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Wednesday, December 5, 2007, 5:17:44 AM- | ||||||
Hmmm...work was sucktastic today. I had a couple of good days and then a yuck one. The yuck brings me the doldrums and it's hard to feel sexy and beautiful when I feel dumb and clumsy. I feel everything to its core. Good days, bad days. I am not a duck. This blog is to get out my frustrations as they come, sexual or otherwise, happy or otherwise. Today is an apparently otherwise day. This whole exhibitionistic journey - so much potential for excitement, and that tiny chance that people will be mean and hurtful. It's somewhat hart to reconcile. But none of it has to be decided tonight. Yay. | ||||||
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Tuesday, December 4, 2007, 5:21:33 AM- on my knees | ||||||
before you, hands clasped behind my back, looking up at you, adoring. Leaning forward, presenting my cheek to you. To be slapped if I've been bad. To be slapped if I've been good. Feeling the sting of your hand and fingers as they make swift and brutal contact with my soft cheek ... I crave this connection. I need your discipline. I welcome your firm touch. I ache for absolute submission to your will. | ||||||
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Monday, December 3, 2007, 6:12:50 AM- Starting over | ||||||
So I threw a huge fit last weekend and made everyone's lives miserable and demanded that J remove our pictures. Which couldn't be done without deleting our account. Once again, my reactions are more horrible than the situation calls for and I have to eat my words. Being a bad girl is not what I want to be for my man. I want to be punished when he finds it necessary, but I don't want to be this person that acts and overreacts in such a way that he has to punish me. | ||||||
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