16 January 2014

No More 40

I am officially in my forTIES. The year of being forTY is now over and this has been my second birthday with BIKSS as, well, BIKSS and not just the friend he was before. 

We had a most satisfying dinner at a cosy restaurant tucked away in a small street on the outskirts of town. It was expensive but worth the price, I think. And I want to go back there next year! 

The whole house was in residence so my birthday spanking was carried out with a 'rubber cane'. It's supposed to be a pet-training (target?) stick - but with the spade-end taken off, it works just like a regular cane. Only more thwacky. I suppose it's like a cane made out of bungee cord material. 


He began tappety-tapping but it was way more ouchy than the regular cane so I found myself rolling all over the place. He chuckled and "helped" me stay in place by wrapping his hand on my right thigh to keep me still while spanking my right cheek - then rinse and repeat on the left! 

It *did* keep me quiet. So I guess that worked. 

And after that it was Roger in my mouth for dessert! And BIKSS says he suspects that having to keep quiet enhances the experience for him too! LOL.

The difference between this birthday (and Christmas) and the last? Everything felt more natural and less awkward. I was more confident in asking him for a specific gift, probably because he spent the last year teaching me that it was perfectly ok for me to tell him what I want without having to worry that I would come across as needy or greedy. (I was taught it's not polite to ask for ANYTHING, whether it's a gift or otherwise!) 

He was also much more forthcoming in the GETTING of the gifts. It seems as if he is much more willing to spoil his little girl these days - he agrees that this is indeed a new development for him, possibly because he never liked buying gifts - cos he was never in the habit of doing so - cos he never had to before.

Well, I'd say apart from getting older, we BOTH got a bit wiser too!

15 January 2014

No-Go Logos

I saw the link on my FB newsfeed and thought it was way too hilarious not to share.

I particularly like the sushi restaurant one! But this is definitely my favourite!



Enjoy!


13 January 2014

Reblogging

Got this from Sofia's recent post. 

Am reblogging for those who didn't get to see it there first.

It's on Collared Good Girl's blog and was originally found on another blog... but I'm not industrious enough to link everything here. If you go over there and take a look you'll see all the credits and links. 


And the paragraph that rings the truest for me:

"Above all… above all other things… be honest with her. In a relationship like this, trust is the one thing that cannot be repaired. If you damage it, you’re done. You also need to be aware that most of these women (in my experience) have an uncanny sixth sense. They are actually or very nearly psychic and will read all of your communications on every level. Don’t lie to them. It’s not worth it and once they catch you in a single lie, you now go into the same pile of “men who hurt her” and you will never truly be trusted again."


10 January 2014

Roger's View

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6 January 2014

Pussy Spanks

I trialed and errored. 

Ok, I was reading Signed by vanillamom and got kinda worked up (read: horny as heck) so I told BIKSS via IM that I was gonna head off to the bedroom for a cum. 

But because it had been quite some time since my last orgasm, I thought I would treat myself to some nipple clamps (read: paper clips) too. 

And then I remembered a blog post I had read about pussy spankings and thought I should find a way to resurrect them in our play sessions.

You see, we'd stopped all rough play around the pussy area that involves striking or any other sort of friction so as to minimise the possibility of more warts erupting in that area. I've just about gotten rid of the ones I discovered last year so we're not keen on giving new ones a chance to grow. 

So I pulled out the baby spoon and smacked my own pussy. Just once or twice or 12 times, to see how it feels. It turns out there's still a remarkably ouch-y sting even when I've my knickers on. I don't know why I never thought of this before... if it's friction on the skin I want to avoid, I could just leave my underwear on, and still be able to enjoy a smack or 7. 

And just like that, my Monday became a success. Well, two cums, and a solution for a pussy-spanking revival seems like enough work for the beginning of the week - to me, anyway. 

*PS. you really should head over and read "Signed". It's so good!

Oh, and watch out for this Friday's post on the CWS blog. 


5 January 2014

Being Dommy

He spanked me. That's what he did. With his hand. And I was sweating in no time. The a/c was on, the fan was on, and I was still sweating. 

After enough wriggling about he grabbed me by the hair and shoved my face into his crotch. No niceties this time. No "go say hello", no "Roger wants to say hi", no nothing. Grab. And. Shove. 

Yeah yeah, no problem. I live to serve. Right? Ah, Roger. Sweet sweet sexy Roger. 

Ouch. More spanking? Er, sure. After all, we didn't know when we'd be getting the house to ourselves again. 

He reached over to the nightstand and pulled out the Christmas Paddle. What? I was already kinda sore. Hrmph. 

I busied myself with Roger. If I don't pay attention to the pain, it won't hurt. WRONG.

He spanked. I sucked. I moaned. I wriggled. 

He spanked some more. 

I think I rolled my body away. Tilted. Yeah, that's more accurate. 

He pulled me back. 

What? 

The rubbing felt good. Mmmm yummy. 

Spank! Spank! Spank! 

I muttered around Roger I think. I can't be sure. But I know it hurt. BAD.

I remember thinking how do people do this for punishment? I know right? I think I'm warped. (Cos it makes more sense to me to do this for fun. Yeah yeah, I know. I have issues.) Talk about having it backwards. 

I also remember thinking I might cry from the pain. 

Then he started rubbing again. 

And then he grabbed the cane. And began swishing it on my behind. 

I swear he was making up for lost time in advance. Just in case it's a while before we got an empty house to play in again. 
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We talked about what he wanted for his birthday. It's impossible to buy him a gift, I swear! 

Thankfully we eventually settled on something that he said he might like to have. So I now have a mission. 

We also talked about MY birthday plans and Valentine's day. And he told me his V/day plan for us and it's the best present ever! 

Plus I'm bugging him for a matching ring to go with my birthstone earrings. 

I think being dommy activates his gift-giving gene. 

Heh. I can deal with that.