Work was busy busy today and I felt totally zonked when I got in after 5 hours of solid gardening very early in the day.
I started a low carb diet on Tuesday, for someone like me who loves their carbs it is quite a difficult thing for me to do. But, it is effective, it is something MT uses and at least I have the luxury of being allowed to eat lots of meat. MT has also made me these cheesecake mousses which are far too delicious to belong on a diet, so that livens things up.
So far I have lost three and a half pounds which is encouraging over 5 days. MT wants me to lose some of my chubby bits and to tone up some more. So my diet will continue for as long as she determines, best I try very very hard then.
After being a bit gobby to MT (What me?!) I was given a little reminder regarding my place this afternoon. The little reminder was about 7 inches long, thick and is attached to a harness which in turn was attached to a miffed MT. As one can imagine, this did not bode well for a mouthy slave.
Fortunately I did get lube, which was quite surprising really but I was very grateful for it. It has been a while since I have been used like this and I quickly remembered 'my place'. I think actually it was mostly about grounding me and 'bringing me back to her' after the last few days as well.
After MT had achieved her usually high number of orgasms I was left bruised, battered and bleeding, so situation normal.
This type of use it tends to interfere with my ability to get an erection, but, today was one of the rarer times when I was up and ready. MT demanded I put her cock to good use and I did not need to be told twice. I am always up for a game of hide the sausage.
Having being given such a treat (and being allowed an orgasm which I hadn't expected) I was given TV football as well. I like being MT's slave, well, most of the time :)
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Saturday, 4 June 2011
Friday, 8 April 2011
Karma
It has been a rather busy week, but thankfully I have felt much better health wise. Work again tomorrow, but only a half day so that is good.
It has been an easier week getting back into the right frame of mind in regards to being property. It has been an indirect thing really, I just let things slide and I should not have done so. MT has been a little better this week, I can tell from numerous little tell tale signs.
Apart from her actually physically looking better, her having more energy etc there has been the imparting of information as to impending physical use. The type of use this slave has not had to endure for a while, the dreaded strap on is to be dusted and cleaned in preparation.
To some, this may not sound too bad, but... it is the large black one which is to be prepared and one does not like that thing one little bit. Apart from the pain/ discomfort/ humiliation of the act,it is the subsequent days or even weeks of aftermath that I cringe at the most.
Not being able to sit comfortably or even move without the feel of the bruising and perhaps a tear or two. Some might find this quite fitting, many years were spent administering the joys of anal sex to submissive girls without much thought or care of how sore it might be. To be on the receiving end (excuse pun) is probably karma. I love the expression ' It is better to give than to receive' though, it feels so apt.
It has been an easier week getting back into the right frame of mind in regards to being property. It has been an indirect thing really, I just let things slide and I should not have done so. MT has been a little better this week, I can tell from numerous little tell tale signs.
Apart from her actually physically looking better, her having more energy etc there has been the imparting of information as to impending physical use. The type of use this slave has not had to endure for a while, the dreaded strap on is to be dusted and cleaned in preparation.
To some, this may not sound too bad, but... it is the large black one which is to be prepared and one does not like that thing one little bit. Apart from the pain/ discomfort/ humiliation of the act,it is the subsequent days or even weeks of aftermath that I cringe at the most.
Not being able to sit comfortably or even move without the feel of the bruising and perhaps a tear or two. Some might find this quite fitting, many years were spent administering the joys of anal sex to submissive girls without much thought or care of how sore it might be. To be on the receiving end (excuse pun) is probably karma. I love the expression ' It is better to give than to receive' though, it feels so apt.
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