I could tell you all about our fun last night. I could tell of the sensations and toys. I could tell you of the slick wet and the velvety hard. I could tell you of the moans and gasps and pleads.
I could tell you..…..but isn’t a picture worth a thousand words?
I learn something new every day. Most of the time it’s work or electronics related. I admit that I am extremely tech illiterate. 😁
This weekend I learned that I LOVE LOVE LOVE Daddy’s belt! Of course, I had to learn the hard way.
I was face down and bent over the bed to receive what I thought was going to be a typical spanking for a small infraction. Imagine my surprise when I heard Daddy’s belt being undone and sliding out of His pant loops. I turned in terror. He had never used more than His hand for punishment spankings.
The first few swats gave a sting like I was not accustomed to. A warmth spread across my cheeks as I counted out the number of swings Daddy doled out and I could feel my ass turn red.
Daddy rubbed the marks that He had made and I practically cooed with how good it felt, with my skin so sensitive.
This gave Daddy an idea and belt play initiated this weekend. Belts have many uses…..spanking, leashes, and restraints.
I have had the same look on Halloween for the last 20 years. It’s the day that I let my horns show.
It’s not quite Halloween, but Daddy and I have been trying some horns on for size
It’s been rainy and chilly here…the perfect weather for cuddling with Daddy and watching scary movies.
well, maybe we will get around to watching scary movies. lol
I want to suck your hand off your face so I could kiss your lips.
Hhhhmmm…..Not what I was expecting. lol
I was thinking something more like this! 😈👅
just sayin’. 😈
It was a total shit day. It has been a shit show kind of week. Everything that I have touched today has turned to chaos and ruin. I am exhausted and still everywhere I turn, I am pulled and needed. I am stretched too thinly and holes are appearing. Long work hours and little sleep, on top of home and family duties. I am brittle and close to breaking.
I lash out at You when I see you. I rage and rant. You stand firmly planted, facing me and weather my storm. I am itching for a fight, a place to put all of my frustration and anger into. I get no response from You, other than the stoic look on Your face. Then You simply turn and walk away.
I feel so alone and upset with myself for being so prickly and unlovable. I hear You coming back down the hall and as I start to speak, You silence me. You take my hand and lead me back to our bedroom. “Kneel” is the only word that You utter. I obey. I watch You prepare our bedroom and bathroom by lighting candles and turning on soft music and turning down our bed.
You stand in front of me when all of this is done and hold out Your hands for me. Your hands strip me of my day. Your hands wipe away my tears. Your hands wash my hair and body in our shower. Your hands gently dry all of me. Your hands put me to bed. Your hands hold me and caress me. Your hands make me feel loved and cherished.
I have many jobs and go by many names.......I am boss, co-worker, friend, mother, wife. However my favorite are the names that Daddy calls me.
I can tell what kind of mood Daddy is in by the name he uses for me. Baby girl is when he's in a cuddly mood and general every day use. Good girl is for when I please him with a a particular take or routine. But Angel, that's for when Daddy needs to play. When he calls me Angel, I get weak in the knees and wet.
I woke up this morning to a note next to my pillow telling me that Daddy needs his Angel when he gets home from work tonight. I have a whole day to daydream about what fun I have in store for me!
I need ideas for a costume for a Halloween party.
since I wear something similar to this every day, I don’t want a nurse costume.
Maybe this would be eye catching. It doesn’t look too hard to make. 
Or maybe even this! 😂
Thank goodness our noses don’t grow when we lie, like Pinocchio!
#1 was a fantastically wicked time, with so many fun things tried! It is one of my kinkiest moments ever and I will always remember it with a smile….and maybe wet panties. 😈
#3 was probably the scariest moments for me in my kink history! I now play with plugs with different ends to them. No one wants to go the the ER with that! 😳
#2 was my lie….well sort of. I did sit down with a complete stranger when he asked if I was his blind date. He was cute and looked upset. He said that he had almost left after waiting for 45 minutes and I felt bad for him. I did reveal my true identity before he bought me dinner. There was no sex involved. 😇
There, I feel much better now after getting that off of my chest! Most of you were right. You must all know what a naughty girl I am! 😁