don’t move …

when Master decides to be naughty, He can be really naughty!!

He woke up ready and feeling primal, the way He fucked me long and hard was a dead give away!! His voice is always lower and more growling words than saying them. *wink*

He likes to grab my legs and hold me as open and wide as His arms will reach while He has His way with my pussy! sometimes He’ll pin me down by my thighs – He likes to grab and squeeze them, biting His nails into my skin … leaving His mark i suppose!

‘Get over and on your hands and knees’ He growls, He’s not quite finished with me yet!

Master takes His fill of His little fuck toy then leaves His seed all over my back.

‘I like to see you like this, with My mark and scent. Now don’t move or you’ll spill.’ He’s playing with me now, messing with my head as He uses all the naughty, evil words to describe me …

fuck toy, cum slut, whore …. you get the picture. i like humiliation and objectification. He knows it makes me wet and so He starts rubbing and playing with my pussy.

i’m all curled up like a little potato bug, His cum still on my back and He tells me not to spill!! *Yikes* His fingers are finding my wetness, inside and out – constant teasing and torture … first i’m whimpering, then moaning, then more of a groaning sounds is escaping my lips *wink* as i try not to move too much or ‘spill’.

‘If you spill me off your back, I’ll stop .’

i can hear the grin and sadism in His voice. He likes to fuck with my head as well as my body!!

I can cum if i want to He says, as long as i don’t spill a drop!! i’m getting closer, and closer, oh so close …. there are no ropes or chains in sight but i’m in bondage none the less …

and just like that, the dogs start acting up, the world outside crashes in and my pussy now has to wait until He’s in the mood for me again … *UGH*

***** ***** *****

this memory keeps creeping into my mind. i guess this way of keeping me in chastity also works! UGH

happy hump day, friends!

❤ n

primal passions, all tied up … (or just a ramble) lol

i decided not to hang out in my sweats on friday – i decided i needed to jump in and try to at least have some sort of kinky time …

it has been so long that i’m not sure either of us remembers all the details of what we had hashed out over the years!! but one thing i did kind of remember and asked Him about.

we decided long ago that it was better for me to have the option of ‘playing’ with toys or just myself as long as there was no edging or cumming without permission! it works better for us this way because it keeps me in the right frame of mind, it keeps me horny and then it keeps me engaged.

His work keeps Him busy and not always able to check His phone or receive my messages. i wouldn’t expect Him to at work anyway but it does hinder any kind of kinky naughtiness i may want to get up to!! *chuckle* after a lot of time and frustration on both parts, He decided this plan would be the best way forward …. i had just kind of forgotten, and the drugs of course … that didn’t help! so ..

so on friday i played around with a toy that gets very little use! poor thing, it really was just crying out for attention!! *smirk* both the toy and me! 😛 i had a video for Him too – NO, i can’t share it here LoL i don’t have to ask on that one, i know the answer already!! it started some stirring in me, not just that kind! naughty readers – but the kink coming back to life kind. trying to come back at least, i’m not there yet but at least i have kinky thoughts intruding on my day here and there …. that’s something! *smiles*

i was going to write a short recap of some of our weekend but looks like i got side tracked! lol work has been hellish lately and i have been a bit stressed. the weekend was a nice change of pace, even if it was interrupted!! *UGH* but, i have to get ready for work now so i’ll have to come back to my primal passions thought!! or recap may be a better word … to be continued! *wink*

❤ n

must be the drugs???

i have found myself rather *bleh* as of late. i can’t place my finger on the why and i can’t seem to discern how to fix it either.

the med i’m on to help with the endometriosis and cysts says it has a side effect of depression. i can’t say i’m depressed, i don’t think – but i am certainly not my bouncy, hopping self, either …

so, is it possible? is it the drugs?

W is back to another infusion appointment tomorrow. when he first had to restart treatments i waited at home, in my free time, for Master like this:

this time around i have absolutely no kinky desire …. i’ll probably wait more like this:

oh well.

❤ n