Butt Plug on The Bed Post!

Last week i was trying to think of something to write about and then i remembered something that Starla from Yes Master, said a long time ago and really is very true for us as well. i don't always have a lot of specific M/s or BDSM topics to talk about. Maybe we haven't had a new play time in the past few days or i might not be able to come up with something that strikes me as really significant. i think the reason being is because the life we live encompasses the Master/slave life that we've tried to create.

We're no where near perfect not by a long shot, we've worked hard to get where we are and we'll never be done working at our relationship. But the core of our relationship is BDSM and M/s, so sometimes it's hard to pick out certain things from one day to the next that might be different from "the norm" because it's just who we are. Doesn't everyone wear bells and cuffs around the house? Or live their life in a collar? hahaha!

i mean really it's so second nature that everything we are and everything we created for ourselves just doesn't seem out of the ordinary unless i really sit down and think hard about it. Sometimes when i'm lying in bed, i look up and think, maybe i should cut that plastic wrap off the bed post that holds that butt plug up there. Master affixed it up there as a punishment a few months ago because i missed a cock sucking rule a few days in a row. So He took a HUGE butt plug and wrapped it in plastic wrap over and over again at my mouth height, onto the bed post. There it has stayed.

 It's covered up by canopy curtains so i'm not really worried about anyone seeing it, but i look at it and think, hmm i should take that down... eh... /shrug. So yeah, maybe we are TAaaaad different that other people. It's the little things that make ya wonder, right?

The thing is on a normal day, i don't walk around thinking how different i am than other people, when i'm walking through the store, i don't look at other people and think that our life must be so much different than theirs. So sometimes it's not all that easy to come up with something specific to say. Like i said to Master, our life of BDSM is everything in general and nothing in particular. Sometimes. =)

The other day Master bought a new light for pictures and videos and we used it for a couple hours but had to take it back because there was no on off switch.....? Really? Who makes a light with no switch? Anyway, when we took it back, Master said to me, the guy that buys that light is going to use it and never ever know that it was once used to make porn. hehehehehe

That's all for me tonight. Hope everyone is well in blogland!

MD's treasure

Can I Cum In your Mouth?

Master was watching a video the other day, a Master/slave video. The description was all about this guy's slave this, his slave that... etc. Now if you've read this blog long enough you know we're not here to judge who does what or when. So we just really found this funny. He's all about his slave and he's the Master and his slave is giving him a blow job, this guy is about to cum in his "slaves" mouth and he goes... "can I cum in your mouth?".....

Master actually came into the bathroom opened the shower door and turned the water away from me to tell me this, He was laughing so hard. Like i said who cares how people live their lives, but don't put yourself out there with the label "Master/slave" then make yourself look so silly. That is something that means a lot to us, being real and trying really hard to be who we've always said we are.

So anyway, the other night, i've talked about this a lot, Master's rule for me to suck His cock every day, twice a day. Just cause i do that every day, doesn't mean that He decides he'll finish the blow job every day. So i was on my knees giving Him a complete blow job and we had this conversation:
(of course my words were more like mmhmmhh having a mouth full of cock.. but you can insert muffled words as you see fit =) )

me; Geez Master, it's been a few days since You've had a real blowjob.
M; I know, I can't function in society without regular blowjobs.
me; haha, i know Master.
M; chuckling... Even with regular blowjobs, My functioning is sketchy at best!!
me; hahaha, i know Master. bwahahahahahahaha
M; bwahahahahaha

So we tried to pull it all back together, so things can proceed as planned. Not an easy task *sigh*. Everything is going along quite swimmingly and the big moment is there....

Master says: Can I cum in your mouth?

Oh He's hilarious huh? Cum is everywhere, half swallowed, half spit, half up my nose. He's a real hoot n holler.



i hope everyone had a good Easter Sunday. We had a great day, it was wonderful seeing our friends and we had a terrific visit. They never get to stay long enough and it's always a little heart wrenching when they leave. It's great when they're here though.

We don't have a lot of friends but the ones we do have are treasured beyond compare. i read one of the nicest blog posts that i've ever read, yesterday. It was honest, like always, but just really from the heart. When you figure out who your real friends are in this life, they are easy to spot and you just know they're there to last.

Peace to you and yours,

MD's treasure

Happy Easter

Happy Easter!

We had a wonderful surprise tonight. Our great friends happened to be in town and they stopped by. We're having a wonderful visit with them.

It's been a terrific Easter so far.

Will post more later tonight.

Happy Easter to everyone in Blogland!

MD's treasure

Will i Ever Learn?

One of Master's rules for me is that once i'm dressed for the day, i don't get undressed without His permission. Once i'm dressed for the day, it's more like Him putting locks on me, i'm not to take anything off, until He takes it off me or i'm told to get undressed.

Yesterday was of course no exception. i was wearing the lacing open bottom girdle with a long line bra, both of which are, as you might imagine, quite restricting. Depending on just how tightly the laces are drawn, the obg, can be quite something to get used to for a while, until i've had it on for a while. Add the long line bra to that and it's really quite a combination. Of course, i was wearing stockings and a full slip. This was a great opportunity to wear a new pair of shoes that Master had just gotten for me. The ones that i had just gotten, i just mentioned them. With the platform, they are still nearly 5 inch heels.

Master told me i could wear whatever i wanted to wear for clothing, i have a lot to choose from. i'm not all that daft, i knew He was up to something. =) So i went about my daily chores and a long while later He called me into the bedroom. He removed my clothing and my long line bra and blindfolded me. The smell of leather was overwhelming and the sound of buckles could really only mean one thing. We have a lot of leather items but only one thing that is that large that smells that much of leather. i didn't have to wonder long because very soon He said, "put your arms straight out in front of you". Then He took off the collar. There's only one piece of bondage gear He removes the collar for. He allowed me to kiss the collar and set it aside and i heard Him start to zip and buckle. The straight jacket.

Then He told me to wrap my arms tight around me, keep going, tighter, tighter. This jacket is a perfect fit. He's had it on me several times before, and i'm always amazed how perfectly it fits.

It's snug around my neck, around my back and bust. The best part about it is, the removable breast windows.

He's got me all suited up and guess where He puts me? *sigh* yup. Thank GAWD His desk is right by that horrid box. Otherwise i know i would freak out. He doesn't always stay right there but i know He hears every move i make anyway.

After He has me in there for whoknowshowlongthistime!!!!!! He takes me out and bends me over the bed and has His way with me. Bending over the bed with a straight jacket on, face first into the bed, with 5 inch heels on hahaha. =) Pretty soon i forgot that i wasn't able to keep my balance and just thought about Master pounding His pussy. Nothing else mattered at that moment.

So i mentioned i'm not allowed to get undressed without His permission. How about getting redressed? He took off the long line bra and i was getting redressed. i was just throwing any old thing on. i still had the lacing obg on and of course stockings, there were two regular bras laying on the bed, to be put away with the laundry. i picked one up and tossed it on. The long line bra was sitting under something (i saw later) on the cedar chest. Master was angry because i broke a rule and i didn't have a good answer as to why. i just "did it". So i my desire to get undressed early and get into bed was clearly declined and not only was it declined, i was going to stay in those clothes for several more hours. oops.

Peace to you and yours,

MD's treasure

The Reminder i Needed

i should have known it was coming. We went out on Friday night, Master had been looking forward to this seafood buffet while it was still going on during lent. So we really only had two more Friday nights left. When we got home, i should have known something would have been in store for me. Honestly i don't really think all that far into the future for our plans. In that way, i'm glad because i would fret about up coming punishments.

We got home and put a few groceries away and it wasn't really late, not for us anyway. Master told me to come in the den and sit at my desk while He was doing something in the bedroom. Lately i've been hurting pretty badly, when we get home from anywhere depending on how much i'm hurting, He'll let me lie down. Tonight He didn't, tonight i was to sit at my computer and wait.

Master was all about putting me back in my place really, reminding me of where my head needs to be. He cuffed my ankles and put the other big metal ankle cuffs on me and cuffed me to my desk. He also cuffed my wrists with the leather cuffs and used the hand cuffs as well. Then He put one of the leather hoods on me. Of course i couldn't wear my glasses under the hood even with the hood loose, there are large eye holes in this hood and the blindfold is removable. So when Master pulled up our email exchange on my computer He told me i was to read through the whole thing. He knew i was going to have to be creative. No glasses meant hold my glasses in front of me or make the font huge. i chose the latter. It worked and i was able to read the email, it just took a long time. The email was very lengthy to begin with and would have taken me a long time to read no matter what. The large font was just yet another reminder than i need to do whatever it takes to remind myself of how to please Master. Now it's funny, my head was really hurting before i started and of course, reading without glasses made it hurt more. But i just kept thinking, this is all a reminder of what needs to be done to please Him. None of this is easy for me, it hasn't been for years and it's all something i have to learn. Pleasing Him is what i WANT to do, it's what i came here to do and i am able to please Him in every other facet of life. This is a very important part and it's a part that i am failing. Not completely, but there are improvements to be made, big ones.

So shortly after i was done reading Master put me into the box, but not before He attached the blindfold to the hood. With it getting warmer outside, almost the very second He closed the box, having the hood on, i started to feel sick from the heat. i had a feeling i was going to be in the box for a long time and i knocked on the door and told Master and i was hot and not feeling well. Usually He gets angry and impatient because i am a pain, but i must have had an urgency in my voice or something, He opened the door and got me a tiny fan. The minute He shut the door with the fan on, i was perfectly fine.

So there i sat, He cuffed my ankles together with a very small carabiner hands still cuffed together. With the hood on it's so dark in there and everything is so muffled, i could hardly hear a thing. i'm not sure how long He left me in there this time. Long enough that my thoughts were everywhere i wanted to try to remember things to ask Him things to tell Him but i was in there for so long, by the time He opened the door the first time, i thought i was getting out, He had me suck His cock and then shut the door again. i was so disillusioned that i went from the jello feeling to the impatient "when am i getting out" feeling. That was over soon enough though. Sitting in the dark where there is nothing to look at and nothing to fall back on but your own thoughts you can't concentrate on getting out or you'll go crazy right away.

It's like being a toy in a toy box, for Him to take out when He wants to play with me. i was trying to think of how to say it when i was in there, locking the toy box, Him the only one with the key and none of His friends can play with that toy. i also was thinking about being the secret in the box, Him being the only one that knew about the secret, letting the secret out a little bit at a time and locking it away again. When He finally let me out of the box, it took me a few seconds to get my legs back under me. He told me to bend over and grab the seat of the box and pull up my skirt. He told me to spread my legs wide and i felt Him grab at His pussy and move the labia ring over. The next thing i knew He was inside me, i was partly inside the box and He was using me for what i'm good for. It was hard and fast and felt amazing because it was the release we needed after the couple of days we'd had.

i was still pretty much nothing but jello afterward and He promised me more time in the box, longer and more often. i'm not even sure how i feel about that. =)

i hope you're all having a good weekend!

Peace to you and yours,

MD's treasure

It got ugly

When Master and i have a cross roads His way of teaching me has always been through writing. Usually through email. There is a very simple reason for this, His temper is bad and when He writes He can sit and gather His thoughts, not let the anger build up and things are very productive. It's always worked for us that way. Things come up and He'll send an email, now i don't mean every day "i don't like the way you did the dishes", i mean big things and in the past these emails have gone back and forth for days or even weeks. This might seem odd to people but it works, there are flaws in the system however. The main flaw is, my memory but more to the point i get things mixed up and confused. An area that had been black and white 3 or 4 hours prior, something i completely understood when i got up from the computer and was fairly sure i was clear on, i got mixed up in my head.

It was THE MAIN ISSUE we were "haggling" over the entire email pretty much. Hot sex talk was the top of the email. my libido is bleh. For more reasons that i'll go into here, it just is. The main one is the medicine though. So it needs work and takes effort, tons of effort. Before i went on the medicine, i had a libido, now, none. So i just finished reading over the email exchange and because it went back and forth so many times, it's no wonder it gets confusing. That's one thing i've mentioned to Him before, going back and forth more than a couple times, it's very easy for me to lose track. The email system is great, at first. Go back and forth more than once or twice and it's a hot mess.

So in bed last night, i mess up. The main issue we talked about in the email, the main issue that i thought was sorted out. i got it completely backward and He'd had it with me, pushed me away and said "we're done here". Okay, so i sat on the side of the bed and tried to sort it out again in my head where i went wrong. Master says to me all the time "you're not dumb", nope i'm not. You know what i am though? i am someone who walks around with what feels like nails driven into her skull for the better part of the time, yesterday was one of those days. It's hard to concentrate on anything at all, let alone very specific things. This isn't something i've thought of as an excuse, hours later. Before i even got to my knees and began sucking His cock i was trying to think of hot sexy things to say and i thought, how am i going to think of things to say to Him when all i can think about is that it feels like nails in my head?

This is still my fault because before i got up from my computer i should have printed off this list of things to say. i have a list right here, i put it on my desk top of my computer. It's not like i'm not trying, we only had the email exchange yesterday. He is sick and tired of giving me excuses for my head.

Right now i'm not sure what to do to get back on track with Master. We will work it out, we always do.

Peace to you and yours,

MD's treasure

How Far Is Too Far?

Master and i have a very laid back fun loving relationship, we are very playful and joke around all the time. We spend hours in bed watching TV wrestling and goofing around late at night. So where is the line drawn between joking around and going one step too far. When that line isn't clearly drawn it can easily all melt together and become confusing.

Last night was sort of like that, in a minor way. i was dressed up in a new dress and pretty new shoes. Being a Tuesday night Master's friend was here and Master was heading down stairs to spend time hanging out with His friend for a while. He was really enjoying my outfit and pulled me to Him to kiss me. i kissed Him back but i was too playful for His liking. We're always playful but when can it be too much? Well, it's impossible to read someone's mind but i might have known better. It's all in the vib you get from your partner and i wasn't paying attention. It wasn't anything that was blown out of proportion or anything, Master went downstairs and that was that. It was just something that Master brought up tonight. It's easy to let the playfulness get out of control.

We've never been too serious, life is too short to take everything so seriously. We are serious about who we are to each other of course. Our M/s relationship and Marriage means everything to me and the fun that we have is who we are. Just because we have fun doesn't mean that we're not very serious about my service to Him or His control over me at all times. i am constantly under His command and there is no gray area there.

i said to Him tonight that punishment swats really are pretty unmistakable. i'm not really likely to get confused about getting a real spanking for just a playful swat. It's easy to tell who is in charge if He decides to chain me up in leather cuffs and hood. It's also not difficult to tell when He is truly upset with me as His entire demeanor changes, it's that whole fine line area that can be confusing. When He's not really upset but when playing might just go too far. i know i'm not alone in this, i've heard it before from others. There's really no good solution because Master and i aren't about to change our ways and become stuffy people. It's just hard to know when enough is enough. =)

Peace to you and yours,

MD's treasure

Letting It Go

Master and i live in a somewhat volatile area for weather. Nothing like Kansas for tornadoes but we have our fair share of damaging spring storms and a few years ago there was a horrible tornado that ripped through our little town and took out something like 73 houses in a town of 700 people. Our house, was untouched even though the tornado or at least whatever it was that i saw, was less than 100 yards from our house. It couldn't have been the big one, but i saw a funnel cloud, pretty much in the back yard. Scary crap.

Today, they are or were calling for some of the same weather and we adjusted our sleep pattern and schedule to prepare for it. i got water ready and Master got me up to be sure i had my shower just to be sure it didn't catch us unawares. Looking at the map we were in the "red" area for the most dangerous tornado activity. Anyway things have been lessened for us and it's all moved north a bit.

Since we went through the big one a few years ago, any time i hear tornado watch or especially warning, my heart just goes through the roof. We had no warning, there was no alarm, like they are supposed to sound. It never went off, they tried to claim for a while that it did, but soon after everyone in town said that it didn't, they admitted the error. There was no time to get into the basement before that thing was on top of us. Who is to say that there will be a warning for the next one? i have come to the realization that there is absolutely nothing that i can do, however. We have a plan in place, pretty much. The bird has a travel cage, assuming i can get her into it, quickly. The calmer i am the more cooperative she is. The hardest thing is getting the cat before she runs under the bed, lol. If she gets under there before we know it, it's a lost cause, because that bed is too big and it can't be moved, not by Master and i alone. Knowing we have a plan and knowing that i am powerless over it, is half the battle. It's just a constant reminder, like anything i worry about, admitting i am powerless over the outcome and letting what happens happen.

Sort of what i wrote about yesterday, just being, only in this case, letting it go and turning it over knowing that even Master isn't in control of these types of outcomes. =)

Peace to you and yours,

MD's treasure

Just Be

Do you ever think that all the blogging and reading forums has sort of made us all think too much? Sometimes i just think, we think too much about our positions. We think too much and don't just "be" enough. i don't believe that submissives or slaves should be robots or doormats. What i'm saying is that i believe we've become to introspective and we just need to chill on the "what's it all about Alfie?". (i may have just really dated myself there)

Perhaps all the research and the poems and the guides and my goodness there is so much information out there on how to be a good slave, is enough already. Just do what comes naturally and listen to your Master. Stop reading for a minute, stop listening to what other men and women have to say and listen to your Master or Dom, Domme or Top... etc. etc.

Have i just said that we should all abandoned the blogs and journals and forums? Of course not. How about placing our focus back where it should be? i believe that getting a birds eye view is a great idea, looking outside yourself and outside your relationship is a wonderful idea and you should never stop learning and gathering information for education. However. There comes a time when we become so inundated with information that there is no possible way we could even begin to process even a fraction of it and it might be time to stop and smell our own relationship.

Again, i just want to stress that i don't believe that we should become robots or doormats, i think that obtaining information important and being well informed is key. i think that reading journals and being involved is always a perfect way to stay active and up to date on things. There can be a breaking point where enough is enough and people can become overly enthralled with the on line world of BDSM.

i also understand that not everyone lives this life 24/7 so you can't turn off your computer and find your Master there. i had that relationship with Master for a short while also and it's really difficult being tied to this machine. The break is good though, there is life outside, there is a sun and grass and trees. =)

Where am i going with this? Eh.. i don't know... i think my whole point was really we've spent so much time reading how to be good slaves and subs that sometimes we forget how to actually BE good slaves and subs. Get off the computer, put the book down and listen to your Master. Go be His/Her good slave and just stop thinking about everything everyone says except Him. That's what Master tells me, sometimes i just forget to "be". That's what i'll try to do today, be His everything and nothing.

Peace to you,

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Just started following your blog after I commented on your pictures (Fetlife). One thing we share...I am ALWAYS called upon to clean his wonderful cock after he peed, sometimes getting a drink treat! Laserx

Thank you for the question! i'll tell you, when Master first told me that one day i would be cleaning Him off after He urinated, i thought i would die. Honestly, i did. The first time He told me to kneel in front of Him it was in the shower and He told me to close my eyes and i had no idea what was coming. i didn't know right away because the water was also warm, but then i knew. my stomach turned but i wasn't ill, i was just humbled. He rinsed my face and told me that was my first lesson and that there would more, many times.

The next time i was called to the side of the stool and told to kneel while He relieved Himself. From then on, when i am called to Him, i have to clean Him with my mouth and tongue until He is satisfied that He is completely cleaned. There will be a time that it will go further than that, i am sure but at this time Master has not decided that i would actually drink.

Thank you for taking the time to visit my blog. Please feel free to comment on the blog any time! =)

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So much to learn

i just read something that struck a cord with me. In a blogger's profile, this person wrote that blogs are typically written by very experienced submissives or people who write very sexually explicit material. Seeing that i don't write a lot of explicit material i would have to put myself in the first category. The only thing that is experienced about me would be my age, however haha.

i have had my journal for a while and in bloggersfield, i've had it quite a while, comparatively. But compared to real life vanilla marriages we haven't really been married for that long. This November it will be 8 years and we'll have been together for 10 years. Don't get me wrong, i am not trying to discredit myself. i just want to give credit where credit is due. Every. Single. Person. Who writes a blog save none, still has much to learn about who they are as a slave/submissive/Dom/Domme or Switch.

Some people are natural teachers, some are awesome sponges. Both are essential for this process to work. The best part is reading blogs from people of all types, brand new, a little more experienced and those who have been around for a long time. There is so much to learn every day from one another. This is a perfect example, i love the reminder that i might have a few years under my belt... and a few too many donuts =p, but i still have so much to learn.

Peace to you and yours,

MD's treasure