Follow Friday May 31st 2013

I haven't been reading much, nor writing. Life has taken up most of my time.

But I did manage to add two blogs to my roll recently... have a look at

Lost Kittie in Space and A Domme's Black Book.

And have a happy weekend!

Favourites

If I had to pick a favourite scenario, it would have to be where I'm getting undressed and I'm interrupted just as I've taken off my bottom.

Knickers still on, he positions me on all fours on the bed. Facing away. He spanks me for a time, then pulls down my panties just enough to expose my pussy, and he dips his fingers in to check on my wetness.. to tease me. I'm hot for him, of course, and wriggle my butt and can't wait for Roger to claim me again.

And I'm left breathless for the fucking. And grinning when we're done.

That's my favourite.

Also, the one where he spanks me, then lands one a little too hard. And realises I enjoyed it. Then proceeds to spank me harder than usual.

That's a favourite too.

Um, and the one where he has me grab hold of the over-the-door hooks and hold still while he lands some belt lashes on my tush.

Ok, I give up. I can't pick a favourite. But then, I bet you can't either *wink*

Post Shower

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A Day of BIKSS

The itinerary :- 

8am - Picked me up

845 - Had breakfast at Macs

945 - Arrived early at Ikea - had coffee while waiting for the store to open

11am - Headed off to buy paint

1155 - Was thrown onto my bed on hands and knees, spanked and taken from behind. 

1230 - Finished getting changed into painting clothes

1245 - Started painting the red wall

135 - Done painting, cleaned up and put away painting stuff

145 - Started on Red Velvet cupcakes

230 - Ate some Red Velvet cupcakes

245 - Hung out in the bedroom and played a game on our phones

3pm - Was molested, had my nipples sucked, and then pushed backwards and mounted.

330 - Cuddled

345 - Nuzzled against Roger and attended BIKSS' crotch

4pm - Fucked me from behind -telling me that if I was sore it would be a reminder that I belong to him. 

420 - More cuddling. And discussing our dynamic and our relationship and all sorts of other things in my head

430 - Licked Roger and nuzzled his crotch some more

435 - Needed a cum. Too embarrassed to ask if he would double-dildo me while I used Cap'n Silver

436 - He read my mind and offered to anyway. Gently chided for not saying so.

440 - Had a fantastic cum with Roger in my pussy and the dildo in my ass

510 - Eventually got out of bed to shower

525 - Cooked dinner

6pm - Ate

615 - Watched Resident Evil : Apocalypse 

850 - BIKSS got dressed 

9pm - Goodnight!

And now, thanks to Betty Crocker, I present to you -

BIKSS did all the pouring of batter into the cups. I just stood at the sink and washed! All in all, the best I've ever had - possibly because he had a hand in making them! 

They Are No More

The rituals I mean. 

In the beginning we needed them. We relied on them to remind us who and what we are to each other. 

It was a way of coming back to the US we wanted to be after days apart. 

I kissed his hands. I knelt every chance I could. 

I remembered to put my hair up in a ponytail. 

Over time these things became less important, and what really mattered was my attitude, our attitude - to each other. 

Don't get me wrong. They were useful. No doubt about it. But they were a means to an end. And that end has been met. 

I don't need to be reminded by a physical action. I don't need to be reminded by his tone of voice. I don't need all the trappings anymore. 

We've both become what we set out to be to each other. 

Now when I kiss his hands it could be in bed, in the car, while doing the dishes. My hair is often in a bun because the weather's turned very hot and humid. Sometimes I wear it down because it makes me feel pretty and girly and I like being that way for him. I kneel when the occasion allows it - and my knee isn't acting up. Sometimes that means I'm crouched down between his legs in bed and nuzzling my face in his crotch. 

But always there is deference and respect. And he knows this without my needing to perform those rituals. 

And because I have made nothing else since my last kitchen adventure, here's something I was introduced to earlier this evening.. 

Oreos + cream cheese + chocolate =

CLICK HERE FOR RECIPE

He Brought Me...

...a white chocolate chip cookie (it's a big cookie!) for date night last Friday :-) And a bar of Chocolate!

OK, he thought it was a bar of white chocolate, but it turned out to be a milk chocolate bar. He wants to take them to court for putting regular chocolate in a white wrapper. LOL

But it's the thought that counts right? We shared the bar while making (more) french toast.

And he stocked my snack cupboard with some awesome cranberry and orange cookies too!

When Life Gives You Lemons

... you make a lemon loaf. 

The sister pointed me towards this recipe - to be more accurate, she posted it on my FB page! She loves cakes. But doesn't enjoy baking the way I do. 

So I ran down to the shops, bought the missing ingredients, and came back home to make some of this:

Of course the 80/20 rule means I get to keep a couple of slices for myself (and BIKSS) before packing up the rest to cart over to her house when I next visit.

YUMMY!!

Peanut Buttery Goodness

The man I'm in love with is a peanut butter fiend. 

Who knew?! Not me.

We were shopping at the Value Dollar store and he seemed to be hunting for something. I asked him what he might be looking for and he gave me the name of a famous (in my country) peanut butter cookie. 

I found a family-sized pack and hoisted it up. His eyes lit up. 

Me? I'm not a fan. I don't like it. Wait. I actually don't mind the taste. I just don't like the texture. And um, well, yeah, I'm not crazy about the taste either. I don't even eat peanuts. I love nuts in general. I snack on my almonds, cashews, pistachios... but let it be known I NEVER buy a mult-nut pack that contains peanuts. 

OK, who am I kidding? I detest the stuff. 

There. That said, I chanced upon a 3-ingredient peanut butter cookie recipe and made some for BIKSS. 

My house now reeks of peanut butter. Since I made more than just one batch. Seeing as how the first one came out looking rather unappetizing. But it's a worthwhile sacrifice. I even ate a few. You know... cos the person who makes the stuff has just GOT to taste the stuff. 

Let's see what he thinks about them come Friday :)

A Reminder

"You need a spanking?"

It's a rhetorical question he likes to ask, it seems. 

I could say Yes and have my wish granted, or I could say No and have that choice vetoed. 

"No... I'm good," I say.

"I think you need a spanking. Turn over onto your tummy," he kisses me.

See? I told you it was rhetorical. I wouldn't change it for the world, tho.

SMACK 

SMACK 

SMACK

I cling on to his other arm, the one that's within reach. 

SMACK 

SMACK

SMACK

I wince. I'm focusing on his scent, his breath, his skin. 

SMACK 

SMACK 

SMACK

I don't clench tho. It doesn't make it hurt less. And he doesn't like it when I clench. Besides, there's less chance of bruising... 

Rub... Rub... Rub...

That's the best part of a spanking. 

"Why did you want to spank me?"

"A reminder. Of who you belong to. Whose you are. Who loves you."

"Thank you..."

"You're welcome."

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It has happened this way twice in a row now, and I quite enjoy our little exchange. It's a good way to end the evening, when both of us are just lying next to each other and being together. 

There's a comfort in knowing that I can say No and he'll spank my behind anyway. 

There's a comfort in knowing he'll go only as far as he knows is enough for me to feel the burn on my skin, and his ownership in my heart. 

It's very reassuring. 

Snippets - PTF / Schedule / in the works

The update as promised -

I had my first Photo Therapy Flash hair removal session today. It took 10 mins, the doc was very quick about zapping everything everywhere. And the area near the butt hole was all warm and tingly even. In fact it reminded me of our figging session! 

"The nurse is going to place some cotton in the middle while I work on the areas around the sides..." he says. All professional and no fuss, but yes, they got the bits between the outer and inner labia too, which involved some manhandling of my 'middle' bits. 

The most obvious difference is that IPL was kinda more zap-move-zap-move while this procedure was continuous. He turned on the machine and away he went, in a constant motion over all the areas where he was supposed to go. There WAS a distinct smell of burning hair in the room tho. You have been warned.

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BIKSS and I have also recently gotten ourselves linked on this cute couple app called Avocado. It's mostly useful for us cos we can update the calendar and keep each other in the loop when either of us makes plans. On it are work events, dinners (both work and personal), doc appointments and other such stuff. It's a good system for letting each other know when something comes up so we can plan around it - whether it be to meet for a bit since he's already legitimately out somewhere, or so that I should find something to occupy myself with since he's going to be engaged.

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Also, for date night tomorrow, we've planned to stay home and eat French Toast. He's going to cook me a batch cos I just LOVE the stuff. And he has a recipe his dad used to make. 

We've also decided to forget about making a Red Velvet cake and just make do with a cupcake version instead. It's way easier since I don't have the right sized cake tins and I actually like little cupcake thingies better anyway. He's agreeable and we're planning to do that together when he can take a day off work somewhere in the later half of this month. 

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So I've been shuttling to and from my sister's new place some, and I've had to put in trips to the hospital with the folks now that she is no longer as nearby as she used to be and therefore excused from chaperone duty. I also haven't had much time to read blogs and write since I'm a little busier with cake-baking and selling and working on another writing project that is due in a month's time. But I'll be here about once a week or so, and just wanted to let you all know that while I'm still here, and doing well, I probably won't be writing all that much. 

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On the relationship front things are settling into a comfortable place... there are still some downs along with all our ups, but dealing with them isn't as stressful as it once was. It's easier for me to tell BIKSS things now, we're flowing better, and perhaps have gotten to know each other well enough that we can function quite smoothly as a couple. I still sometimes feel like I'm being pulled in two directions, like I'm juggling subby me and tough cookie me, but it's him I run to to tell how I'm feeling rather than trying to figure it out on my own. 

And I tell him when I feel like I wanna chuck it all away and just throw in the towel too - not in an ultimatum kinda way, just in a "I feel like I'm at the end of my rope" kinda way and we talk about how we can work out a solution to whatever it is that I feel isn't working. I'm sure there are things that weren't working for him too, but I suspect he's sorted me out already. The current mission is getting him to say he loves me - and NOT as a reply to my first saying so  ...  I am hopeful. Will send a progress report next week!