New Year's Eve :)

What a wonderful feeling to wake up in my beloved’s arms on the 31^st!!! It was delightful to stretch and see his smiling face, and the warmth of his arms around me, and his soft kisses everywhere. The most wonderful feeling in the world!!!!! I snuggled with him for a long while, just enjoying the warmth of his skin against mine, until I noticed his nice morning wood greeting me! :D So I decided I should definitely take good care of that! S. enjoyed my mouth and hands on him and came a TON which made me very happy!

Then I baked him some croissants for breakfast and then made food preparations and packed them in a cooler for later that day. We both had showers and got ready to go. I had done some research and thinking about how I wanted to spend New Year’s with S. I had considered various events and parties in the city but decided a more intimate setting would be really nice for our first New Year’s Eve together. So we had reservations for two nights at a Bed & Breakfast a couple of hours drive away on a pretty lake.

We did a little shopping in town and then headed out to the B&B. It was a beautiful afternoon and evening and we took our time driving. By the time we were getting close, the sun was setting and it was absolutely breathtaking so we stopped and took lots of pictures which was fun!

The Bed & Breakfast we chose is this amazing restored Victorian mansion on a hill overlooking the lake, and when we drove up, we immediately saw that the website hadn’t exaggerated. The place was simply gorgeous! The oak paneling and ceilings, the many giant fireplaces, stained glass windows, and rich brocade drapes, all contributed to the absolutely charming atmosphere. The owners were very welcoming and before long, we were upstairs in our amazing room: It had a huge blue and white stained glass window right above the King size bed, the original soaking tub from the 1800s, and original tile in the bathroom and fireplace. We spent quite a while just gaping at everything and marveling that we would get to spend the next two nights in such a breathtaking setting!

The next two days were lots of fun! The owner cooked us gourmet breakfasts each day and we explored the lake region and the surrounding towns. We went snowshoeing together, and ate out, and just basically had a wonderful time together. Everything is SO much better when S. is with me. It’s like he’s my own private beam of sunshine, lighting up the world around me. It doesn’t matter what we are doing, he just makes it 100 times better!

On New Year’s Eve, we had a picnic in our room from the cooler I’d brought and shared a bottle of champagne. It was delicious and what more perfect way to spend the New Year, but cuddled in front of the fire, toasting each other?!!! It was absolutely wonderful!

We only brought a few toys with us to the inn, but we had a great time anyway. S. decided that we should take a bath together in the old tub and so we did, which turned out not quite how we had imagined it (I won’t get into details but imagine limbs sticking out every which way lol) and we wound up laughing our heads off most of the time. But it was great fun! J S. also put the spreader bar on me for the first time, stretched as wide as it can go. And I discovered that while it keeps my legs fairly spread when I’m lying on my back with it on, it spreads me VERY wide when I’m on my knees and makes it impossible for me to clench my ass cheeks together at all.

S. enjoyed inserting the largest butt plug when I was in that position and making me groan and try to squirm away. He was very pleased by how easily the plug went in: A testament to the weeks of anal training he put me through! I felt SO vulnerable on my knees, bent over, with my legs spread so wide by the spreader bar. There was no way for me to protect myself at all when he pushed the plug in. All I could do, was push my face into the bed and try not to moan too loudly. He teased me mercilessly that all of the other guests at the B&B would stare at me in the morning for being so loud! I was mortified at the thought.

We also spent vast amounts of time just cuddling and playing around on the giant comfy bed, and enjoying the light from the fireplace.  S. seems to find it amusing to wrap his arms around me and then quietly play with my nipples nonstop while we talk or cuddle. It’s a low-grade arousal but a constant one that keeps me dripping without any chance for respite. When I complained that him doing that to my nipples was like pushing a button that dispensed liquid between my legs, he found the idea hilarious and pressed them repeatedly, calling me a “dispenser”. >_> 

After that, he would alternate from playing with one nipple, to the other, and then inserting his finger between my lips and rubbing my clit to tease me and see how wet I was getting. At one point, I was getting so horny and frustrated, I was squirming all over the bed and he had to threaten me with the butt plug for an extended period of time if I didn’t keep my legs spread as commanded. He also repeatedly held me back from taking a diver off the side of the bed in my desperate attempts to move away from him and compose myself. I just have to point out that it’s really unfair how much stronger guys are!!!

On the second night, S. decided that it would be fun to rub my clit and tease me until I came, and then keep right on rubbing. Normally, when I play with myself, I stop the INSTANT I cum. In fact, I often will turn the toy off if I’m using a toy before I’m even finished cumming because it makes me so sensitive I simply cannot stand any stimulation at all once I reach that peak. But S. thought it would be fun to just keep right on going. And so he did, while I tried desperately to get away from him. But unfortunately for me, there was absolutely no way for me to escape, and I wound up flailing helplessly in his arms, while he mercilessly kept on stimulating me. I thought I was going to go out of my mind with the stimulation on my already engorged and insanely sensitive clit, but he kept right on going until I came a second time. After that, he thankfully let me clean up and then fall asleep in his arms once more, completely exhausted.

Here at Last!!!

UPDATE:

S. is FINALLY here!!! Let me say that again:

HE IS HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It means we have a very short time together but I’m so very grateful for any time at all!!! It was such a great feeling to see him coming down the steps at the airport at long last. I had been so stressed out over the past few days, waiting and hoping and then having my hopes dashed each day. So when I finally caught sight of him, I just started grinning and couldn’t stop! What a sight for sore eyes!!!

Poor S. was exhausted by his ordeal with his flights being cancelled, and rescheduled, and then being on standby for two full days and being stuck at an airport in the middle of nowhere. By the time we got out of the airport and drove home, it was 11:30 at night on the 30^th. He was VERY glad to finally just get here and be able to relax. He went right to the bathroom and took a long hot, relaxing bath while I finished up preparations for a very late dinner.

I had asked S. earlier that day what he would want to eat when he arrived and he just said something hot like soup. So I did a little research online and found a great baked potato soup recipe for the crock pot. I cooked it all afternoon while waiting for him to arrive, and I just had to add the finishing touches while he bathed and relaxed.  It turned out yummy!!!! And S. said he loved it, which made me very happy. I LOVE to cook for him! It makes me so very happy to be able to take good care of him by cooking foods that he really enjoys. I also made some great cookies from scratch so we had those for dessert.

After that, we both fell in bed, exhausted. There was some play but not too much since we were both so tired at this point. S. decided he wanted to get me in his favorite position where I’m on my knees on the edge of the bed, bent over, with my hands reaching back for my ankles on either side. He attached the wrist and ankle restraints and then secured each wrist to the outside of the corresponding ankle. This leaves me spread and vulnerable with my ass in the air for him to do whatever he wishes. He spent a little time with the whip, re-establishing his ownership of my ass, and making some nice new stripes, and then had his way with me. He was very excited after our being separated for so long so he came very quickly. It made me very happy to know that he was pleased.

Due to the late hour, we then just cuddled in bed and I fell asleep in his arms, feeling safe and very very loved! 

Cooking Therapy

I woke up at 7am today and groaned, knowing I wouldn't be getting back to sleep, and that there were still eleven hours before I would know for sure whether S. will FINALLY be able to make it today or not. So I decided that I needed to expend some of my nervous energy in a productive way. S. sounds sick and snuffly (and who wouldn't be sick after five freaking days of being stuck in various airports!?) so I figured soup was the way to go. I spent a little time looking online and found a recipe for a really great baked potato crock pot soup. So I went to the store, bought the ingredients, and spent the afternoon making it. I also made some oatmeal chocolate cookies from scratch while I was at it.

So, the way I figure it, I'll either have some really great soup for S. to eat if he does get here tonight, or if the flight is canceled or overbooked again, I'll just commit suicide by drowning myself in the baked potato soup. So it will come in handy either way! :P

The Waiting Game

 Day FIVE of waiting for the love of my life... S. is supposedly booked on a flight this evening, but frankly at this point I've completely given up hope of seeing him at all. I figure some new disaster will occur that will prevent him from coming to see me. He had to spend the night in an airport hotel in a strange city last night since he's now stranded in the middle of nowhere and all the flights are overbooked. He was number 18 on the standby list for the flights last night so basically had zero chance whatsoever of getting on a plane. Plus now he's getting sick: he's all snuffly and has a nasty cough. So if he ever gets here, he's just going to be staying in bed while I nurse him until he's well enough to go home.

The stress of waiting and hoping desperately day after day and then having my hopes smashed repeatedly each day has finally gotten to me too, and while I haven't fallen ill, I've spent most of the last two nights sleepless and most of the morning today in tears. I simply don't dare to hope that I might see S. today because if I have my hopes smashed one more time, I'm going to completely lose it. I'm a big mess at the moment. :(  In fact, I think if S. ever does make it, I won't dare wear any makeup because I'm just going to sob in relief if I ever get to see him again.

Arrrrrrgh!!!

S. spent the entire day at the airport again today and STILL wasn't able to get on a plane, due to them all being overbooked. I had a completely miserable day and now I'm too mad about the situation to even sleep. At this point, the earliest he would be able to arrive isn't until very late tomorrow night. So even if he does finally make it we will only have 2 days together until I have to go back to work! :( :( :( This has been the single worst vacation EVER!!!! I'm normally a very non-violent person, but at this point, I'm so pissed I could gladly smash something...preferably over an airline employee's head! ARRRRRRRRRRRRGH!!!!! :( :( :(

Sad Panda :(

 So yeah... I used to think I liked snow. Now I'm thinking it might be time for me to move to South Africa. You know that really wonderful blizzard that's been blanketing the country? Well S. has now gone to the airport two freaking days running to try to come see me and both times his flights have been cancelled :( :( :( The last time he went, they actually got him on the plane, and then came and pulled him off it again because his connecting flight was canceled. At this point, we've lost 3 days together!!! :( This is making me very unhappy because I haven't seen him in four and a half months and I MISS HIM!!!!!!! Argh! And the next time I'll get a chance to see him is Spring.

So he plans to try again tomorrow. Thank god the weather across the country looks better. All I can say is that if anything goes wrong this time, he better grow wings and fly here himself because I'm going to go out of my mind!!! :( I so hope that I will have something GOOD to post soon!!!!!!!

Have a Very Anal Christmas

Christmas Eve Day, and only TWO more days until S. comes!!! I am getting so excited! I simply cannot wait! I have missed him so very much, and now the time is nearly here when I get to snuggle in his wonderful arms and inhale his amazing scent and feel his soft lips on mine once again. What more could a girl want for Christmas?!!! S. will be here for 11 days so there will be plenty of time to have tons of fun!!! :)

I love the picture above because it represents what I want most to give S. for Christmas: ME! :) I want to be available and ready for him at any time for him to do anything he chooses. I yearn to please him and make him happy! And the rear view is appropriate because I have been training for months now to be prepared for my first anal sex.

S. is getting excited too! He keeps talking about all of the positions he plans to put me in. Between the under the bed restraint system, my bed with open wrought iron scroll work, the leather cuffs and ankle restraints, and the brand new spreader bar, he certainly has a wide variety of options to choose from!

He has also ordered me to finger myself every hour on the hour until his plane lands Sunday evening. No toys, and no cumming: Just finger myself until I'm mad horny and then stop. Since he's not arriving until the evening, that means that I'm going to have to finger myself between 8 and 12 times, depending what time I wake up in the morning and whether his flights are delayed. That's a LOT!!! Let's just say, that I am going to be dripping wet and going out of my mind by the time he finally gets here!!! He's also messing with my head, saying he's just going to put his mouth down there and breathe warm air onto my pussy but not touch it, just to make me go insane once he finally does arrive. When I groaned loudly at this idea, he said: "What?! A horny slave, is a good slave, right?" GRRR!

I've had a couple of questions from friends on slaveduties about how the anal training is going. (If you don't know about slaveduties and her AMAZING website, here is the link: slaveduties.) So here is an update: Today was my last day of using an anal plug before S. comes as I get weekends off to rest and heal. So I used the biggest plug today as my last preparation for what S. likes to refer to as "The Main Event" which will occur at some point of his choosing while he is here. I posted a picture above of the big pink plug I used today. it's the largest one I own and the way it's shaped makes my ass just ache. But I figured I'd better be ready, so I used it today. I texted S. to tell him and said: "Aren't I being a good girl?" His response was: "Don't you mean a good SLAVE?" Gah, I'll never get used to being called that! >_< And I have a sinking feeling I'll be hearing it a lot over Christmas break...

S. has been very pleased with my progress these past couple of weeks: The plugs now all go right in with no problem and although I still can't say that I enjoy the sensation, I can deal with it a lot more easily than before. I feel good about the fact that I clearly have succeeded in stretching my rear regions for S. and while I'm still scared about the whole thing, the idea of being able to please him with the gift of that hole makes me very happy. It's something he has wanted for a very long time and it will be a first for both of us! I'm sure when the time comes, I'll be shaking and my teeth will be chattering, but I think I'm about as prepared as possible at this point.

Other than that, I'm both very very excited and very very nervous about everything I have to look forward to this holiday! :) I know that I'll be sporting a brand new set of welts before long once S. has his way with my ass. And I look forward to that shivery feeling of pain and pleasure that comes with feeling him run his fingers gently over the raised welts he's put there. He's also going to be bringing a leash and I have ordered a collar that I have never put on... I've never worn one and the whole idea makes me pretty much wanna hide under the bed. So that's going to be umm... interesting. He's also talked about putting me in a rope harness and making me go out and do things with it on; shackling me to the spreader bar when we go to bed, so he can have his way with me all night long any time he pleases; and whipping and clamping my VERY sensitive nipples. As for the rest, well he has a wicked imagination, so I'm sure there will be plenty of surprises in store for me. So yeah... it's going to be an interesting Christmas all around!