So hello again.

Yes, i am aware how long it has been since i have written here. And this is for several reasons. We haven't had a decent camera in a long time; and sometimes, life happens. Speaking of life happening, it has been fairly recently, that Daddy has started calling me "princess". And i get to be the princess i was never able to be as a child. <3

At any rate, i ramble. Now to the real reason why you are here. ON WITH THE PICS!!! This past February, Daddy and i went to a lovely little event called "Wicked Faire". It's a steampunk event, with BDsm undertones. This pictures are the result of that weekend. :)

February 17-19, 2012

"My Daddy has fucked me ___ times this weekend." "Daddy's princess" And his idea was to keep a tally of how many times we had sex. Daddy loves to write on me with marker. And this particular time was right after we checked in. Hehehe

If you look real close, you can see a fairly recent piercing. Feelsgoodman. Also: fairly red bottom. i think this was only done by hand.

Time number two. When you

are b

eing paraded about like the tart that you are, and then your Gracious Da

ddy buys you a Wartenberg wheel-- you can't help but bend over, take a good spanking, and get fucked like the bad girl that you are. After of course he takes that wheel across that red bottom of yours first.

So i am completely amazed with the way that i look in my bathing suit so far. i know it doesn't really have anything to do with spanking, or submission,until you count the countless hours that i have spent conditioning my body for roller derby. BAM! ♫i'm sexy and i know it.♫

i don't have pictures after three, or four apparently. But i know the entire total for less than 48 hours, was 6.

An amazing rack that i got to be strung up by, and paddled in front of a

crowd.

A better picture of us enjoying ourselves.

This was the result of that spanking. And there

was more directly after. Daddy's hand met with my ass this weekend often. i am so spoiled

.

This is my "holy gawd i just got fucked so well i can't move" face.

And finally: Datazz. This is the one particular weekend Daddy and i can be the freaks that we are. <3 i love you Daddy!

Hello again. I know. It's been a while. Upon my logging in, i happened by comments (that should have been going to my email to be moderated), that slipped moderation, and one of them in particular made me very angry. i do not claim to do this as a profession, nor was it ever supposed to be. The entire purpose of this blog was to keep a photographic journey of my submisison. Nothing more. i never needed them to validate myself in anyway. Daddy told me to do it, so it was done. i like being put on display. i enjoy objectification. i enjoy exhibitionism. And i like to record the way that i feel about something, and how i am feeling. That is all there is to it. Nothing more. Acts of love that my Husband, and i share that we are proud of. So read into it what you will. Be jealous if you absolutely must. But seriously, if you feel the need to validate yourself, by writing negative comments about me, or my blog, go right ahead. And since you know i am writing to you, Samantha, stop stalking me.

In other news, i bought Daddy a braided leather belt for father's day. Yes, i am well aware there is almost 2 weeks until father's day, but it is difficult to keep anything from Him. i have only gotten tastes of the kisses that i know that it will bring me, and i can hardly wait for the after pictures. It feels amazing. Although, i was hoping for more of a "thud" as it smacks against my naked skin, the slap that it DOES give me is a strong one. i eagerly await a full session, with this new found stranger. Learning its touch; its kiss. Seeing the man i love so dearly, wield it in His hands.

i eagerly await; until then.

(*tlm*)

Do you love me enough to hurt me?

This past few months have been pretty hard for me. Not only being sick as hell with something that i didn't find out until recently what it was, and learning to deal with my children while being already physically exhausted. i have recently learned that i from somewhere picked up giardia. Which while isn't terminal or anything, is still pretty life altering. especially when you have had it for eight plus months.

Anyway, lately i have been in such a hole, that thoughts of my death were actually pretty vivid. And thankfully being the masochist that i am, when i get into these moods, the best way that i know how to cope, is through pain.

When i was younger i was an extensive cutter... blaming my scrapes on the bryers that i would encounter in the woods where i lived. The pain that i feel when i am in my darkest hours, frees me, and brings me to the light. And last night was no exception. While i was driving home, i sent Sir a text that read:"Sir if it's possible i need you tonight..." And this is the result of that need.

Monday May 10, 2009

Sir has been toying with the idea, of letting His darker side show. Which i am all for. It brings U/us closer together, and lets U/us share something so intimate. And W/we have been playing with biting for some time. And just recently discovered that Sir gets extremely excitable when my teeth sink into His flesh. And i am quite the sucker (no pun intended) when He sinks His own teeth into my neck.

When i first saw this pic, i was dissapointed. W/we wern't anywhere near finished at this point, and i have had more severe pics then this.

This one however, i could appreciate more. you can see the indivual cane marks. At this point i was so far into my sub-space, that everytime the ratan met my skin, my entire body shook with absolute pleasure. i have never been so close to having an orgasm, with spanking being my own stimulation.

Then came trusty Red... i do not rememember how long any of this lasted, or how many of anything that i recieved. All i knew was i was getting higher and higher with every blow to my already red, sore bottom.

Right after that we took a small break like we usually do, just to reafirm that we love each other, and that Sir is proud of me. Also at this point he will usually ask what i want. At this point i told him that i did not know. And he held me and told me that he loved me. and i looked up at him, with tears in my eyes and asked "Do you love me enough to hurt me?"

And then the real beating began... i didn't think until after the fact what the neighbors were thinking hearing very loud slapping sounds followed by yelping, and loud crying... i often wonder what i would say if i were confronted by the law... it matters not.

"Property of The Big Bad" As you can see, the final resault was brutal. Even as i right i can still feel the burn from last night... And it tells me that no matter what i go through, no matter who has wronged me, Sir will always be there to be my saving grace...

i love you Sir, with every atom of my being... i would be nothing without you...

Thankfully Mr. T is the sharing type...

So i know again i haven't written in quite some time... And i'm not going to give you some bullshit story about how life is hectic, and busy as hell. It is end of story. But i am not here to complain about how hard life is. Quite the contrary. i am here to tell you about one of the few things in my life right now that are absolutely wonderful...



But i get ahead of myself... let me start at the beginning. A while back sometime in the summer, Sir and i went up to our old stomping ground before we had children to see some old friends. And coincidentilly ran into Mr. T. i was ever so happy to see him if only because i hadn't seen him for a while, and W/we both enjoy His company. Well when we started talking he mentioned that he had a girlfriend. And He was ABSOLUTELY smitten with this girl. i must admit i was a bit jealous, but was also happy that he had found somebody to make Him as happy as he seemed to be with her. He above many others deserves to be happy.



Anyway, i had been dieing to meet her (especially after he told me that she figured out that she was bi), and one night he called and said that she was going to be at His house. So Sir and i took a little trip, and went to meet her. i will call her bright eyes.



When i first walked in the door, and saw her gorgeous body, i was in absolute awe... Trying to keep myself together, because first impressions are everything. But upon meeting her, i knew i would like her right away... i had only hoped, because i didn't figure somebody with that beautiful a body would want anything to do with somebody that looks like me. And even still, it warms my heart to know that there are still people out there that aren't shallow, and can overlook certain aspects...



Well as time went on, i had invited them both down for my new years eve party. And down til the very last minute i was sure that they weren't coming at all. Just becuase she had been on a plane all day, and it was a two hour trip down here. But Mr. T. called me and said that they were on their way. Well my heart skipped a beat. i again had to tamp down my excitement. i had dreamed that they would come down, and i would get to taste that sweet pussy of hers... but again, i would have just been happy to be in her company again, to learn more about her... just to be given the chance to look at her face again.



Well as the night went on, the alcohol started flowing more readily. After midnight, a few of my party goers... ok well pretty much all of them decided that it was time to go to bed. All the lights were out, besides maybe my christmas tree, and Mr. T. and Bright eyes were making out in the living room. When i heard my name, and a "come take a look at this"



ohmygods!!! i got to touch her, to inhale her... to taste her. i felt like the Gods were smiling down on me that night to be able to admire such a beautiful woman, and show her how much i admired her. i had completely forgotten how much it felt good to be able to touch another woman. To kiss another womans lips. i hadn't realized how much i had missed it, until i was able to do it again.



i kissed, and sucked, and licked that delectable pussy until i had blisters on my lips. And was ready for more. And let me tell you that i being the person that i am, was QUITE satisfied being able to assist in pleasuring somebody that i think is WAAAY out of my league... But there was certainly more to come... Because until my bright eyes, i have never had another girl WANT to pleasure me in return... i mean i have had girls been demanded to go down on me, but it was never the same. And there will always be a special place for her in my heart just because she is the first, and only girl as of yet that is more then happy to return my favor.



At any rate, just recently She and i have been able to get together just Her and i, without the distraction of O/our significant, male counterparts. As much as W/we love them, there needed to be a time when there could be instruction, and learing without trying to be asthetically pleasing, and trying to get off at the same time. Because when Sirs are around, there are camaras everywhere, and as concious as i am with my body it is hard to keep myself beautiful (at the very least to myself) and concentrate on pleasing and being pleased...



Last friday, W/we got that opportunity. i got there about 11, and was sooooo nervous on my way over... i didn't know what She would be wearing, i didn't know how i would be greated... there was a lot of things that i just didn't know. But when i got there, she greated me with lots of hugs, and it was just very nice, very welcoming.



W/we sat on the floor in the living room, and watched some tv, and the next thing you know we were down to bras, and well panties for her, and skirt for me... (only because i don't normally wear panties.) The sheer joy that i get when O/our lips touch, when She keeps Her lips on mine for what feels like an eternity, is completely indescribable. The way Her skin trembles, and goosbumps underneath my fingertips, is something you think you would only dream about.



And again, me being me was expecting to give first and then recieve, however she got me off first, and then we both got hungry and decided that we were going to burger king. i was not expecting at all that i wasn't going to give Her what she readily deserved, and wanted right away, that i was going to "owe Her one" but none the less W/we were both starving.



When W/we got back though, clothes again came off in a hurry, and we teased Sirs a bit by sending them various pictures, and video messages via cell phone... And i again got to taste the honey between her soft pussy lips until Mr. T. got home from work... funny thing is when He got home He knocked on the door, and She and i were a bit busy on the floor... i wasn't getting up because i had my face buried in better then chocolate pussy, and she well... wasn't getting up for obvious reasons... hehehe And i am sure it took all His willpower not to just drop trou. right there and just fuck the shit out of Her. But He being the way that he is, was EXTREMELY understanding, even when we brought out the double ender, and were going at it that way like mad, he kept his composer. Which i am extremely grateful for... Because when we were riding that thing, pussies grinding against each other, it was a complete different level of pleasure that i have ever gotten. Not only was i fucking myself with the wonderful contraption, but being able to be fucking a gorgeous woman on the other end, while our pussies rubbed together, and being able to see the absolute pleasure in Her face was just such a turn on... it was absolutely amazing. And i can hardly wait to be able to do it again...



Thank you my dear Sirs for trusting the both of us enough to play together without supervision. Thank you Sir for letting me go in the first place, and thank you Mr. T for the ability to share the wonderful treasure that is your significant other...



Also thank you my bright eyes for feeling comfortable enough that i could come over, and share

an update a year long in the making...

Saturday January 3, 2009

So i know it has been quite a long time since i have posted anything, and i am sure my lurkers have all but given up on me... However Sir and i needed to take a hiatus, for the simple reason that W/we got pregnant. And since this was the first pregnancy after the loss of our second child, bondage, and spanking of any kind ceased all together. For the sake of myself, and my unborn child, we just didn't want to risk any of that.

However we had another beautiful baby girl. She weighed 7 pounds 10 ounces, and was 20 inches long. And is very healthy.

But on to the real reason that you are here. Sir and i have gotten back into "the swing" of things. There has been a few gentile spankings, and certainly none to document. But This new years eve Mr. T and his wonderful girlfriend came down for O/our New Years Eve party (also my birthday). It was her first time, to eat a girl's pussy. And i must admit, it didn't feel like she was a beginner... it felt sooooo amazing! i told her that she was the best birthday present i have ever gotten... And i was extremely flattered that she would want to have anything to do with me at all. Because i am not a small girl, and Sir enjoys it that way... you can't spank somebody with no ass it just doesn't give as satisfying a smack. But she has this absolutely amazing body, one that i thought i would only see in my dreams, or admire from a long distance. Had i her permission, i would post a picture, but for now you will just have to deal with mine.

So as i was saying, Sir and i have been trying to get back into the loving BDsm relationship that we are used to. And last night was the first real spanking since we found out that i was pregnant. And these were definitely photo worthy...

i was able to handle almost all of them. Until Sir got my thigh as hard as my bottom... i was in my sub-space, until then, and was enjoying my Cane.

i don't like to brag, but i am so pretty with tears in my eyes...

i absolutely love that you can see the individual cane marks. And i will have welts for the next few days.

i know Sir loves this picture as much as i do. There is just something about a beautiful round red ass, and a cane... mmmm

just remembering makes me want a cigarette...

hello all. i know it has been quite some time since i have posted... and i wish it weren't so.. however Sir and i are on a bit of a hiatus from too much of anything rough... well except for Mr. T... *giggle*

W/we met Him again on Tuesday of this week. It was another spur of the moment thing, but none the less, it was amazing. It is an exhilerating feeling to be in the middle of two absolutely wonderfully talented men. It is not really a feeling that i will ever get used to. And honestly, i never thought i would EVER feel that way either. i am pretty selective about the males that i let sleep with me. Strange for a submissive i know. But i respect my body enough to be selective. And i already had a profound amount of respect for Mr. T, and i had always found Him attractive.

But at any rate, Sir and i went over, and it was a bit more relaxed than the first time, which i was thankful for. i layed on the bed, and it was like hungry lions getting ready to pounce on a willing prey. And for a moment, Sir left, and he told U/us to 'get warmed up' which i thought was a little odd, but i wasn't complaining either. But i laid there next to Him, while He lifted up my skirt, and to His surprise, i wasn't wearing any panties... but then i told him that i never wear any... and when Sir came in, W/we all had a pretty good laugh about it...

So after they both had a turn at my already drenched pussy, and had a really intense orgasm, Sir got behind me, while i was over Mr. T . i couldn't help but smile, as i watched Him watching me get fucked from behind hard by Sir. i love to please, i can't help it. Just knowing that i still have the ability to ignite the fire in the loins of any attractive, more experienced person than myself is always a big turn on for me... and with Mr. T, it is no exception. i absolutely love having a dick in my pussy, fucking me hard, and one shoved in my throat as far as i can possibly take it... which i think i managed to get all the way at least twice... and it makes my cock sucking ability better. And the better i am with Mr. T, the better i am with Sir... everybody wins!

Then They switched. And like before, Mr. T pumped me pretty hard... although at one point i moved, and made Him miss. i found later that i managed to get damaged... ouch, but at that point i was so full of endorphins that i was just enjoying getting the hell fucked out of me, with Sir in front of me... i can hardly wait until after this baby gets here. i have been promised DP. It is not something that i have ever experienced before, but have always wanted to. Sir and i have just never found another partner, that W/we felt comfortable with for that. And it was Mr. T that brought it up... i was over joyed, even though i tried to down play it a bit.

But, like always, i had an amazing time, and i know Sir did as well. He always enjoys when i am happy...lol and i don't think i have ever let Mr. T down so... fun for all ^.^

Thank you again wonderful Sir's! i always enjoy being your play thing...

Thank you especially Sir for lending me out... i love you very much ♥

The Mr. T experience

Just as a forewarning, this has absolutely nothing to do with my blog. However, if i don't put it in words i am going to burst... at least i have no nuts to bust or something...
ANYWAY...

Tonight W/we met one of Sir's friends. I am going to call him Mr. T, and hope he doesn't get offended...lol i have known Mr. T for a few years. He was always very sweet to me, and always made a fuss about me when i was pregnant with our firstborn. And He has always had a way to make me smile.

Tonight was really no exception. When we got to His place, i think Sir was expecting me to make a first move... and me being the submissive that i am, shied away pretty hard. i am sure that i blushed pretty hard. This was going to be the first time that i had two males of anykind, much less two Dominant males.

Sir laid me down on the king sized bed, and got things going, and Mr. T laid beside me. He has a moustache, so i wasn't quite sure how to kiss him... *puts head down* but He kissed me as Sir went down on my pussy. And when Sir came up, He went down, while Sir kissed me, and played with my estremely sensitive nipples... it took me a little while... i guess i was a bit nervous... i got over it though...

After one amazing orgasm, it was time to be on my knees. Sir got behind me, And Mr. T got in front. Let me first say, that when i go into these sorta things, i don't go in expecting anything particular. However let me say, i wasn't dissapointed... in fact i was pretty delighted with myself because i could get the entire thing in my throat... Sir is not small by any means of the word. In fact there are times that i have trouble with Him. He and Sir were joking a bit about finger cuffing me, and i giggled, and he tapped my face, put His cock back in my mouth and said "I didn't think you mouth was for laughing... there that's better. I don't see you laughing now." With Sir fucking me from behind, and Mr T's cock in my mouth, and a vibrator with an anal cover on it was extremely exhilerating and an extreme turn on.

Then Mr. T got behind me, and played with my clit, while hammering my ass with the vibe... and every time i let go of Sir with my mouth, He stopped!! And then when they switched, i was just in awe... i felt a little guilty after though when Sir told me He saw the expression on my face... New pleasant experience... i can't help it that i was enjoying myself... Usually when we have these types of excursions, it is Sir and i tag teaming somebody. So i am not usually the center of attention...

So while Mr. T was pounding into me, i really needed to come again, so i put my hand down to play with my pussy, and he pounded me, and i tried really hard to suck on Sir... i couldn't take it anymore, and came again REALLY hard... i tried to not scream, which i know i failed at... And Mr. T came, and i rolled over and Sir came on my face...

The experience truely was the best out of any of the ones that W/we have had. At least where i am concerned. Thank you Sir's for a wonderful evening! i hope to enjoy it again sometime.

Thank you Sir, for loving to share me as much as you do. i am so very lucky to have you, and i thank my lucky stars everyday... i love you so much... ♥

After much deliberation, the vote is in...

Okay, yeah i know that was really bad with the upcoming election and what not... but hey i know you love me anyway...lol

At anyrate, The much deliberation comes from Sir and i having a few misunderstandings. i know spanking me is something we B/both need. However with me being pregnant, Sir was extremely worried about even bringing it up. He was afraid that i would be pissed off, or offended somehow. i was beginning to worry that it was going to be like it was last pregnancy. And honestly that made me very sad. With our firstborn, rough play, and spanking stopped altogether. What Sir doesn't realize, is when He spanks me, he has a fire that burns within him. He has a passion that i had only seen when we were teenagers. Don't get me wrong, i have always been EXTREMELY satisfied. But at the same time, it always felt like something was missing. When things died down when W/we were younger, He figured that that was the end of it... But me being the masochist that i am, thrive on pain, and was going to get it one way or another.

Anyway... i told him, that spanking me is extremely good for both of us. And He did agree.... so last night, He met His littlemiss again

Monday February 4, 2008

This was after 26 swats with my Cane, countless swats with Red, many with Sir's ever loving Hand, and The Paddle. Even as i type this 14 hours later, i can still feel the effects...

This was taken not even five minutes after my spanking. As you can see it has already begun to bruise. After being a bit awe struck that this is what "my" bottom looked like, i laughed at the one random verticle cane stripe.
i cried the hardest that i have ever cried after a spanking this session. But letting out the tears, also let me release any hurt that i have been having, and pain, and fear. And i melt everytime Sir holds me after He has finished, and tells me that He is proud. His love amazes me sometimes...


i have mentioned in my last post about enjoying wax play. Sir asked me when he called earlier that evening, if we had any dark colored candles. i was a bit confused, but listed off a number of colors of candles that i have. And i asked why. And He told me that He wanted it to show up on camara... i automatically got really excited.... He always knows what buttons to push
Sir loves to pour hot wax over my already warmed bottom. He almost laughs at me everytime he does it, becuase He tells me it looks like i am going to have a spontanious orgasm... *giggle* and well it's true. i am just glad that he has learned to appreciate the art of wax, and learned to love it as much as me.

A candid shot of Sir... He was laying down on the bed. And Honestly i didn't think He was actually going to take it...

Sir asked me if i wanted some on my tits. i couldn't help but say yes. Since that is where i started so many years ago on my own.... it was absolutely amazing!

Full body shot.... i am not sure why Sir takes pictures like this sometimes... other than He loves them...lol

Candid shot of me... that isn't the only "shot" of the evening as you soon will see...


Sir absolutely loves to see me like this. i asked him why once, and He told me because of the humiliation factor... i have never been embarrassed to have semen on my face... especially His... lol

This one makes me laugh too... becuase he told me he had to get a side shot because there was some dripping off my chin... lol Some of Sir's best work... *giggle*

So hopefully W/we are getting back into the 'swing' of things... *giggle* i don't know how we are going to manage when my pregnancy progresses and i can't bend over the bed any more... but i am sure W/we will manage somehow...

Thank you, Sir, for being everything that i have ever wanted, and need. Thank you for helping me become who i am today... i love you very much ♥

just a note for my favorite lurkers... <3

Yes i know it has been quite some time since i have posted... It doesn't go without reason. Sir and i had to completely stop any, and all play, and sex alltogether. i had some spotting with the pregnancy on Christmas eve, and needed an emergency ultrasound. Everything is ok, when we went in, our little sweet potato had grown double it's size in two weeks. i had to have an early ultrasound becuase of my history of ectopic pregnancy. So even though everything was ok, W/we have to treat this pregnancy as high risk, therefore sex at all was completely prohibited. This has put a great strain on Sir and i, especially on my behalf i am completely ashamed to say... If any of you have had to deal with pregnancy hormones, be it you were pregnant, or your parnter was, you know how intense they can be. And no of any kind for the remainder of this the first and most crucial trimester, was worse torture than Sir has ever given me...

But alas, i am but only human, and so is Sir... (even though he imagines himself superman and i indulge him most days) temptation was just a bit too much after a long deep seeded discussion that W/we had yesterday. i will not bore you with O/our boring relationship details, but i think a spark lit, and something clicked...

i went out with a friend today. we went out to see a movie, and pretty much just have girl time. Not something i as a stay-at-home mom get too often. Well, Sir called me about the time that he gets to the parking lot of His work, and talked to me a little bit, and told me to call him around midnight when He would be home. To this i say ok. There is no reason to be suspicious that something is going on. It takes me three hours from when he calls me, to take my friend home, and get back to our small town. i didn't tell him, but after i dropped off my friend, i hiked up my skirt in the car, and took off my bra and shirt, and carefully aroused myself, knowing that He would be waiting when i got home.

When i got home however, i was greeted with a uniformed Sir, in his *NEW* work uniform. *grin* He told me that he snuck out of work an hour early, so he could come home and set a few things up, and clean a few things up (which at this point in my pregnancy i am absolutely extatic about! i come home to a clean house, He can do whatever He wants with me...lol). He takes me to the bedroom, where there are candles lit, and Him is playing in the background (him is managed to become our "session" music), and my collar and Red were laying on the neatly made bed. It absolutely took my breath away...

i quickly took off my everyday rope collar, to be replaced with the collar that Sir puts on when i become his littlemiss. And he took my breath away even more. He left for a moment, and i took the oppertunity to kneel on my pillow and wait for his return. i told him that i missed Him, as i do everytime W/we haven't scened for a long time. And since we have removed the frame to which O/our bed sits, it was perfect height for me to go right from kneeling to being bent over the bed.

The familiar sting of Red quickly came back to me as i heard and felt Her "crack" against the unworked skin of my bottom. i very quickly entered sub-space, and was on my spanking cloud-9. Again, and again She struck me, and the sting and the burn, went right to my poor wanting pussy...

After Sir was finished with Red, he decided to try something new, at least new for him. He took the candles, and poured the hot wax over my already burning bottom. i have been waiting for the day that He would decide that candle wax needed to be a part of O/our lives... i have always loved candle wax. To me there is something very sensual, and loving about somebody pouring hot candlewax onto you... Even when i was younger, i fantasized about somebody pouring candle wax over me. When he tipped the candle, and the wax hit my already burning skin, i almost had an instantanious orgasm. i didn't think my pleasure at that point could be heightened anymore than i was at that point. Until he poured more...

i do appologize i have no pictures for this session. Sir didn't feel the need to take any... but there is an update at anyrate... Happy spanking
~the little miss <3

with sickness among us, it has been difficult to get a spanking

i know again it has been a little while since my last post. i have again been riddled with infections of various kinds. Whereas the first two were connected the last one was strep. However in amongst all this yuckiness, Sir and i do have some absolutely wonderful news. After having an ectopic (tubal) pregnancy removed in september, W/we have recently discovered that we are pregnant again! So with that said, the severity of my spankings may or may not lessen with time, as i get bigger. And will keep all of you posted with how W/we (and the little) are doing.

and now for the reason that your here!!!

November 14, 2007

This night we again were toying with our new book. This is also the night that i am certain that our newest little one was concieved *grin*

W/we didn't quite have enough rope to make this look like it was supposed to. But i think it looks great none the less.

This session lasted about an hour. And if you look you can see the stripes of my cane. Which i am hoping Sir will use more of, just because it is biggest infliction of pain, with the lowest impact. He has decided that we will have to shelf His belt, just because the impact is so great. It makes me a little sad to have to say goodbye to His belt for so long. But at the same time there are other things that i can get better aquainted with *grin*

This was one of the very first times that Sir used the new wooden paddle on me. It is quite different than the floppy leather one that Sir usually uses on me. It is not my favorite, but i don't hate it either.

Wednesday November 28, 2007


This night was the hardest Sir has ever spanked me. This session lasted for two hours. Sir started with my cane. i took 30 with Him, and then Sir moved onto Red.

After the 30 that i recieved with The Cane, i slowly started to enter sub-space. Sir usually tries to get me to my "red light" point when He spanks me. But this session, i was so into the place where i go when i am recieving that amount of pain, that i didn't even notice what He was implementing me with, nor did i care.

With this picture, you can sort of see the severity of the spanking. After this session, my skin was very taught, and felt like a sunburn. The little red circle that you see is a pair of my anal beads that Sir loves to insert.

This is my favorite picture this session. You can't really see any Cane lines, because they were all covered with the swats of Red. They seemed to go on what felt like forever. And the only reason i wanted to stop was because i NEEDEED Sir to fuck me. Which he did after i begged him to.


And Sir's favorite shot. i know today i have multiple bruises in certain spots. And it is a bit hard to sit today. Which makes me grin in secret. i have no pictures of that because Sir had to leave early for work to send out his resume for a new job... *crosses fingers*

And with a silent sting, it struck me, and i was in awe

Tuesday November 13, 2007

i know that i very rarely put up my pics the same day that i get them, but i am extremely excited about the ones that we took tonight. my cane came in. It showed up today while my in-laws were here. Oh the torture!! Just to go through all of that anticipation all day long, knowing that when we got home later, that It was waiting for me. Just to know that my level of masochism was again going to go up, was a very exhilerating experience.

Sir layed me down over the bed. i was a bit unsure, my heart raced, not knowing what kind of pain i was about to endure. The first swat, was a sweet silent sting. i am more used to Red, my crop, which has a 'whoosh' sound before She strikes me. This was delightfully different.

W/we have started learning the very wonderful art of rope bondage, as taught by Dan, and JD [Two Knotty Boys]. i know this is my spanking log, but bondage comes into play with Sir and i quite a bit. And what we are learning, is useful, asthetically pleasing, it is safe, and it works beautifully. If you are into bondage, i do suggest their book.

Tonight was the first night in at least two weeks, that W/we have done anything that comes close to relieving my tension... i have been pretty miserable without the familiar sting of something on my bottom. Well.. i needed to put this pic up, because i like to be asthetically pleasing too... *grin*

i am not certain how long this session lasted, i even lost count on how many swats Sir was giving me. i felt awful, becuase with something as monumental as the cane is in all spanking, be it for punishment or other wise, i felt like i should have made sure i knew the number of swats. i always do that with my favorite implements, asked or not.

i asked Sir how many, shaking pretty badly because i was crying pretty hard from the pain, and from all of the things that i needed to let out. He told me that it was more than 25. i must remind you, that this O/our first time using a cane, and it will be a learning process for both of us. And i am certain, like all things Sir does, that this is just training, and leading up to full force.

And i don't think that for my very first time, i did too bad. i used to think that the marks that i have recieved tonight, were too brutal for me to manage, and handle. i now hope to be able to achieve marks that look much worse. To be able to increase the strength, and decrease the number of swats that i can manage.

Only after a half an hour, the redness of the swats went away, but what was left are these beautiful welts. You can't see how far above my skin that they are raised, but it is a lot further than anything else that i have experienced. Even as a child. Along with the rope that was once my restraint.

They are not bruised now, and i don't think that these themselves will. But Sir reassures me, that He will be able to make them bruise. And i know full well that He is correct.

Thank you very much Sir, for making me feel so alive. i know right now things haven't been the easiest, and i want to do all that i can to make it better... i will love you until the end of my days... ~your little miss