On the stairs

This is the first in a series of posts over the coming days and weeks. I plan to use some older images to participate in the Scavenger Hunt. (The photography meme is now owned and run by Sub bee). It will give me the chance to revisit some fun times and to show off my body a bit more.

This photo was taken on one of our first holidays together in Spain (2015). The weather during that easter break was amazing. Going out without underwear was a newish thing and I embraced it as you can see. And, it wasn’t until I suffered a bought of chafing towards the end of the holiday that I wore any at all.

Master took this photo as we walked down from our apartment in Seville.

Me standing on the stairs of our apartment in Seville. I have my dress pulled up over my boobs. I am naked under my dress.

Washing and Grooming

This last fortnight’s Kink of the Week topic has been washing and grooming. I’ve always found being in the bath or shower together to be a very intimate experience. We take a bath together reasonably often, but this usually involves sitting at opposite ends. During those times we tend to soak, relax and chat. Sometimes with wine or something sparkling. Other times it will be a way to sooth aching muscles, like when we have been doing something strenuous like decorating. Our shower cubicle is small, so we don’t tend to get in there together. But there have been some occasions when we’ve stayed in hotel rooms with amazing bathrooms. Or even rooms with bathtubs in the room, then things can be a little different. There have also been times when Master has shaved me. Memorable hotel rooms and bathrooms

Memorable hotel rooms and bathrooms

In 2014, towards the end of our first year together Master took me to Amsterdam for the weekend. We stayed in a hotel with amazing themed rooms. Ours contained a huge jacuzzi bath, steam room and sauna. There was also the hugest bed I’ve ever seen. As you can imagine, we made some fabulous memories there. Plus we even found time to get out and about.

Having the space to be naked, not just for sex or play really was fabulous. This was a restorative break as my dad had recently died. I loved that we could shower together, including washing each other. Also that we could sit in the sauna and spend time in the jacuzzi. That set a precedent for some of what has come since.

We’ve only once since had a room with a bath that wasn’t in a separate room and that was also in Holland. But we’ve stayed in some wonderful places and enjoyed beautiful bathrooms.

Grooming

Unlike many Dominants Master is a lover of pubic hair on his girl. Early on he required that I keep myself groomed so that there was a landing strip for him to use. It would be safe to say that I’ve been better at complying with this in the past rather than now. However, from time to time he decides he wants to shave me. I usually use a depilatory cream, but he prefers the shave. This Sinful Sunday image is from just such an occasion.

There is something extremely intimate, and also for me, submissive to him doing this to me, his property. I do believe that shave led on to sex and other activities!

Holidays

Over the past few years I have come to expect not just one holiday a year, but several. Added to which there have been lots of weekends away. Right now, we should be on holiday in France. But of course, because of closed borders and lack of access to anywhere outside of the house we are here at home. It felt right to devote today’s post to the holidays we have, places we have been and would like to visit in the future.

Where we’ve been

Our first trip away together was to France. When we got together I had just bought my apartment and had done so with some of the proceeds of my redundancy the year before. Since then we have travelled there numerous times often for short periods. Though last summer we spent 7 weeks in France and 2-3 weeks of it at the Apartment. It is the first place I will go when we are allowed to travel abroad again. I want to spend my money in that little seaside town as much as I do here at home.

A brief trip to Portugal was swiftly followed by weekends in Holland. We have travelled there many times since, mainly to Amsterdam. But last year we also travelled to Utrecht and Rotterdam (amongst others).

The next place was Spain. We travelled around Andalucia over Easter time and embraced some amazing cultural experiences. Only some of which were the food and drink! We have returned to the Seville area a couple of times since, once for Christmas and another for a festival called Feria.

We have also holidayed in Sicily, Northern France (Alsace), Belgium and Slovenia.

Then at the beginning of last year we travelled the furthest we have together when we holidayed in Cape Verde.

What we do

Holidays used be mainly about the beach and pool. I found it great to unwind and read tons of books. But I tended to get bored around day 3 or 4 and tired of the hotel food by day 5. Because those family holidays with my ex and son, were during school holidays it tended to be pretty hot. Something my body and skin doesn’t like.

Our holidays together are somewhat different. Often they are too packed with activity so we have had to learn to slow down a bit. Now I have to beg for a day by the pool! However I really love the things we do. Visiting churches and other historical buildings. Climbing hills to see views. Tracing the journey of soldiers and kings from various wars. Some ancient and others from World Wars 1 and 2. History is something I’ve always had a passion for.

I love to read up about the places we are travelling to, but it is G who generally choses where we go. He plans each day with keen precision that include stops for more churches and monasteries along the way. This can get a little dull though especially if you are made to take a guided tour in Spanish. Still it’s all part of the fun and it gives you stuff to laugh about later.

We love to embrace the local food and drink. Sometimes a little too keenly. At the coast I can eat fish, something that is difficult at home when you live with someone who doesn’t eat it. We read up on local delicacies and often give them a try and do so in smaller places where other tourists may not be.

Where we still want to go

There are so many places that we want to go and where I or he haven’t been. We haven’t really been outside of Europe together. Though there are plenty of places there still to see. I’d especially like to go to South America, G often talks of his trips to Brazil and Argentina. But also to the United States, I have only been to the west coast area and Vegas. But would like to see so much more. Then there is Australia and New Zealand…….

So many places to go and to see. Things to do and people to see. Being restricted not only to our own country but our own town makes us realise how lucky we have been. But also to think of the places out there we may like to travel to. Our house is filled with books, including lots of travel books. Opportunity to find new and different options.

Alcove

Today I continue this week’s #FebruaryPhotofest theme – Exposing Myself. This photo was taken in one of the many castles we visited on holiday last year. I’m not sure what this alcove was originally used for, but it makes a useful place for a bare bottom opportunity.

Indulgence, vice and all things nice

Key lime pie

It’s catchup week on Food 4 Thought and what better time to think about these things than at Christmas. A time of indulgence, being a bit naughty and doing nice things. The worst of this year’s Christmas indulgence is behind me as I write this. But, that means I have the opportunity to think ahead.

Indulgence

I’ve been eating things that I had excluded from my diet (chocolate, pastry, the key lime pie I ate on Christmas Eve). I’ve been drinking a little too much alcohol for a couple of weeks now (since our trip to Amsterdam). I’m an all or nothing person when it comes to those kinds of indulgences. But actually it’s all part of living life to the full while trying to make more health choices.

Staying with my mum wasn’t an indulgence of any kind. She refuses to moderate her smoking habit in our presence, insists on watching rubbish on TV and picks a fight if and when she can. So, that meant that when we arrived at our hotel just and hour away, on Boxing Day afternoon I embraced the atmosphere. It wasn’t anywhere special, just comfortable, relaxed and friendly. Everything we had been missing over the previous two. We had already had an early lunch with my son and his wife and now had some down time. We could have headed to the room and slept or maybe indulged in some sex. But no, we just relaxed in the bar and enjoyed our own company and the enjoyment of those around us.

Later we walked to my daughter in law’s parents house and were warmly welcomed. They were fabulous hosts and we had an amazing time. All of my stresses of the previous 5 days or so were swept away.

That night as I lay in bed, it occurred to me that you don’t need to spend lots of money or be somewhere luxurious to feel indulged. Plus that one good day can help undo many bad ones.

Vice

Goodness we’ve had some great fun this year. We’ve stayed in a couple of kinky B&B places (in the UK and in Amsterdam). We’ve been to club events and we’ve made some new kinky friends. We also attended Eroticon and were able to meet up with many more people from the blog and twitter world. I’ll write more about that in a separate post.

We have great naughty stuff to look forward to too. A different club to attend in January – it’s time to spread our BDSM kink wings this year. Hopefully there’ll be more play times both at home and with our new friends. There’s Eroticon to look forward to in just under 3 months, something I’m really looking forward to.

Plus, there will hopefully be new and different experiences that I don’t even know about yet. That’s the nature of things round here, I often don’t even know what’s going to happen until it actually has.

Nice things

Master has a big birthday coming up at the end of March. He’s still deciding where to go to celebrate. I’m hoping for warm weather, but will be happy with wherever he choses. We are also thinking ahead to the summer holidays and Spain and France (different route and different cities to this year).

I have a new planner that I am going to break out perhaps later today. My mind is swirling with ideas for this blog and my new one.

Yes folks I have a new, vanilla blog. It’s about my need and desire to get fitter and healthier in 2020. It’s also about all things physical and mental health for anyone who’s interested. I’m going to be inviting guest bloggers, linking and ideas from those around me (that means you if you are reading this). It won’t be about telling others what they should do, but about creating a safe and healthy space to share ideas. The link will go up here very soon.

As for this blog, well a new image is overdue. Plus some goals for what I write and how I respond to others.

I’m hoping to get some paid work soon too, because you can’t continue to do new things without money. While most of that will be in my vanilla world. I am definitely going to take the plunge and start pithing my writing. It is time to make my Smutlancer membership pay.

I’m not sure if the planned surgery is a nice thing or not. Losing the weight I need to get that far will be. After recovery and being able to wear clothes with a more plunging neckline will be too.

So, on that positive note, I’m signing off. But don’t go away, there’ll be more here and elsewhere very soon!

F4Thought

Bubbles

I love a bubble bath, but I love bubbles created in a jacuzzi even more. This photo was taken earlier in the year when we were in Holland. I didn’t share it at the time because I wasn’t sure I was ready to show this much of me. But increasingly I am feeling proud of my body as it is. So, bubbles, boob and all, this is my Sinful Sunday for this week.

I am in the jacuzzi. Bubbles surround me. Just my top half is visible. My collar, right breast and the scar from my right mastectomy.
Sinful Sunday

Dangling

My blog and memes like Sinful Sunday have definitely made me into more of an exhibitionist. But there is someone else who likes to show himself off and who lets me photograph him. This photo was taken on our boat holiday and shows Master letting it all hang loose. So, I’ve called this photo dangling.

Standing in the doorway of our boat. He is wearing a shirt, but no trousers!
Sinful Sunday

Being apart

I arrived home last night, after a week away with my mum. There was so much I missed about being apart from Master. This felt worse because being away with mum made me recognise the changes I have made and why I would never go back.

For so many years I was forced to take the lead in decision making.

My husband struggled to make the most simple decisions. His libra birth sign (the scales) may be relavent, but whatever the reason it was most irritating.

We also led our lives within the constraints of family. My mother especially was dominant and my dad liked us to go along with her wishes. This caused conflict in our own relationship as well as mine with them. But more often than not we did as they wanted.

The last 10 years has seen a lot of change. My husband and I separated, my son and his cousins grew up and moved away, my dad got cancer and died. But more profound from my point of view, I discovered my submission and found myself a new partner who happens to be my Master. I still make decisions but not all decisions and I don’t feel I need to please anyone outside of our relationship.

My mum is a difficult woman to like. She has a sharp tongue, one embittered by perceived wrongs. None of her children do quite enough and decisions we made together are viewed with contempt. She says she is grateful for the things I do, but I know she talks about me to others.

In this context I left the safe environment of my home and took my mum away to Cyprus for a week.

The hotel, weather and food were all good. But always there is an undercurrent of displeasure. She complained about many things and when I made suggestions about how to make things better she would sit with a pained expression. Decisions were for me to make, but when I did they weren’t right either.

Then there was the fact we shared a room. I’ve come home sleep deprived because of the amount she moves around. Plus the sounds she makes in her sleep. I’ve tried to be calm and cheerful. But I have missed Master a lot. Not just because I’d rather sleep with him than my mum. Or because I like that I don’t have to decide on restaurants, or wine. His presence is calming but unfortunately it wouldn’t be if he had been with me. They don’t really get on. My mum never liked any of her children’s partners, though this is denied. So her not liking Master was no real surprise.

I also missed the fun things Master and I tend to do together, the places we go and things we see. That isn’t so much fun alone. My mum is happy to travel for 5 hours on a plane and do nothing when she gets there. On the positive side, I’ve caught up on sleep and rest on a sun bed, read an entire book and enjoyed the pool and sea.

But sadly every minute with my mum reminds me of my life before and to be frank I don’t want it back. She is elderly now, just turned 80. I am doing my best to make her life pleasant and help her do things she wants. But I won’t compromise my own happiness any more. I am glad to be back.

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