Scribbles

Last month began a series of anniversaries for myself and my glorious whore ButterfliesAndCuffs, and like my last post I am sharing several of the funnier, more important, or just sillier ones. She remembered some other things and put them in a post here.

But of course things didn't stop in October, and this month we are celebrating some memories from November last year:

11/12 - Our first Bond messages. Having to do with our personal lives at the time, forum threads and blog posts, conversations and comments. A lot of general fun and laughing. Knowing us there was certainly a lot of laughing and dirty flirting.

11/11 - She started a forum topic about rice punishment, then somewhere on page 4 we started to get all overtly flirty.

11/15 - We were always coming up with ideas for movies (we still do!) She has such a devastating smile and on this day I recommended her for the lead role something tentatively titled "The Smile Murderer."

11/16 - I told her that her smile was so gorgeous that it was lethal and that the movie should be called "Smile M for Murder!" (Get it? A damn Hitchcock pun. How awesome is that.)

11/23 - The first time we ever spoke outside of cage. One of those steps that people sometimes take within a few days of meeting, sometimes not for weeks or longer. It took us about 6 weeks from our very first contact until this day.

One of the funniest things this month resulted in a ridiculously hilarious challenge I issued exactly 1 year ago today. It was prompted by a conversation we had the day before. Check here for a better description, but essentially, it was an audio post called "Dated and Laid challenge" with me reading a shitty country song I made up the night before in a terrible fake southern accent. In celebration of that awful recording, I wrote and posted here another shitty country song called "Butt, But" which I have again read in a terrible southern accent. If you can't listen to it (or you can't stand listening to it!) or you just want to read along the lyrics are below. Enjoy.

Another anniversary post next month!

Butt, But

There are plenty of folks who like puttin' things in their butt, but
I aint never had nothin' in my butt, but
I hear tell there can be foun'
'Bout a finger or so down
A place that gives you pleasin' in your butt

The little lady wants a thingy for her butt, but
It looks too big to fit it in her butt, but
I think it can be done
If she rubs some Wesson on
And I push until it pops into her butt

I caint fathom I'd care fer somethin in my butt, but
I got 'quiaintences who put things in their butt, but
All I ever done was shit
Nothin' in - just outta it
The way that god intended for the butt

My woman wants to play now with my butt, but
I aint partial to games that include my butt, but
It aint like it'll turn me sweet
If she fiddles with my seat
Still I prefer she just steer clear of my butt

It's not like I'm a'feared about the butt, but
Things sometimes get messy in the butt, but
If you get down in a tub
Take a horse-hair brush and scrub
Things'll keep a might bit cleaner in yer butt

The missus never whined about her butt, but
After 'while I begun to fret about her butt, but
I caint help from noticin' her grin
When shes got that shiny thing in
So I reckon she enjoys it in her butt

I always thought I had it right 'bout the butt, but
Surely I'd have heard somethin' 'bout the butt, but
These backside penetrations
Must be some new-fangled relations
- Had I been wrong all this time 'bout the butt?

Well now,
I aim to find that place there in my butt, but
I 'spect it'll take some searchin' in my butt, but
I aint one to quit, so I'll keep after it
Say a prayer and wish me well, cuz I may be gone a spell
If you know which way to go, point it out, let me know
I'm ready to push on in, just one last thing before I begin -
Keep to yerself what you've heard and read
Cuz I'll deny I ever said
That I'm considerin' puttin' somethin' in my butt.

- written and performed by Longer Johnny Cash

October is a month of anniversaries.

In a week there is that fun costume-y thing when all the neighborhood kids get dressed up and run around knocking on doors only to have a bunch of random strangers offer them candy.

Around the same time every year, the streets become brighter and more colorful with lights and decorations, and you can no longer enter an elevator or a shopping mall without hearing the same old songs, some of them speaking of a random stranger who would soon arrive at the homes of innocent children to offer them gifts and candy.

Somehow strangers offering children candy starts not being creepy sometime in October?

For me and my glorious whore ButterfliesAndCuffs this month marks the beginning of our string of anniversaries, beginning with how we met here, our first forum and blog comments to each other, becoming friends, and a little flirting here and there.

A fun recap of some highlights from a year ago:
10/10 - I commented on a forum question she asked - and she didn't even notice hahahah! We had never before chatted though we later found out that we had viewed each others profiles many times by then.
10/25 - There was a challenge that day and we got kinda fun and flirty. A few months later we were told by a few people that that was right around the time when THEY noticed that we should have "gotten a room" or some such nonsense.
10/26 - My slut does love her memes and she posted one about being romantically horny, so together we co-founded ⭐ The Romantically Horny Club ⭐ our first of many joint endeavors.
10/29 - Once again with the flirting. In this case it was a challenge where she posted a picture of herself in a red dress. As you all know she is crazy beautiful, and I wasted no time telling her how I wished I were that dress!
10/31 - Ah yes, this one about a possessed vibrator was so much fun that it's no surprise it led to some heavier than usual flirting.

Things just took off from there. We became better friends in November, had become very close as we entered December (more on those in the coming weeks.) And the funniest, best part is that even with all the fun and flirting and the comments and silliness we still never imagined we would ever be anything more than friends. She thought I was a little too scary, and I thought that she was absolutely delightful and beautiful and lovely - but kinda boring. I have said many times since, to her and everyone who would listen, that I have never been so happy to have been so completely wrong!

We will be writing more over the next few weeks as we continue to celebrate more anniversaries, approaching the biggest one of all - the day we decided that, yeah, this is a thing. For those who have taken some or even all of this trip with us - thanks you crazy-ass fuckers! Couldn't have done any of it without you. Actually, a lot of it we did without you. In fact there was a ton of heavy duty D/s shit that didn't involve you at all. And most of you weren't there for most of the butt stuff. But thanks for being there in spirit you beautiful pervs!

Thank you TreasureMe for this very exciting challenge!

I sort of didn't exactly follow the rules of the challenge. Instead of picking 1 option from each of the 5 categories I decided to have a little fun and use all 5 options from all 5 categories for a total of all 25! But I didn't quite use them all as the prescribed senses (or as senses at all in a few cases...)
So here we go. It's called

25

A southern belle originally from west Texas she had accent as thick as saddle leather, and a voice as warm as wind blowing over golden sunsets. Former pornstar extraordinaire Rain Pattering would fall asleep on the porch to the harmonies of the bells chiming, and dream of becoming an actress or a singer, she didn't care which, she just wanted to be in movies. And she swore she wouldn't stop before she made it.

But that is exactly where she stopped. She traded the glamour of bright soundstages for the seclusion of warehouses and brick buildings. Instead of being in movies she went straight to videos. She abandoned her dream to assume a character and inhabit a role, choosing instead to suck a cock and take it up the ass.

But she was very good at it; her name was being spoken more and more around town; during her career Rain Pattering was on every tongue in the industry. And as she became famous her name started appearing above those of the not-so-bright stars of a screen that was less known for being silver than for being in need of vigorous disinfecting.

She had a brilliant career - that lasted 5 months. And in that 5 months Rain won 2 porn Oscar awards. She performed in 121 straight-to-video pornographic films; had 228 random nameless, faceless cocks the size of trees inside one opening or another; every day smiled for the camera sporting whatever fluid mixture was in the script that day. It changed her. It started to threaten to eventually become demeaning.

The years passed, she got old and haggard and ugly. She stopped bathing, started gambling, swearing, and smoking cigars. She became sweet in exactly the same way that chocolate isn't, which is to say that she became a bitter sort, with a sour personality that would make bile question it's own self-worth.

As she aged it was now her face that resembled old leather, and as she chewed on those awful cigars her rotted teeth came to look like 2 hookers with broken, street-worn high heels clacking together. She smoked them for so many years that by now every breath felt like she was deepthroating sandpaper, and her voice now sounded more like the rough bark of a dog than the silk, urgent "ooohs" and "ahhhs" the world was hypnotized by during her golden AVN days, brief though they were.

Rain's best friend, the only person from her celebrated porn career that she ever associated with anymore, was her former costar Boots Pounding. In fact, he was her only friend. His retirement followed the same downward trajectory as Rain's, and at this stage of decline he had teeth the color of cinnamon, and an unsavory odor that he attempted to mask by dousing himself in dizzying amounts of cologne and aftershave.

Rain had gotten him a job at the nickel peep show where a steady stream of dirty old men with fistfuls of sticky coins would pay to watch as she performed her naughty finger puppet show act. Fortunately for her they were only too happy to tell her where to put her fingers and what to do with her puppets because she had long ago lost the ability to feel or care about her own pussy.

Boots wore a nametag that said his official title was "Chum Scrubber" so as such he had one duty which was to each morning attempt to shampoo the slime, spicy urine, and other unidentifiable semi-fluids from the walls and carpet of the nickel booths. This was done using industrial solvents and cleaners that had been banned by the Center for Disease Control in the 1930s when a prominent chain of old restaurants was found to have been spraying the chemicals into the exposed asbestos in their kitchens in order to eradicate the giant vermin that were immune to all other poisons.

It was a futile and ultimately unfulfilling job but Boots did it as well as could be hoped. And Rain was proud.

The End.

hahahahah

LJ

3 Years. Kinda snuck up on me a little.

I joined thecage on September 9, 2019 which makes today my 3 year anniversary! I've been trying to remember it all...

I've crossed paths with a lot of nutty people along the way, some of whom have gone on to become friends outside this site, including one incredible person in particular who means so much to me because she changed my life. Of course I mean my very own precious sub, my dirty whore, my most prized possession, ButterfliesAndCuffs. I Love you.

I've heard of this thing called "math" but we don't speak the same language and unfortunately that makes communication between us difficult. If I could understand it better I might be able to total how many blog and forum posts I've written; how many comments I've made on those written by other members. Probably something close to... a whole bunch. After all, 3 years is a long time, plus I use both hands and most of my fingers to type so that seems a fair estimate.
In that time I've given a lot of advice, solicited and otherwise, for better or worse. I've told a lot of truly hilarious jokes, written a few unforgivably awful poems, composed a couple original songs, participated in some interesting challenges, and gotten in several heated arguments. Sometimes I was even right.

These are things that we've all done, or could all do, and I'm very happy to have done them here with a group of weirdos like myself. But we each take our own separate journeys too, and likewise I've taken mine. Along the way I've learned a lot more about who I am.

For example, in my teens I had never even heard the word "fetish" but by my early 20s I had already learned that "watersports" was one of mine. Over the next 20 years I discovered new urges like bondage and impact and S/m, and it was then that I began to feel increasingly dominant in my relationships. But it wasn't until around 5 years ago that I learned there are dedicated websites and things called "Doms." Until then I had always thought I was the only one who regularly felt and acted that way.
(Ironically, it turned out that the person who introduced me to my first BDSM website was someone I was briefly involved with who, I later learned, was what was referred to as a masochist slave. I didn't know she identified as such, I just knew she liked being treated in particular ways. I thought she, like myself, had her own unconventional urges.)

Just as with each of my initial exposures to different kinks, interacting with my people here and within the broader BDSM community further showed me that I was never the only one who felt those strange urges, or who had unconventional relationships, and it has helped me better clarify why I do my thing, and why I feel more like 'me' in a place like this than I do out in the "real world."

So here's to 3 years, to this community of ours, to all the fun, weird shit we get up to. And to all of us.
Thanks
LJ

Friday night - Some guy sitting in a chair leaned against a wall across the room from us casually jerking off. Rewriting Taylor Swift. A mysterious thingy. A brand new shirt.
Saturday night - A guy sitting in a chair about 10 feet from us casually jerking off. Comparing bruises. A foxtail buttplug. A brand new friend.

Another two-part weekend at our now regular dungeon. Like the last time I and my naughty sub ButterfliesAndCuffs did two event nights in a row, we had a whole lot of fun. Friday night was karaoke and we had a song already picked out, as well as a special surprise for the audience. When they finally called her name my dirty little whore stood in front of the whole room wearing a shirt that she had made earlier that day that read "Sir's Whore", and with microphone in hand and me standing proudly right in the front row, she sang "Lover" by Taylor Swift - but we changed the words to "Fucker" which is how we always sing it in the car. We figured no one would be expecting that. But we kinda didn't care because it was really for our own amusement.

She sang beautifully, danced around, even did a little ass shaking bit that was very sexy. And I love seeing her having so much fun.

Throughout the week leading up to the event we had been communicating with some new friends we had made there a few weeks ago during our first visit, and we got to see and hang out with them on and off between them having their own sexy fun (which we got to see a bit of) and us having ours. Speaking of which...
There is one of those fun stockade contraptions that you put your prisoner's head and hands in, close, and then start beating her ass with all the fun toys that you happened to bring along for just such an occasion. I locked her in and took turns using 2 crops, a thick leather paddle, and a wooden... thingy? I can only describe it as being sort of spoon-ish shaped, with a long handle made from a pulpy material which is not unlike wood. It has a round end which is concave on one side, convex on the other. It is perfect for impact but could be used for stirring or scooping or possibly even spooning something. (ok that part was an inside joke for a friend of ours who happens to be a sub with a fondness for big bruises, and the two of them have compared pics of their marked up asses. She'll get the joke when she reads this.)

Karaoke, bruises, and ass beating, all in the same night.
Oh yeah, and some guy sitting in a chair leaned against a wall across the room casually jerking off. That happened too.

As far as I was concerned my butterfly was not only the best performer of karaoke night, but also the filthiest, most beautiful slut of the entire weekend - and it seems I may not have been the only one who thought so. Read on...

It was a bit of a slower start to Saturday night, which was to be more of a glowstick rave type of play party fun night, and it definitely picked up, but instead of waiting we fashioned some thin glowsticks into bracelets and a choker and created our own fun. My little whore was wearing a short red dress so we also wrapped a couple around her legs, and the glow perfectly accentuated her brand new foxtail buttplug which she wore all night.
The best was yet to come but first we enjoyed a fire cupping demonstration, and the guy even sat down with us and explained the whole thing which was awesome since neither of us knew anything about it. We walked around a bit, heard some excited screaming, saw some electrical play, fire play, a little this and that, and assorted rope stuff. Then things got a little fun weird - and not surprisingly, we went with it and had a great time:
My dirty whore felt like dancing. I don't (read: can't) dance but I got up with her, and played with her while she moved around provocatively to the music. It was not long before she drew a crowd of onlookers, including one guy who was enjoying watching her so much that he stood there and started jerking off about 10 feet in front of us. He was a respectful distance away, we were out in the open at a dungeon surrounded by exhibitions and exhibitionists of all sorts after all! I love showing off my most prized possession so I sat her down and started fingering her right in front of them, making her announce each orgasm louder and louder so everyone could hear her, forcing her to face her fans while she came, including a guy sitting in a chair about 10 feet from us casually jerking off.
Oh yeah, did I mention that by then he had pulled up a chair to more comfortably jerk off to my filthy cum slut? Yep, that happened too.

We cuddled up together for a while after that, and of course Mr Chair went away somewhere, presumably to wash himself off (and hopefully to get something to wipe down the chair.) A little later we saw another familiar face from our very first weekend so we went to reintroduce ourselves and we ended up hanging out until we left about an hour later. We always have a good time, at home or wherever else, and now we have a fun play place with new friends that we will be revisiting. In the mean time we have each other, and that is the best part of every day; every moment. Somehow spending all our time together is still never enough time together, but being together is all we need. And the rest - well it sure is a lot of fun too!

You should also read her post all about that night here.

Thank you to my very own dirty little whore ButterfliesAndCuffs for some challenge fun.

My terrifyingly shocking test results indicate that I am a:

Sadistic Dom
You get turned on by inflicting pain on your Sub. You love to punish them, and you probably dislike being told what to do/Brats. You love the feeling of power and control and are very possessive too.

Who would ever have guessed?

A quick recap for those who have known us for a while, and a further introduction for the many new friends we have recently made:
I and my sub ButterfliesAndCuffs met sometime in October, started flirting sometime in November, named it a dynamic sometime in December, got together in person for the first time on Valentines Day (😱) and have been inseperable ever since. Or at least as much as the distance between us and occasional visits would allow. Then last month I moved so now we are about an hour drive apart and are together every couple days.
Along the way there have been many milestones; lots of big steps, all the scary words, tons of new experiences, and much serious fucking. We can now add something else: Friday night was our first official "dungeon date" together. (When you're done you can read her post about it here.)

We went to KINK: First Contact at Baltimore Playhouse for their monthly welcome for all newcomers. We walked around, looked at everything, discussed all the different sorts of pain that I could inflict on her using this apparatus or that one. But before all the real fun began everyone sat together while the owner told us all about the Playhouse, went over the rules and standards, the no picture policy, introduced the DM's, and answered everyone's questions. Exactly the sort of thing you would expect.

Afterward, I and my filthy whore got to try out some toys we were very familiar with like floggers and other impact tools, and played with some new stuff. There was one item in particular, a 1/4 thick 20" x 2" slapper that I liked enough to purchase when we returned the next night. We were both very pleased with it, and I think from the pictures you can understand why. He was given a name (we name all our toys) and is currently our favorite.

Everywhere we went, every piece of equipment or furniture or wall or chair or space to stand was an excuse to stand her up or bend her over and beat her ass. A stock, a spider web, a spanking bench, a couch. Walking around or standing still. There was never a bad time or place or occasion. And she giggles! Pain makes her giggle.

There was a performance by a guy with a collection of implements, and a naked, young woman dangling by her wrists who he used them on. Floggers and whatevers and thingies. And needles. After he whipped her and flogged her for a while he lay her on the floor and stuck a bunch of needles and ribbons in her. Suddenly - he tore them all out! That was the climax of that part of the show and it was very impressive.
My little subby sat on the floor at my feet on her leash like a good dog and we enjoyed the show while we talked to some of the many new friends we made.

One thing we had been very excited to try is a violet wand, and now that we've experienced it we have established a dedicated VW Fund to purchase a beginner kit ASAP (all contributions are welcome hahah!)

And speaking of exciting new activities...
We were in the moment. The energy and atmosphere were right, and we found ourselves standing in the middle of an open area surrounded by several onlookers. My slut is a bit of an exhibitionist, and she is mine to use any way I choose, so I made her stand in front of the watchful eyes of the room as I fingered her until she was begging me to allow her to cum - then I made her face every single spectator and beg again, louder and louder each time. And then face the next person and beg, then the next, and so on. By then more people had noticed, and finally after I exposed her and made her beg for permission while facing everyone standing around us, I let her cum over and over while they all watched.
She was a spacy little slut by then so we slowly made our way to a nearby couch, but before I could even put my dog on her knees one of the guys who was looking on asked me if he could come even closer! There are rules against behavior like that so I told him to back off and watch from where he came from. Then he and the others watched her do her job and satisfy me right there on the couch in front of them.

When we went back to the club Saturday night there was a guy there expertly wielding a 4-ish ft long whip so I told my whore to take her shirt off and get up on the St Andrews Cross. The guy did his thing, lightly touching her, then a little snap to get her attention. The lighting was a bit low (which added a lot to the thrill of the whole whipping experience!) so I'm not certain but I think he was wearing something like a kilt, maybe made with leather and... I don't know what but it was very cool. It was like a dance, a trip to watch, and my whore loved the experience.
Not only were there a few other more specific events taking place (including a scene auction, and random pick-up play) we saw people of every identity, style, gender, dress, and combination - and everyone was comfortable and friendly and at home.

Fire, wax, needles, torture, bondage, impact, tickling, whips, electric, and sex all around us. We saw it all, participated in much of it, and perhaps the best part is that we got to meet a lot of great people and make some new lifestyle friends. We will be signing up as a couple for a contributorship (the Playhouse version of membership) for many future events and exciting times with our new friends at our new fun spot.

People we had never met before were giving us compliments about how romantic we were together. About how wonderful it is to see a couple like us. I don't know what that means, and neither of us really intended to make any huge impression on anyone, so those types of comments were very shocking. But we choose to take them as huge compliments. Thank you.

Those who know me will tell you that I am a man of few words 😆 but I can never say enough about how my filthy whore is so good to me. She was as amazing both nights as she is every day and night, gorgeous as always, and perfectly obedient. I love her and I think I will keep her forever.

Spending time with my naughty sub ButterfliesAndCuffs is always a joy. She is an obedient, dirty little thing and I am always proud to have everyone know that she belongs to me.
This past Saturday not only were we together the entire day, but we spent it running around, eating, interacting with various animals, playing games, riding the fun, scary contraptions, and getting sunburnt at the annual fair here in my home city. As we've mentioned a time or two in recent weeks we live about an hour apart now so there was no way we weren't going to go!
There will be pictures and descriptions in this post of some of the things we did, but also check out her post here for others.
When she got to my place the first thing I did was get her ready by putting some homemade torture thingies on her nipples with instructions that she was to wear them all day or until I tell her she can take them off. A new sensation she was not prepared for!

(I have to tell this story: at one point, having momentarily forgotten that she was wearing these thingies, she turned to look at something behind us. Because of that quick movement they did to her nipples exactly what I designed them to do, and without having time to think she suddenly screamed "FUCK YOU!" at them or the pain or the universe or something. I just about died laughing.)

When we got to the fair the first thing that happened was we were overwhelmed with the smells of a hundred different yummy foods, with no way to decide wtf we were going to choose. We finally settled on chicken on a stick. Later on she had some alligator! I had eaten it before but this was her first time.

Now lets talk about all the live animals! There were a ton bunnies and unhatched eggs under lamps. A pen full of newborn piglets with a momma the size of a Volkswagen. And a couple dozen goats! Of course there were signs saying Do Not Feed The Goats Or They Will Eat Your Fingers And Face And Children And Soul or something like that posted EVERYWHERE so what did my little whore do? She grabbed a bunch of goat food and held it right out to them - and a few of them walked up and ate right out of her hand! I have a video of that and it is very cute.

We watched a sealion show, and here is a picture of us waiting for the piglet and wiener dog races to begin.

And of course there were a million rides and I think we went most them, but there were 2 that we actually went on more than once. We did the bumper cars twice. They were all kinds of fun because we basically ignored everyone else and just chased each other around the whole ring, laughing with/at each other the whole time as usual.

But the highlight of the day had to be the 4 times we rode the giant Ferris wheel. We didn't take any pictures while we were on it (here are a couple pics from the brochure to give you an idea of the what it looks like from the ground and at the top) because we kept pretty busy up there inside our private little bucket/car thing. 😉 As you can see they are very deep and the sides are very high, we couldn't see below anyone else's heads, and we made very sure no one could see below ours which is where all the fun was happening. When we did peek our heads over the side we could see the surrounding city, including a graveyard right next door!

It was a long day, lots of excitement, lights and sounds, and when we got back to my place we were both a bit exhausted but not too tired for a little bit more naughtiness! A day full of fun, food, and Ferris wheel fingering. And there is no better way to spend a day than with my loyal, most cherished possession.

Last week was a week. And then there was the week end. Then last night, and so far today. We can't quite get enough of each other. It is so cool!
I'll recap here what my dirty whore ButterfliesAndCuffs detailed in her post earlier today regarding our time spent together over the last week-ish.
While my sub's daughter was away for a week with her father she had the whole house to herself so... I packed up and spent that time there with her. And like we do every time we are together we spent the time laughing and making up weird stories and songs and laughing and talking about dumb stuff and laughing and just going on about utter nonsense and laughing our asses off.
And that wasn't all. We did crazy sexy naughty stuff. Hilarious goofy stuff. Normal everyday couple stuff. Far too many things to list them all in one post so I'll run through what we agree were some of the highest of the highlights:
We had a few nights where we cuddled up on the couch and enjoyed movies. We watched "Yesterday", a movie about a world where the Beatles never existed (NO!!!); "Rent", one of my favorite movie/musicals which she had never seen; and a hilariously terrible movie called "Bad Milo!" about a guy with a demon that lives in his ass. Yep. Go see it. I'll wait.
We also went to our very first official "dinner and a movie" date. We saw "Where The Crawdads Sing" - 5-stars, highly recommended - and then we had Burger King.
If you have kept up with our forum activity you know we do love our predictive text games, and there were a couple times when we actually cuddled on the couch, under the same blanket, in actual physical contact, while we texted funny PT messages to each other on our phones from mere inches apart! Some of them we posted here, many we didn't; there were many recurring characters like the Death Baby, the devil, the Lord Warden (completely unrelated to the cage member of a similar name!) and who could forget all the bullshit face people on the face planet with all their face problems. It was just another one of those times when we laughed our asses off until we were out of breath.
There were a couple of routine domestic things that couples do, like "we" did some shopping, and "we" mowed the lawn, and "we" pulled some weeds - and after all that moral support I was exhausted! She cooked for me while I was there and I had the most delicious dinners and breakfasts I have had since... the last time she cooked for me. And I love how happy it makes her.
Of course there were a few naughty escapades, some tried-and-true, and some new things too. I had kept my little whore on restriction the whole time she was on her beach vacation the previous week, and for 99% of the time since she got back home; I tortured her all week by edging her over and over and over all day everyday, so to be a loving Dom I gave her somewhere between 170 and 175 orgasms on Saturday. I make her count them out loud but after a while she gets a little incoherent, still between us we get a close tally.
More of the usual. Lots of bruises. And collar and leash for walking her around the house. Fingers, oral, butt stuff, business as usual hahah. I'm sorry to report that there was also an unfortunate encounter with a Mr. Quimby butt I'm not ready to talk about it.
We tried several things that we had never done, or never done together. Like multicolor wax play, and a buttplug tail (both of which you can see pictures of below) as well as my flogger and belt which actually made her giggle! It was the cutest thing I ever saw: a low whore, bent over, bruised with dark red belt marks on her ass and legs - and she was giggling! Amazing, like everything else about her.
Lastly, speaking of amazing things about my sweet little sub, I finally got to see her in her happy place, the way I have been waiting so long to see her. She got to show me her caterpillars and their eggs, we stood together in her garden and watched the newborn butterflies, she told me about the way they eat and fuck and lay eggs and poop and grow. She was glowing and happy and beautiful.
Life is indeed amazing these days, and we have some very special plans for this upcoming weekend. Something tells me that somehow we will find a way to spend another 3 weeks together before then.

In a little over one week I will be moved into my new apartment 1 hour away from my little whore ButterfliesAndCuffs, and we will be engaged in all manner of dirty, disgusting, awesome things! I will be busy packing for the next several days but she will be keeping you updated.