Last Hurrah

This girl has not been blogging -- or even keeping up with blogs she's enjoyed -- for far too long.

But that's how life is, isn't it? Bogged down in the day-to day.

As 2010 weaves its way into 2011, like so many others, i am in a reflective mood. Many things have happened this year. I began my "dream job" and all of its challenges, am working on a graduate degree, and in many ways this has been the best year i've had in a decade. This girl, however, is never satisfied.

As i type this entry, snuggled into our bed and naked as usual, i am warm from the blankets and comforter and not Master. I can feel the tingle of the dilator not His touch.

What do i hope the new year brings? Challenges most certainly lie ahead. How to balance work, coursework, and slave-hood. Can that be balanced?

I hope the new year brings more opportunities to grow and explore.

Not one for the new year's resolution deal, i am going to make a committed effort to keeping up with this blog, wearing the dilator, and taking care of myself. These are tasks Master has given me.  Tasks His girl has been less than consistent with and wishes to improve in the coming months.

Of course, i hope the new year brings lots and lots of sex.  We have some new toys to play with, and i can't hardly wait.  I am missing the good old four-times-a day encounters (that's over 1,000 times a year!) and lengthy scenes.  Somehow we need to find time for this--it is too important to let go.

Ho Ho Ho

This picture is reminiscent of a favorite movie -- "It's a major award!"

Well, perhaps not but it's a leg Master loves (and if you look carefully, you'll see His girl getting ready for the new year).

SAHS

This slave has discovered she would be perfectly happy, perfectly content, perfectly satisfied to be a full-time stay-at home slave. She enjoys getting out and the challenge of her work, but in her heart, she would like nothing better than to be 100 percent, 365/24/7 devoted and serving only her Master. For despite enjoying her job, serving Master is what she likes best.

In Celebration of the 5th Anniversary of HNT

It was easy for me to find my first HNT picture, since i'm pretty new at this. It's personally one of my favorites with fond memories of waiting for Master to come home and  have His way with His little slave girl.

I'm looking forward to strolling down other HNTers memory lanes.  Obasso's Memory Lane

Tired HNT

 It's been a long week, and i'm tired.  Seasonal allergies, lack of sleep, too many orgasms, or maybe a combination of all of these. All i want to do is stretch out and sleep.

Happy HNT!

Tied Up -- Happy HNT

There's something comforting for me about being bound by Master.  When He winds the rope around me, i feel quiet.  Thoughts slip away, the busy self-chatter silences, and i just am.  Master tried something different today; He bound me before we went to sleep.  As i lay next to Him, under His arm or leg at times, rolling over feeling the rope gently press into my flesh, feeling His weight against me, i felt secure.  Cocoon-like. Wrapped in His love and care.  After He unbound me, the lovely impressions were left upon my skin.  Reminders of His ownership and of His love.  I have been floating in a lovely space all day.  The marks are gone, but the feeling remains.  I am bound to Him with rope and love.  (**PS, to see what transpired after the rope came off, take a peak at Master's HNT page. Look closely for some faint rope lines.)

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In honor of Earth Day, a little something green.

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