The challenges of the online world

I have been blogging since 2006 and still have another place that i write my thoughts (mainly to do with work related stuff), though i have been bad at updating it lately. In the past that blog has received quite a few visitors and through them i have visited lots of other blogs and read lots of very interesting and informative posts. when i first started exploring the D/s lifestyle one of the first thing i did was to look at and read blogs. Lots and lots of them. I find other people’s lives, even when they think they are doing quite dull things, to be really interesting. Maybe i am nosey, or maybe i like the fact you can make ‘friends’ with people online. Indeed some of my Facebook friends are from my online blog community. i don’t get many visitors here yet, but that is fine. i am writing most of this stuff for myself so i can go back and look later to see how my journey is progressing, my thoughts and feelings etc.

In all my time blogging i have never had one of my posts completely stolen. So i was really shocked yesterday to come across this post on Submissive Sanctury. Lil does write beautifully, so i guess if you were going to plagiarise, her’s would be the kind of work to take. But when you proport to be writing about yourself and your life why steal the lives of others? Do some people just not have their own original thoughts. Lets face it, it is easy to take the work of others from the internet, but why not ask someone if you can reproduce something, or as i have done, link to it?

The other type of place i go to online is to some of the various ‘lifestyle’ forums. After exploring 2 or 3 i have decided i quite like Fetlife. I have found though that peope can be just as judgemental there as in any other place (real or online). It is interesting to me that people who may find themselves judged by others for their beliefs and for the way they conduct their lives can themselves lay judgement on others. Sex outside of marriage without the consent of ones spouse is a particular area that gets people going; this makes it wise, for a person like me, to choose carefully how i contribute if i don’t want to be shot down in flames (which i don’t). The good thing is that i have found a new online friend who is in a similar position to me, though further forward, and i have joined a couple of groups on fetlife that are more sympathetic to people such as me.

The online world is not substitute for real life, but it sure can be an interesting place if you know where to look!

A day in the great outdoors

Yesterday fully lived up to my expectations and more. For some reason sex outside is one of the things i have always wanted to do. It would be true to say i have previously indulged in some masturbation with a male friend in the past, but nothing on the scale of what Sir and i got up to yesterday.

Having dropped hubby and his friends at the races for their own day of gambling, drinking and observing the Queen i headed off to a railway station a few miles away to collect Sir. On the way, i stopped as instructed and put on my stockings and suspenders underneath my summer dress. Amazingly i managed to put on seamed stockings, with the seam straight while sitting down! Driving with my skirt around my waist (as instructed), stocking tops showing, i felt conspicuous but found it something of a turn on. Sir was most pleased when he got in the car, giving me a taste of what was to come by stroking my pussy and clit and finding me already wet (predictable i’d say)! He then put on my collar to signify that we had begun the day.

Sir had done his homework and navigated us to a car park on the edge of some woods where i was instructed to suck sir’s cock and received some very nice foreplay. Sir helped me off with my bra and then out came the nipple clamps, which he applied before we trecked off into the woods in search of a secluded spot. This particular area is a great place for walking with our without your dog, mountain biking, horse riding, picnicing (you get the picture), but people stick to the paths and within minutes you can be in an area that people are unlikely to come across you. We found such a place and settled down with our rug, picnic and supplies. Sadly it was a bit chilly to completely strip off, but it was that secluded that i would have.

The next several hours were spent doing some very nice and some very naughty things. Sir spent a very long time exploring how he could give me pain in my nipples and then bring me to the edge time and time again. This was done in all positions and also tied to one of the trees. It culminated in a very big orgasm which i can’t even quantify. He then applied the clamp to my clit and played with my nipples then fucked me giving me the best orgasm i have ever had during penetrative sex. There was also food, sir as usual had bought some very nice things for us to eat and we also had some lovely time just kissing and holding each other.

As the afternoon drew on we packed up and took a trip around the pathways to the car (not by the most direct route) and several times sir stopped us to either suck his cock or for him to touch various parts of my body which was easily accessible to him in a loose fitting dress with no underwear.

The finale occured in an area containing a picnic table whch looked like it hadn’t been used for food for a very long time. Probably because it is situated in an area that you are unlikely to find (unless you are the kind of explorer Sir obviously is). This is the place then that Sir chose for us to have our final anal sex of the day and boy was it good? Last time, a tummy problem meant i was unable to enjoy anal sex with sir, but yesterday i really enjoyed it. As i get more used to the sensation and am able to relax into Sir’s wonderful cock i feel i am getting closer to being able to cum myself while sir is inside. Sir said himself that he could tell i was close and wondered if i was going to ask to cum. Not quite but maybe next time.

So that was the day in the outdoors. We drove off to a local pub and drank coffee in the garden. i went off to the toilet to make sure i looked presentable and to put my bra on (i needed it by then as my nipples were quite sore and sensitive, as they still are) and then we headed back to the station.

I had a great day which completely lived up to my hopes and dreams and which will stay with me always.

Rules and Punishment

Sir and i are in the early days of our D/s relationship and so far there are few rules. The few that have been ‘negotiated’ (i am not even sure why i typed that word since he told and i do) are as follows:

 

  • Always wear glasses when with Sir – i usually wear contacts but Sir prefers glasses. I am happy to comply since he and i share a bit of a fetish in this area.
  • Always wear stockings when with Sir – i am not yet sure how this will pan out in the height of summer; we’ll see if there is any negotiation outside of the house etc. These stockings must always be of the type that need a suspender belt.
  • Be prepared to assume the submissive position on my knees and to suck Sir’s cock, possibly before i have even got my coat off. Sir is quite cheeky, or else eager; last time i was with him he gave me a very welcome mug of coffee (i had driven for 2 hours to get to him) and told me to sit down, then let me have just one sip before i had to take his cock (not that i am complaining you understand)!

Other than that, he calls me joolz when we are playing, in a scene or he wants to let me know that we are about to play. I call him Sir.

New rules will appear as we go along as they did last night while chatting.

Sir – what are you wearing
joolz – just a skirt and top (not changed after work)
Sir – knickers?
joolz – yes
Sir – you know you must never wear knickers when chatting to sir
joolz – what?

This is a new rule, not discussed and never mentioned. Sometimes he makes me go and take my knickers off during a chat and the other evening to insert a butt plug. But as to what must always take place no. i know though why he introduced it last night, it is because he wants an excuse to punish me. and because i am happy to be punished tomorrow i am not arguing!

We have some great ideas for tomorrow and what will happen and when. I am hoping these come off and i have a good blog post for Sunday! The weather is meant to be good so i think i will be stripped in the forest (save the stockings, suspenders and shoes), i will be wearing the collar that Sir used put on me for the first time last time we met and there will be nipple clamps. And there will be some punishment; perhaps spanking. Bring it on!

Almost too excited

Two events will happen at the end of this week. The first one will be when my son arrives home from the USA on Friday. He has been studying in California for the last academic year, though he did come home for Christmas. We went over to see him for his birthday in February, meeting his American girlfriend, some of his friends and taking him to Vegas!

Saturday sees hubby going on an annual day to the races which will enable Sir and i to have a day out in the great Britich outdoors (please let the weather hold)!

So i am almost too excited to work (though of course i am functioning fine at work). i am anxious about getting the son’s room ready in time (carpet arrives Thursday; yes i am cutting it fine). Plus Sir and i are almost over planning the day we will have (online and this morning on the phone). Sir has in mind some naked outdoor play, some bondage, nipple clamps (if he has bought them), lots of naughty sex, food (there will always be food as sex makes Sir very hungry) and fun. We always have fun.

In a way i dont want to get Friday over – i just want it to arrive. Your baby is always your baby and i so want to see him. But a day with Sir. Well I want that too!

On the Phone

You might call this post ophone, rather than iphone!

i have a couple of days off to decorate my son’s room. i have been looking forward to these days, not specifically because of the decorating though that is quite theraputic (when you have moved on from painting the ceiling which is quite painful), particularly for someone like me who has lots to consider right now.

i love listening to music when i am doing things like painting, and i like to choose music to fit my mood. This morning’s selection has included Adele, Mumford and Sons and Keane. i find you can fit the lyrics to many a song to your thoughts and feelings. One of my favourite songs ever is Keane’s “Somewhere only we know“. This made me think of a place Master took me last week in the great English outdoors and got me thinking about the things we did there. There is something about being outside that i find very erotic. But then most things i do with Sir right now is pretty erotic. As i am not entirely shallow i also spent quite a bit of Adele’s albumn considering the state of my relationship with the man with whom i live and what i am going to do in the mid to longer term. i would like to stay living together, and to be able to see Sir openly, but i don’t think that will work for him. Still i will continue to work that one through in my head. i think i will return to that at a later date here as this place is quite a good one for thinking things through.

Sir arranged with me yesterday that we would have a phone ‘chat’ today at lunchtime. We arranged what i would wear. i really do love wearing what sir tells me to, even if i know he can’t see me. Today it was my split bra and knicker set, suspenders, stockings and high heel fuck me shoes. i have had to put myself out and at 12.30 there i was having my second shower of the day (decorating is hot and colourful work) before dressing. We have been talking about Sir buying me some nipple clamps; this idea definitely appeals to me as i very much like having then pinched and bitten. So today he suggested clothes pegs to try it out. And wow what an amazing experience.iI put them on while we were talking about things we have done and will do in the future. Boy it was like being short circuited! i had the most amazing orgasm right there on the phone with Sir. Nipples pegged and clit massaged. i  had to lie down afterwards due to being just a little on the light headed side. Sir was pretty pleased and is definitely keen on the clamps now, and wow so am i.

So back in my decorating clothes; back to work. Just got to decide on some suitable music for the afternoon session. something up beat to match my mood i think!

 

Thoughts of Wednesday

The great thing about the times spent with Master is that we do so many different wonderful things. I can live off those memories for days. This morning, when i was awake but it was much too early to get up on a Saturday i was considering how it felt to be tied to Master’s bed. He has a great wooden bed which lends itself nicely to an individual slut being tied by all 4 limbs. I was tied to this bed by 4 of the loudest ties you have seen, something that made me smile. Just being tied there made me feel pretty aroused, without what came next. I wonder what it is that gets you going so much, when actually nothing has particularly happened yet.

Master spent a lot of time on Wednesday attending to my needs which was a wonderful wonderful thing, but i do feel bad if i feel i am getting more out of it than him (though of course making someone else cum is arousing too). Tied to that bed though, i attended to plenty of Master’s body. He has a cock that really does fill  my mouth and when he is pushing it further down my throat while i am tied up, i can concentrate on little else. This is a very good thing as i am someone who often has too much to say and also who lets her mind wander. A mouth filled with cock while the owner of that cock makes me cum definitely concentrates the mind. This was one of the things i let my mind drift to while lying there this morning. The other thing was when Sir let me lick his balls and his anus. I have never thought the anus to be an attractive area for licking, but actually if felt very very nice, and licking that while master attended to my needs was very good. So good indeed that i came very soon afterwards.

On Wednesday Master said that he had “never been in a relationship before where he had quite so much sex”. This statement made me feel very good. Firstly because Sir thinks this is a relationship and i realised i want one of those with him. Plus he must want to have lots of sex with me as i do with him. I wonder if for both of us it is a mid life thing. Lots of sex. But sex is not all we do and particularly Master gets very hungry after every little session. I on the other hand could leave food when i am aroused. But Master likes to feed us both and he provided us with some very nice offerings.

After Wednesday I emailed the probably very nice Dom who wanted me to write his name on my pussy while in the submissive position, wearing a collar and told him i am seeing someone else and that i thought it best to end things now. I feel really glad i have done this because i am telling enough lies to one man i can’t get involved with any more deception. Plus i have my relationship with Sir and that for now is sufficient thanks!

The morning after

The day before (Just realised i am very unadventurous about my titles). It is not often i  wake up and wish it were yesterday, but at 5.30 this morning i woke briefly and wished just that. Now too, in the quite cool and cloudy light of day i would love to be on the M25 (as i was at this time yesterday) on the the way to see Master.

Our day together yesterday was pretty wonderful, it was also a long day – i was with him from around 9.30am till just before 7pm and boy did we pack the day with good things. Do i ache as a concequence today? Yes! Does that kind of day make me yearn for more? Yes!.

After days and days where it has seemingly rained each and every day, at last yesterday morning was one of bright sunshine and blue skies. It was cool as i drove down to the coast, but the lovely day put a spring in my step (if you can say that when driving a car). Master had the coffee waiting and we went outside in his little back yard, a sun trap if ever there was one, to enjoy it. No sooner had i got myself comfortable though that master had my legs spread, revealing my newly shaved, pantyless pussy. From that first wonderful orgasm in the garden the day was full and full on.

It was also a day of firsts – the first time i have had sex involving penetration in the great british countryside, the first time i have been made to wear a collar, the first time i have been completely tied to a bed. When i think back, no wonder i ache.

We also spent time chatting. We discussed all kinds of topics and once again were able to be open and honest on a range of things. The honesty in this kind of relationship is one of the most refreshing things. We took a lovely walk along the seafront later in the afternoon and since the little museum there was open we went inside and spent half an hour looking at all of the local history contained within. I am really pleased that we share an interest in history as well as in so many other things.

The only downside for me was that there was definitely something wrong with my bowels and i was unable to enjoy anal sex with master in the way i had last time. It was also much harder, because of this to completely relax at other times for fear that something was about to happen there. Master was great about things though and by the end of the day i really did let  myself go and have a fantastic series of orgasms.

It is going to take me a few days to analyse the day, but once i do i will have more to say here. What i can say though is that while joolz aches this morning, she sure is pretty happy with the world!

Keep it simple

I have decided that my life is complicated enough that i would be well advised not to get involved in more than one extra maritial affair at a time. I also think that keeping that relationship slightly at arms length and on a more sexual level is what i am most comfortable with right now.  I am going to tell A (the serious guy who hasn’t spoken on the phone to me or met me and who wants me to wear a collar for him) that i am not yet ready for this kind of committment. I suspect that once i gave him my phone number he would be pretty intense. I have enjoyed our chats and he sure has a way of getting a girl to open up. But it feels like too much too soon.

I am seeing Master again on Wednesday. I do feel guilty about the way in which i am currently deceiving hubby, but i am going to go ahead and do it anyway. For the second time in a couple of weeks i am taking annual leave to do this and i know that is something i can’t make a habit of. For once in my life i am really putting my wants, needs and desires before anyone else and that in itself is quite scary and unusual. Generally my life is at the beck, call and mercy of others. Master makes me feel good in a way no man ever has and i think for once i am going to be selfish and enjoy it while i can.

Master loves that i am experiencing new feelings and that i love what we are able to do together. I know that he feels that he owns that part of me already and since i am consumed with those feelings for a good part of the time that he owns much more of me than that. I don’t know how any of this will pan out but i know that i must just live for each day and enjoy what i have. There will be more to say after Wednesday!

The morning after the day before

Yesterday’s events feel like a dream. Except that i am feeling a little weary (could be put down to the long period of time spent driving as much as the activities in Master’s house), but i do feel very satisfied.

The maid’s outfit was great. i really did enjoy wearing it. i also loved the heels, even though I am tall , and don’t usually wear heels except on a night out. i loved walking around in heels all day. i think Ii could get used to them too!

i also reveled in the fact i wore no knickers all day. i loved the fact that Sir could touch me anytime he wanted and touch me he did, lots and lots. What was quite amusing was that i was dressed as a maid, but it was Sir who made me breakfast and lunch, coffee and tea. Sir was adamant that he wanted to do these things for me; he knows that at home i do it all and he wanted me to sit showing myself to him while he got things ready rather than me waiting on him. i loved sitting with my legs open for him while he got on with these domestic tasks.

But it wasn’t all about sex. It was about us getting to know each other. It was about talking about our lives, our children, our families, ourselves and what makes us tick. Sir can certainly spin a tale and he has been to some amazing places, done lots of jobs and i am really interested in hearing all about these things.

One thing that is clear to me is how relaxed i feel in Sir’s company. i have rarely been able to let myself go quite as easily, to forget real life and to focus on another. Perhaps this is the submission and the way in which i am learning to embrace it. i am also loving Sir’s cock in a way that i haven’t been able to appreciate a cock ever before. Maybe this is why i am so happy to have this cock in my mouth when i have usually been less keen. This is another skill i am learning and think i could probably become quite good at, and gladly so.

So this weekend joolz will be going round with something of a smile on her face as she does her usual chores. Good memories are a wonderful thing and can stay with you for ever, i sure hope they will!

Joolz loves anal sex

This a complete revelation to me. Today was my second meeting with my Master and i have discovered that i really love to be fucked in the arse. Anal sex brings me closer to orgasm than vaginal sex ever has and that is a fact.

i had to get up early to get to Sir’s house. i took pride and pleasure in dressing in fishnet stockings with suspenders a black and white skirt and white top. No bra, no knickers. The journey was pretty good, very little traffic so i made it to the service station Sir had instructed me to stop at within 2 hours. A trip to the loo and the butt plug was in and i used my rabbit to turn myself on while chatting at the services with Sir.

Sir had croissants and coffee waiting. i sat in the kitchen on his stool while he served breakfast. Of course he couldn’t resist touching his wares. Sir has a wonderful touch, both with his hands and mouth, what more would a girl want?

i have had the most wonderful day with Sir.

Sir has used me in many places within his house and in many different ways. Sir has looked after me, cared for me and taken me for a walk along the seafront. Sadly the weather didn’t live up to my requirements but never mind!

Sir fucked me in the arse twice, once when i had my wrists tied to my ankles. i loved it. i have pleased sir so much he hasn’t punished me yet. But there is always next time. i never thought i would find anal sex so wonderful, so erotic. But i do. when i sort out my head i’ll say more!