Bed post

One staple fantasy I think almost every sub has is the whole tied spread eagle to the bed. It's like fantasizing with training wheels, it's there. It's that first step.

Or maybe that's just me. Either way.

Master tied me down to the bed. The stretch in my arms and legs, the inability to really impact anything, and the feelings as he taped rotor after rotor after rotor onto the shivering sensitive places on my body... *shiver* It was delicious.

I was already soaking wet by the time he came home, panting and trying not to struggle as he taped a rotor onto each nipple, and nuzzled the biggest against my clit before securing it in place. The thick wireless egg slipped inside my pussy very easily - blindfolded, gagged, I yanked at the ropes as the little vibes came to life all over me.

And then Master went to go play a game. Literally. I lay there tied down to the bed, whimpering, struggling against the binds, enjoying the pleasures coursing through me, all while trying not to make too much noise. From time to time he would excuse himself, making adjustments to the tempo and/or strength of the vibes. Usually the wireless inside me would be the most distracting, but the one nestled against my clit certainly won out more often than not. Surprisingly the ones on my nipples were far more effective that I expected them to be.

I was on edge rather quickly, slipping into not giving a damn about whether or not I was over heard, falling into the pleasure and the helplessness like a good little sub <3

I don't know how long the pleasure went on before Master got the flog out, but I remember the rush of sensations as it skimmed across my body. The near orgasmic pleasure tinged with pain as it licked at my cunt, kissed along my breasts. I was almost grateful that I didn't have Master's full and undivided attention, as there weren't any ice cubes or wax drops, no prickly wheel, or anything to take the place of the rotors on my chest.

I was beginning to think I was going to cum just from the vibrations against my nipples. A suck, lick, or tender nibble from my Master might've been the only thing missing by the time he pulled the egg out of my messy dripping slit. Just the barest touch from his hands made me jump, the pleasurable sensation was strong and very unexpected.

When his fingers plunged inside, the slight curl to hit that delightful g-spot, I nearly came. It didn't even take much after that. I came hard, and with a little extra stimulation (the rotor on my clit wasn't on as far as I could tell) I probably would've soaked Master's hand and half the bed while I was at it -^^-

Though, that's far from a complaint. The entire session was fantastically enjoyable, and I look forward to doing it again... and again <3 Little variations make all the difference I'm sure, but the basic setup was just divine <3

The Games We Play

So, being that I'm in a long distance relationship - though admittedly not for much longer (yay!), I find that there's two things (aside from daydreaming up bdsm fantasies) that I do a lot of.

Look at porn and play sex games.

Wetpussy is a good place to go. There's more than just bdsm themed games there, and the best part is they're free. Now you can wander around and find most of them have a pay version, or hell, some of them are trials that link directly to the pay versions.

So far there's only one I've paid for and quite frankly, it was worth every meager penny.

Kasumi: Rebirth is addictive. It's even More addictive when you remove the trial restrictions and can play the game full throttle. You don't have to worry about certain actions freezing it, etc etc. There's extra backgrounds, costumes, voice overs (with english and japanese, and even a natural bilingual option too O.o ). I can't remember where I got mine from - some indy games download place. If I can find it I'll update this post with the info.

Most of this is cause I don't have a nice cuddly and equally horny Master within arms' reach to do similar naughty and possibly just cuddly things with. I need some sort of outlet, and the games provide a nice one. Oddly though, for better or worse, both the games and the porn lately have lost their edge. Instead of getting lost in the story/setup/options I find that for the most part I'm just wanting to be around my lover more than before.

With my move on the horizon this isn't a bad thing, and probably a nice healthy turn for the best. I think it'll do a lot for my writing too, since most of the time I stop because I get heartsick. ^^;

Levels of Wet

I've noticed I tend to make a mess. From squirting to just plain old getting horny and wet. I'm sure certain things affect this, like hydration, teasing, time elapsed, etc.

What I don't get is how sometimes I can get really really wet and barely cum at all. Other times I can wonder what the hell's wrong why am I not getting turned on and that's when the mother of all orgasms hits.

Now, I'd just shrug it off as varying states of hydration, but I don't really change how much or how little I'm drinking on a day to day basis. I drink my big jug of water almost empty every day, and the days I don't I don't leave much in the silly thing at all. So it can't really be that big of a difference I wouldn't think.

Maybe there's really no direct connection between the two. Juices produced vs. amount of horniness felt. I'd say "This calls for experimentation!" But honestly, I'm in no real position to keep track of that sort of thing. 9 times out of 10 I kinda lose my head and roll right on into la-la land. And I Like la-la land, so I don't want to specifically drag myself out of it just to keep track of something like this.

Maybe it has something to do with how much or little penetration... though that can't be it. Unless dildos and cocks are juice absorbent and it just seems like I'm wet enough to be frothy before anything goes in and then nearly dry when things come out.

Again, "This calls for experimentation!"

Fantasies

Everyday I masturbate 2 times. At the least. Generally before I go to bed, and before I go to work (I work the night shift). One's to help me sleep, the other's to help relax me before work takes over. I'd say it's almost mechanical, as it's more for the release than anything else. But the nice part about it are the fantasies, the little mini stories that give me nice ideas to relay to Master.

Like, being in a truck yard and being led around by a leash until we find a suitable trucker for me to service. Having the man bend me over right in the lot and take me while Master watches, whispering little orders, enjoying as I get closer and closer and finally telling me to cum so the poor trucker can experience what it's like when a woman orgasms.

Or being tied up in front of a bunch of people, with another little sub between my legs, eating me out with a tongue vibrator and trying to push me over the edge while I try my best not to cum in front of everyone.

Or being bent over and tied to a horse, red ass in the air, toys purring away, listening to Master call me a good girl as his cock slowly sinks into my ass, filling me up as I'm covered in lash marks and toys.

So... yeah, I have good fantasies ^_^

I can has a twitter~

So, I realized there's some things that come to my mind that I'd love to get off my chest and share. But I can't on my main twitter account cause half the people that follow me would go up the wall ape-shit to find out I'm not a proper vanilla girl.

If you -want-, you can follow me @TiedUpPet ^_^

Time vs. Inclination

I love to write, and I've got enough time to do at least a little bit of it every day. I go through these bouts though of not having the inclination. Now, sometimes there's just too much stuff on my mind, whether it be concerns about work, family, etc. Sometimes I just plain don't feel like writing (typing), and actually managing to do so becomes a huge pain in the ass.

The problem is I've got a LOT of writing I want to do. Completing my 3rd novel, working on starting a new series, short stories for her, etc etc. I don't know if I need to manage my time better, or if I need a stronger motivation. I've always been self-driven when it comes to writing, but this blog (one that has a posting schedule set by my Master) certainly sees a LOT more love than the one I have for my novels and the characters.

Does this mean I crave the kind of D/s relationship we have in the bedroom in other aspects as well? Would being told to write on certain days during certain times "or else" really be something that would spur on my abilities? Or would the natural ebb of how I write just end up causing writer's block in that time frame? Do I even have the right to expect my Master to take on such a responsibility for me, a full grown and fully capable adult?

I do know that my impending move has taken a lot of my mind-wandering Oh-I-should-write-that-down kind of creativeness away, but honestly moving from Ohio to Arizona is a big freakin' move. Being distracted by it is only natural.

Should a D/s relationship be totally inclusive though? Should I turn myself over to my Master that fully to begin with? I mean, nevermind I don't think he wants that kind of relationship anyway, but it makes my mind reel. I don't have a problem handing things over in the bedroom - so to speak - but when it comes to just about everything else, the road's equality, not subservience.

Either way, tomorrow I'm going to try to post about some of the fantasies I've been having lately. I don't know whether or not to blame Master or my own apparently repressed desires, but goodness more and more they've included complete strangers >.>

Well there goes that

I had this great train of thought for a halfway decent post about something that would have totally been interesting to someone I'm sure.

Instead I went to the movies with my mom and a couple of her friends (Safe House, I liked it, but mom thought it was too slow) and the side-show that came with the movie has since derailed my train of thought.

I'm an open minded person. I am. I don't even care about semi-inappropriate displays of affection. It's 2012, most people don't even pay attention to that crap anymore. Except.

My mom.

And it wouldn't have been so bad I don't think, if said couple had been - in some capacity at the least - an actual couple. Instead it was a 40+ year old man and a 18ish year old boy making all sorts of petting and coziness in the corner.

And this is just the information I managed to hear second hand that I didn't even WANT to hear. My mom's pretty open to about anything, so when something was causing her to spazz out I was more than happy to go on being blissfully ignorant about the entire situation.

But she wouldn't stop talking about it, and I ended up with Waaaaaaaay more information than I wanted. And now I can't really think about anything else with any kind of clarity to be able to write about it.

Honestly though, it felt good to get that off my chest. I'll keep physical descriptions of said oddball couple to myself - it just makes it worse.