The Dare:
1.You will first drink one glass of water or tea.
2. Next, you must write 10 happy sentences on Valentine's from your heart.
3. You must write them while using your wand on your pussy on the medium setting.
4. Next, you will drink another glass of water or tea.
5. Next, you must write 10 silly sentences on Valentine's Day.
6. You must write them while using your wand on your pussy on the high setting.
7. Next, you will drink the 3rd glass of...

I have mentioned a time or two that my IceMaiden has done the occasional very slightly naughty thing for me. I might have made note now and then of how beautifully obedient and submissive she is. It is possible I have even mentioned how beautiful she is, both physically and as a person.

I know I have said often that I love her.

Is that because she does naughty things? No (though those help.)

Is it because she is obedient and submissive? Oh no, though...

Limits are limits for a reason, right? There's the obvious ones, the ones personal to you, the ones you just find a little too weird or gross. And they're not to be touched or crossed. And yet for over 6 months I've not had any.

I once commented that I would never remove or attempt any of my limits because they were obviously there for a reason and yet since that comment I've tried several of what I used to consider to be my hard limits.

Why? Put simply: I trust Master absolutely....

I last posted just under a year ago. Wow how time flies. So just a quick update for anyone who cares/ knows me, etc. I'm getting married this year, planning to buy a house next year with my soon to be husband, and I have a wonderful call center job working for an insurance company. Life is grand. No real complaints. Anyway, that's not what this blog is about, but I figure after a year of being inactive, I'd mention it. So, onto what has really been on my mind lateley...

It's been...

Master wants me to blog about what he is making me do. He also wants me to explain how it feels

Tonight I have duct tape across my mouth..I enjoy this because it takes away my privallage to speak making me submitt more. He has ten tacks ductaped to each of my nipples and my pussy. Although it hurts I am enjoying the pain. And not being able to communicate it is even more entruiging Master has a diaper on me one to which I have soiled and must wear all night... Not to happy about it however...

For some reason we all, as a society, as individuals, love blame. When something goes wrong, someone is to blame, otherwise we can't handle it. We shout and scream at each other, trying to shift the blame from ourselves. Otherwise we feel guilty and emotional and take the blame onto ourselves. Why?

There are times, certainly, when someone is at fault. There are crimes, deliberate cruelties, but I am not talking about hose times. Nor am I talking about natural disaters "acts of...

PM me ass and something and that will be up my ass
PM me Corner time x and I'll be in the corner for that long max 1 hr
PM me cum and an item and I'll use that to make me cum
PM me slut and I'll cum at work
PM me pinch and I'll pinch my nipples for 5 min
PM me spanking x and I'll spank myself x times max 50
PM me icicles and I will rub ice on my breasts until they melt
PM me icefuck and I will insert an ice cube up both my lower holes
PM me changing...