Back in May Master gave me 2 labia piercings. One of which didn’t last very long. It was pretty painful for some reason and He decided that it wasn’t worth the hassle as long as the other one was working out, He’d go ahead and take it out. The hole that the one He took out had left was a fairly good size hole but He really just took the ring out with every intention of allowing it to close up and having it redone some day.
Since the piercings, the other ring has migrated and hole has gotten pretty big. From what i’ve read, it’s not at all uncommon for a labia piercing to get big as the skin is really thin especially as Master tells me i am not quite “normal”. One labia is normal and the other isn’t. So Master got a new barbell type “ring” in the mail and went ahead and put it in the hole the other night. LOL omgosh the hole has gotten so big it just slid right through. Turns out after lots of fiddling around down there, the hole is about a 00gauge. So, pretty big. In the mean time, He put the ring back in and ordered a flesh tunnel.
While He was messing around down there, He said… HEY! That hole is still there from the old piercing! Immediately i see **pain** but He said He would try it and not force it through, so moral of the story is…. The barbell He ordered for the bigger hole is now in the hole He’d completely given up on!!! *YaY*. The best part is, there is no pain with the barbell. =)
This is from a post on Fet Life; i was responding to someone asking about how you use your short skirts to tease men. The thing is, i’m not really into the whole “tease” thing. Not that i would have to anyway being married and not needing or wanting to attract another man, but i think the word or even the idea of teasing alone can be very dangerous in and of itself. That being said, i love both short and long skirts with stockings. Of course short skirts with stockings in public aren’t really a possibility unless you’re incredibly careful with your movements and even then showing your garters are way too likely for my taste. At home however is another story and Master loves that look.
Once i’m out of the shower on a typical day however, i can be found in a long skirt, stockings, girdle and slip with some sort of heel depending on my activity for the day. Master loves nothing more than the feeling of the garter tabs underneath my skirts.
So really, it’s not about what you see, it’s what you don’t see. It’s the mystery and the allure of what a lady has to offer, not just putting it all out there and with nothing left to the imagination.
For me it’s about being Master’s lady, that’s what turns Him on and of course, that’s where my interests lie. =)
i hope everyone is having a good Saturday evening!!
Peace to you and yours,
Peace to you all!
Master likes me clothed, completely clothed, all the time pretty much from head to toe. So that’s how i’ve become accustomed to being, all the time. i mean we really only know what we know. It was kinda hard to get used to at first but now i know that i’m not going to undressed until it’s time to actually get in bed and that’s the way it is.
There are times when He pulls me completely out of my comfort zone and catches me totally off guard however. i’m not a good historian, that’s just a really nice way of saying that my memory sucks, but not in the way that most people say their memory sucks. i can’t remember big blocks of time or really what happened yesterday, it’s not atypical of me to completely forget words, etc. So i don’t have a clue what we were doing or how this came about but all i know is i was doing ‘something’ on Sunday and Master said, “strip”. i also remember that i wasn’t immediately compliant because i knew i wasn’t going to be getting dressed again for the rest of the night and i would be cold all night. Of course, this is of no consequence to Master, to me, i hear “strip” and i think omg i’m always smothered in clothes and used to being super warm, now i’m going to freeze. So that’s what i said, “i’ll freeze!”. Of course, i said that, while i was taking my clothes off!!!
None of this is neither here nor there, it’s not so much what i’m wearing, it’s the state of mind, isn’t it? It’s how quickly will i react to what He’s saying and how soon will i respond to His command. How will i feel once i’m stripped both literally and figuratively of my comfort. i write this like He’s never had me strip before, where that couldn’t be further from the truth, He does this often, but what doesn’t happen is this; He stripped me, locked me up and then got called away to deal with something else important. So i was left only a few feet away to just “be”. i could watch TV, i could use the computer if i wanted although my hands were locked together, so He never said i just had to sit. It didn’t matter, i was feeling sorry for myself cause i was cold and locked up and alone.
All of the above are ridiculous because while they are all true, i had blankets, i could walk around and He was mere feet away. i just felt like He hadn’t given me a choice, OH REALLY? He hadn’t. ***News flash*** that’s too bad. He was gone from the bedroom pretty much all night so when He did come to bed at like 5am, i was already asleep, He unlocked my hands and it was time for me to go to sleep for real. By then i think i must have been over my “poor poor pitiful me” episode.
The best part about the whole thing? The next night, He did the whole thing all over again. Stripped, locked only i didn’t get left. Being stripped is a real oddity for Him, He likes clothes, skirts, slips, stockings, high heels… of course, i talk about it tons. So i’m never, okay not never, almost never naked. i know now, or i **think** i know why He does it. Cause a slave girl needs to be reminded of her place once in a while and it’s a simple way of gettin’ down to the nitty gritty. It’s fricken cold in this house at 3am, when ya gotta let the dog outside with no clothes on. The basement floor is freeeezing with no little bedroom slippers on. i’m locked up a lot, but everything changes when He makes me more vulnerable by taking away my clothes. Even though when i’m locked up, i’m completely at His mercy, i am totally used to that, it’s the exposure that i’m not used to i guess. Sitting chained up isn’t anything new to me but sitting chained up completely naked and cold, that’s not as common.
For Master, it was a good way to knock His slave down a few pegs, make sure she stays in her place, at His feet, on her knees. =)
Peace to you and yours,
To foundation garment enthusiasts this topic is nothing new but it never gets old. Master bought me a new bra from One Hanes Place. Every so often they have a great deal on the Playtex 18 hour comfort strap soft cup that i’ve worn for years. In Master’s opinion it’s really the only bra for anyone over a B cup. i happen to agree. It lasts forever and it supports like nothing else and best of all, it’s not an under wire. Under wire bras (which i wore my entire adult life until meeting Master) last about a dozen washes before the wires start poking through or just come out altogether.
So why an entire post about a new bra? Have you ever opened a new Playtex item? THE SMELL!!!! Playtex foundation garments of all kinds have this amazing rubber/new cotton smell that is unmistakable from the first time you smell it. The best thing is, it doesn’t wash away from the first wash to the 25th wash. It diminishes of course but it’s really never completely gone.
i didn’t wear my new bra today, i’m saving it until we do something just a little special, nothing fancy, just go out to dinner or something. i don’t want to waste it on just any old day. =)
This week has just been rough! Even in the most dire situations, i try to wear a low heel, 2 inches at least. i have shoes for almost any terrain. But this week i have been helping Master do some building and in this setting open toed shoes are just not safe. As a result, me in flats for several days = misery. my calf muscles are just not used to being in that position for extended periods of time so i have had terrible cramps at night. Even my back is hurting from it and i can’t just pop on a pair of heels and have all be well again. The cramping doesn’t go away by tossing on a pair of heels, sadly. Such is life and helping Master is all important, that isn’t a complaint, it’s just been a rough week all around. The work has been good for me i only wish it could be done in heels!
As i was dressing to go work, i put on my usual attire, minus the shoes. In addition, i wore socks over my stockings to accommodate the shoes i was wearing. Once we got to our work site, Master said that He had intended to tell me that i would be allowed to go without stockings for the day but had forgotten. The temperatures rose to 95 or slightly above and Master told me that i should remove my slip. i never did take my stockings off, i didn’t see the need as i already had them on. i am so much more comfortable in what i know. Aren’t we all like that though? No matter what we wear, we’re more comfortable in what we’re used to.
i can’t wait to wear my new bra! Maybe Master will take me for dinner soon!! =)
Peace to you and yours,