What are your fantisies of at this time?
Other than the ones I mentioned in the last post under “things you haven’t done yet”, my current fantasy is that Master wins the lottery and gets to quit this job that has, thus far, ruined TWO very recent attempts to get together with friends and have some play time.
And countless other not-so-recent attempts.
(Though, I’m grateful that he has a job in this economy. A good job. And I’m grateful that him being called in means that he’s obviously needed at his job. But damn it all. A slut has needs, yanno?)
So, blah blah blah, I’m irritated. I’m ready to just shelve it all and pull it out when it isn’t so frustrating. Repeatedly getting my hopes up only to have them dashed is starting to get to me.
And I’m seriously not saying that in a whiney-princess sort of way. I’m thinking very practical about it. We function perfectly well with M/s on a more service-based level. The play time just isn’t happening and I’m pretty sick of thinking about it.
Bah humbug!
1. i know you have had other men “play” with you i.e. at spankfest with your Master present…but has it ever gone beyond play? i.e. ever had full fledge sex with another while Master is present?
No. It’s never gone beyond play.
Yet.
As I said in another post, the right person(s), the right time, the right frame of mind and it’ll happen.
Conversely, i remember reading a few post when you thought He could use a temporary slut, i.e when he is traveling, has He ever had full sex with another with or without you being there since you have been married?
Also, a “not yet” and a “the right person(s), the right time, the right frame of mind and it’ll happen” answer. He’s certainly not opposed to sleeping with other women, but he’s never been one for just picking up any ol’ girl in a bar or whatever. So when he’s traveling, unless he knows someone, it’s unlikely that he’ll sleep with a stranger.
Unlikely, but not impossible. After all, I was practically a stranger the first time we met and fucked and played. :D
I’ve put the occasional tentative feeler out when I know where he’s traveling to, kind of hinted around for available sluts, but just as he’s reluctant to sleep with someone he’s just met, so are the women I’ve talked to.
Sheesh. All of these ethical sluts! Raining on my cuckqueaning fantasies! ;-)
If yes, how do you deal with that, while i know we are all supposed to be “mature” i think if i were in that position mature would not be the first thought that came to my mind, I would be more on the jealous, crazy bitch level.
Though it hasn’t happened yet, I have an answer anyway.
Probably because of many things in my past, I have a disconnect between sex and emotion. I can have sex with someone and feel nothing for them, and it doesn’t affect or change how I feel for the person that I love, so it’s not hard for me to understand other people doing it.
I’m not a jealous person anyway, plus he’s drilled the concept of ownership into me so effectively that I don’t see him as “mine”, you know? He owns me, I don’t own him. That possessiveness isn’t a two way street.
I don’t view you guys as a poly type of couple, some how in my mind I have already created boundaries for you two – yes you can thank me later, and yes i am stepping way over any polite borders, but hey if i can’t ask you who can i ask?
If it weren’t for time constraints and the kids in the house, we’d probably already be poly. For a future concept, it’s not off the table at all. Honestly, I wouldn’t mind having another here to share the workload (both sexual AND chores!). Though he’s repeatedly said that another slave would have to contribute financially so probably she’d get a pass on the chores around the house. Boo.
2. Is there something that He has wanted you to do, but you just can’t for what ever reason…?
I’m guessing you’re asking about things more in the bdsm-sense?
There are bunches actually.
I’m probably never going to be an anal-loving whore. Like.. never. He’s too big and it always hurts and I hate, hate, hate it. He jokes (and by ‘jokes’ I mean he’s completely serious) and says that his next slave will have to be an anal whore. That is fine by me. If I never had to have anal sex again, I’d die a happy girl. :P
Likewise (or should I say Sizewise? Hee.) unless he really does find that kink-aware dentist, I’ll never be able to give him a deep-throated, pain-free (for him) blow job. He can have deep-throat with painful teeth scraping or he can have no-pain and shallow. Not both.
Or he could have penis-reduction surgery. Is there such a thing? I bet there is. I wonder if he’s game…
I will never be an exhibitionist. He’s the exhibitionist; I’m just his exhibit. I think he would like it better if I was more…oh I dunno… excited about it?
I’m sure I’m not answering this correctly but it’s early. Sue me. Feel free to re-ask if I’m way off base (that goes for any question from anyone, btw.)
3. this one will surprise you..but there is a method to my madness to be revealed at a later date…are either one of you politically active? do you vote? are you registered as republicans or democrats?
He is not politically active, therefore neither am I allowed to be. He can’t control my thoughts on politics but he can certainly control my actions. So far, he says there hasn’t been anyone worth voting for so he’s not let me vote.
Though I’d have totally voted for Obama, and he is so not an Obama fan. Had he let me vote, he’d not have let me vote for him. I’d be Master’s second-vote, not my own voice.
He says we’re independents.
Obligatory update on the status of Sascrotch please.
Sascrotch is alive and well! Growing, thriving. And beginning to outgrow the boundaries that I had in mind, namely stopping at the edges of my underwear and NOT sprouting out the sides of the leg holes, looking like I shoved a damn Bloomin’ Onion down my pants.
Not too long ago, he made a spur of the moment offer, telling me I could shave it. “Once, cunt. Just once.”
I declined the offer.
Because shaving it once would be a disaster. My skin isn’t used to it anymore, I’d be razor burn from top o’ da crack to bottom o’ da crack, and the regrowing process itches like a heroin addict. No thanks, Spanky!
Oh hey… did you mean pictoral update?? :P
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In other news in my life– there isn’t much.
The Stanley Steamer guy is coming today. I’m uber-exicted about that.
And, um, yeah. That about covers the current excitement that is the life of kaya.
I plan on getting laid tonight. *nods* I don’t know, nor do I particularly care, what HIS plans are. I just know I’m getting some, even if I have to take it by force.
I know, right? I talk big. It amuses him. ;)
(but I’m totally getting laid. You watch.)
~cunt
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