Tearing Down the Walls (another boy post)

Fear plays a big role in the life of a human slave. Its fear of upsetting your owner and receiving punishment that keeps you in line. Its fear of the unknown that dominates your first foray into the world of submission. Maybe fear of rejection keeps you from speaking of your lifestyle with loved ones. Whatever your fear, i've come to learn it can drastically hinder your ability to serve.

It wasn't until last Friday that many of my fears became clear to me. i allowed my limits to be pushed farther than ever before, but panicked as it happened. No matter how hard i tried, i couldn't detach myself and let my mind slip to its "darker" half. It wouldn't have solved anything in the end but at least i'd have been blissfully unaware.

While at first i was upset, i'm now very grateful it happened as it did. It wasn't long after that that things changed. i could almost feel my barriers breaking from within. Apprehension seemed to melt away, leaving true freedom in its wake. And yes, i know that sounds odd from the lips...or finger tips... of a slave.

From that moment on i was free to give myself over to Mistress without fear and i cannot express how amazing that feels. i. Do. Not. Have. Limits. i can now truly say i belong to my owner. i am an object. A possession. i've no apprehension, no fears, and no restraints (other than those placed on my by Mistress Herself, of course.)

i am a free slave.

Boobs with John Waters' Mustache (Another boy post)

Good morrow ladies and and gents and welcome to another installment of boy Meets World. Just kidding. I'm not nearly gay enough to name my section of the blog after anything Fred Savage did.

You know you're far gone when your owner loses the ability to text for two days and it felt like such unending torture that when She gets that ability back you almost gasm with joy. As the really obnoxious commercial says, i'm there.

But for once, today's post isn't going to be Pinky-centric. Today's blog is all about Starshine. Kinda.

Its actually all about Starshine's boobies. A topic i admittedly know little about. In fact, the extent of my knowledge begins and ends with "They're really big."

But that didn't stop me from thrusting...hehe... myself into another challenge of endurance and possible retardation as i often do. See, if you spend enough time around me, you eventually learn that you can get me to do anything by saying i wont do it. For some reason, i'm incredibly prone to random short bursts of cockiness that make me think i can, and often, should, do some really stupid shit. For instance, a few months back, i turned a Mistress imposed 5 day masturbation ban into a 6 week self imposed ban, which then turned into three more weeks. During that extra 3 weeks i imposed a stipulation saying i would add three more weeks for every primary Obama lost, and would impose a lifelong ban if he became the nominee but lost the presidency. i am sofa king retarded.

Last night, while talking to SS, i made the comment that i would think about her boobs all day today. i don't remember why i said it other than it was a joke in response to something she said. But her response triggered my ego so fast i forgot where i was for a moment. "No you won't. You're not going to do that." i was as good as challenged.

Its now 11:03 in the morning. i've been up since 8:30. Since the terms were vague, i decided it would be most challenging and true to the challenge if i have one thought about SS's pillows per minute. Its been 2.5 hours, and i've learned something about myself; i'm only capable of having so many thoughts about tits, especially those not belonging to my girlfriend. i've failed as a man...

Despite this shortcoming, i soldier on, conjuring up a (hopefully) new image every minute. Its going to be a long day...

Also, id like to personally apologize to Pinky. i'm not sure if this'll piss Her off or not. God damnit >.<

~i'm the least you could do

Mayo-Cake Test Results

And the verdict:



BEST BLOODY CAKE ON THE FACE OF THIS PLANET!!!!!!


I will have to make this again. And again. And again.





And again.


*noms cake like rabid chocky demon*






And again.

Mayonnaise... in cake.... WTF???

So, this is where you ask Me “If you multiply space continuum by how many times a person with severe OCD needs to check if the oven is off, what would you get?”

And I reply with an unnervingly blank stare, “If quizzes are quizzical, then what are tests?”

Ba-dump.

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Ok, so a really fucking weird intro to a very fucking late post. Betcha I made ya smirk just a little, though, ;-).

I meant to post sooner, but ya know, Life and all that rot. Or just plain apathy. Ahhh, apathy… Tis a cruel, cruel Mistress. Anywho, I’m back, and waiting for My bloody mayo chocolate cake to cool down so I can put frosting on it and have Chef’s taste test. Yes, I just said mayo chocolate cake. I’ll leave an update later on the rate of success.

Didn’t do much today, woke up rather late, actually. Well, woke up around 9.30 and decided I could do with a little more sleep being the fact that I have no clue when I officially was flowing through R.E.M bliss, then woke up at 12.22. I haven’t gotten up at that time in a long while. Can’t remember much after that, I know I spoke with starshine for a little bit before she was off to a snobby little child’s birthday party. Always fun, those snobby ones. *rolls eyes*

Went to Wally-mart and got ingredients for said mayo cake, and fudge brownies which I will probably make tomorrow. Must save some for the boy, which means I will have to padlock it in some safe that doesn’t exist in My house in hopes that the HandyMan won’t sense it’s luscious, chocolately presence. (you poor soul, you must be thinking Who in THE hell is the bloody HandyMan, and why is he eating your food?!?! I’ll explain one day, ^_^.)

I spent most of the day with boy yesterday. It was approximately OH MY FUCKING GOD MY SKIN IS MELTING! Degrees Fahrenheit, so I decided to meet up with boy at the pool. Thank the merciful pool god that he kept the water relatively cool by the time we got there; I was almost sure that it’d be a very unsatisfying temperature. We lounged for a bit, until I couldn’t ignore the menacing growls My stomach was emitting. Silly Mistress didn’t eat before She went to the pool, so Her and boy had to leave a bit earlier than wanted.

I made wheat spaghetti with turkey ground beef and Italian sausage tomato sauce. It was pretty damn yummy, if I do say so Meself, ^_^. I had it with some flavored rice, like My grandmother used to make. Brought back good memories of her, for once, lol. Shocking for those of you who know Me, I know, XP. boy and I watched I am Legend either after or during dinner; twas pretty good, =). I almost cried when he had to kill the doggy, *sniffle*. I’m such a sucker for pets. *smiles lovingly at boy* ^.^

Although he did anger Me some point after the movie, which put a damper on things. I did not hit him, nor did I spank him or torture him in any other physical way. I left him alone. Sometimes I sat there with him, but didn’t speak to him. After a bit of that, I decided that I couldn’t sit there anymore, because the anger was still very raw, and I could’ve said damn near anything. I don’t like to feel like I don’t have control over My emotions, thoughts, words, etc. Anger is such a destructive yet tantalizing thing. One can very easily lose themselves in it. And I did not want that. Reminded Me far too much of My father. I did not want to be like him. I never want to be like him, period, but I know the same rage sleeps within Me, so I at least try to convince Myself that I have power over it.

I inevitably forgave boy. The silence and solitude (even with the HandyMan’s dogs to keep him company) was enough punishment. He felt like shit for pissing Me off, as he said. There were even a few tears which surprised Me. I wiped them away and held him tightly. I debated earlier whether to send him home or not, and not speak with him till (maybe) the next day, but then I thought it honestly wasn’t such a horrible misdeed. Call Me soft-hearted, or what have you, but I firmly believe that just because I’m a Mistress, does not mean I shouldn’t be fair some of the time.

The night ended with some relieved cuddling, and kisses. And some yummy moments which I won’t get into *evil smirk* Love ya, Rhaythe.

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I have work tomorrow, and I really… really don’t want to go, but I need money, so.. Gotta. Especially if I want to get special shtuffs for My babies, ^_^. Which, really, is for Myself, but there’s something in it for them, usually *grins*. Might get My check either Tues. or Wed., depending on how much of a lazy fuck Harvey is feeling this week. I hate that man. Anywho, going to taste My mayo cake, and three-way with the little ones, ^.^.

…. I just realized how bad that sounded. O.o….

little ones= My brat subby, and My slavey-poo.

Good night all.

~Pinky

Sharing in the house of boy (another boy post)

There are few things in life better than sharing something you're passionate about with someone you're passionate about. To be able to bring the one (or ones) you love into your world and introduce them to something new, and for them to become just as if not more interested is a wonderful gift.

i was recently given that gift in the form of politics, something that seems to be in my very DNA. i've been told i've inherited this obsession with the news and politics from my father. Saddly i can't remember sitting with him watching the evening news as i've been told i did on several occasions, but i'm grateful for those times. It's like he gave me the past, present, and the future. My father essentially gave me a front row seat to history as it unfolded. He lived (kinda) every father's dream of giving their child the world, in convenient soundbite form no less.

i feel blessed to have been able to pass the political torch over to my love Pinky.
Together, we've watched debates, primaries, and campaigne coverage of our man, Obama, adorably cheering him on every step of the way. Together, we've found hope in the future, watched history being made, and planned and schemed to participate in making said history. Side by side we've made memories that we'll be able to look back on years from now, and marvel at how they (hopefully) changed our world.

Politics, especially this presidential primary, have had a huge impact on my life, and i hope and believe they've had an impact on Hers. And maybe She would have found Her way into this new territory on Her own, and i'm sure She would have taken note of the history being made on Her own, but i'm incredibly pleased that i was able to bring this world to Her doorstep.

Speaking of sharing, the lovely Starshine (whom im learning is appropriately named) has started sharing her books with us as of late. In typical Starshinery, she's taken to cutely reading to Pinky and i at night. But she doesn't just read to us, oh now. This is Starshine. She takes on the characters. Her accent changes slightly for different characters, and my personal favorite, whispers when the story calls for it. She makes it her own, and thats the best part. And proving my theory that she is indeed insane, she actually ENJOYS reading to people.

Soon she'll be reading the Harry Potter series to us. i can't wait for that. The characters voices have been covered by the movies, so i really want to see SS's (okay...bad initials... >.<) take on them. It should be interesting if not grin-inducing adorable. I hate you double s... you make me sound gay...er. And finally, Pinky and i have been working on a caricature of the three of us that i really like. Especially because it makes me look skinny. But that's just because there was no big boy option. Ah well. i hope you like all the same. i think it sums us up rather nicely.




With that, i leave you with love.

~i love you all and theres absolutely nothing you can do about it.

Super Fuckin Tuesday (yay Primaries!)

Happy Day After Cinco De Mayo, everyone. I thought it kinda sucked that the day for drinking excruciating amounts of alcohol and having a good reason for it (Gassy Ass Mehico), landed on a bloody Monday. And to everyone's surprise, I did not drink on Day O' Drinking, ^_^. Yay Me. Nah, can't drink as much as I used to anyway. Whoo almost getting alcohol poisoning to traumatize My body.


Anywho, tis Tuesday, and it started kinda shitty. Then progressed to becoming more shitty. I won't get into what got Me that way, because I don't want to drown in it again, soooo... Let's just leave it at I'm better now, ^_^.


Yesterday was awesome-o cause I got to spend uber time with slavey boy, and chat in the rain with him, ^.^. his lack of shame was especially apparent, cause he decided to change his pants behind a tree in daylight hours, with houses all around. Bloody exhibitionist. XP


The day before yesterday he wandered over to My house once again. (I think he might be obsessed. XD *whispers* It's ok, Me too.) I believe that is the day I decided to use My lovely new implements, and oh were they wonderful. That material is much more gratifying and bruise-making than My other little toys. Then again boy's skin is exquisitely sensitive and made out of Sadist's-dream-come-true, so, ^_^. Can't wait to try it on starshine; I wonder if her skin is just as sensitive... *giggle*.


So the package with boy's present in it JUST got paid for like.. today, and it won' t be here till maybe 2-6 days from now, *massive pouty lip*. I was all excited that it was gonna come either today or tomorrow. Damn paypal. Ah well. I just hope it gets here before I leave for Tampa Friday, if not boy'll have to stare at it til I get back, XP. Bwa ha ha ha haaaaaaa!! Oh the torment.


Currently listening to TDG, Home. How convenient. *reverts to beasty*


Going to meet up with boy at the pool in a bit. Then off to the magical land of boy Hood to watch Le Primaries, and laugh hysterically when Mr. O politically rapes Clinton in all orifices. Then rape boy's orifices out of joy.


^_^.


I'm off then. As the luscious Keith says,

"Goodnight, and good luck."

*throws crumpled paper at screen*


~Pinky

Lucky #13

I just realized that I got My period on the day of the thirteenth blog post. o.O *Twilight Zone music*


Anywho, sorry about the lack of posting. And for the most likely unwanted information above. There will be a lot of that here, so either love it or leave. Today's been a lazy day for the most part. Still have yet to start the many chores that await My attention, but I have a very good excuse to be lazy. Everyone knows not to mess with a woman who's on her first day of Aunt flowiness. Especially if there is uterus-tearing cramps and major muscle aches. Thank god I found icecream in My freezer. I don't know what I would've done.


Aww, I also realized that I believe starshine and I are in sync, ^.^. I am such a morbid romantic. Why are you people with Me? XD.


Yesterday (Thursday, May 1st), I ventured over to boy's house and we watched most of a Family Guy episode, and then watched All Dogs Go To Heaven, with cuddles, ^__^. Very productive day, *nodnod*. OH! And I got starshine's presseennttt in the mail yesterdaaayy, ^.^. Should be getting boy's package soon, too. The tormenting continues. *evil grin*


So the kitchen is almost done. All the appliances have been installed, and are working, we just need to paint the walls, fix some cabinets, and the dishwasher, then I shall have a working brand new kitchen!! YAAAAYY!!! I don't have enough ingredients at home to make anything, or I would've done it the day I knew that I could use the stove lol. Ah wells. Soon, ^_^. Must make lemon cake with chocolate icing for The Fudge Demon, and cookies for My babies, =^.^=!


Spoke with starshine for a long time last night/morning. she sounds so different now.. The only word I can use to describe her is Awakened. In every sense. Cognizant of her surroundings, most of all her emotions, realizations of certain things from her past, how they have affected her, etc. It's amazing, she sounds like a new person. A better person. she can finally strive towards making her life and herself happier, take those steps, make those changes. she has a new strength in her that blows My mind, and yet I always knew she had it in her. We are very much alike in some ways..

I can't wait to see her in July, ^____^!!! It's been way too long. The fact that she originally lived about 3 blocks away from My house doesn't help the wait for that damned month to come, but it does evoke old memories, =). Can't wait for all of us to be together finally, and go out to dinner, and watch movies, and and and!! ...Shtuffs, *goofy grin*. ^.^


Guh, I must start doing chores or else I'll never get around to them, >.<. Au revoir pour maintenant, Ma amies.


Wishing I had some Midol, chocolate, and two certain subbies nearby,


~Pinky.