Captive Heart

We've moved!

2004-06-19T21:22:00.000-04:00

Captive heart has moved to its new home at www.captiveheart.us/blog

Can't wait to see you there!

Olsen Twins sex pictures

2004-06-18T18:36:00.000-04:00

Bacchus is talking about them.

I couldn't less interested. Seriously.

Will you miss us?

2004-06-17T19:12:00.000-04:00

As the web~~master~~slave for captive heart, I just set the nameservers for our newly acquired domain. When the DNS ~~copulation~~ propogation takes place, http://www.captiveheart.us will point to a (sigh!) warning page. Yes, I know. What's the point? But we want to be safe. There's nothing to stop anyone from bypassing the warning page and bookmarking the blog itself (which will eventually live at captiveheart.us/blog) but MASTER IS DRIVING ME CRAZY TALKING ABOUT ENGLIGH ENGLISH PUNCTUATION!

(As you can imagine, I am not getting my nipples pinched)

OW!

What was I saying? Um.... yeah, stay tuned.

Admin announcement

2004-06-17T18:37:00.000-04:00

As katy mentioned, we will be moving to a new host and new software between now and Monday. We may disappear altogether for a day or two, while the DNS propogation happens.

Don't worry, we'll be back. (with new piccies, I promise)

And no, this isn't about to become a pay site.

moving off blogspot

2004-06-16T19:41:00.000-04:00

We'll be moving off blogspot this weekend, so don't worry if there are site hiccups. If you haven't changed your bookmarks to captiveheart.us, please do so. I'm looking forward to having more space to play. :)

comments

2004-06-14T20:09:00.000-04:00

I'm so glad that Blogger has finally allowed comments, but it does have a flaw. As the site administrator, I have the option to either require registration or allow anonymous comments. I really really don't want to turn on registration, but I hate not knowing who is talking to us!

So the compromise is to ask you nicely to please sign your comments. It doesn't have to be your real name, and I promise not to tell your mom you were here. ;)

because you asked....

2004-06-14T19:57:00.000-04:00

We had misplaced the condoms, and I was really really needy. (Well, I AM a slut!)

So I begged Master to use my ass. I think this is the fourth or fifth time we've been successful at anal, and I'm really coming to love it. This time, I had a hand mirror, and I watched his cock stretching my anus. Later, when he'd pulled out, I watched, fascinated, as my relaxed anus slowly closed. By the time I thought of asking Master to take a picture, it had nearly returned to it's normal state.

Home again

2004-06-13T19:29:00.000-04:00

We had a great time, but it's good to be home.

Would anyone like to see a picture of my most recent anal adventures?

Master says you must ask nicely! :)

Rebuttal statement

2004-06-10T14:26:00.000-04:00

On having one's cock damaged .....

My slavegirl, although a US citizen, has been practising the British art of understatement. There was some blood at the time, and considerable pain. The discomfort, and some light bleeding continued for almost a week. Our first few play sessions involving penetrative sex where gentle, to say the least. [understatement alert]

She couldn't even 'kiss it better'.

Breaking Master's cock

2004-06-10T13:45:00.000-04:00

I love doggy style. It's wild and savage and sexy and I love it both psychologically and physically. But it can get a little... uncontrolled. I'm bucking back and forth. His cock is sliding in and out of me, almost full length. And then full length. And then he slid out and I didn't realize it and I bucked back.

We missed, and I bent his cock. And not realizing it right away, I did it again.

Ouch!

Those were the first two times I broke his cock. The third time, it was an anatomy issue--the kind of injury that doesn't happen to circumcised cocks. It was just a little tear where the foreskin attaches to the cock. There was a little bit of blood and too much discomfort for sex.

Luckily, we can have fun doing things other than sex. The bullet and the paddle got workouts. And Master and I both would rather risk the occasional minor injury than do without a foreskin completely.

I love Master's foreskin. :)

What was I talking about?

One of my limits

2004-06-10T13:23:00.000-04:00

As far as I can tell, I'm not switchable. I'm a hard wired sub, and I love it that way. Master makes the rules and I obey them. But there are a few limits that I have, and we ran into one of them a few minutes ago.

We haven't had much internet access, so when we got some today, Master asked me if I would post. I said I would. Then I started catching up on my kinky blog reading. A few minutes later, he noticed that I hadn't started writing yet. I told him I needed to do a little reading in order to get in the right mindset. A few minutes later, he prodded me again.

This is when I realized that I was getting annoyed. A moment's reflection, and I realized why. Early in our relationship, a similar situation had arisen. I'd discovered that no matter how submissive I am, I can't write on command.

I reminded him of this, and it took him by surprised. "But surely that has to be flexible in situations like this when we have a time limit."

I wish. Ah well. We talked about it, I finished reading, and now I'm writing. Just another minor hiccup in happily ever after.

Time for a congratulatory spanking!

2004-06-10T13:20:00.000-04:00

We've been reviewed at Fetish Engine, and we received the Editor's Choice award.

Yay us!

Doms make bad patients

2004-06-06T11:39:00.000-04:00

Doms do not make good patients. They try to order the universe to cooperate in making them feel better. The universe remains unimpressed. But even if Doms were perfect patients, subs make terrible nurses.

I suppose if there was something obvious to do, like placing cold compresses on the forehead, or preparing a certain type of food, or bringing the pills in every 4 hours on the dot, we could manage okay. What we really really suck at is when there isn't anything in particular to do that would be helpful. My submissive desire made me want to make Master better, more than anything, but the only useful thing I could do was stay out of the way.

Fortunately, it was mostly out of his system the next day. Just in time for me to start my period. Can we say "grumpy little bitch"? I knew we could.

About those morning stretches

2004-06-03T14:47:00.000-04:00

We'll try and do some posting now we're away, but they may be a little sporadic.

Anyway. I have mentioned katy's stretches, as the more astute among our three or four loyal readers will have noticed.

Here's this morning's effort.

I was going to comment that it's a wonder we get anything done in the morning, but I get to 'do' katy.

I am a lucky chap.

Announcement

2004-06-02T11:49:00.000-04:00

M and I are going on a little holiday. We'll try to find access points to
keep things up to date around here, but we may not be able to check our
email often. Expect more photos when we return.... ;-)

and by the way....

2004-05-30T22:17:00.000-04:00

Can anyone (Invidia?) help me with a submissive protocol question?

The submissive is typing a kinky post, and the Master looks over her shoulder and asks what she's doing. The submissive wants to keep it a surprise.

What's the submissive way to say: "Fuck off--you'll see it when I'm done!" ?

life comes at you fast

2004-05-30T22:12:00.000-04:00

I just love this series of ads by Nationwide insurance. Especially this little cutie:

Who grows up to be this not quite as little cutie:

I think Master would like to take her over his knee. And I know I'd like to watch it.
*evil grin*

katy has a LeatherButt

2004-05-28T16:58:00.000-04:00

I only have to look at katy's lovely legs and they will bruise. Her butt, however, is an entirely different matter. It takes some serious effort to mark it. Fortunately, I have canes. I like canes. katy likes canes.

But, you know what? An hour later, katy's butt looked like it hadn't been touched. [long suffering, yet Domly, sigh]

oops

2004-05-26T18:40:00.000-04:00

Master was reading the comments below and he saw a little broken graphic x next to each one. "Eh, what's that?" he said, and clicked on one of the x's.

Oops. It turns out that if the graphic hadn't been broken, it would have been a trashcan. He ended up deleting the comment, and as far as we can tell, it can't be recovered. Which is why you get the ominous:

Anonymous said...
This post has been removed by a blog administrator.

So I went back to my email and found the original comment:

I had always worried about that activity...afraid of the pain. When it finally happened...I was amazed at how much I actually liked it....Now, I beg for it when I am with M. He told me I would become an anal slut.......lol. He was right! Glad things worked out for you and that you enjoyed it too!

That is a very nice comment and not at all something we'd administratively delete. :)

(We love comments... keep them coming!)

how it happened

2004-05-25T22:48:00.000-04:00

In March 2003 I wrote about some of the trouble I've had with anal play in a post about playing with a butt plug.

In November 2003 Master wrote about when he first actively lusted after my ass.

In January 2004, I wrote about how disappointed I was that my ass wasn't ready to be fucked during Master's Christmas visit.

Someone wrote (on a blog that is now sadly defunct) that instead of training, I only needed to relax. I've been reading the book Anal Pleasure and Health by Jack Morin, and though he gives exercises to promote anal pleasure, they are intended to help relax those muscles. Ironically, by focusing so hard on those exercises, I was just increasing the tension. Every time I failed, it increased the stress level and tightened up those muscles.

Master and I decided to discontinue the training. Instead, he told me he would take my ass when he felt it was right. He would give me lots of orgasms and put me deep into sub space and play with my anus until it was relaxed. And then... he would just slip it in.

And that's exactly how it happened.

I was supposed to be going for a nap, but I was feeling needy, and I begged him to hurt me. I don't remember what he used. His hands, I think, and one of the riding crops. He had me roll over on my side and he snuggled up behind me. I was using the double bullet--one in my cunt and one on my clit. I could feel his hard cock resting between my ass cheeks.

"Relax," he murmured as he adjusted his cock. "I'm not going to enter you. I just want to press up against you." The head of his cock pressed against my anus and it felt good. We rocked together, and I could feel that the head of his cock was sliding inside my outer sphincter. I couldn't push back without fear of injuring him further (how I injured Master's cock is a topic for another time). I moaned and he told me I was a good little bitch. It could have been minutes or hours. (He told me later it was about 15 minutes.) At some point, the pleasure in my ass grew intense, and I suddenly had to turn off the bullet on my clit. I think it was an orgasm, but it was a very strange one. It must have been using different muscles than normal.

"Katy," he murmured. "My balls are touching your ass."

I hadn't realized it. Somehow I had Master's entire 9" in my very tight virgin ass, and I barely felt it. The muscles were so relaxed. Apparantly most of the nerve endings are in the inner and outer sphincters. I couldn't feel the part of him that was beyond that--at least not directly. It was more of the pressure that I could feel against my cunt, and it's buzzing occupant. I did feel him cum inside me, although it may have been the pulsing at the base of his cock that I felt.

Since his cock is still healing, we haven't repeated the experience. Invasions with his fingers have proven that we've had a genuine breakthrough--it wasn't a one time fluke. He says he might make it normal practice to use my ass. That he might save fucking my cunt for a special treat if I've been a very good girl, or if I've begged prettily enough.

That was exactly what I was afraid of before he took my ass. Now that he has, I want it more than anything.

I've felt more submissive since then--something I hadn't guessed was possible. I've been getting butterflies whenever Master calls me his "good little bitch". I hope that his cock heals soon so that he can take me again. Harder. I want to be fucked in the ass when I'm tied up. I want him to flip up my skirt and bend me over the sofa when I've just arrived home from work. I want him to use my ass whenever he pleases, and without regard to my pleasure. I want him to fuck my ass while another man fucks my cunt. I want him to fuck my mouth, cunt, and ass in the same session.

Thank you Master. Thank you for being patient with me. Thank you for knowing when I was ready, even when I didn't.

Well, surprise

2004-05-25T22:37:00.000-04:00

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Kinky topics

2004-05-25T21:19:00.000-04:00

We're going to link this post from the sidebar and update it frequently as new topics are added and written about. Please join in the comments to either encourage me to write about one of the listed topics or to make suggestions.

the night of 397 orgasms
anal training, successes and setbacks
ego-less states
more about being a service sub
mercy
about the table
pain with and without bondage
Master's Christmas stocking
Losing my anal virginity
Breaking Master's cock (4 times, including blood)
The anatomy of the cock

Master will remind me if I forget. :)

updating the sidebar

2004-05-25T18:20:00.000-04:00

Cunning Linguists seems to be recovered from it's nasty bout of being hijacked by circle jerks, and I haven't had any other problems with the top lists, so back they come.

Hairbrush Action seems to be missing. If its author is out there and ever returns to blogger, please drop us a line! You were one of my regular stops!

And since Master just pointed out that the last run of posts on this blog have been administrative in nature, I will write after dinner about losing my anal virginity.

FYI cont

2004-05-23T18:44:00.000-04:00

Apparantly there's a top-list hijacker out there, because the link to "Cunning Linguists" sent me into the same rape/incest pop-up trap. They've been around forever and never had this kind of icky behavior.

Does anyone know what's going on out there with the top lists?

I'm going to take down our toplist links until it seems safe to put them back.

FYI

2004-05-23T18:10:00.000-04:00

We just removed "Best Bondage Links" from the sidebar because it suddenly turned into a link for "Violent Family Rape" links and continued to spawn pop-ups until I hit alt-F4 about 100 times.

We apologize if anyone else ran into this and was either offended by the content, annoyed by the pop-up traps, or both. The last time I clicked it, it was a perfectly respectable bondage top list. While I'm (fairly) sure that the rape and incest sites were not actual rape or incest, it really has nothing to do with our kink and we'd rather keep captiveheart focused on BDSM.

Will katy ever be satisfied?

2004-05-22T17:07:00.000-04:00

[Rhetorical question alert]

So, I had spanked her, then fucked her pussy and ass, while torturing her nipples. I then came all over her lovely tits, which is always good for making her dive deep into that slutty/subby place.

I get off and begin to clean up. When I look back, I see this:

Yes, after all that, and many orgasms, katy was playing with herself.

I have a more err, detailed view of the above piccie, although I don't suppose anyone's interested in seeing it, are they?

Stormfront

2004-05-19T11:00:00.000-04:00

Last night, a storm moved through the area, so M and I went out on the
patio to enjoy it. We sat under a blanket to keep the rain off, and it
wasn't long before I shed my t-shirt, which was my only piece of clothing.
There's something about feeling the spray of rain on skin, about being
exposed to the elements. If it had been full dark, we would have made love
out there, but the risk of being seen by one of the approximately 6,000
children who live in our complex was too high. Instead, M touched me under
the blanket and drove me wild with his fingers and his murmured words,
while the lightning tore open the sky.

He's silly and wonderful

2004-05-18T16:16:00.000-04:00

M ordered a cell phone for himself today, and then went looking on ebay for
accessories for it. He showed me what he'd ordered for it, and I said I'd
love to have another charger to use at work as well as a headset with a
boom mic. He went looking, found the pieces for my phone, and placed the
order while I was busy telling him that the shipping was too high and I'd
done without for this long, so.....

I love you, M.

On Leopards and Spots

2004-05-17T20:23:00.000-04:00

I'm in a mentally weird place for various reasons--one of which being a business trip that will take me away from Master for four days. Anyway, I started getting impatient with him asking me questions that I didn't know the answer to, and finally exploded in a growl and asked him to give me a moratorium from having any questions directed at me.

Unfortunately, his style of patter depends so much on the asking of questions that it is effectively gagging him. And I'm trying to steel myself up for being spanked with The Beast later (for something that happened earlier), so now we're both in weird, growly moods.

Part of the lifestyle, but I wouldn't be vanilla for the world.

About that picture

2004-05-16T22:00:00.000-04:00

If you look at the picture here, it looks like I have acne on my bottom. Those red dots are actually the result of a really heavy leather flogger. Master has wicked aim, and manages to get that sensitive spot at the curve of my bum with the very ends of the tails.

Owie!

Change your bookmarks

2004-05-16T07:49:00.000-04:00

We finally registered our own domain name! captiveheart.us points here to our blogspot blog right now, but we'll soon be getting our own hosting. We had a host in mind, but after a careful perusal of the tos, realized they don't allow adult sites. (Does anyone know a good kink-friendly host with affordable bandwidth?)

We had about given up on Blogger, but after their changes made them so much easier to use, we've decided to stick with it. We'll just be publishing the blog to our own space, but with the added flexibility to design non-blog pages.

So please change your bookmarks to our new address. We wouldn't want you to miss out on all the fun. :)

katy was a 'naughty' girl during the night

2004-05-14T10:01:00.000-04:00

She awoke around 2am, whimpering and in need, begging me for sex. Then she broke my cock. Twice. So she had to be spanked. Hard.

Later, katy will write about breaking me.

Being naughty at work

2004-05-13T10:09:00.000-04:00

I'm just testing the new "email a post" feature in blogger. If it works, I
may be posting more often, but of course when I'm writing from work I'll be
a bit circumspect.

Yesterday's wake-up call was repeated today, with spectacular results. I
feel fabulous.

Thank you, M. :)

wake up call

2004-05-12T20:56:00.000-04:00

I am a morning person, but I hate waking up. Once I'm awake, I'm okay, but I hate the actual process of waking. This is where having a Master is a Good Thing.

When we were apart, he gave me a wake up call every morning. I would whimper and beg for a few more minutes, and he would call me back a few minutes later. This might happen several times, but once 6:30 arrives, he'd order my sub ass out of bed.

Now, we actually have to set an alarm. (Which I can't hear, because I have to wear earplugs to sleep through Master's snoring, but that's another post...) Master gets up right away, makes a nice cup of tea, checks his email, perhaps does a bit of surfing.

Then he comes to wake me.

I still whimper and beg for a few more minutes, but now he can add a few swats with his implement of choice to help me along. Then there was this morning's solution which was very effective:

"May I have a few more minutes, Master?" (this was maybe the third or fourth iteration)

"No. I'm going to fuck you, instead," he replied. I was lying on my stomach. He grabbed my hips and pulled them up until I was on knees and shoulders and thrust into me. He fucked me hard, came quickly, and ordered me out of bed. I didn't come. He didn't care. I loved being his object. And it did wake me up.

New BDSM bloggage

2004-05-12T20:04:00.000-04:00

Thanks to the yummy new Blogger profile feature, I'm finding other BDSM bloggers. I'm always looking for more blogs by men and/or tops. Nothing against female subs, but I am one, so I know what that's like. I love getting a glimpse into the mind of a Dom. It's really fascinating.

"Journeys of a Bondage Top" is a brand new blog, but if the author sticks with it, it may find a place on our blogroll. If Master approves, of course.

When I say "Jump!"

2004-05-12T10:37:00.000-04:00

Do you respond:

1. By looking annoyed, and telling me to "Fuck off!"
2. Ask "How high?" then jumping
3. By jumping immediately
4. By yelling "Yes, Sir!" while at the same time jumping
5. By yelling "How long do you want me to stay up, Master?" while jumping

If (5), apply within.

Above required on a t-shirt for me.

our new look

2004-05-11T20:33:00.000-04:00

Blogger has comments now! Unfortunately there was no easy way to transport enetation comments over, so all the old ones were lost. :(

I love the new profile feature though! Click on our names to the right, and you'll see our profiles. Then when you see the list of interests, click on any of the words and you'll get a list of other blogs writing about them.

This is still a work in progress, as Master does not approve of me abandoning my regular duties to play with blog templates for the next 72 hours or so (which would be my inclination--I'm quite the obsessive slut). Comments on template changes, or on any other topic near and dear to your heart (except viagra or mortgage refinancing) are welcome.

katy - New Blogger interface!

2004-05-11T18:40:00.000-04:00

Things are going to change around here....

Master: another of katy's stretches

2004-05-11T16:03:00.000-04:00

She does these in the morning. It's a wonder either of us can get out of the house on time, don't you think?

Master: things to wake up to

2004-05-09T13:15:00.000-04:00

katy does a stretching routine every morning. This is what I saw when I walked out of the shower this morning.

What do you think happened next?

Master: Name that paddle competition - result

2004-05-09T10:42:00.000-04:00

Sorry chaps and chappesses, none of you guessed correctly.

I have decided to name the paddle:

The Beast

katy will understand why.

Master: katy has a hairy chest!

2004-05-07T08:05:00.000-04:00

Shocking, isn't it? Perhaps the spunk I frequently deposit on them is acting as a fertiliser?

Could it be that I had just been trimming her pubes, and had scattered the trimmings over her (spectacular) chest?

katy - more about the paddle

2004-05-07T06:54:00.000-04:00

Master just told me that he's already chosen a name for the paddle, but he's waiting to see if anyone will guess it.

He won't tell me what it is.

katy - Which Friend would you fuck?

2004-05-05T17:54:00.000-04:00

In honor of the last episode of Friends tomorrow, I wrote a long post rating the characters in order of fuckability.

Then blogsplat ate it.

We'll be moving to our own server soon, but it won't be too soon for me. In the meantime, leave your comments about which Friend you'd love to fuck (but not before you Name That Paddle!) and I'll be back tomorrow to rewrite my rankings.

katy - Name this paddle!

2004-05-05T17:29:00.000-04:00

I am a masochist. Not only do I need to be spanked to reinforce my submissiveness, I also crave the sensation. Master has used many different implements on me, including floggers, riding crops, canes, hairbrushes, wooden spoons, as well as any random item within reach that he thinks will be safe and effective.

Until now, we hadn't had enough 3D time together for me to compare the different implements. Usually I'm in subspace during the application of said implements, and it is difficult to quantify a subjective experience like pain.

Now we come to the varnished oak paddle:

Often, when Master is spanking me, he'll have me say something to him with each stroke. Usually I'll say things like "I am a very naughty slavegirl" or "I love you, Master". Two nights ago, I was surprised to hear myself saying "I hate that fucking paddle!"

Of course that earned me a few more strokes that night, and they were so hard that I ended up using my safeword. (Since I'm a masochist, I hardly ever do this.)

Last night, he used the varnished oak paddle again. First, I said "Mercy" (which is not my safeword, but a beg word that means I'm near the edge of my endurance). Master gave me a few more strokes, and I cried out "No more!" That is similar to my safeword of "too much", but I couldn't get the words out right. Master knew what I meant.

We snuggled and Master teased me about why someone who can take a 150 strokes of the cane on the ass then beg for more on the tits as a reward would safeword with a relatively mild paddling. I don't know why pain is so subjective. (Believe me, if I could figure out how to get masochistic pleasure out of the tension headache I have right now, I'd be blissed out...) What I do know, is that the varnished oak paddle needs a name.

Master agreed.

I suggested we name it "Safeword". Master expressed his disapproval of that name with several nipple tweaks. So I suggested that we ask our readers for suggestions. Master agreed, but I'm not allowed to tell you to vote for "Safeword". As this is not a democracy, any votes for "Safeword" will be invalidated. Besides, this is a suggestion box, not a ballot box.

Master, will there be a prize if someone's suggestion is chosen?

Master - laundry and dominance

2004-05-05T10:54:00.000-04:00

katy failed to stress one thing in her report on the Laundry and Dominance incident. I usually only suffer from jetlag when traveling from West to East -- presumably because of the 'lost' time. This trip, I have suffered badly from it, despite travelling from East to West. The day in question, I actually had a two-hour sleep around lunchtime. Sleeping during the day is practically unheard of for me. I probably shoudn't even have tackled the laundry that day, but I was running short of shirts.

Anyway, I am usually much better at the hanging of things, as katy also failed to mention.

As to her question at the end of her post, the answer is "Neither." Logically, katy understands that I don't "twitch" at the concept of handing over control to someone with better skills than I have. Emotionally, she might not quite believe it yet.

The alternative, of course, is that she was bloody annoyed, forgot I was feeling unwell, and used the formal approach to hide her annoyance.

Not bad for a year with no advertising

2004-05-05T10:44:00.000-04:00

Captive Heart's visit counter stands at 100,143 as of 1042 Eastern today.

Go us!

Master and katy

katy - laundry and Dominance

2004-05-03T21:36:00.000-04:00

Until the immigration paperwork is final, Master is not able to legally work. Since he's not even a little bit lazy, he takes care of our home while I'm at work. Every time I enter the apartment, it's cleaner than what I left behind. I still have a few household chores. I don't mind doing ironing and mending, and Master despises both. I am certainly expected to clean up behind myself (something Master is gently teaching me to do--at some point, there will be swats administered for items left out of place, but we are still in the training stage), and of course, some chores, like making the bed, are easier for two.

So I came home from work the other day and Master announced that we had no laundry detergent left, but that there was also not a stitch of dirty laundry anywhere in the house. Like me, Master folds or hangs up the clothing when it's finished drying. Unlike me, he goes on to the next step of actually putting it away. Except for my clothes, because he hadn't figured out where I keep my own clothes. He wasn't feeling well that day, so he didn't think to tell me I needed to put my clothes away, and I went several days without noticing.

A couple of days later, he said "I'm not very good at hanging up clothes, so I'll need you to take care of these." He gestured to the clothes hanging in the laundry closet.

"Not very good" at hanging up clothes was a bit of an understatement. He had two blouses hung with their collars mangled and folded half inside the neckline. One tank top was actually draped onto a skirt hanger. Several things I wouldn't ordinarily need to iron had to go into the ironing basket directly. If I had been dealing with any man other than Master, I'd have suspected the male trick of feigning incompetence to get out of chores, but that would be impossible for Master. He's far too honest for one thing, but he's also too Dominant to use passive-aggressive methods.

Now I was faced with a slave's dilemma. Of course the correct thing for a slavegirl to do in a dilemma is to ask her Master for advice. Which I did.

"Master, which would be more likely to make your Dom energy twitch: If I give you lessons on how to hang clothes, or if I request that you leave my laundry alone and let me do it?"

As it's bedtime, I'll leave the story for Master to finish. He really isn't half bad at laundry, though.

katy - where I've been

2004-05-02T21:36:00.000-04:00

Emma asked where I've been since Master arrived. You see, I've been chained to the wall in the closet this whole time. He only led me by the leash to the bathroom when needed, and gave me dinner in a bowl on the floor.....

KIDDING! Okay, we're hardwired, full-time kinky people, but I think more than an hour or two of being chained somewhere would be too extreme for us. The less interesting truth is that I have a full-time job and you can imagine how our time at home is being used. You know, like unpacking Master's bags and finding room for all our books and rearranging the furniture.

What, that isn't quite what you imagined? ;-)

Announcement

2004-05-02T18:03:00.000-04:00

Master and katy

Living together is good for the soul, but bad for the blog.

We'll be back. Watch this space.

katy is a masochistic slavegirl

2004-04-30T10:04:00.000-04:00

Master

In my last post, I mentioned that katy chose having her breasts caned as a reward. I suspect that only a masochist would have made such a choice. More so, as she had just had her ass and inner thighs caned.

The marks don't show up that well on camera, but I thiught our 4 loyal readers would appreciate another picture.

Hello chaps and chappesses

2004-04-28T09:31:00.000-04:00

Master

I sent katy to work today -- I need a rest. Perhaps I am getting old?

Perhaps not.

To say that everything is wonderful would be something of an understatement. We had only managed 40 days together between the time we met and now. We were as sure as we could be that we are One. But, you never really know until you start trying to live together and make the reality work, do you? Well, I know it's only been 4 days, but things could not feel more right. We aren't just doing the giddy in love thing, we're also do mundane ever day things, like putting the trash out, mucking out the stove etc. In other words: we're living a real life together.

No apologies for sounding mushy.

We are, of course, being perverts together. ;-)

Last night, I caned katy's butt, hard. 25 strokes from each of 6 canes - two of them double canes. i then told her she could choose a reward, for being such a good girl. You know what? She chose to have her breasts caned. She's no masochist, is she?

katy - bliss!

2004-04-26T20:37:00.000-04:00

Everything is wonderful, except that we managed to lose all the pictures we've taken so far.

Not that anyone is interested in seeing anything like that. Are you?

katy - bundle of nerves

2004-04-24T10:11:00.000-04:00

I tried to explain to Master how I could be totally nervous about today, and yet not have any doubts or fears. The closest I could come was relating it to stage fright. I'm not afraid of public speaking in the sense that I'm scared I'll forget what to say, or that the audience will hate me. But I always have the jitters just before. Master said, "Ah, it's performance anxiety. You're afraid you won't be able to get it up." *snicker* Well, not exactly. I want everything in our home to be perfect, but I know it won't be. So I'm not really sure where the nervousness is coming from. Anybody out there want to take a stab at defining it?

I'll be leaving for the airport soon. Don't expect any more posts today. ;-)

btw, isn't our little countdown script cute with its grammar issues? *giggle*

Dear Master....

2004-04-22T22:16:00.000-04:00

I love you.

Tomorrow.

For Magdala

2004-04-22T12:07:00.000-04:00

Master

Who asked:

Is it permissible to ask things like....how are you going to do it? What about work? Are you bringing everything you own? Are you staying forever? Are you getting married? What about kids? Do either of you have any? Want any? Going to get a new place to live together or keep the old one?
Um, just stuff like that :)

Well, we can't answer that in detail without giving away alot about who we are in the real world. What we will say is:

We are both divorced. We intend to marry (having one vanilla and one kinky ceremony). katy has no kids, I do, although some have already fled the nest. We don't want kids. katy moved within the last year and we don't plan moving again for now.

As for everythinhg I own? I walked away with personal possessions (plus laptop and books) only when my marriage ended. No regrets. So I don't have much to move.

Just to clarify: my relationship with katy postdates the end of my marriage.

katy has strong fantasies about being used by multiple men

2004-04-22T06:45:00.000-04:00

Master

Some things are best left in fantasy, some can be played out.

I keep threatening to stop during the drive back from the airport on Saturday.

Picture shamelessly lifted from the excellent Just One Bite.

2 days.

Nothing to write about

2004-04-21T10:38:00.000-04:00

Except: 3 FREAKIN' DAYS!

Master

katy likes to be caned

2004-04-19T15:08:00.001-04:00

Master

This isn't katy, but an image from my collection. I like it because it appears to be real.

I have posted pictures of katy's bottom after being caned. Unfortunately, to get pictures of an actual caning, I need a volunteer camera wielder. Preferably part of a couple, so we can return the favour. ;-)

5 days.

For another 7 days .....

2004-04-17T05:16:00.000-04:00

Master

..... katy must continue to play with herself. She most likes to do it when I am weaving a fantasy down the phone line for her -- especially if I humliate her. She also has a fantasy of doing this while being watched by other men.

She's such a naughty slavegirl.

katy - updated picture gallery, sort of

2004-04-14T22:39:00.000-04:00

I updated the picture gallery with the rest of the pictures of me from the site, but for some reason the script is only pulling the original twelve. Maybe it will fix itself later, or maybe I have to argue with it some more. Either way, the pics are here

katy - picture gallery

2004-04-13T22:47:00.000-04:00

Want to see all of my pictures in one place? I haven't gotten them all added yet, but you can see the first twelve here.

Thanks to Magdala for pointing me to blogtricks, where I found the gallery script

katy - when Master cums in my mouth

2004-04-13T22:13:00.000-04:00

"How does it feel when I cum in your mouth?" he asked. I thought about it, hesitated, then suggested I blog it later.

"Just tell me briefly now."

"If I do, I'll go deep into subspace. If I do, I won't get much done around the house tonight." (The choice is always his, of course, but I was giving him all the information so his choice would be informed.)

So I didn't talk about it then. I got things done around the house and waited until now to write.

First, there's the lunge. Since I have TMJ, I can't deep throat. I use my hand to act as an extension of my mouth so that his whole cock is being stimulated, and Master is careful not to fuck my mouth too hard if my hand isn't there to act as a safety block. But as soon as he starts cumming, I can't help it. I drop my hand and lunge onto his cock, trying to take it as deep as I can. It's instinctive. Master told me tonight that he wants to come over my tongue sometime, but I think for that to happen, he'd have to be enough in control just before his orgasm to order me not to lunge. Even then, I'm not sure I'd be able to stop myself.

There's something deeply satisfying, in a way that's both submissive and potent, about feeling a cock pulse and twitch in my mouth. Feeling the hot spunk in my throat. Swallowing and consuming what I've drawn from his body with my lips and tongue and hands.

Sometimes I think of fellatio as a sacrament, on my knees before a holy altar. Sometimes it feels like he's feeding me, giving up some of his own life-force to nurture me. Much less common--even though we love humiliation games--it feels naughty. But usually, whether I've been a holy priestess or a dirty whore in our play until then, the sacred and the profane disappear when his cock touches my mouth. I become nothing more than an object, with no shame attached. In that moment, I exist only to please his cock. My mouth, my body, my entire being is focused on nothing more than sucking the spunk out of him.

And when I finally do? When Master cums in my mouth? How can I describe it? How can I put into words how it feels when my soul, intent upon a single goal, suddenly achieves its purpose?

The closest word I can find is "complete". I feel complete. I feel peace.

(10 days)

Fun in the mail

2004-04-13T10:43:00.000-04:00

Master

During our morning call today, the mail man arrived here. There was a card from a certain girlslave of my acquaintance. She was more than a little excited that it arrived while we were on th ephone together.

The front was amusing, but non-kinky.

The message inside:

19 days!

Last night I called you in the middle of the night. I needed to be humiliated. I needed to be used. I belong to you and I can't wait to start Happy Ever After.

Your slut

I love owning a slavegirl.

11 days!

katy - rubber beggy bubby bumpers

2004-04-12T21:08:00.000-04:00

It having just occured to us that we didn't have a line in the budget for condoms, I went surfing to find a cheap source for rubbers in bulk.

Wow. There are a lot more condoms out there than I knew about. That's what i get for relying on the "family planning" corner at WalMart for my consumer information, where the only choice is whether you want your Trojans with spermicide or without.

Anyway, consider me intrigued. I'll be ordering the Super Mighty Mix, a large assorted pack for a great price.

I did get a giggle out of the Hot Rod condoms with the Speedstrip Applicator. Enables you to put on the condom in 1 second flat. I admit, I can't apply a condom that quickly, but surely the Slutstrip Applicator has compensations to make up for taking a few more seconds.

Oh wait! I've got it. It's for Master to use when I'm tied up. Maybe I'll add them to the shopping cart after all. ;-)

(11 days)

katy - the night of 397 orgasms

2004-04-12T20:41:00.000-04:00

Continued from here

Having been limited to phone sex for most of our relationship, I don't think either of us will miss it. I can't deny, though, that we were very good at it. (Being able to cum on command might have something to do with that...)

Master enjoys saying the magic words when I'm doing things completely unrelated to sex. Like making dinner. (So far I've managed to avoid spilling boiling water on myself or slicing off my thumb.) I usually will be ordered to come at the conclusion of the morning spanking, as well as during it.

Then there was the Night of 397 Orgasms.

Master has teased me for not writing about it yet, but the truth is that it's all a bit blurry. I think that we weren't using the bullet that night--just my hands and his words. What I do remember is begging him to let me stop coming. I begged and begged. I said "Mercy" (BTW, "mercy" isn't my safeword, but it's a signal to Master that I'm very close to the edge) He'd tease me. Back off. Give me a few minutes to catch my breath. Then say the words again. And again. And again.

And I'd beg for mercy.

Again.

And again.

And again.

I somehow survived that night.

(11 days)

Why katy had to go

2004-04-12T12:43:00.000-04:00

Master

katy was in somewhat of a rush to get off the phone at one point yesterday. She was in the bath at the time we were talking.

Today, she sent me a picture of why. She wanted to shave her pussy, save for the small bush of hair I like her to keep. This gives me the best of both worlds. Her labia are smooth and bare, and I don't get hairs in my mouth when I eat her pussy -- something I love to do, especially just after I've fucked her. But, there is still some sensitive hair for decoration and for me to play with.

Some years ago, someone I later came to recognise as a Dim-Dom-Wannabe, told me that my desire to eat pussy wasn't very Domly. Bullshit! A major part of being a Dom is that I get to do, and order katy to do, whatever the hell I want. So, as I love eating pussy, I do it alot.

Not that katy's complaining.

12 days.

Once again, only I am counting the days

2004-04-11T02:29:00.000-04:00

Master

*long suffering sigh*

13 days, as katy failed to note in her last naughty post. She really does have a spanking fetish (it is possible I also do). It's difficult to take pictures while I'm spanking her. Perhaps we will have to find some local kinky friends to help us out with the photography?

Any volunteers?

PS. Did I mention: 13 days?

katy - wondering

2004-04-10T20:01:00.000-04:00

I wonder if the pretty neighbor on the other side of the wall from my computer can hear the spanking sounds of the videos I'm streaming?

If she can, I wonder if she thinks it's me being spanked?

Will she blush the next time we run into each other in the parking lot?

Does she have a secret wish, just below the level of conscious thought, to be pushed over a man's knee, have her skirt flipped up and her panties pulled down, and spanked to tears?

I can imagine Master spanking her.

Or perhaps... she doesn't want to be spanked at all. Perhaps when she sees me in the parking lot, she imagines having me over her knee....

I told you we weren't counting!

2004-04-10T03:19:00.000-04:00

Master

At least, katy wasn't, when she posted earlier today. Ah well, I shall just have to be excited enough for both of us. ;-)

14 days.

Two weeks today.

katy - Magic

2004-04-09T21:26:00.000-04:00

We just added Mistress Matisse to our blogroll, and I showed this piece, from April 7, to Master:

So there I was, sliding this metal rod into his dick, thinking, "What a magical thing this is." And that�s how it seems to me when I'm playing � like it's magic. Like I'm magic. I love that I can do these intense things to people's bodies, and somehow, through some alchemical transformation, it's not a bad thing. Instead, it's wonderful. That's where the power comes from, for me. Not in making people endure something nasty � that's just bullying someone. No, the magic is doing fierce things to people and making them like it. That's the magic.

And asked him if that's what he feels when he hurts me. After he finished cringing at the image of the metal rod being inserted (he's not even a little bit masochistic!), he said yes, that describes it better than he's ever been able to put it. And that made me feel magical, because I've never quite been able to understand what he gets out of it. I couldn't do to someone else what he does to me--not without great effort and very little enjoyment. Master is incapable of getting any kind of pleasure out of receiving pain or being bound. But together.... as the Mistress says, it's magic.

katy - 16 days

2004-04-07T22:11:00.000-04:00

I wish I could meet Master at the airport in leather and chains.

Instead, it will probably be a thin spring dress. Stockings. No bra. No panties. High heels. (If it pleases Master, of course. Although he usually lets me choose my airport attire.)

I'll wear a pearl necklace, but I'll take my collar and beg Master to lock it around my slave throat when we get to the car. Since he'll be driving, he'll probably order me to play with myself. I wonder if he'll order me to bring the bullet? Or the pussy whip?

Or both? Master

katy and leather

2004-04-05T13:03:00.000-04:00

Master

Our three loyal readers will have noticed how much katy likes leather, especially dressing up in it. It helps, of course, that she has the body for it. Yummy!

She is wearing her formal leather collar in this picture. She only wears this when we're together in 3D -- the above picture was taken at Christmas.

She has become quite a leather slut since we got together. She loves the feel of it, the smell of it and, given the number of whackers and slappers I have made of it, the slappy/thud of it.

19 days.

If either of us were counting.

Which we aren't.

That is obvious, surely?

katy's hair

2004-04-03T15:34:00.000-05:00

katy has beautiful soft hair (on her head, you perverts!), but it was very short when we first met. I told her quite early on that I love long hair on a woman, and enjoy brushing it. Six months ago, katy told me she was going to ler her hair grow long again. It grows quickly -- this piccie is a couple of days old.

Yes, once you've finished looking at her lovely breasts, you just need to look up a little.

PS. 21 days.

More subtle hints from katy

2004-04-01T08:46:00.000-05:00

Master

What do you think my beautiful slavegirl was suggesting when she sent me this piccie?

23 days.

Not counting down - not even a little bit

2004-03-30T08:02:00.000-05:00

Master

I purchased my flight tickets today. I am leaving the UK one day earlier than originally planned. This means the countdown, if there was one, has not reached 26 today, but 25.

It is possible we are more than a little excited.

Taking katy's only remaining 'virginity'

2004-03-29T13:13:00.000-05:00

Master

I am a breast man. If, for example, a woman is naked, I will quickly scan her face, then give a much longer look to her breasts. Pretty much the same if she is clothed, actually. ;-)

katy has beautiful breasts, and exquisitely sensitive nipples. I like that in a slavegirl.

Anyway, katy had never experienced a titfuck until she met me. She had never even had them (or any other part of her) stroked by a cock. I leak a LOT of pre-cum, which not all of my previous lovers have enjoyed. katy loves it. When I say "a LOT", I mean enough for it to provide enough lubrication to use my cock as a massage tool. Yummy. It also means we don't need lube for titfucks.

katy was, I think, mildly surprised by how intimate it feels. Of course, the old spunk all over her tits thing seriously feeds her inner slut and naughty girl. She almost almost has an orgasm with me when we do this, even though I am not stimulating her clit.

katy is also a tease. She sent this piccie recently. What do you think she was suggesting?

PS. She is wearing her heavy chain, non-public collar.

PPS. 27 days.

katy - orgasm control

2004-03-27T21:22:00.000-05:00

Very early in our relationship, Master taught me to cum on command.

I just found the initial exercise he assigned me in an email:

Exercise 1: Enhancing your orgasms.

You need to be relaxed yet horny for this. Try thinking of the things we have done together.

I want you to masturbate as usual but, you are to get as close as possible to coming, then stop it. Ideally, carry on touching yourself (away from the clit if necessary), but back off from the orgasm.

Once you feel you are in control again, return to the direct stimulation, again stopping short of orgasm.

Points to bear in mind:

1. Accidental orgasms are likely until you gain full control. Accidental ones are ok - getting pissed-off with waiting and giving yourself one is a punishable offence.

2. For now, I will allow you to orgasm as soon as the second cycle.

3. The long-term aim is for you to go through the cycle 5-10 times before release.

4. The purpose of all this is twofold. First to give you bigger, even more satisfying orgasms. The second is to teach your orgasm control, as it may one day be required of you.

5. The very long-term aim is that, with training, some submissives are capable of orgasm on command. Wanna find out if you're one of them?

Another exercise was to countdown from 10 to 1, aiming to have the orgasm at 1. I was easy to train. It only took a few weeks of exercises, plus Master's command voice, for me to learn to cum on command.

Next time: the night of 397 orgasms

Perverse, and not in a kinky way

2004-03-26T16:31:00.000-05:00

Master

It is strange, and dispiritingly perverse that, as we approach permanent togetherness (30 days), some of the problems of maintaining an LDR (long distance relationship) are becoming greater. Is it so unreasonable to expect them to lessen? It seems that we both have become more sensitive to the loneliness, the ache, the rolling over in the night to a cold and empty bed.

We are both world class at talking through problems, and this has helped make us best friends, as well as everything else we are together and that is getting us through.

30 days.

Let the countdown begin

2004-03-24T09:51:00.000-05:00

We have now been able to start the countdown to the time when we will be together forever:

32 days

Maybe sooner.

Master

katy - spring

2004-03-21T20:33:00.000-05:00

It's the second day of spring, so I figured it was time to pull all the warm-weather clothes out of storage.

Oh look... here's an outfit Master likes:

What, I'm supposed to wear pants?

*petulant sigh*

A thought for submissives

2004-03-19T08:06:00.000-05:00

"I do not want to be the leader. I refuse to be the leader. I want to live darkly and richly in my femaleness. I want a man lying over me, always over me. His will, his pleasure, his desire, his life, his work, his sexuality the touchstone, the command, my pivot. I don't mind working, holding my ground intellectually, artistically; but as a woman, oh, God, as a woman I want to be dominated. I don't mind being told to stand on my own feet, not to cling all that I am capable of doing but I am going to be pursued, fucked, possessed by the will of a male at his time, his bidding."
~Anais Nin~

katy - Invidia's art

2004-03-18T20:07:00.000-05:00

Invidia has a new piece of spanking art up with a Sci-fi theme, and I'm pretty sure one of the Laws of Robotics is being violated.

Lonely

2004-03-17T10:45:00.000-05:00

I ache for you, wench.

Soon we will be together forever.

Master

katy - lonely

2004-03-15T21:51:00.000-05:00

I miss you, Master.

Antique kinky toys

2004-03-15T16:49:00.000-05:00

I have purchased an antique pillow fluffer (sometimes mistaken for a carpet beater) for my pretty slavegirl. It is now mounted on the wall, looking like an ornament, but both of us know what it signifies: her submission to me.

Sonn I will be there to use it on her.

Master

I would just like to say

2004-03-13T09:21:00.000-05:00

"Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body; but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming, "Wow! What a Ride!'"

Unattributed, but leading current candidate to be my epitaph.

Master

BDSM erotica

2004-03-11T08:04:00.000-05:00

Damn, this is a hot picture!

Sent to me without accreditation.

Master

Sassy submissives and exhibitionism combined

2004-03-08T12:24:00.000-05:00

katy is an exhibitionist. She is also sassy.

I know, I know, reading this blog and looking at the piccies would never have prepared you for such a revelation, but there it is.

I told her to send me a picture of her hot and wet.

Yes, she had just stepped out of the shower.

Let the spankings commence.

Master

They're back!

2004-03-05T04:02:00.000-05:00

Who?

The Boss and Invidia, lately slipped away into another dimension entirely, are back over at The Collar Purple.

Yayy!

katy - Advice for submissives

2004-03-04T22:09:00.000-05:00

Keep the floor vacuumed so that when your Master orders you to crawl to the bedroom, you have a nice clean surface.

A perfect cure for a sore caned ass

2004-03-03T11:40:00.000-05:00

I am a kind Master. Not only do I cane katy until she squeals (and beyond), I sometimes provide her with a salve for her burning ass cheeks. I usually fuck her hard from behind after I cane her. Sometimes, if she has been an especially good little slave girl, I will pull out and cum over her ass, then have her massage it in with her own hands.

This is humiliating a.k.a. HotAsAllHell for katy.

Here she is just afterwards, when I also had her touch herself.

Master

Taking the Leap

2004-03-01T02:44:00.000-05:00

If you're a woman, wait no longer for that engagement ring-- today, Sadie
Hawkins day, is your day to propose marriage. This tradition originates in
Ireland in the 5th century, when St. Bridget convinced St. Patrick to allow
one day that a woman could propose. If the man refused, he was fined
(incidentally, St. Bridget proposed to St. Patrick that day; he said no).
1,600 years later, the fine has been ousted (who's idea was that?), but women
still have only this one day every 4 years set aside to profess their love
and commitment for the men in their lives.

*from @ February 29

"May I marry you, Master?" I asked.

He said yes.

I'm the happiest slavegirl in the world.

Additional from Master

Will you cry when I, your Master, go down on bended knee, ring in hand, and make the proposal official in 3D?

I have been looking at rings:

Darth Pervert or Perv Vader?

2004-02-27T11:54:00.000-05:00

No, this is neither me nor katy.

Err, was it a cold day?

Sent to me by a friend, with no accreditation.

Master

katy likes to be spanked

2004-02-23T11:43:00.000-05:00

I spank katy every day -- it is one of our rituals. When we are together in 3D, it is done as part of the morning ritual where she sucks my cock while I collar her. On work days, she wears one of a range of necklaces as her symbolic collar for the day. I usually prefer to use my hand when I spank her, saving the tools for more complex scenes.

While we are apart, she spanks herself with a heavy hairbrush, under my direction. For us, it is a really powerful way (emotionally even more than physically) of reinforcing the dynamic of our relationship.

Anyway. this is katy's lovely butt after I spanked her. I don't remember the exact occassion but, judging by the preponderance of marks on her right side, I'm guessing I was standing to her left.

Now this looks like a fun thing to own

2004-02-19T15:32:00.000-05:00

The equipment, you perverts!

I can imagine katy in that position. Great for spanking, caning, whipping ......... *wandering off into pleasant memory land*

Master

Leather and spanking combined

2004-02-16T11:56:00.000-05:00

Master

This is katy. Need I say more?

My kind of survery

2004-02-13T14:00:00.000-05:00

Master

The Guardian newspaper, here in Britain, conducted a survery of sexual pactices and relationships, here.

Among its findings:

British people top the league for bondage in the bedroom, according to an independent thinktank.

The Policy Exchange will reveal on St Valentine's Day that British people are more likely to experiment with handcuffs than their foreign counterparts.

One is entirely unsurprised.

Talking of restraint, as I was in the post below

2004-02-11T11:56:00.000-05:00

Does anybody else find the restrained warrior look hot as all hell?

I can hear her saying "OK, you've got the chains on me. Are you Domnant enough to make me submit to you?" She's saying it with a sneer, of course.

Master

Reasons why owning a slavegirl is wonderful #3,917

2004-02-10T10:36:00.000-05:00

Master

I am both a dominant and a sadist. One of my favourite activities is to restrain pretty slavegirls and torture/use/fuck them. I also like to surprise them. The average slavegirl (if such a thing exists) tends to expect pain when she is completely restrained. I play using a heavy (and heady) misture) of pain and pleasure. I might, for example, put tight clamps on her nipples, then use a piece of fur to stroke her body.

Our three loyal readers will be unsurprised to hear that katy loves to be restrained. It allows her to let go to the nth degree. Perhaps because she has no control over what is done to her, so it can't be 'wrong', or 'naughty'.

In this picture, katy is wearing leather (we'll come back to katy's leather fetish at a later date) wrist and ankle restraints, her heavy collar and blindfold. Chrome chains run from the corners of the bed to her restraints. Additionally, soft rope connects he wrists and ankles, making any signficant movement impossible.

Sometime soon, katy will write about how she feels when she's restrained.