Being a Domme is all about the submissive. I think I’ve mentioned this before.
But there are moments when that isn’t true. When my Boy runs me a bath with candles and bubbles. When he then washes me gently and massages my feet. When he climbs into the bath to provide me sexual pleasure.
I am warm and comfortable and lost in delight and not a little light-headed.
He helps me out gently and takes care of me.
Then I lie down on the bed and with his mouth he gives me pleasure, worshipping my cunt. He is gentle and patient. I am quiet, my mind drifting while my body enjoys his ministrations. Selfishly I relax into the pleasure, happy to enjoy it, to receive this gift. My hands stroke his head, his hair is soft and easy to hold on to.
The pleasure builds slowly without pressure until I find myself close to orgasm. Now my mind joins in, with sexual images to help carry me over that edge, to complete my pleasure.
I am gasping, shaking, and yet somehow still relaxed. I lie back down and am caressed and held. It is a perfect moment.
It is my perfect moment.
I seem hardly to have time for serious kink blogging these days but it’s not forgotten. Nor is the joy of it decreased. Still happy domesticity and a myriad of other projects take my time away both from here and also from the public play and photography that fuels this blog.
This coming year though I hope to find more time for those, to satisfy my Boy’s needs and my own desires. Perhaps too I will find time to muse on the complex peculiarities of our D/s relationship, which seems (in its own unique way) to meet our fluctuating needs.
In the meantime I can reflect that this last year has been full of love and happiness and that I am truly the luckiest of women. Happy New Year to you all.
It was my Boy’s birthday and while we were out having a walk I asked him what he would like. He asked me to get naked, and how could I refuse him such a treat?
Field is another scavenger hunt location.
I love beautiful places and this one was worth the walk (up a rather steep slope). I’d taken some photos of my own and then I settled down to enjoy the beauty of this spot myself. So here I am looking at the view.
Giant Cross is now another Scavenger Hunt location!
It was a cross, on top of a hill, crying out to be occupied. I couldn’t actually fasten Mat to it and leave him to enjoy the view from a lonely vantage point, but I put him where he belonged as best I could.
The church was open for visitors…and the crypt was deserted. How could a girl resist the chance to get naked.
I’ve been busy and haven’t really been posting here much despite continuing to have fun and to explore my kinky side. So maybe it’s time for a change, a fresh lick of paint and a few fun adventures. If nothing else I can spend some time playing with WordPress and tweaking this blog a little.
Let’s see what happens…