So i couldn't sit right for a while...

i know, i haven't updated in a few days... Sir and i have been a bit busy with various things, and he understands... however, just because i haven't updated, doesn't mean my bottom has been cold, and untouched... quite the contrary.

Wednesday September 26, 2007

As you can see, there are bruises on my bottom from the belting that i had recieved two days prior. you can't see it, but they are raised a good deal above the surface of my skin, making it a bit difficult to sit right.

i know this picture has nothing to do with my bottom, or even spanking in general. Sir tells me all the time that he is very proud of me... i hope my ribbon will soon be replaced by a new collar...

As you can see, i am smiling. This particular session didn't last as long as some of the others, nor was it anywhere near as brutal. i did cry however just because i got Sir's hand over my bruising, which tends to smart quite a bit.

i am not a bragger, in the least, but i think i realize why Sir is so proud of me... taking a hard spanking, and can still smile, and fuck him after... were i my Domme, i would be proud of me too...

Thursday September 27, 2007

This day, Sir didn't want me to think that i was going to go too long without a red bottom, because even as much it is for the cleansing of my emotion, i can enjoy it a great deal as well.

i do not recall how long this session lasted, or how many swats i recieved. But i do know that i revieved quite a bit of the paddle. Sir always pushes me to the limit, and when i think i can take no more, he asks if i can go for a little more. i have yet to tell him no. Even though i cried this time, i was pleasantly surprised by what i was able to take...

i like these two pictures, they turned out really well. the heat eminates off of my bottom, like the fire that it felt like. And it was wonderful!

Thank you Sir, for all that you do for me. i love you with my entire being. i love you

some teary rememberances

Sunday September 23,2007

This night, was pretty much a routine spanking. Mostly with the hand. It was a 45 minute session, and i took more than 100 swats. i lost count somewhere after that... Sir always goes so fast, and my head is usually spinning...

my bottom is very sore in this picture. i still had bruises from the night before. the cool air from the air conditioner running over my freshly spanked skin, made it burn even more.

i am totally, and completely at Sir's mercy. He owns me, body, mind, soul, and will.

Tears are still falling down my face. But i am free... i have never felt so liberated.... and i love him so much for it.

Sir loves this picture. He tells me that even though he can see the pain, he can also see the love that i have for him...

Monday September 24, 2007

There are no pictures for tonight... Sir really didn't even want me to post anything for tonight... But it was done, so i need to post it...

i have been thinking a lot about our tragedy, which i care not to discuss. i was extremely sad, and very envious of some of my friends that are pregnant, and others that have had no problems with pregnancy...

So Sir had me across his lap on the couch. And he knew that i needed something other than the usual. Well about 20 minutes into it, i yelled at him... i was ashamed as soon as i yelled. i couldn't even look at him. He took me to the bedroom, and told me that he knew that i was sorry. I appologized profusely... He also told me that he wasn't going to punish me, be i did owe his something for my disrespect. By this time, i was already bawling out of control. i didn't know how he could even look at me, much less touch me... but he told me again, that i did owe him something. He asked me if i could take ten with the belt. I was crying so hard at the shame, that i could only nod my head. i didn't think i could, but i did. i couldn't even count out loud... but i took all ten of them...

When Sir oiled my bottom, there were already welts forming, and they were already black and blue... i know i deserved them. And he forgave me... he held me for a long time after. Just telling me how much he loved me. And i know he does...

Thank you, Sir... i will do anything to please you...

I have never felt so alive

I am still trying to get caught up... hopefully, i will get all caught up before Sir comes home from work...

Thursday September 20, 2007

This night, i wouldn't rest until we found my beloved riding crop. Thankfully, it wasn't too hard to find. I was euphoric when i felt that first familiar sting. Befre Sir uses any of the impliments that i get spanked with, he makes me kiss it. i kiss my crop gladly.

Sir always lets me see the pictures, after we have finished. It may not look like much, but after this session, it was a bit difficult to sit.

"To: Sir, with love" Sir loves to mark me, in many ways. After the crop (which i will have to name), he gave me his ever loving hand.

This is my "red". We use the stoplight system. Periodically throughout the spanking, Sir will ask me "what color?"

Green: my pain isn't bad

Yellow: my pain is getting worse, but i can take more

Red: i can take no more, and need to stop

This particular session, i kept the tears in for as long as i could. i only teared a little for my crop. i tested my limits this night, and Sir was very proud of me. i love making him proud.

my Sire, my husband, my lover, and friend. What more could a sub ask for?

Saturday September 22, 2007

Today, i was not home all day. i missed him very much. i sent him a test message early in my day without him "*Dreaming of a red bottom*" When i got home, i took me to the bedroom, and this is what i found... This is the most romantic thing anybody has done for me. It warmed my heart, as he would soon do the same to my bottom.

Sir had me kneel down on a pillow, to be ribboned. It will have to due until my new collar comes in. i know what is ahead, and am very thankful. This is exactly what i had been missing. There had been something that i was longing for, and i had thought that i was doing something wrong in my lovemaking. But now, i no longer feel that way. i feel much closer to him. And i wouldn't trade him for the world.

As he lays me down with my the impliments of our trade, i can't help but smile. i can't wait for my bottom to be warmed.

This session lasted an hour. i recieved smacks with a dildo, my crop, his hand, the leather paddle, and the belt. i do not know how many smacks i recieved with anything but the belt. i always count how many i get with the belt. It was 10. i cried a lot this time. The paddle was more than i remembered...

"Bend over and grab your ankles little miss!"

"Yes Sir.. " i am still sobbing quite a bit, and shaking as well. my bottom is still very sore.

Thank you very much Sir... i have never felt so alive...

My new aspect on my old lifestyle

Hello. My name is thelittlemiss. I am a collared wife, so much in love with my Sire... We have always been into spanking, and bondage. When we were younger, we tried out the Master/slave thing, which neither of us enjoyed. He then went on to be my "Daddy". We role played a lot, and i would sass sometimes, to get the beating that i felt that i "Deserved".

Well spanking in general came to almost a complete hault when i got pregnant with our first child. He would still spank me. but the severety, and accurances died out to almost completely nothing. I being a masochist, reverted back to cutting, when things got bad.

Util recently, i was ok, until a crisis struck. I became severly depressed. And then one night as we lay there in bed, the topic of spanking came up again. I had told him that i could go for a warm bottom, and without warning, he rolled me over, and spanked me... hard.. I felt so free, so alive. The stinging of my ass, as repeatedly his hand struck the bare flesh of my ass, was very cleansing... it made me feel alive. The tears that i wept that night, were from pain, but more importantly, they let me release the emotion that i was feeling for my loss. The anger, the hurt, the depression... all went away with the stinging i felt. It was the first time, that he had given me his full force...

That night we decided together, that i needed serious spankings, on a daily basis. And Sir told me that with the pictures that he took, i was to make a log... i hope to please him with it... I love you Sir...

Tuesday September 18, 2007

This is the first day we started taking pictures. I don't recall how long, nor do i remember how many... but Sir spanked me to tears. Not because i was 'bad' or 'naughty', but just because i needed to 'vent'...

i look over my shoulder at him, tears still in my eyes... "Thank you Sir... "

i know i need this. And i know he loves me very much. I thank him, that he loves me enough to allow me the pain that i need to survive...

Wednesday September 19, 2007

This day i was severely depressed, and needed Sir's full force...

And then i got the belt...

This is all for now... Sir i hope i have pleased you...