Last night I actually got my camera and tripod out, dressed up in a couple of sexy outfits and took photos that I thought He might like.
Tonight I played around with this image.
This is my valentine gift to Master. The man I love and serve. I am wearing a semi transparent dress He bought me, I love the colour contrast of the image and that you can so clearly see my collar and cuff.
He wanted me ready for him, stripped below the waist. He wanted to see and to feel his property. This was his view.
Looking back at some of the photos I have amassed over the past weeks, months and years I came across this photo taken just a few months ago. This is a selfie of me standing in the kitchen wearing my under bust corset. I love the beautiful pattern and the restrictive feel of the stiff material as well as the way my tits hang over the top. Maybe this is the kind of thing that people should wear in the kitchen………..
Having persevered throughout January and the first week of February I have abandoned the 365 questions. I think the idea is a great one, but these questions are really too dull. Maybe I should try to come up with a better set for next year, but if anyone sees me start with this same set next January 1st please, just shoot me (or the virtual version of it).
My excuse for starting the questions was laziness coupled with writers block. I had a desire to blog regularly but a distinct fact of creative ideas, useful recent experience or even the will to try to put pen to paper (or words to screen) in any meaningful way. So, the easy way out. Then I decided to join in with February Phtotofest and this meant that during this month I would need to produce two blog posts, which in itself is no problem. With the photo, there is often a story to be told, with the questions usually not.
Last year, I ran out of ideas for the February photofest but this year I definitely want to carry through and get to the end and I want as many of the photos to mean something to me as they can. I also need to get back to proper blogging, I need to write about what is happening in my life, about the things that are bothering me and about the things I want to do. I need to write about my relationship and about the things that continue to go well for us as well as some of the things that bother me. Like for instance the way that my menopausal symptoms are changing our sex life. Like the way my job feels like it is getting in the way of spending sufficient time together. Like the fact that I love my house but wish I could just walk away, the sale and everything done with. Like the ongoing stresses that my ex brings me.
But also I want to write about the great things we have coming up; Eroticon in just a few weeks and a chance to meet like minded people, great writers and bloggers who I hope will help inspire. Like the ‘Secret Dungeon Sleepover’ I have been invited to for Master’s birthday, like the CMNF event we would like to attend in the not too distant future. Like too the holiday we are planning for this summer and the break we are taking over Easter.
I want to get back into writing about me and about what makes me the person and am happy to be.
I want to get back to this blog and to moving this blog to the new domain I have bought but haven’t yet properly used. I will happily see February Photofest
through to the end, but I am not posting answers to inane questions just so that I can fill the calendar with a daily blog post.
I really love shoes and boots with a heel, but I just can’t wear them all day anymore. They look great, but comfort is my friend. A little sad really.
Last week I forgot all about Throwback Thursday, but this week I am on the case. Master loves to buy me kinky things to wear, and he is a lover of leather collars and harnesses. I know that this is at least a couple of years old because of the length of my hair. I am also pleased to know that I am back to a similar weight. Love to wear this again soon.
On these cold, dark, winter days don’t you just yearn for the joys of summer?
The feeling of the cool grass under you
The cool breeze between your legs
If you could do today over, would you change anything?
Maybe I wouldn’t wake up at 4am having a night sweat – the misery of the menopause – then I wouldn’t have struggled to get out of bed this morning. On the other hand, maybe I would change the day from one that I had to work, to one where I was tortured like this………