Sunday, June 8, 2014
Tuesday, June 3, 2014
|St. Peter and Paul Catholic Church;|
Sunday, June 1, 2014
We are terribly sorry for vanishing, going very quiet and taking our blog suddenly private. We won't discuss the reasons, except to say we needed to do a bit of cleaning, refreshing and sanitizing. We aren't done, but most people probably won't notice the difference.
There will be some changes to what we will discuss within the posts here. The focus will remain on Sir and mouse's relationship -- our interactions with each other, things we learn about ourselves as we go. Changes to our dynamic are appropriate. With that in mind, mostly mouse blog will have a different focus.
Sir also for once was quite forthcoming about what the summer months will bring. We have discussed at some length what our joint expectations are and totally happy to report we're on the same page. We defy definitions, consensual slavery, taken in hand, domestic discipline are all part of who we are. All Sir hopes is that mouse will become less fearful about what the neighbors will think and feel empowered to embrace her submission.
A final note, to all those of you who emailed, tweeted and got into contact with mouse -- the outpouring of concern and understanding was amazing!
It was difficult not to blog the past several days. But it's really, really good to be back.
Friday, May 23, 2014
Thursday, May 22, 2014
Maybe it's more about compartmentalizing different areas of her life or the uncertainty of what the summer months will bring for us, or more specifically for mouse. Sometimes it feels daunting and overwhelming, while other times it feels simple. Maybe mouse has been over-thinking, needlessly mired in "what will the neighbors think?" The rational answer is who cares what the damn neighbors think! Who cares if someone mouse doesn't really care about lifts an eyebrow because she fetches Sir a plate of food at a party, or serves others.
Tuesday, May 20, 2014
Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again...
Sunday, May 18, 2014
And every time I touch you, you just tremble insideAnd I know how much you want me that you can't hide
Friday was odd, having finished the chores relatively early mouse decided an afternoon nap was in order. Just felt so sleepy and the whole week felt stressful. So as mouse napped, she began to dream. Normally, she doesn't remember her dreams much, and even more rarely does she have a dirty dream.
But in this dream mouse sent Daddy a text begging him to orgasm, which he said ok to (yeah only in a dream), so dreamland mouse got the hitachi and made herself orgasm...really it was intense! After, mouse sent Daddy a text message thanking him. That's something mouse would totally do too. Outside our bedroom door, however mouse heard his phone, "ding."
He came into the room, dressed in the suit he wore to work, but looked a bit different. Oh, it might have been the raging hard-on he had, or the way he stroked himself. He entered her in the rear and it was like mouse could feel it. Pummeling her ass...
Long after dinner and work, Daddy and mouse were whispering in bed. The dirty dream subject came up, and mouse recounted it for him.
Being the logical soul he is, he questioned the dream...like how could he get from work to outside the bedroom so quickly, his phone is kept on silent so it wouldn't make noise...
How could he climb onto the bed from the foot, when we have a footboard?
The shutters were open slightly and moonlight streamed inside, Daddy pulled mouse close to him, holding her body and pulling her up sliding her down onto him. His hands toying under the nightgown, capturing and twisting a nipple as she writhed on him. O Master!
The dream was very hot, but the real thing is always a little better.