Saturday, July 13, 2013

What's New With Diary of an Owned Slave

So for those of you who may or may not know, I have moved my blog to a new site. I've already set up mostly everything over there and I have made a couple new posts since launching my new site. So in case you've missed it, here is a direct link to my new corner of the web. Check out what is going on over at Diary of an Owned Slave!

Hope to see you there! ^.^


Sunday, June 30, 2013

Diary of an Owned

Here it is folks! From here on out I have my own site now and if you wish to continue following me I can be found here at Diary of an Owned

More changes will be coming to this new blog, and for those of you who have been following me for a couple years now will notice I have less posts on here than this one. That is because I have weeded through the posts that were not relevant to my lifestyle with Master. This new site will be based solely on our dynamic and our experiences as a couple and with our friends. I'm working on keeping out any clutter.

Right now it is up and running. There are still adjustments going to be made on this, as it is still under construction, but all of the important posts are still there and you should still be able to access them there.

I hope to see all of my awesome followers over there. Thank you to everyone who has been with me and thank you for joining to the new followers.

Hope to see all of you there and I hope to gain more friends!


Saturday, June 29, 2013

Goodbye Blogger

As of not even an hour ago I found out that blogger is getting rid of any blogs in here that has adult content on them, which means mine will be gone tomorrow. For those of you that don't know, there was an email sent out by blogger that has all of the information about this on it. So to those of you who have adult content, kiss your blog goodbye.

I am furious right now. Master and I are in the middle of making my own website so that I may continue blogging about my experiences. As soon as that is done, I will post it on here in an update to let everyone know where I'll be found from here on out.


Edit: You may now find me here at my own little corner of the web.

Diary of an Owned Slave

This is my new site and I will be posting there from here on out. I have made it easy for all of my followers to continue following my blog. On my page there is a little button that says "Follow" on it. If you click that you will start getting updates from me via email. It will notify anyone that follows me of my newest updates.

So what are you waiting for? ;D

Sunday, June 23, 2013

An Ass Beating I Won't Soon Forget

I awoke this morning with my body aching from the previous nights' events. As I sat myself up on my bed, I came to the sudden realization that my bottom felt hot to the touch and there was a tenderness that was very noticeable. My nipples also were slightly throbbing and ached to the touch.

Back up to last night, though.

Master and I arrived early to the party yesterday evening. We helped set up everything and I greeted guests as they came in. It was a gathering of new and old friends alike, and the company was nice, as always. Everyone shared laughs and stories of past events and memories. As I sat and spoke with Master and a few friends, one of them asked 

"Are Angel and Panda going to be here tonight?"

"I'm not sure..." I replied and I thought about it. The party had been going for a few hours and just when I had lost hope that they'd show up, in the door they came. I don't know if Angel could tell, but a smile lit up my face when I saw both her and Panda walk through that door. I love seeing them by ourselves, but I love it even more when they come to play parties. It just makes me happy knowing they come out to socialize with people and make new friends. Plus they always seem to be happy when they are at parties and I'm a sucker for their smiles.

Master and I greeted them, but it wasn't long after that that other people gathered around to strike up conversations with all of us individually. One of our friends (we'll call him SW) came up and started showing us some new toys he had made. Some of them looked menacing, and some looked down right innocent. I found it ironic and funny when he said "The more dangerous they look, the nicer they are. It's the innocent looking one's you have to watch out for."

I soon found out exactly what he meant by that. Master had me lay down on a massage table at the party shortly after having me strip down completely naked. SW brought out this string with knots down the length of it. It was attached to this black handle thing. I looked at it and scoffed "Oh that won't do much."

"You think so?" Replied SW "Here, let me demonstrate." He looked at Master for approval and Master gave the okay to use it on me. 

There was a quiet swooshing sound and then a loud crack that ruptured on one of my ass cheeks. I jumped and let out a yelp.

"What the hell?! How is that even possible?!"

Laughter erupted in the room and I immediately felt the stinging pain on my bottom increase. How could something like a string cause such pain and produce such a loud crack? A crack that sounded almost like that of whip.

I settled myself back on the table and gave the signal I was ready to take more.



Crack, Crack, Crack!

Blow after blow and I was amazed at how much pain was being emitted onto my flesh from something that looked so completely harmless. Eventually I asked for a break from it. A few friends took a look at my ass and I heard them saying things like "Look at that!"


"Those are some nice marks!"

Naturally, I wanted to see for myself, so I asked Master to take a picture of my ass and show it to me. What I was shown actually surprised me. I don't mark up very easily, and I certainly don't mark up a whole lot, so when I was shown this picture, all I could utter was "Damn... That is crazy..."

Upon seeing this and feeling the heat radiating off of my ass, I decided to call it quits for a little while on the ass beatings and move on so others could use the table too. I cleaned the area and once I was done, I went back to having conversations with everyone in my general area. At one point SW had brought out some nipple clamps and torture devices. He had clipped on chip bag clips to my nipple, the big kind, and yanked them off of my nipples. I had casually said, "Oh that wasn't as bad as I thought." and then be brought out these other clamps that I've seen before, wanted, but never tried them. 

They were essentially test tube holders turned into nipple clamps. I was very eager to put them to the test on my nipples and asked if he could put them on me. They pinched down hard, but I have yet to find anything that pinches as hard as clover clamps. He smiled and mentioned that he wondered what would happen if he started walking away from me. He wanted to see if I would follow. Of course I did follow him, keeping up pace at whatever speed he chose. 

"Okay, what if I pulled?"

I stared up at him as he pulled and tugged a little. For some reason I seemed unfazed by it, and he decided to up it a little bit more.

"How about if I pulled up on it. I wonder if I can bring you to your tip-toes."

I stood planted firmly on the ground beneath my feet as I felt my breast being lifted by the clamps. Admittedly, this did start to hurt, but what hurt really bad was when the nipple clamps gave way and were ripped right off of my nipples. I felt my knees buckle at the amount of pain that shot through my nipples into my breasts.

:Ah! Okay! That did it! Holy fuck..."

I stared at my nipples only to see that they were in fact bleeding under the skin, and one nipple was actually bleeding freely. Only a little though. Seeing as this was definitely a first, ever, I also wanted Master to capture this moment in a picture.

Not to bad for the first time of this happening. (God I'm pale). I was very proud of myself. So far I've managed to mark up pretty well tonight, and now I've got bruised nipples. Can this night get any better? Of course it can, and it did.

There was a St. Andrew's cross at the party and of course I wanted to be tied to it. Master had already locked my wrist shackles in place earlier in the evening, so it was easy for them to bind my wrists to the cross. Master also tied my torso to the cross so the only thing that was free to move about was my legs. I was thankful for this, but at the same time I secretly wished Master would have tied my ankles down to the cross as well. 

Master took our ball gag out and placed it into my mouth. I made a signal to Him to know when He would need to either slow down or stop. One knock on the cross would mean to stop for a moment to let me regain myself, two knocks and I'm done completely. Simple enough.

Once I was finally secured to the cross, that's when the real beatings unleashed. Master traded off so many implements that I kind of lost count after the third one. Or maybe He used the same few? I'm not too sure. After about 10 minutes into getting my ass beat, I felt myself slipping away. Stinging blow after blow sent my body writhing against the rough wood my body was tied down to. I screamed through my ball gag a few times and at one point I remember not being able to take the pain anymore and slammed my fist hard against the wood. Immediately the beatings stopped and Master and SW were at my sides. 

"Are you okay?"

Mmmphhmmm..." I managed to muffle out past my ball gag as I nodded to them. I looked around the room, dazed. I'm not sure what I was looking for, but I caught a glance of Angel and Panda pointing at something. Was it my ass? I wouldn't be surprised. I could feel the heat radiating off of me like never before. I might as well have used my ass as a beacon of sorts. I knew it was bright red. I just knew it.

"Do you want to keep going?"

"Mhmm." I nodded again to Master.

SW spoke up at that point, "Hey, get the blind fold, I have an idea and I don't want her to see it." 

I watched Master walk away, and gave Him a pleading look as if to say "No! No more torture." Of course this was useless as Master had His back turned to me. My pleading eyes went unnoticed so I closed them and laid my head upon the cross.

Master was back at my side in what felt like two seconds from that moment, pulling the blind fold over my eyes. 

"Spread them." Master ordered from behind me. I shook my head.

"Spread them now, Anastassia."

Reluctantly, I did what Master ordered of me. For a moment, nothing happened. I hear Master and SW conversing somewhere around me. It sounded like they were all around me. Then... I felt something round and cold get quickly pressed up against my clit and with no forewarning the thing started vibrating. I let out a screech as best as one can while being gagged and I tried moving my hips away and closed my legs.

"Open them!"

Master sounded annoyed that I had tried closing them. Don't know why. It didn't work. SW was quick and still had the Hitachi between my legs, despite my best efforts.

"Spread your legs open!"

Again, I opened my legs up and then SW turned up the vibrations on the Hitachi. I involuntarily started moving my hips, squirming as Master resumed beating my ass while all of this went down. As excited as this would typically get me, I remained far away from my climax, but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't wet. Anyone near us could tell because you could hear the vibrations making a familiar wet sound.

I could only handle this for a few minutes and then I was done. I had to call quits. The pain eventually became too unbearable, and my body was feeling like giving up. Master and SW retreated from me and I felt something soft rubbing on my ass. I was so dazed at this point words failed me, and voices were unfamiliar. I think I heard Angel's voice somewhere behind me, but I melted into the soft glove that was giving my burning ass some relief for the first time in the night.

"Do you know who that is?" I heard Master speak.

"You, Master?"

"No.. it's Angel. You should be thanking her."

A weak smile reached my face, "Thank you..." I managed to utter out to her. Could she hear me? Hell if I know, I could barely hear myself. All I know was that I was extremely thankful for Angel and what she was doing for me, and I was thrilled she was the one doing it.

SW starting undoing the binds on my right wrist. Once he got me loose, I had no control of my arm and it just fell to my side. I was hanging by my left arm, though my feet were still planted on the floor, and he must have caught on because with my left arm he cradled it in his hand and gently brought it down to my side. The blind fold was removed from my head and the bright light of the room flooded my sight, burning my retina's for a split second. Next the ball gag was removed and I was very aware at how thirsty I was.

"Are you okay? You're skin is ice cold." Angel spoke as she touched my skin.

"Yeah, you're freezing." Panda piped in "Go get her the towel."

"I'm fine, I'm burning up. Thanks, though."

"No, here." Panda wrapped the towel around my shoulders, and surprisingly it felt great. I definitely didn't feel cold, but the softness of the towel felt great on me, and I was humbled at how well my friends were taking care of me. I smiled at them and thanked them.

Once I regained my senses, it was time for us to leave. We said our goodbyes and went home for the evening. That brings us to this morning, where I gave you a clip at the beginning of this post....

I gathered up my clothes and dressed myself. Master was waiting in the truck outside for me, ready to start the day. As I walked out of my house, groggy from our activities that took place only hours ago, I felt so serene in the warm sunlight. Memories of last night flooded my mind, and as I looked at Master, I couldn't help but smile at Him. I'm one lucky woman to have Him in my life, and I'm very lucky to have the friends in my life that I have. 

Upon arriving to Master's house, I told Him how my bottom was still tender this morning. 

"There is no way I'm bruised... I never bruise.. ever."

"I don't know. We'll have to look."

When we got in the living room, I pulled down my pants for Master to observe. "Oh wow!"

"What? What is it?"

Master touched my ass gently, "You're even still hot to the touch."

"Take a picture! I want to see!"

Low and behold.. I'm not bruised, but once again I have experienced a first. I still have marks and welts on my ass from last night. Something that I never imagined would ever happen to me. I couldn't help but beam proudly at this accomplishment.

Damn, I'm lucky!


Saturday, June 22, 2013

Service With a Side of Humiliation

This week has been by far one of the longest weeks I've experienced in a while. I'm going to be getting my wisdom teeth removed in a few days and I have been anxious about it. Master and I have both been feeling over worked with our jobs this week. After work, yesterday, I felt so sore and my body ached. I received a text shortly before I knew Master was to get off of work and He mentioned that He was upset and worn out. At that moment I knew what I was going to be doing this evening.

A little while later we were back at Master's place and He was helping me cook the pasta salad I planned on making for the play party we would be attending tonight. After we finished preparing everything and got some dinner in us, we retreated to the bedroom where I could finally lay out my plan. While Master was taking off His clothes, I grabbed our bottle of oil and took it to the bathroom. I closed off the sink and let hot water fill it up so I could place he bottle of oil in there to heat it up.

Patiently, I waited for time to pass by long enough for the oil to be warm. While I was waiting, Master and I lay on the bed together, naked, watching t.v.. Eventually I got up and went to the bathroom to check on the oil. Nice and warm like I had hoped. I made my way back into the bedroom where Master was lying on His stomach watching the t.v.. I opened the bottle and poured the oil on Master's back. He gave out a pleasant sigh of relief and I saw his body relax a bit. My hands glided gently over his body, rubbing the oil all over Him. I felt so at peace while I did this.

Carefully, I kneaded my fingers along His body, massaging every inch of Him as He melted into the bed beneath us. Whatever was on the t.v., it faded away. All I could hear was Master's sweet sighs and His low groans as I worked the tension of this past week out of His muscles. Something about worshiping and serving His body makes me happy on a completely different level. It gives me a sense of humbleness that nothing else seems to bring me. 

"How do you feel, Master?"

"Really good..." He managed to groan out. 

I smiled at Him, even though He couldn't see me. "Good, but we're not done yet. Come to the bathroom with me, Sir." 

Reluctantly, Master rose from the bed to follow me down the hall. In the bathroom I drew Him a bath. I made sure the water was the perfect temperature before pulling the lever that would seal off the drain and fill the tub up with water. I told Master to be careful as he stepped into the tub. He had oil on His feet from where I rubbed Him and I didn't want Him to slip. 

As He settled Himself into a seated position in the tub, I grabbed the body wash and wet my hands in the water. I applied the gel to my hands and started cleaning Master's body with my bare hands. I touched every inch of Master as I cleaned Him of all the oil on His body. He smelled so good. There was a light fragrance in the air around us of the oil and His body wash. I grabbed a cup that always sit on the edge of the tub and gathered water in it. As I started pouring the water over Master's body, the suds rinsed away and if it were possible, Master melted even more.

It's been a long time since I've seen Master this relaxed, and I loved it. I love when Master is so at peace, and the smile it brings to His face. After I rinsed off His entire body, I brought out a towel and dried Him. I felt Master begin to shiver, so I turned on the heat vent so that Master wouldn't be so cold. I continued drying Master off and touched every inch of His body again. I paid special close attention to His balls and cupped them gently as I dried them. 

"Thank you, slave. You've been so good to me."

"You're welcome, Master. You deserved it." 


This morning has been different, though.

I got up early this morning, fully expecting to get a quick shower in with Master and to shave my legs and pussy. What I got was definitely not expected, and for that (and other reasons that will be revealed) I loved it.

It all started when I began shaving my cunt for Master. Master helps me shave myself down there a lot, so He did what He always does in this occasion. He grabbed my razor and glided it over me, paying close attention to not cut me. For some reason when Master does this, it relaxes me so much that I nearly fall asleep every time. By the time He was done, I was in a daze. Master left the room for a few minutes and I rolled over onto my stomach on the bed. When He came back, He climbed on top of me and pushed into my clean shaven cunt from behind. It was a tad painful at first, but eventually I gave way to Him and just when it started feeling really good, Master got out of me.

"Come on, lets go take that shower."

"Yes, Sir."

Together we entered the shower and let the warm water run over our bodies. We fooled around a little bit in the shower. Today, Master took His time to wash my body, much like I did His last night, but His way was more sexually driven. He lathered up body wash on his hands and washed my cunt thoroughly. He then moved to my ass, cleaning all of it. He inserted a single soapy finger into my ass and I felt my body go limp. He cleaned my hole so vigorously that it almost hurt, but it was safe to say I was definitely clean.

After rinsing me off between my legs and my ass, He turned me to face Him.

"On your knees, slave."

"But why?"

"I said on your knees. Do it.. Now!"

I lowered myself below Him and looked up at Him. I fully expected Him to fuck my mouth, but when I attempted to take His rock hard cock into my mouth, he denied me. I looked up at Him, confused.

"I wonder... What would you do if I decided to take a piss all over you?"

I felt my eyes widen at the mere thought of it. It's true that Master and I have toyed with the though of Him giving me a golden shower a few times, but I never thought it would happen. I stared at Him, stammering my words. I was speechless.

"You'd like that, wouldn't you? You'd love for me to pee all over you and mark you as my territory, wouldn't  you?"

I felt my cheeks redden as I blushed. I remained silent, staring at Him. Finally I spoke.

"I don't know.. Sir... I..."

"You would! I can see it in your eyes!"

My blushing deepened and I felt my face contort in embarrassment and slight confusion. "I! I don't know!!"

Deep down, I kind of did want it. Was it actually just in the heat of the moment, or did I really want this?

"Well I'm going to pee on you anyways. Look up at me."

I looked up into Master's eyes and waited for it. It felt like ages as I stared into His eyes, a slight pervy grin on my face minced with the embarrassed blush on my cheeks. Then it happened... Suddenly with no forewarning, I felt a warm stream hit my body. It ran down my chest, past my stomach and flowed over my cunt, spilling onto the bath tub floor. I closed my eyes shut and started sniffing the air, expecting to catch scent of His urine. When I didn't, I opened my eyes and looked up at Him as the stream moved away from my body.

"What the?!"

A devilish grin formed across Master's lips and I immediately looked at His penis, then to His hand. My jaw dropped and my eyes widened. I was tricked! I saw a stream of water flowing down Master's wrist past His pinky finger. It looked perfectly like a stream of piss would look like!

"Master?! You didn't really pee on me?!"

Master cackled so loud it echoed in the bathroom and I just stared at His crotch in amazement at what had just happened.

"No, I didn't really pee on you, but the look on your face says you liked it, and you definitely want me to do it."

'Clever' I thought to myself.

"Since you seemed to enjoy that so much, I'm actually going to do it. I know you want it, so here it comes."

He lifted my chin with his hand to force me to look at Him and I felt that familiar stream again. I sniffed for the smell of urine, and again, it was absent. I looked down and once again I feel for His dirty little trick. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Why are you toying with me so much, Master?"

"Because it's fun."

Master helped me off of my knees and we went about our shower like normal. Occasionally groping and playing with each other. At one point, Master ordered me on my knees again, and I asked to not be on my knees. I thought He was going to trick me again.

"No, I'm really going to pee on you this time."

"No you won't."

He stood there staring at me, as I stared back, looking at Him as if to say "You really won't do it. You can't bring yourself to do it." and then... Then it really happened. I felt a stream hitting my cunt spot on and I slowly looked down to see a light yellow stream coming from Master's cock flowing out right onto my body. I quickly looked up at Master. His arms at His sides and that dominant grin on His face.

I started blushing again as I felt His urine flow over me and down my legs. The sensation I felt overcome my body was strange. Was it arousal? It couldn't be... He stepped out of the way to let the water from the shower head rinse me off. I reached between my thighs only to find out I was soaking wet between my legs, and it wasn't due to the water... It was my own juices that covered my fingers. 

I brought my hand to eye level and spread my fingers, watching my juices string out between my fingers. Master smiled and reached between my legs to gather more of juices.

"This turned you on, didn't it, Anastassia?"

He looked at my fluids on his hand and grinned that devilish grin he had this entire time. "This is proof enough for me." He then shoved His fingers into my mouth and forced me to suck my own fluids off of His fingers. I tasted so sweet on His hand, and it turned me on even more.

All of this excitement during our shower only led to one thing, and that was sex, of course! Master came deep inside of me, and I reveled in everything that happened between us this morning, especially His pulsating cock that was spilling His seed into me.

I think it is safe to say that this is something I should get used to... Master urinating on me... 

Tonight we have a play party we are going to be attending, and I'm sure I'll have more fun stories to share tomorrow. Hope everyone has as fun of a weekend I seem to be having! Till next time.


Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Beach Trip/Getaway

Ever since Master and I have been together, we have taken a trip almost every year to the Beach, mostly with His father who's mother owns the condo we stay at for free. This year, Master's mother joined us for this trip, and I had a lot of uneasy feelings about it from the beginning when I found out she would be attending. 

I'll skip all the nitty gritty details, but Master's mother can be a control freak at times and wants things set to a certain schedule (her schedule) when we take trips with her, and I expected this trip to be nothing short of lame and horrible. Luckily for us, it was very enjoyable (despite the hours of shopping we had to endure thanks to His mother) and we actually had some nice "adult fun" this trip. 

For instance, we actually got to sleep in the same bed for once! I know this may not seem like much, but when we take trips with His parents, they have the whole Christian old school view that if you're not married, it is a sin to sleep in the same bed with each other, so when we actually got away with doing this for the third night in a row, I was pretty ecstatic about it. We hate being forced to sleep alone. 

Our room was in the upstairs of the pent house portion of the condo and was completely separate from the rest of the condo. In the middle of one of the nights, Master and I were teasing and fondling each other under the covers. I would rub His cock through his pants till He was rock hard and when I tried to leave it at that, saying I was afraid His parents might come up the stairs at any moment, He was very quick to tell me other wise.

"On your hands and knees."

"But Master-!"

"On your hands and knees, now, Anastassia!" He growled at me and rolled me onto my stomach and started pulling my pants past my hips and down my legs. 

"Master, what if your paren-?!"

"I don't care. Get up on your hands and knees. I'm going to fuck you and you're going to enjoy it."

I'd be lying if I didn't admit that this turned me on and I was soaking wet between my legs. Master pushed His cock in with ease, like a hot knife on butter and pushed deep inside of me. I felt my body go limp beneath Him and let Him take control of my body. All of me gave into Him as He thrust in and out of me.

I felt myself getting closer and I knew Master was too because I felt Him tense up as He pushed harder and deeper into me. We came together, our bodies crashing in sync from a very powerful orgasm. It wasn't long after that we passed out on the bed and slept completely through the night.

On one of the shopping trips we made, Master purchased a pair of shorts that I just have to share with you all. 

I found this very fitting and I have to agree. I'm pretty damn lucky to be able to suck on Master's amazing cock as much as what I do. Right after this picture was taken, you can bet your top dollar that I knelt down on my knees and took Master into my mouth. All too fitting of a moment to let something like this pass up. ^.^

The beach is an amazing place for Master and I, especially that very place where we come to every year. This is the place where we got our beginning, so to speak. When Master was at the beach 5 years ago, it was then we started talking to each other over myspace messages and really started getting to know each other. Master had just broke up with His girlfriend the week before that trip, and He says it was because of me that made that trip for him bearable. He would talk to me every night before going to bed while He was there, and we tentatively made plans to hang out when He came back home to the town where we live.

As Master and I were sitting on one of the balconies, staring at the ocean crashing on the shore as the sun went down, we reminisced together on how our relationship began. I had told Master that this place would always have a special place in my heart, not because of what this place meant to us as a couple, but because we have had so many fond memories made here. The beach is such a magical place for us, and that is why I'm always so excited to make the 10 hour trip it takes to get there.

It was saddening for us when it was time to leave, but more memories were made this year, and each time we go back, we always grow closer as a couple, and we grow as individuals there too. There is always next year...


Monday, May 27, 2013

Kinky Fun With Friends

As most of you know, whenever Master and I go to Panda and Angel's place to hang out, there is never a dull moment and we always have some sort of crazy fun. Yesterday was no different.

We arrived at their place around 3 p.m. and we had already decided that Panda would grill some BBQ chicken and I brought salad supplies over. We played bad mitten in the front yard while Panda grilled for us. At one point Angel had slipped and fell and scrapped up her leg right above her tattoo. I went in the house with her to make sure everything was alright, and luckily the scrape had stopped right above her tattoo, keeping it unscathed and undamaged. Which was a huge relief for her. 

Dinner was pretty good and afterwards Angel and I were ordered to strip down completely. Master had brought our Kink Bag with us, and he also brought some of our hitting implements. Both of our Masters traded off implements and beat our asses till they were hot and red. We were facing away from each other, so Angel was behind me on one side of the room and I was on the other. I could hear Panda laying into her ass, and I heard her gasping and her little noises. All the while my ass was taking a beating from Master, and I'd be lying if I said all of this didn't turn me on.

I don't if it was because Angel was getting her ass beat too, but I know that yesterday was the first time in a long time I withstood the amount of pain I did. There were several points where I just wanted it to stop. I pleaded Master to stop, but that seemed to only encourage Him more to keep going. I loved every moment of it though, and I am proud to say that I was able to endure that for Him. 

After some slight aftercare and both of us acting as foot rests for our Masters, we got our clothes back on and got some froyo's. Once we got back to their house we were stripped down again and they decided it would be fun to have us put on our clover clamps and have them connected to each other. The fun didn't stop there, though, as now Angel was being ordered by Panda to do laps around the house, and then she was ordered to get Him water. All the while we are connected by our nipples. I struggled to keep up with her, knowing if I didn't, I would experience an excruciating amount of pain. 

I'm not used to nipple torture anymore, so this was honestly a little more than I could handle. By the time everything was done and over with, I was reduced to tears. Don't get me wrong, though I really enjoyed the "torture" and I hope it happens again, but I think I'm going to need to train my body to withstand it again. Plus I love it when Master can make me cry. It doesn't happen very often, so moments like these I cherish. I feel a sense of accomplishment.

Eventually the nipple clamps came off and the blood came rushing back into my nipples, bringing that familiar sting of pain with it. Angel and I remained on the floor while our Masters sat on the couch. The cold floor felt amazing on my bare skin and for once I felt completely comfortable being naked in front of them. We all sat around and talked for a while and we talked about planning a weekend vacation together. Something I'm really looking forward to. 

Our evening switched with us going to the Lions Den with them (I think this is becoming a tradition with us hahah) and Master and I bought a few new toys. One of them I have wanted for a long time. A strap-on. At first when we were all looking at them, someone made a joke about getting one. It might have been me, I'm not sure, and at one point I said "There's no point, though. I'd have no one to use it on." I looked up and saw Panda pointing at Angel, who was turned away and unaware. 

A blush formed on my face, I know this for sure and looked away. I thought to myself "What? Me? Fucking Angel with a strap-on?" The thought drilled through my mind and admittedly, the thought is very hot to me. Whether or not this will actually happen, I honestly do not know. It's something we should all sit down and discuss even further, but the thought alone is appealing.

Master also got a new hitting implement (I don't like getting ass beatings or anything. lol) and he also got these things called Vampire Gloves that have little spikes sticking out of them. Needless to say I think our purchase was pretty darn awesome and I really enjoy those gloves. 

We spent the rest of our evening with them watching a show on Netflix and just having a great time together. I love our friends. Not only are they just great people and friends in general, but I can honestly say I love them and Master and I have a special bond with them that we don't have with anyone else. We sure are lucky and blessed. 

This weekend has been amazing.... ^.^

For Angel's take, check out her blog post here!


The Vampire Gloves. Master's hands look hot in them. ^.^;

The stingy side of our new hitting implement.
This side is more thuddy than anything.

My strap on. ^.^