Today I had my third vaginal orgasm of my life, took me forever, worse than a workout lol I was so sweaty at the end.

I almost gave up as I usually do but I finally got it. The arousal kept rising to the edge and falling back over and over, I must have edged a few times without actually meaning to, this always happens when I try unusual ways of cumming especially not directly stimulating my clit, so it's really frustrating.

It gets to a point where I don't even care about...

For a long time, I have wanted to visit a bdsm club and/or to be shared or for my Sir to share me/pass me around. AM, however, has never really been into it that much since he is quite possessive (who knew?) but for my birthday this year he surprised me with a trip to a swingers/bdsm club! (I once said he could never top a birthday present as he got me a dog one year {who I have now had almost 4 years!} but this came extremely close!)

My birthday was early last month and he kept telling...

I woke up early to find Sir already awake and on his phone. I didn't think anything of it as it was very early and I figured he was just talking to someone or playing a game or something until it was time for us to get up. Then he told me he would be right back and left the room only to return a minute later saying that didn't work. I had no idea what he was talking about so I asked what hadn't worked and he told me "we might have company soon."

....What?!

Not...

getDare has always held such a special place in my heart. This is where I met my husband, and my little worm. It is where I found myself. I learned to be a Domme. This is where I have grown into the person that I am today.

I have been here pretty steadily for the last 10+ years. When I am not writing blogs or hanging out in the chat, I am always in the background responding to reports, putting out fires, listening to people whine and complain. It is tiring at times, discouraging at others....

I'm writing this blog to let anyone who wants to read it know how much of a desprate needy wet hole I am. My pathetic dripping pussy becomes the center of my universe when I want to cum so badly, so much so that I'm ready to do and say things that are really hard for me to do or say just for that second of relief. I don't even care how naughty and disgusting that makes me sound because at that moment all that matters is having that orgasm. I don't know why I am so naughty and I get so horny and moist...

Yesterday started my week of trial with a new Dom. We discussed the terms of this perticular form of a DS that I needed to fit my current situation for what seemed like a whole day, and I found myself sometimes in a hurry for these preludes to be over, yet when we got to that point, I started wanting them to go on for a bit, I think I was a bit intimidated and scared to dive into it : I really wanted it to work but my feelings have been my worse ennemy the last couple months, I couldn't let go of my...

I never been through serious denial before, hence this is a new experience for me that I like to document.

That's what I did whenever I started exploring online BDSM, both for whoever might enjoy reading it, and for me as an outlet, a mode of self-expression, and a journal to keep these dear memories, all of them.

And I know it hasn't been so long, not even a week, it's probably nothing, but it felt intense to me and especially with the number of edges that went with it...