath/WC; there's the question of staying while they renovate versus shifting out to the sister's apartment and then travelling back and forth EVERYDAY for 2 weeks; there's the stress from knowing I can't just call and ask him for help cos he's going to be in a different country the next 2 days for work; there's the lack of expendable funds should anything go wrong and require immediate fixing (calling in a specialist or buying new equipment/fixtures/material); and most of all, just an overall distaste for NOT BEING IN CONTROL of things. 

So, all the physical stuff got done and sorted- newspapers over the sink and stove; gaps between doors and frames taped over; all movable objects shoved away into the spare room. I had asked earlier on if he would spank me tonight - soundly and thoroughly. To settle me down. And to tide me over during his absence. I KNOW it's only a couple of days. And I'll probably be able to see him again in 3 or 4 days' time. But still. Explain that to the part of my brain that deals with feelings, not logic. 

Double Spanked

Well, that's what it is in MY head. You see, I was tired yesterday. I had been running to the ATM and the bank and back to work and then I was on the phone with the Tax office cos they decided to freeze my account due to an oversight on THEIR part. Sheesh. I mean, come on!

Then when I got home I had to clean up whatever I could and pack some stuff into the already crowded spare room so that as little furniture as possible would suffer the fallout from Monday's renovation works. When BIKSS came over I was in the midst of running around like I was the worst tornado to hit the planet. He helped with covering the 3 bookcases with tarp and we moved the table, ovens (yes, I have two...not counting the microwave... don't ask) and of course all the little bits and pieces. 

So by the time I had a shower and he had a shower it was close to midnight. 

I offered to wear some pretty lingerie for him, since I got done showering first and he was trying to send off some emails... but instead I got "Take out your corset".

That Reminds Me - and a questionnaire

I was reading Mrs SB's post and it reminded me of a little episode that took place last night. 

BIKSS was here after a match (he plays every fortnight) and when I saw him limping I knew I would insist on a few minutes' massage to knead the pulled muscle out. 

After he got clean I had him roll over onto his stomach and got to work with some oil on the back of his legs and after I was done he just lay there resting. As I shifted about I squeezed his bum cheeks and it occurred to me that I LIKE squeezing butts!!

So we chatted a bit about him having his ass spanked and how it would feel, I was inspired by Joey's post and thought maybe I'd give it a go - you know, spanking, instead of getting spanked. Heh. I kinda knew I wouldn't like it, before I even ventured to land one on his bottom, but in the interest of science (haha, hun, yes that was for you!) I thought I would try a few and see how it felt. 

We came to a few conclusions:

From Meltdown to Maintenance

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Tuesday Toon #8

I'm supposed to get some work done before the contractors come in on Monday and make a mess of my kitchen.

I won't have time to get anything sorted between that and the day I have my group presentations. 

Oh, but nothing's happening in the "motivation / inspiration" section of my brain...

Come on Fondles,

Emenessence

I believe this is the first time I've ever singled out another person's blog like this.

Emen has started writing her own blog and I feel an insane need to let all of you know.

She writes beautifully. Has a way of making you feel what she says, not just understand it in your brain.

Not many people move me emotionally with their words. She does. Whether it's lighthearted teasing or deep melancholy, I feel when I read her.

Now you can too.

Emenessence was started on Aug 19th. If you go now, you can say you were there from the very first post :)

Enjoy, everybody.

A Simple Question (Part 3)

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A Simple Question (Part 2)

*Long Post Advisory*

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I want him to fuck me. But I don't say so. Instead I ask him a simple question... 

Do you want to cum in my mouth? Or do you want to fuck me?

I look at him expectantly, knowing full well that I'll be happy with either choice. Instead he smiles, a glint in his eye, and bemoans the difficulty in always having to choose between the two. 

Get on your knees. Close your eyes.

I comply. I'm a little lazy at this point, I want to finish up and then just cuddle together, maybe fall asleep for a little while before he has to go. But if the man wants me to kneel, I kneel. 

A Simple Question (Part 1)

*Long Post Advisory*

After dinner I hop into the shower. He sits outside and we chat while I bathe. And shave. You know, it's not strange, me doing my toilet while he watches. As long as he doesn't see me brushing my teeth. That's not allowed. 

You have a strange sense of decorum, he muses.

Well. Yeah. So I finish with my washing up and we head towards the room. Only I am stopped in my tracks as he turns around and pulls my towel away, leaving me standing naked in the middle of the darkened living room. The lights are all off and there is no worry of any of the neighbours seeing us. 

I must be making a lot of yummy noises because he shushes me, then leaves me for a while, (I find out later on, to turn off the bedroom lights too) and returns to lead me into bed. If you're expecting some crazy sex to follow right now, you'd be mistaken. He's got my head in the crook of his left arm, I'm lying on my tummy, and my bum is exposed. 

Ode to Cock - a CWS special

It's the girth - not the length
It's the power and the strength
It invades and impales

It is veiny, but it is smooth
It likes tongue, not so much tooth
And some sucking never fails

It is hard, and soft as well
When it's in me, what the hell!
Pump me harder, that's a boy!

Out again, it seeks my mouth
Head pushed into crotch, down south
Use me, fuck me, I'm your toy

Back of throat, deep you thrust
Keep it down, do this I must
Looking up I see your gaze

Eyes that speak of lust anew
Stare at me even while you spew
You cum, and we, together, laze.

A Conversation

Heeey, what's that for? 
Nothing. It's been a while. We have quite a lot saved up. 

Ow... you can spank me on the other cheek you know?
I know. 

My left butt cheek kindly implores your right-handed self to think about warming up one very cool right butt cheek as this particular cheek is rather hot and ouchy right now... might you consider this humble request?
Sure, I can consider it. I'm considering it right now.

Ouch. Ow. Ow. Ouch. Are you ignoring me? You're ignoring me aren't you?
Hm? What was that?

I'm sure your hand's smarting by now. It's ok, I won't mind if you want to take a break. 
Nope. No? 
Nope. Crap.

You're tired. You've been at it for a bit. How about I give you a back rub instead? 
No thanks. I'm fine. Really. 
Sigh. 

Bargaining? No, I'm not bargaining... well, ok. Yes. I'm bargaining. Is it working? 
No 
*mutter*

In conclusion I have found I'm not allowed to say No.
He, on the other hand, says it ALL THE TIME. *hrmph*

Well, here's something  you probably won't say No to : could we try it like this? *grins*

[P.S. 10 mins after this post went up I got a text : "I'm reading your post now .. And yes, we can." See? Told you he wouldn't say No. ]

Tuesday Toon #7

I'm more tired now than before my trip. Some recuperation is necessary.

And emotionally, I ain't the most stable either. Strange cos I'm not PMSing.
Still, here's a Pooh pic for this Tuesday's toon. Cos he's awesome.

And cos this is very apt for the situation I'm in at the moment.

I Need to Pack

... but I wanted to say this before I went off to deal with something so mundane. 

I've picked up a few followers recently, and I feel a little bit guilty for promising you all so much... when in actual fact I'm not sure how much longer I will be able to keep this up. 

If only I could bring my own wi-fi connection.

First of all, I will be away for the next 4 days. Vacation, you know? That thing that I've been working my ass off the last 3 weeks in order to find some time for. There isn't going to be much posting over the weekend. I'm not taking my laptop, and using the phone is going to be too tedious. Besides, as all you Bloggers know, we are only as timely at posting as our internet connection allows. I am told there will be wi-fi in the hotel where I'll be staying. But my experience is that most of the time the connection is slow, and/or located in specific areas of the hotel, and not EVERYWHERE, as one would expect. Ok, as *I* would expect. 

Obviously that's not my hand.
Whoever made this - I thank you.

Second, it feels like the time has come to recharge and re-energise, and rethink everything that's going on. It's been a wonderful ride and I'm not sure if I want to get off. Haha. No. I did NOT intend for that pun to be there. It just happened. But having said that, I think the reality is that at some point I'm going to have to and it's really just a question of when and how. 

I may be here much longer than I (or you) think. This isn't the end. It's just an opportune junction for some stock-taking, re-affirming, and chillin'!! I don't know that I will have an answer when I get back. But it's always good to think about where we are every once in a while. 

So I bid you farewell for a little while, I shall be back (hopefully) in a week's time. I'll try and keep up with the reading at least, in the meantime, and to those of you who are religious and/or spiritual, I could do with a prayer and some positive vibes right about now =). Thank you in advance! If there's one thing I know I can count on, it's the support of my Blogland friends. 

Adios amigos.

I Love Unicorns! and Tuesday Toon #6

And yes, I know they're not real, and they don't exist, and they're mythical... but then, sometimes I think my existence isn't quite all that real either!

Let's leave the philosophising for another day, and get on with the MABU (Meta Awesomest Blog Unicorn) awards.

Award Rules are as follows:

1. Include the award logo somewhere in your blog.

2. Answer 10 questions you have about yourself.

3. Nominate 10 to 12 blogs you enjoy. Or you pick the number.

4. Pay the love forward: Provide your nominee’s link in your post and comment on their blog to let them know they’ve been included and invited to participate.

5. Pay the love back with gratitude and a link to the blogger(s) who nominated you.

I would like to say a huge Thank You to ReneeRose for nominating me. (I suspect she's just trying to win my affections so I'll continue supporting her stories over at Blushing Books *grin*. Nah, she wouldn't, I'm jus' messin' with y'all!) I'm glad you think of me as part of your posse!! That's really quite awesome! 

Also, a humble Thank You to Mrs. Soft Bottom who includes me in a list of blogs which "I have been reading since I began exploring TTWD. I owe a lot of where we are to them." Sheesh. I feel as if I'm still fumbling in the dark myself! But nonetheless, I am happy that I can provide some insight through my musings and experiences. 

So er, I assume "Answer 10 Questions" means "share 10 things about yourself" so here goes nothing : (I can't remember what I wrote in the Lovely Blogger Awards list so you might have heard some of these...although I'll try my darndest to think up new stuff about me so you don't all roll your eyes and fall asleep halfway through.)

1. I like my wines sweet and white. If they're fizzy, even better. Arbor Mist Zinfadels, Rheinhessens and Rieslings, Moscatos and Ciennas (Brown Brothers preferred, but I don't mind any brand).

2. I'm constantly battling with food cos I love eating, but my body doesn't know how to use up everything I consume so I end up putting on weight WAY too easily! LOL. This is why I swim and walk and try and try to maintain my weight. (Never mind trying to lose any.)

3. I am addicted to Hazelnut Latte - cold. I don't do hot drinks. 

4. Unless it's in the middle of the night and I'm craving some comfort - then I reach for some hot chocolate.

5. I love reading - and prefer the feel of a real book in my hands to an e-reader. 

6. I'm the Duchess of Procrastination (only because Aisha lays claim to the Queenship).  

7. I'm a believer in the Laws of Attraction. If you haven't seen it yet, go get your hands on the DVD, The Secret; or the book, or the audio book. 

8. I'm passionate about things. I tend to be very extreme in my emotions.  

9. I get annoyed when people who don't know me try and tell me how to live my life. Heck, I get annoyed even if they DO know me and try and tell me how to live my life. Hmmm. Let me rephrase that. I hate it when people tell me how to live my life. (Have I made this loud and clear yet?) /Laughs

10. I'm addicted to spanking and TTWD - I may even be skewed towards DD. (Does it count as sharing information if it's already stuff you know?)

Right, so I'm supposed to link 10-12 blogs but I can't. I really cannot. I did it the last time and felt so bad at leaving some people out that I added another list just cause everyone I follow is clearly Awesome in my books! 

So go look at the blogroll to the right --->  and pick a blog you don't already follow - then go over there and say hi and introduce yourself. Tell the person you're visiting for the first time, and let them know you got there via this post. Then ask them to come over here and do the same.

Or, you can copy and paste this: (I am so Full Of Myself today... Muah-Ha-Ha)

"Fondles is too darn lazy to pick blogs for the MABU (Meta Awesomest Blog Unicorn) awards so she sent me over to say Hi. Go visit her, then pick a blog of your own from her blogroll and introduce yourself the way I'm doing now."

/Waves. I'm outta here guys. BIKSS is picking me up to go and have coffee. I suppose we need to go on a date outside the bedroom once in a while. Heh. TTFN. 

Also, I forgot to post yesterday's Tuesday Toon (fine, it's not really a toon) so I'm gonna post it here: 

It's Been a Long Night

I may be physically sitting in one place but my mind is running amok, and my heart is off somewhere else too.  But I'm not gonna get into that.

BIKSS came over for dinner, and brought some wine - he's lovely that way. I like that he knows what kind I like so he'll usually go for something similar whenever he's thinking of getting something different from our usual. 

We had some penne with carbonara (and a ton of veggies and ham and sausages thrown in) and although I had visions of us watching a movie together (A Dangerous Method is still untouched) we ended up talking in bed instead. This time it wasn't my fault - he had already set up his laptop and was comfortably installed on my bed by the time I got done with work earlier, so after dinner together he just continued doing whatever he was doing on his computer. 

I'm a little frazzled by the most recent events of the night though, (stuff that happened in the last half hour) so I'm not really in any condition to contribute any smut right now. But I will show you pictures of some new "toys". They're not really toys, but let's say we've re-assigned them and put them to relevant use in this house. 

Punishment & Sex

I'm just exploring thoughts today. Because I've had this in my head recently... thanks to reading all of ReneeRose's books on my phone every minute I can spare! Be warned. This might be a little disorganised. I haven't actually made an essay outline or anything, so it'll just come out as I think it.

(I'm using the Male-Dom female-sub model, so go ahead and tweak as you need to suit your own pairing.)

I know the theory is that a punishment spanking isn't supposed to be rewarding - that's why the general rule is NO SEX after that. Also, the lecturing and corner time are supposed to help the transgressor acknowledge, and be adequately remorseful for, their crimes. 

However, I have been thinking about the Dukes and the Lords and the Counts in the spanking fiction I read and how they take their wives in hand, spanking for punishment, to reinforce their dominance, to send a clear signal they are not to be disobeyed or disrespected. It almost always, ok, always, ends in sex. 

Corset

I started out with 5 free cum passes for when I couldn't get in touch with BIKSS and wanted to masturbate. This weekend that he's been away, I used up 2. But that's ok, cos before he left I had worked up to .7 of earning the next one. 

I'm currently at 3.8. Heh. 

He got back earlier today and hadn't planned on meeting me today, not being sure if he could get away so soon after returning from his trip. But as luck, or libido, would have it, he managed to come around after lunch - as I was getting ready to go for a swim. 

"Don't go anywhere. I'll have a shower and come by."

Alpha? or Alfalfa?

See, one is a confident man, who is the leader of his pack, and knows it. The other is used as a feed for dairy cows. 

Often it's the ones who aren't really alpha males who go around telling you just how at the top of the food chain they are. Seriously? We can spot you a mile away. Even without the tee shirt. 

So do me a favour - don't market yourself to me. There is nothing more off-putting than a loud, aggressive, attention-seeking man who thinks that's what I want. These men are like the afore-mentioned forage crop. Which gets its name from its Arabic form meaning "fresh fodder". I'd sooner see them get trampled under a herd of cows than spend any real time with them engaging in a conversation which will only annoy me no end.

Instead, 

be confident, quietly so, if it suits you ~ it calms me; 

be kind and gentle, but sure and firm ~ it shapes me;

be frank and truthful ~ it enlightens me; 

be witty and humourous ~ it relaxes me;

be alert and focused ~ it reassures me;

be interested and probing ~ it excites me.

Earn my trust with these tenets and I shall give you my very self, my will, my body, my soul. But try to take it from me, and that act alone will break our communion. And it will be almost impossible to convince me that you are, or ever were, worthy of the gift of my submission. Oh, I may still love you... but I will never be completely yours. And I will suffer for it, for I long so much to belong to you. 

[And by the way, this is in no way a reflection of my current situation. Au contraire, BIKSS is a lovely, loving man, who is all these things... and more.]

Poll Results - 3 August

I asked how many of your were spanked as a child. Because I wasn't. And I turned out to be a spanko - my reason being perhaps I craved the physical punishment / sensation so that I could let go of the guilt, or know that I was forgiven. That's the theory I read everywhere, anyway. 

So in an attempt to find out if other spankos out there were like me, I asked the question. 

It turns out there's no pattern, one way or the other. 

Out of 24 of you,
15 of you said YES you were spanked as a child, and
9 of you, like me, said NO. 

Go figure. Thanks for answering the poll question peeps. I'll set up a new one soon.

Bye Bye BIKSS and Hello Corset

It's Friday and BIKSS is off on his bonding weekend. (Shhh... I won't say who he's bonding with.) And I'm so glad I work on weekends. It'll make the days pass much quicker. And before too long (I hope) he'll be back again. The plan is Monday but I'm not sure if we'll be able to see each other then. I DO hope so... or else I'll have to wait till Tuesday. Sigh. I'm feeling all "missing him" and sad-ish. 

My sweet, sweet man knows I have abandonment issues tho, so it was real nice of him to be texting me right up to the last moment. He sent me this:

You be good in the meantime...

 ...and I'll reward you when I get back.

*Grins*

(He texted a while ago to say they've arrived safely. Good. Now I can sleep properly.)

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In other news - I was browsing the local webstores last night and came across one that sold corsets, bustiers and waist-cinchers. I asked BIKSS if he liked corsets - yes, they're pretty, he said, but he reckons it would come off quite quickly. Why? I asked. Cos all the good bits are hidden!

Well, I've always wanted a waist cincher, so I politely enquired if we might be able to keep it on a little longer if the good bits weren't all hidden... long enough to justify paying for one at least. He is confident that this might very well be a likely outcome, so I went ahead and decided to order one. He chose this one :

I do so want to be able to wear it for him when he gets back, so I guess I won't be too upset if I DO have to wait till Tuesday. *Crossing my fingers and hoping this arrives before our next meet-up.*

Do any of you have something like this? Anything I should be warned about prior to putting it on?

Thinking

Always a dangerous thing, IMO. When I start thinking it means stuff isn't quite resolved. Or, I'm unhappy with the resolution. Or, something's just not sitting exactly right with me. 

Right now, it's the justification of that one silly puff of that one silly cigarette. 

*If you're bored to tears with this issue already, skip this post.*

There. You have been warned.

Snippets - of tonight's conversation - in bed

This is going to be brief. I'm tired and my tummy's really painful - I need to go to bed but first, a post.

I'm surprised by how happy BIKSS is to go with the flow and let me run things sometimes. 

Close your eyes...

Take off your tee shirt. And your shorts. 

You wanna roll over onto your front for me?

It Is Finished

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