our trip to Holland offered so many photo opportunities. But unusually many of those opportunities were of him rather than me. Plus in these two photos I had the chance to photograph him in two ways. Both fabulous and exciting. Before and after or after and before.
1. Tell us about the last road trip you made: When? Where did you go? How long was the overall trip? Did you go alone? Did you have fun?
I regularly go on trips to see my mum who lives 2 hours away, but our last proper road trip was in June. We picked up a hire care at the airport in Slovenia and then spent 2 weeks travelling around a good part of the country. We walked up hills, through forests, explored churches, stayed at a spa and the seaside and visited the capital city. We had lots of fun, including capturing a few Sinful Sunday shots. The pictures below were taken on our travels.
2. Do you love to travel?
Most definitely. There are so many places I want to visit and whole areas of the world so far unseen. However we also like to go back to places we have been before, so there is a balance to be had. This year, as well as Slovenia we have visited Spain and France. I also took my mum to Cyprus. Plus there are the trips that we take in the UK. Some friends believe we are rarely at home!
3. What’s the best place you’ve been? Do you want to go back?
I am not sure I have one ‘best place’. I love Seville in Spain and have been a number of times, as I have the South West of France. A couple of years we went to Sicily which was wonderful. I would like to return there.
4. Would you travel for sex? Have you traveled more than 50 miles just to have sex?
I have, yes. During my relationship with S, I spent the best part of 2 years travelling to his home for sex. The journey, while only 100 miles or so away took around 2 hours. In hindsight, I gave far more to that relationship, and made more sacrifices. However, he taught me a lot about myself and helped me learn about submission and BDSM. Even if some of that was what it wasn’t rather than what it was. Hopefully, I have no further need to such a relationship since I am with Master now.
5. What sexual act or sex position do you struggle with doing?
I don’t think there is anything I struggle with particularly, you would have to ask him!
Bonus: What are you into but have not told anyone?
Again, I don’t think there is anything I haven’t told Master. My blog is something of an open book in relation to my kinks.
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It feels a little as if we are on hold right now, someone has pressed the pause button. Around me, people are busily getting on with their lives, caught in the daily grind while I sit here and wait.
Life for me right now is made up of endless hospital appointments interspersed with doing very little. Shopping, cooking, the odd evening out, all of those things continue. We are also making time for some sex – well there is plenty time for sex, but obviously we don’t have sex all the time. There are still things around the house to be done, the big declutter continues – for him that is. Plus I continue to gradually unpack (assisting in his declutter).
Yesterday I dug over a patch of the garden. It had become overgrown with weeds and grass. Also some bulbs with leaves but no flowers, we have no idea what they were. Now, the ground is clear and I have planted bulbs. This might be the last bit of strenuous work I do for a while. Very soon I will have to pause even more.
This afternoon I will get the results of the MRI scan, which took place only yesterday. The scan was a weird experience, not entirely unpleasant just very odd and noisy. Surgery will be soon, and today I will know when. Before that I will have a blood test and on the morning of the operation sentinel node imaging. This seems to be my life right now.
Having said all that, we do have one thing on the agenda. A two week trip to a nearby city for a classical music festival. For the past two years, this has been our way of taking a break from real life. A pause, you might say. Well it starts on Friday and we plan to spend as much of the next two weeks as possible there. Hospital appointments and operations permitting. We have an airbnb booked and will stroll the city, attend concerts and lectures. It will be a great place to pause the pause as it were!
The follow up post can be found here
Two weeks ago we had our first play time for, well who knows how long. Master used and abused His slave and she was rewarded with a large number of orgasms. Later that evening found the slave wearing a kind of net dress and promising that more time would be spent on display, ready for Master’s use.
When we have those conversations we completely mean them. But life isn’t just about having a kinky time, about kneeling at His feet and waiting to be given instructions on how to best provide service. Being owned, being His slave is just part of what I am and what we do. But it is always there, always in the background. I would go as far as to say that every day, whether we are together or not I remember my place and I am also clear that He does too.
Last weekend we travelled to France. I needed to check up on my apartment to make sure it had survived the holiday season (I pretty much had guests staying continuously from June to October) and to think about the things that will need doing before next year. We both had thoughts about the kinky stuff we might get up to while there, but as is often the case, things just got in the way. Things started to go slightly off course when, after dinner and wine we found ourselves in our favourite bar and jointed in the Karaoke. Master’s rendition of Que reste-t-il de nos amours (I know I had never heard of it either), will be long remembered, plus I videoed it!
Plans for the next morning went out of the window since we woke closer to lunch time and were a ‘little’ hung over. After a leisurely coffee we made our way to the supermarket for supplies, but since I hadn’t actually got around to checking what, other than food might be required I came away without stocking up on cleaning necessities etc.
It was by then a beautiful sunny afternoon and warm enough to eat our lunch on the apartment balcony and then we took a stroll around the lake. The scenery was lovely, the weather beautiful. We saw flamingos and other birds, as well as plenty of autumnal plants. However as dusk fell and we found ourselves on a particularly sandy part of the Etang a combination of midges and mosquitoes hit us. We must have looked like a comedy duo as we tried to sweep them out of our hair and around our faces. Next morning, Master discovered he had been bitten badly on his head and under one eye (usually it is me who suffers in this way).
On Sunday, after a relaxing morning we headed out to visit a small and very pretty town called St Guilhem-le-Désert. Whenever we are in France, we try to visit at least one new place (for either or us or both) and this place has the remains of an old monastery surrounded by quaint shops, little alley ways and over looked by the Hérault Gorges. Sadly the day was too short to properly explore the area, but it is something to come back to.
Monday morning and we began cleaning up. A realisation dawned that I hadn’t quite achieved what we had travelled to France for. I hadn’t replenished cleaning stocks and hadn’t done any real maintenance. We hadn’t done anything kinky, much less had sex. But we had fun and made new memories. As Master has said since we demonstrated that we are growing old disgracefully. Do you know what we are living life and we are loving it too. A successful weekend then!