Lifestyle Defined

This weekend was exactly what being in the lifestyle means to me. Yesterday I went and visited my submissive at his home for the first time. All our other dates and time spent together has been him coming to me but we both felt it was important for me to come over to his side and see how he lives.

He and I live a little under two hours apart and so it is understandable that a sub would want to be accommodating and make that trek for their Domme but as it is my belief that the lifestyle should be functional it is important for me to go and see my sub from time to time also. Yesterday afternoon I hopped in my car and made the drive over to see him and it was a wonderful little drive over, everything went smoothly. Then I got to his place and it was adorable. It was nothing like I’d imagined it to be, much less of a “bachelor pad” than I thought. It was so wonderful to see him as we had been apart for two weeks due to my having to go out-of-town on a family trip.

We almost immediately jumped into play. I had brought toys and lube to continue our anal training. So, as Massive Attack played on the stereo I bent him over the sofa and slowly worked at his ass. At first with just fingers and then with some plugs. Although he isn’t as analy experienced as some of my subs in the past, he tries harder than anyone I’ve ever had. He so wanted to get my red plug all the way in; and I know he felt like he was disappointing me by not getting it in. I had him try to fuck it sitting on a chair and made him work at it for a good while. Then when he seemed to have had enough I made him get on his knees and beg for mercy, beg me to be able to take it out. I asked him “If you can’t do this for me, what can you do?” and he shyly replied “I can make you cum…” So, I allowed him to take it out. We retired to the bedroom where I allowed him to orally pleasure me and I came so much. I was truly worked up from seeing him fuck himself with that plug on the chair.

After cumming we ordered in Dim Sum and enjoyed watching movies together. Then later that evening he made me cum again and I then allowed him to cum also. Aren’t I so nice?! The next morning at wee hours we enjoyed a really great wake up fuck and then fell back asleep in each others arms. A little later in the morning we woke up and spent the day lounging around together and watching one of our favorite programs. Then he made lunch for me, well we actually cooked together, but it was his recipe. We wrapped up the day just listening to music and cuddling and talking on the sofa.

This is what it means to be lifestyle to me. This is how it should be to have someone you can share things with that are kinky as well as just day-to-day living. Someone who makes you laugh until your sides hurt and makes you cum over and over again. It was truly a great visit and I can’t wait until I can see him again. Hopefully next weekend. (smiles)

Anticipation of Nectar Release

Dearest Mr. Hummingbird,

Our interlude that is soon to come has been ever on my mind. Please allow me to share my thoughts about how I’d like the evening to progress…

I want to rest my petals upon your face so that you may take me in. And please take care in lapping up all the dew, there should be a lot in this heat. I’d prefer you tease my sepal with your wings as you dive your bill into my pistil. When you are sliding your tongue in my stigma and down my style I will release my nectar. I’ll shower you with copious amounts of sweetness but like a good birdie you must not spill a drop! Just spread my petals wide and savor every delicious bit.

My petals and anther swells while I day-dream about you drinking me. My carpel will become engorged as I anxiously await your arrival.

Yours Truly,

Miss Flower

(c)2011

One space or two?

Let me punctuate your paragraphs …

Try to accept my commas as a means to take a breath,

as time for you to take me in and to prepare for what’s to come.

I will try not to use periods as they do not express the vigor between us.

Please accept my exclamation points, to titillate your fantasies

to tease your fascinations, to proclaim the ecstasy between us.

Take note of how my finger raps on the keys,

strokes the pad, and punches the buttons that push you over the edge.

Curling digits around wrists I’ll edit you how I see fit, that which pleases me.

(c)2011

The Pin

Palms ache to feel wrist quivering

Tight grip perched above a head

Counting sheep gains difficulty due to distance

Time between our lips forms ice

On cold sheets his scent still lingers.

(c)2011

Story Telling

Writing on
your spine a story of lust
Blow off
eraser bits from shoulder blades
Carve deep
passion and sentiment that makes
pulses quicken
and
hearts beat
Spread open
your soul and bare your perverse bits
Coil around
my little finger
Enraptured
by my power and pillow talk.

(c)2011

Home-made Cookies

Many time submissives have asked me, “What will it be like when you dominate me? What will you do?” And my reply is always “I’m not sure, I don’t cookie cutter my domination.” For one sub it may be highly kinky and with another things may end up being sensual and passionate, but no matter what I always assume my role of power.

Things kind of went sour with the cross dressing sub but I’ve been lucky enough to get to spend my past few weekend with a new sub who I’ve enjoyed some very sensual domination with.  I’m a big fan of tease and denial and asking for permission to finish. I really have enjoyed bringing him very close and then not allowing him to cum and then brining him very close again, that mixed with ass play really is delicious to me. He is also highly focused on giving me pleasure which is fantastic. I love that about sensual domination. I lost count of how many times I came last evening and that is such a wonderful thing.

Although the real wonderful thing is when we aren’t playing, we are talking… and talking… and talking. It’s about wonderful things and things that mean a lot to us and random silliness. When you get on well with someone and things just click it feels very nice. Sadly though I won’t get to see him for a couple of weeks due to circumstances in vanilla life. Booooo vanilla life!

I think I’ll try to write some poetry to pass the next two weeks… we’ll see how much I see fit to post…

Chickens and Checkers

I really don’t have the patience to deal with drama or games. You know those people who one minute they run HOT for you and then the next they are ice COLD … it just doesn’t make sense… And I have no patience to deal with it. Either you are into me or not… circumstance and life don’t dictate showing that at the very least. I understand that responsibilities like family, children, work and even friends do pop up but even with all those things it isn’t that hard to show you are into someone. A simple note or email, a text hello at a random time, small gifts, or even just a quick phone call are all ways to demonstrate to a Domme that you are into what she is and what she is putting out. I’m exhausted of people putting in like 1% of themselves into this lifestyle BUT saying they are a person looking for a female led relationship or something more committed than just play sessions.

I’m looking forward to this weekend. Hopefully it will be a dawn of fewer games and more honesty but who knows… it seems that most men are completely incapable of honesty all together… I’m really hoping for a good dose of ass play however I’m not going to count my chickens before they’ve hatched!

Tart Quicky

Wanting Jasmine tea but
in its place was lemons blinding
bright sunshine orbs of bitter truth
sting as squeezed wedges.

Dive for the bottom
of the ocean for the chance of happy
Clown fish that greet me with dinner
and tanks full of oxygenated bliss.

Shake my head at the realization
of wanting milked black tea, rectum
and enunciated whispered hours
of ear enraptured chatter.

Tomorrow’s a new day,
where’s my glass of lemonade?

(c)2011