Master and the Sub

Good morning everyone, hope you're all doing well this lovely hump day. Now grab your coffee, juice,  or prefered drink and hang on. You're about to be hit with some truths and it's going to feel like a nail riddled paddle hit you in the ass, yes massochist I know you like it. 

Ok folks show of hands from behind your computer, laptop, tablet, or cell phone who here is an bonafide exspert in the field of BDSM? What no one. Well I didn't think so, I never remember seeing anyone here with a master's degree  in BDSM, and Psychology posted on their profile. So let's discuss opinions, there like assholes everyone has one but what makes yours so special?

Probably nothing, are you backing up your opinion with some kind of facts, life experience, wisdom learned throughout many years of practice. Remember perfect practice makes practice perfect, words my EMT instructor said. 

Now someone writes a blog, is it a thesis from a well know professor at a highly regarded university, probably not. Is it one person giving some information, insight, from their own perspective maybe. Is it information that you could Google and find, might be, but all in all it's just their opinion, insight, information, knowledge that they share so others might gain something so as to have their own opinion about said topic. 

It's not a invitation to belittle, shame, pass Judgement, criticize, crucify, or be a down right asshole about it. If you are not a fucking well know expert in the field, have a masters degree in the subject matter, have a lifetime of knowledge, experience and can back up your opinions with facts then I offer you these wise words. Keep your fucking mouth shut. 

These letters were posted on the wall of my last boss, their meaning and message speak loudly. Because if you don't know about something then it truly shows how uneducated you are. Better to be thought a fool, than open your mouth and prove it. Here's a thought, all the people here with say years of experience. Goes right out the fucking window when you get a new partner, oh some of your experience may come in handy but if they are different then you start from square one. 

Example of what I learned, my last sub used the title submissive so I thought all submissive's did what she did. Oh how fucking wrong I was, Hazel pointed this out, my last was a slave. Now for clarification, my last had very little limits, so it wasn't until I met Hazel that I learned, subs have limits. Many things I could do with the past wouldn't work with Hazel and I totally respect that with her. 

Now folks, we all came here seeking non judgment from the vanilla world, the religious zealots, whoever you're keeping this lifestyle from. I asked you why do you pass Judgement on those who we are supposed to stand beside as a community. Why do you feel it necessary to shame others because of their opinions, choices, the way they find satisfaction from this lifestyle. Can we say out loud I'm a fucking hypocrite, those who live in glass houses really shouldn't throw stones. 

If you have a bit of information you would like to share about a blog then by all means do so, if contributing said information sparks a good discussion feel free. If your words are intended to hurt someone may I suggest you K.Y.F.M.S it does this community and yourself no good. 

Now on a final note,  if you feel the need to write a scathing comment about me feel free, if you want to try and hurt my feelings take your best shot, if you think you have all the answers please feel free to message me I have a fuckton of questions. You see I'm old, I have been through shit I wouldn't wish on anyone and I have learned if you're picking on me then you're leaving someone else alone. I'm tough I can take it. 

To all of my friends I say this, hope you have a wonderful day. To all of you who pass fucking judgment well I won't say it my mother taught me better than that. The Lion has Roared. 

Ok, so just remember this is just my observation and thoughts no need to get your knickers in a twist. 

Age appropriate, what does that truly mean? So if you go by that girl's mature faster than boys does this mean they can drive, drink, and see x rated movies first? Probably not because why? We have laws that govern at what age society thinks we're old enough to make a good decision. 

I'm laughing my ass off right now as I enjoy my bourbon and think about all the times I didn't act my age. Don't get me wrong, some of us do make well informed decisions base on our intelligence level and education of a particular subject, others not so much. 

So let's look at some facts, age for driving in most states age 16, age for drinking age 21 in most states, age to get married 17 with parents permission, varying from each state. Age to go to war and die 18, but can't drink, must be 18 to vote. Sweeping my area must be 21 to buy cigarettes. 

So what is an appropriate age to dive, jump, run, fall, discover this lifestyle? We have all seen or read about other countries where older men marry extremely young girls, is this appropriate or right depends on how you were raised. I don't see it as a good idea, why because the girls have not been allowed to become women, just my opinion. 

Let's discuss our own society, at what age is too old or to young, that all depends on you. We have all seen the old rich guy with the younger woman, look he's a fucking pervert. Older woman with a younger guy, look she's a cougar. I asked what is your age limit? 5 years, 10, 20, this is something that you have to ask yourself.  

When I first read Hazel's profile I said Nope to young, why because I didn't think she would have anything to do with someone my age. I even tried to push her away, thank God she is stubborn or I would have missed out knowing such a beautiful, amazing woman. 

Ok now let's point out the elephant in the room on here in this community. The young girls who are just old enough to join also the young men. Age limit being 18 to join, are they ready for this lifestyle?

Now I want to hear from both the doms and subs who are at this age along with anyone who started early.  Why do you ask? Because at such a young age how do you know what you truly want without living life first. 

I'm not being judgmental, it's because in my life I have had plenty of conversations with people who got married early in life only to divorce because they didn't sow their wild oats first.  For all you youngins that means fuck a lot of people before getting stuck with only one. 

I am one of those people, I can count on one hand how many sexual partners I've been with. Why my first marriage ended, she wanted a younger guy,  I didn't have my first one night stand until I was in my 40s. 

My beautiful lioness is 12 years younger than me, I truly couldn't believe she would want me but as her mother pointed out when I first spoke with her, age is but a number. Love has a lot to do with whom you chose to spend your life with. Age doesn't seem to matter if you're in it for the right reasons. 

So in closing, does age matter in the lifestyle? Probably not but I will say being well informed, educated, and possibly acting your age as you see fit for what you want just might. 

Bug hug to all, best wishes in finding what you're heart and soul desires. 

P.s. I do expect to get some input here so I can better understand the whys. Have a wonderful day everyone. ??

So Hazel got home last night after being gone almost two weeks. Oh how much I missed my beautiful lioness. Her mother won't be coming home until March and that all depends on how her physical therapy goes. 

I asked Hazel if she was glad to be home and part of her is, the other part wants her mother. Even though they fight with each other I truly can see the love between them, trust me I had plenty of time with both of them. ?

It's also kinda sad the way she was treated while back home, she gets the stranger in the house by her sister in law. The your not wanted here vibes or thing that are done to make you feel uncomfortable or unwelcome. 

I know it's not just Hazel but her mother has made comments also and it's her mother's house. Never have figured out why people think they can just come into someone's home and start requesting things change for them. 

On a karma coming back to kick you in the ass kinda note. Hazel's niece was in the living room bad mouthing one of her friends, now realize she's 10. Her mother comes in drags her to the bedroom and proceeds to give her the third degree about how wrong it is to say bad thing behind someone's back.

She's got her niece in tears when drum roll please, her niece responds but you do it about Hazel all the time. Hazel was in her mother's bedroom and heard everything. Oh can we say you reap what you sow, sometimes children can be such an eye opener. 

One of the many reasons I don't have anything to do with my mother's or father's family, their all greedy and only come around when they want something. Good riddance to bad rubbish has kept me happy for many years. 

When I refinanced the house last month I put Hazel on the deed. If something happens to me this house is all hers. I don't ever want her to feel she has nowhere to go, she can always feel safe here. 

We are going to wait until her mother gets home, and hopefully covid will not be such of an issue before driving to Maryland, thinking sometime early summer. 

Big hug to all and much love for everyone. Lion?

Ok let's face the facts we all weren't shot out of a womb with either a crop in our hand or a ball gag in our mouth. Granted pacifiers do resemble ball gags for babies, it is a form of keeping us quiet. 

But seriously what brought you to the lifestyle? At what age did you know or were introduced to it? Did your life help shape or steer you into this direction? For some is this just curiosity because they saw something about it, or maybe deep inside they truly sought out something that burned in their soul. Another blog for a later time. 

So let me begin with my story. Got beat by a baby sitter, did this make me want control,  maybe. More abuse later in life. Moved 31 times in 29 years, stability issues maybe,  put in control of other people at a young age desire for control not sure.

Because I wasn't raised that way, my mother was subservient to my father because of the times. But my mother taught me women are as equal to men, hence she could do things like remode the  house, plumbing, many things she did I think were to prove to my father she was not weak.

I have great respect for women, she taught me well. I know from her about how hard she worked and the little respect she got. I can't imagine the hell that she went through as a child. 

I got older, life teaches us different things, about how we interact with each other, how we want others to see us. I am religious so that had a bearing on who I am, but not what I am, if that makes sense.  

I have been dominant in personality since I was about 18 years old. Let me explain, I was given total responsibility over several employees. When you take the role of supervisor at such a young age it teaches you how to deal with people. I learned that asking someone to do something in a nice way first got good results.

Don't get me wrong, I got an employee fired, because he failed to do his job, i didn't feel good about it but it was his fault not mine. Saying I learned from a friend, why would you do this to me, why would you put me in this position. 

I like being in charge, having the responsibility to get things done, feeling needed.  Because most of my life I never felt wanted or needed. 

Fast forward, first wife and I were both alpha types, truly fought most of the time. Sex was vanilla, but found she had toys she never told me about later while moving her out. Guess she had her own secrets. 

Second wife comes along, this is where I was introduced into the lifestyle. In a conversation one night she talked about how she paid to be trained as a submissive, curiosity peeked do tell more. 

Well this is where she says I think you would make a great dominant because you are a dominant person. She was right but in my mind we were talking about two different things. 

I am a disciplined person, have been since I was a child, taught that way. So I follow rules, lots of people do. Then I  start doing research on BDSM, ok mind is now open wider than before. I read lots of information, read more, have discussion about things with her, learn more. 

Now understand that I'm religious, so some of the things she wants goes against what I've been taught, some things go against everything my mother has taught me. So how does one do these things with a clear conscious? 

It was one step at a time, learning how to give pleasure to fulfill someone's wants and needs and also learning what your wants and needs are. It went against a lot of what I believed in but in the same breath opened my mind to what I had been missing. 

Anal sex. Big no no for many of us religious folks, but when introduced it's like sir step this way here's the back door just go on through.  Wow what a whole new experience to marvel in, to enjoy without the awkwardness or guilt. 

Degrading someone who you care about takes a lot of something that I can't really explain but you have to step out of yourself when doing it or you risk becoming someone you're not. Never lose site of who you are, because that can be dangerous. 

She was a slave with very little limits, I truly didn't know about aftercare until I met Hazel. This was a shock, i was told she was a submissive, but after I met Hazel I realized she was more slave. 

I have to give my second wife credit for bringing out my dominant side, because without the experience from her I wouldn't have met my beautiful lioness. 

Hazel and I have a wonderful life together, we enjoy many facets of our life and lifestyle and I'm learning more about her everyday. I hope to learn even more as the days turn to years.

So this is why I am here, finding myself buried in a facade of things I had been taught, things I lived,  to realize that once I crawled out from my perception of how I was supposed to be. I can now live how I want to live and be who I'm supposed to be. 

So sit down, grab a pen or pencil and ask yourself why are you here? Big hug family. ??

Good morning family. 

Hazel's mother is doing better, she's still in the ICU for a little longer then off to rehabilitation before getting to go home. Hazel's an emotional train wreck and all I can do is phone therapy from a 1000 miles away, makes me feel like I'm not doing my part. 

On a better note, she found out from TSA that she can board the plane with the papers she has with her, birth certificate, social security card, marriage certificate. She has to go through a little more security measures but a flight home will be faster. This is a relief right now because money is kinda tight.

We're still waiting on our tax refund we filed last may, I told her by the time we get it we'll already filed this years taxes. She coming back soon, has to get a new driver's license, work until her mom gets home then go back for awhile. 

I bruised my ribs on the right side while replacing the bathroom fan, so it's been a new experience in pain, the dogs haven't been helping. My mother is having hip surgery in a little over a week, my youngest child is moving in with us come April. 

This year has started with a hi how are you, now bend over, grab your ankles kind of way. I'm truly hoping that the rest of this year is very fucking boring. Except for the ass smaking, rope tying, hot wax, mess the bed up stuff. I want to be the one saying, bend over my beautiful lioness and grab those ankles, master wants you now. 

On a positive note the new fan is working great, the true test will have to wait until she has her morning coffee and cigarette and I walk in afterwards. ??? lets hope it's more like ?????

Yes, I love my beautiful lioness every inch good and bad even if I need a gas mask on occasion. Have a wonderful day everyone, big hug. ??

Ok so most of you know that Hazel is in Baltimore to be with her mother. Update last night the nurse let her mom video chat with the family and her mother put up the hand sign for I love you. Except she missed a finger and Hazel corrected her, she then flipped the bird to Hazel. She's doing better, love that woman.

Now what you don't know is Hazel lost her driver's license, think its on a plane somewhere not sure at the moment. So it seems that to get it replaced she has to be here in the state of issue. Wow kinda hard when you can't fly without it, can't drive back without it, just got to love how much power that little piece of plastic holds over our lives. 

So here's where the expensive trip comes in. To get my beautiful lioness/wife home I have to get a dog sitter, cost is between 25-50 dollars a day per dog. Next comes the plane ticket, Hazel just spent 250 for that. Hotel room when I get there because there is already 4 people a dog and cat in the house, can we say cramped. Now her brother offered to pay for a rental truck so Hazel could get the rest of her stuff, great.

Now figure in gas prices for a truck that is not very fuel efficient through 5 different states, hotels along the way because I'm the only one that can drive legally, oh and food and or snacks along the way. 

Now it took 3 days last time we drove from Baltimore to Missouri with both us driving and 2 hotel rooms. I'm thinking this time 4 days, so low estimate 25 a dog times 2, 50 dollars a day. 200 dollars pet boarding. Plane ticket 250, hotel room in Baltimore about 79 dollars if we leave next day. Gas I have no idea for that one, hotels on the way back about 79 to 100 a night so roughly 350 to 400. Food just depends on how hungry we are and what mood we're in, so that's up in the air. 

I told Hazel the other day I figure about a thousand dollars in total just over a piece of plastic. Funny thing is she has her birth certificate, social security card, marriage certificate with her but it all cant replace that little piece of plastic. 

Guard that piece of plastic with your life folks because if you lose it the cost is high. Guess I will be seeing the east coast in the winter months this time. I would spend everything I have to bring my beautiful lioness home and she knows that. 

To all I say, have a wonderful day, big hug and best wishes. ?❤?

Ok first an update. Hazel's bags are packed, flight leaves today, she will be gone probably a month. Her mother had a mild heart attack on Friday, their doing open heart surgery on Tuesday. Just wanted our family to know. 

Now onto the blog.

Ok I'm just going to assume that for the most part that subs probably outweigh the doms in the amount of stuffies owned. Don't get me wrong I got quite a collection myself, but I'm pretty sure it pales in comparison to most people's. 

Now you love your stuffies, hold them tight in good times and bad, talk to them, tell them things that you tell no one else. But where are they? on the bed, on a shelf, sitting in a chair. 

Placement of ones stuffies can be as detailed as placement of belongings in a house. Some meant to be seen, others strategically placed for blending into the rooms asiatic feel. Needless to say their watching, but how much do you want them to see is the big question?

Example: One of Hazel's most loved stuffies was in bed with her, I started something, she said you're too young to see this and he hit the floor.

Now you have an idea about what you want your own stuffies to see, being naked ok, sexy lingerie ok, engaging in something more intimate, maybe not. 

The things some stuffies have seen. Hell I'm pretty sure if they had therapy for stuffies there's no amount of counseling that would ever help. Maybe a really long wash cycle on the hot side might do it. Placing them in front of a computer playing a continuous loop of care bears might be a good start. 

But when all is said and done, and done again and again, it might just be to late to erase the image ingrained on whatever your stuffie is filled with.

So for the love of your stuffies people, Please turn them away from your sessions, toss them on the floor, cover them up, ( not with your intimates) move them somewhere safe so as to not traumatize them anymore than they might be already. For no cute, adorable, soft and squishy stuffie should ever have to see what the hell were all doing. 

This has been a public service announcement for the better well being of stuffies everywhere. Paid for by the coalition of adorable stuffies. We now return you to your regularly scheduled kinkiness. 

Stay safe everyone, much love Lion and Hazel. ??

So, there are plenty of blogs, information, and opinions about what to discuss with your dominant or submissive when first exploring the possibility of a relationship. Likes, dislikes, limits, fantasies,scenes, ect. 

But what I've never seen is anything on body fluids or functions. Do you have these discussions with someone you're considering or do you wait until that moment when it happens to discuss it?

Let's start with body fluids, it's a natural part of sex, but are you talking about how it may impact your playtime? Let me explain, for the dom men here are you asking the question of where can I deposit my, baby gravy, my love seed, my cum of love. Ass, tits may be fine, hair face not so much.

This is important, my last sub had no boundaries when it came to that, my lioness does and it was discussed prior to our meeting, I respect her boundaries. Now for the female doms, do you have certain limits for this, or do your subs. if so I would like to hear what you think. 

For the submissive's, did you inform your future dom or daddy that you flow like a river, cause a tsunami, are a squirter that can wash the walls? For me and others this is a wonderful thing, but for some it might be a deal breaker. 

I will say that having to change the sheets or get out the blow dryer so no one has to sleep in the wet spot makes me happy. Tip, look for an absorbent pad sold at pharmacies they work wonderful and can be thrown in the washer. 

Pms, ladies it happens, mother nature has a way of sneaking up like a ninja. Unknown until after the wave of ecstasy has subsided then the evidence is clear. The day we replace our mattress I may be arrested, they will have the evidence to convict me for multiple crimes. 

Now for the A word Anal, for those that enjoy this let me ask you a question. Do you prepare for it or just do it in the moment? Little story first, I was told something when I was a lot younger about a anal experience from someone I know. He explained that afterwards when he pulled out his penis there was corn kernel on the end. Now I told this story to Hazel and everytime we see this person she leans over and says corn on the tip which we both start laughing. I'll give you a minute to either whence or think about eating corn before an intimate session. 

Now prepping for this can involve, enemas, being on a regular schedule, or even avoiding certain foods. Whatever you choose just make sure you discuss this, rather than being the butt of a joke years later. It's all part of the relationship. 

Now for the body fuctions.

I'm going to start with the one thing we all do, fart, pass gas, small explosion between the legs, however you describe it farts happen. Sometimes not when or where you want it, your in the middle of a wonderful scene being played out, hands are tied daddy or your dom is behind you smaking your ass. Then it happens, the rumble from below, the oh shit feeling, the gas is causing discomfort, lack of enjoyment pains are getting unbearable. 

Now what do you do? Are you comfortable with your, dom or daddy to say excuse me, as you release the winds of potential death, causing  them to shrug it off or run screaming as the hair in their nose curls. Do you use your safe word, exit the room and make a sound like a bass drum beating from the bathroom?

Doms are you lying there having your beautiful sub service your man hood when the burrito you had for lunch rolls through faster than a funny car in the quarter mile. What do you do, hold it in, making the gas pains feel like your the one being punished, hope that you can release it slowly and pray to God that it's quiet and smells like the candle you bought but never used. Say excuse me as you run for the bathroom, releasing a sound loud enough for your neighbors to wonder if they should call the cops. 

Can we all say mood killer, we could but it's all dependent on how comfortable you are with each other, how strong the relationship is and did you have the discussion about how to deal with it. Its natural it happens, unless it smells like a dead skunks ass then let the laughter begin. 

Take this example, you spent time tying your submissive into a beautiful artform using the ropes you have, your so proud of what you've done it's making your cock hard. Then it happens, she has to go. Oh shit, and I mean oh shit, precious seconds are passing, your fingers are moving but the rope is not coming undone, stop reach for the knife or paramedic scissors you keep just for such emergencies. Oops you don't have them, well I hope you're close because this might be embarrassing. 

Just to say that was an example, not something that I have experienced. For Hazel's sake I wouldn't ever use something without her permission. 

Lastly let's discuss the queff, air being pushed into the vaginal area by intercourse, It happens. How you deal with it is another matter, some women feel embarrassed, some don't care, but it should be discussed because maybe someone hasn't had the experience with one and might react negatively. My personal opinion is let it pass, continue with the enjoyment. 

Body fluids are natural, how you deal with them is up to you, but it's a discussion that needs to be had. Body functions are also natural and a plan should be implemented for such occasions as to when something may go south and timing is of the essence. 

For all,  if you have ever ventured into the bathroom without warning and you feel like you have been personally assaulted by a smell that can only be described as death warmed over and reheated in a microwave then tell your significant other you still love them but they smell like shit. Lol 

Have these discussions, it saves the embarrassment later. Much love to all, and buy air fresheners. 

When I was first looking for someplace to find that special person who could fulfill my needs inside and outside the bedroom. I searched in my hometown, didn't really find anything other than a female dominant who for the high price could make your fantasy come true.

My oldest son recommended Fet Life, I typed in the site via Google and viola here was what I thought I wanted. Until I noticed I must sign up, pay to enter just for the possiblity of finding that one special submissive.

Then like a magical omen the cage site popped up, I clicked, I looked before I joined, I joined. This site had everything, profiles to read, pictures to see, information to be read and absorbed, blogs to learn, laugh, and realize people just like you exist. 

I created a profile, posted pictures, wrote my first blog, made new friends, had great conversations, even gave support to some that needed it. I felt like I finally belonged somewhere without feeling ashamed or guilty of what I wanted. 

I met the most amazing woman here, we talked all the time, we met in person, we moved here here, got married. Can't imagine a more special and magical moment in my life. 

Now fast forward a year and a half, things have changed or I was very naive, from what my Hazel said and a comment from a friend I always thought of Fet Life as being the craigslist of bdsm. Go there find a good fuck partner then go on your way after it gets old or boring. 

I say this because of what i have seen on their site, what I have been told about their site, and just the same vibe craigslist or backpage had at one time. Also reminds me of plenty of fish, nice to browse but not to invest much. 

The Cage I held above these sites, their site was welcoming, inviting, you could browse without commitment, once inside the place held many things. Go premium and the world was yours, so I thought.  

Now it seems every Tom, Dick, and Harry, Tom has a hairy dick with an e-mail address can join, post his dick pics, and demand every submissive bow down and suck his hairy dick. 

I'm beginning to think Fet life had it right, pay before you play to weed out the I'm just here to find a fuck buddy but we all know men will pay for pussy, hence why prostitution is the oldest working profession, long hours shit pay, and no benefits. 

Please don't think I'm gullible, I've been on dating sites and their all filled with people wanting true love along with just need to fuck someone, I guess maybe each of these sites need to have separate sections one for looking for forever and looking for after you make me cum, then makes sure you lock the door on your way out kind of sections. 

Sure would make it a little simpler, if you're feeling horny click here, after the shame and loneliness click here to find a more permanent way of dealing with your emotions. Life sucks then you die, hell of a way to look at things but it is what it is sometimes. 

I guess I always try to see the positive side of things, but every once in a awhile someone has to show me the world fucking sucks and I would enjoy flipping off the lightswitch to human existence until we have learned what it's truly like to be honest and good to each other. 

I'm not sure yet but this may be my final blog, I don't see things the same way as most people, guess that's why my psychologist said I have psychotic tendencies. What I see is not what it appears, guess I'm tired of standing up for what I believe is right only to be slapped down by those who I thought I was protecting.  

For those looking for someone forever, my best wishes in your search. For those looking for a quick fuck or fix to your damaged ego, good luck posting dick pics and no profile. 

With that I say ado, to all I say enjoy life it's what you make of it that matters. 

Lion?

Good morning my friends, hope all is well and good. This is open to all, dom/sub doms only, subs only, hell anyone who wants to put their own 2 cents in.

I am going to list at least 5 ways my beautiful submissive as changed my life and would like you to do the same. Now it can be a with the one your with now,  a former dom/sub anyone who has changed your life for the better. 

1. Trust.

I have had trust issues most of my life, being told one thing and then seeing the lie unfold makes you able to spot the bs a mile away. My beautiful lioness has told me the truth from the very first 14 hour conversation we had. We hide nothing from each other and it is liberating. 

2. Love.

I have known my parents love me, family, friends, that kind of love. But I have never experienced the love Hazel eyes has shown me. Anyone can say the words I love you, but it's the things she does every day that shows me just how much. In my case her actions speak louder than any words. 

3. Money. 

It's not my money, it's not her money, it's our money. She taught me I'm not a bank like my ex wives thought, I don't have to ask if I want to buy something. She actually got mad at me in Walmart because I asked if I could get some beer instead of just getting it. 

4. Family 

I have been close with my family, but we never did the Sunday dinners together, call once in awhile to make sure you're still alive kinda thing. Since she's been here I have seen my parents and children more than I have in years. She has a way of bringing people together,  and doesn't take no for an answer. My parents love her, I think more than me.?

5. Health 

I have a bullet in my chest, missing a few organs, for the most part I'm in good health, she insists that I drink 3 bottles of water every day, if I have a pain it's do you need to go to a doctor or hospital. I have never had someone who was so concerned about me in any of my relationships. She is so amazing, I do believe she's more concerned about me than I am. 

6. Home 

As my father said she made your house a home. I couldn't agree more, she took a place I live and made it a welcoming home for all that care to stop by. She decorates for all the seasons, brought light to the darkness, added colors to the blank canvas I used to call my home. 

7. Happiness 

I have been happy pretty much most of my life, but she brings a new perspective to the word. The buying 5 cans of shaving cream so she can ninja my ass in the shower. The try to stick her finger up my ass when I'm bent over, the pick my ass up and carry me through the house, the cold hands up my shirt while I'm doing the dishes kind of happiness.  It's the fact she takes the time to pay attention to fucking with me I am happy with, not just being ignored. 

I went past 5 and this is only a small portion of the ways she has changed my life. My demon has been un employed for quite some time, nothing to protect me from, she does that job extremely well. 

Title your blog my 5 ways, I look forward to reading how your life has been bettered.  Much love Lion ?