1. If you have ever tried to kill me, I will not approve your friend request. Crazy rule, I know. But there it is.
2. I wish Master would dress me more often. He has amazingly good taste.
3. I love True Blood. The show and the book series. Even though they are nothing alike at this point. Mostly cause of Eric, though. Bill is a total pussy.
4. They look great as a woven collar but damn 11/0 beads are small.
5. Lose 100 pounds and suddenly men start forgetting your have a head when speaking to you again.
6. Florida is fucking HOT this time of year. Too hot to jog. Too hot for Disney even.
7. They are not my friend today, however, since I fell on my ass this morning on the concrete in the rain.
8. I am looking forward to my next tattoo. Master is putting a new one on me for his birthday. No idea what yet but new ink is always fun and welcome.
Chronicles of the day to day less exciting than you might expect life of a suburban slave wife.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Albatros!
I don't have a safeword. I don't have limits. A lot of people will chastise me for expressing these simple facts before launching into a number of dire warnings about how without safewords or limits, my Master will of course start hacking off limbs at which point I will of course learn that I do, in fact, have limits.
Some people are fucking morons.
Where did the assumption that everyone who doesn't have the list is owned by Hannibal Lechter? What kind of people are these people meeting anyway?
Ok fine, let me clarify. I don't have a safeword and my "hard limits" are... ummmm.... anything you have seen Hannibal Lechter do. There, happy now?
No? Too bad, I am not sitting down and making a list. I have shit to do today.
Seeing as I have known my owner almost 20 years, a list of magic words seems a bit silly. I tried screaming "red" at the dishwasher. To date, this method has proven ineffective. Why don't those of us who went through all the trouble of making sure we were not submitting to a serial killer in the first place not given any credit for the forethought that takes, rather than the comparatively ineffective method of making a list of magic words and stating out loud "Don't kill and cook the children and serve them with chianti."?
Not everyone starts their M/s relationship with a total stranger. Total strangers no doubt do need to make clear every little thing from the start. But I am not one of those people. So please... stop telling me I have to behave as if I submitted to a stranger, rather than a long time friend.
And mind you, he has done many things to me that would make most people cringe and run into the night. Things I once said I would NEVER do.
To date, he hasn't killed me. And if he chose to, I don't see how a magic word is going to save me. He is much stronger than I am. Its trust that keeps me safe. Not a word. Not a list. But a life built together.
Some people are fucking morons.
Where did the assumption that everyone who doesn't have the list is owned by Hannibal Lechter? What kind of people are these people meeting anyway?
Ok fine, let me clarify. I don't have a safeword and my "hard limits" are... ummmm.... anything you have seen Hannibal Lechter do. There, happy now?
No? Too bad, I am not sitting down and making a list. I have shit to do today.
Seeing as I have known my owner almost 20 years, a list of magic words seems a bit silly. I tried screaming "red" at the dishwasher. To date, this method has proven ineffective. Why don't those of us who went through all the trouble of making sure we were not submitting to a serial killer in the first place not given any credit for the forethought that takes, rather than the comparatively ineffective method of making a list of magic words and stating out loud "Don't kill and cook the children and serve them with chianti."?
Not everyone starts their M/s relationship with a total stranger. Total strangers no doubt do need to make clear every little thing from the start. But I am not one of those people. So please... stop telling me I have to behave as if I submitted to a stranger, rather than a long time friend.
And mind you, he has done many things to me that would make most people cringe and run into the night. Things I once said I would NEVER do.
To date, he hasn't killed me. And if he chose to, I don't see how a magic word is going to save me. He is much stronger than I am. Its trust that keeps me safe. Not a word. Not a list. But a life built together.
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