Christmas cheer

Looks like another quiet weekend ........ Sir's cold is now being attacked by some antibiotics....and He should be feeling much better in 5 days.. that is Monday if anyone is interested.....
i, on the other hand, managed to pick up a nasty lil bug going round school that.. depending on who you talk to.. will last anywhere from 24 hours to a week... i have my fingers crossed that by this time tomorrow i will be feeling right as rain again..

Sooooo because nothing exciting springs to mind.. i will leave you all with this old favourite.. enjoy............

12 days of a BDSM Christmas
~ Anonymous

On the first day of Christmas my Master
handcuffed me to a branch on a big pear tree

On the second day of Christmas
my Master gave to me,
two nipple clamps
while handcuffed to the pear tree...

On the third day of Christmas
my Master gave to me,
three good tugs on the two nipple clamps,
while handcuffed to the pear tree...

On the fourth day of Christmas
my Master gave to me,
four probing fingers,
three good tugs on the two nipple clamps,
while handcuffed to the pear tree...

On the fifth day of Christmas
my Master gave to me,
five vibes that sing...
four probing fingers,
three good tugs on the two nipple clamps,
while handcuffed to the pear tree...

On the sixth day of Christmas
my Master gave to me,
six clitty rings,
five vibes that sing...
four probing fingers,
three good tugs on the two nipple clamps,
while handcuffed to the pear tree...

On the seventh day of Christmas
my Master gave to me,
seven paddle whacks,
six clitty rings, five vibes that sing...
four probing fingers,
three good tugs on the two nipple clamps,
while handcuffed to the pear tree...

On the eighth day of Christmas
my Master gave to me,
eight whips that crack,
seven paddle whacks, six clitty rings,
five vibes that sing... four probing fingers,
three good tugs on the two nipple clamps,
while handcuffed to the pear tree...

On the ninth day of Christmas
my Master gave to me,
nine nasty pinches,
eight whips that crack, seven paddle whacks,
six clitty rings, five vibes that sing...
four probing fingers,
three good tugs on the two nipple clamps,
while handcuffed to the pear tree...

On the tenth day of Christmas
my Master gave to me,
ten tender touches,
nine nasty pinches, eight whips that crack,
seven paddle whacks, six clitty rings,
five vibes that sing... four probing fingers,
three good tugs on the two nipple clamps,
while handcuffed to the pear tree...

On the eleventh day of Christmas
my Master gave to me,
eleven loving kisses,
ten tender touches, nine nasty pinches,
eight whips that crack, seven paddle whacks,
six clitty rings, five vibes that sing...
four probing fingers,
three good tugs on the two nipple clamps,
while handcuffed to the pear tree...

On the twelfth day of Christmas
my Master gave to me,
12 silver chains,
eleven loving kisses, ten tender touches,
nine nasty pinches, eight whips that crack,
seven paddle whacks, six clitty rings,
five vibes that sing... four probing fingers,
three good tugs on the two nipple clamps,
while handcuffed to the pear tree. x

on gags..

Last night during my nightly chat with Sir.......... i was fussing over Him and this cold He is fighting. Sir had to go out later in the evening, and i was trying to give Him some old fashioned advise about night air and colds. My mother ALWAYS said that there was nothing worse for a cold than cold damp night air. She would insist (even if i only had a little cough) that i wear a scarf over my mouth and nose. Sir guffawed over that idea.. said that is why they make heaters for cars.. and that He most definitely did NOT "do" gags.

That made me laugh.. because you see.. in my opinion Sir most definitely DOES "do" gags. We have 2 ring gags, one bit gag and one ball gag hanging on the wall in the play room. Besides that .. Sir has used scarves, and socks, and underwear to gag me. All of which make me gag....... (yeah yeah i know i am not supposed to GAG.. but i am supposed to be quiet!!)

While i was thinking about all this gagging.. i remembered my all time favourite way of being gagged...... with bondage tape. The very first time Sir bound my head in it.. i found it a bit scary......... and after a long hard session the removal of said bondage tape brought on the most interesting reaction from me. It felt very much like all the skin on my face was being stripped off. i remember frantically feeling the tape as layer by layer it was removed.. i remember running my hands over my face to assure myself that everything was where it was supposed to be. And i remember declaring my undying love of bondage tape!!! (though i was never very impressed with the look of myself bound up in it!)


Now i was thinking.......... as soon as Sir is fit and well again....... and seeing as how the bondage tape is such a festive colour........... maybe.. just maybe Sir will bind me up and have His way with me..................... yummmmmmy!!!

soft snow and soft memories

It was almost like Mother Nature knew i needed my spirits lifted just a bit. It is very difficult to get cracking on Christmas stuff when the grass is still green.. and the rain is falling. This morning on my way back from the grocery store it started to snow.... BIG soft gentle flakes of snow.

i decided .. seeing as i had the weekend off so to speak.. i would get cracking and do some Christmas baking. Every so often i would look out the window and watch the snow falling..... covering everything. It just felt so right ... you know what i mean?? Christmas smells throughout the house and Christmas snow covering the ground.

It brought back memories of past Christmases.. the one when i couldn't fall asleep and my dad (who wasn't exactly known for his snuggling ways) came and laid on the bed with me and whispered stories in my ear until i finally dozed off.... memories that brought me up to last year.. when after everyone was settled after our turkey dinner (we do Christmas on the 24th here) my grandson and i stole away and came up to the office.. and granny fired up the pc.. and went to the NORAD site.. and he and i watched Santa travel round the world.. in the darkness.. snuggling together.

Christmas can be such a hectic time of year.. a time when parents stress.. and kids get over tired and sick..... it should be a time of memories.. warm memories that last a lifetime........

Tonite .. when all the work was done.. and all the memories were rehashed.. i pulled on my coat and boots and took the shovel down and went outside under the soft falling flakes and shovelled and marvelled at the world of white .. and i swear i saw Christmas fairies dancing in the snow........... my little reindeer finally looks at home in the front yard.. standing in the snow now rather than the mud and dead leaves..........




Yes winter has finally arrived........ and..... Christmas IS coming...........

boring update......

Sir had a bad cold this weekend........ but He tried His damndest to be with me.. to be Sir.... but the truth of the matter was.. He was sick. After a wasted trip out to the Island for the Craft Fair (wasted because they lost their power during the ice storm Friday night and still hadn't gotten it back, so it was cancelled and no one thought to publicize it's cancellation) Sir decided the best place for Him was home in His own bed....... so i was left to my own devices for the day.........

i did take advantage of the time and did some Christmas baking (more to be done today) and wrapped up gifts .. and more gifts and more gifts......... didn't i say we were gonna cut back this year???!!

And then of course my damn printer decided to act up .. right in the middle of printing up a homemade gift for family.......... turns out someone (probably the spiteful cats) had managed to unplug the cable from both the printer and the tower!! AND then in my brilliant wisdom.. when i had the desk pulled back.. i decided to clean all the dust bunnies off the wires .. off the tower.. off the cables.. and then guess what ??!! the pc didn't work when it was time to talk with Sir at 8:00 p.m. Remember my cranky attitude ?? it got worse....... but with much unplugging and plugging back in .. and finally a good kick to the tower.. i had lift off!!

(now i do have to add.. that all of this was done in ankle cuffs chained together to keep my steps small and dainty.. my wrists were cuffed as well. Trust me when i say that the above list was done much slower than usual because of these cuffs.... going up and down stairs was a challenge not to trip over the chains.. the baking was more of a challenge to keep the batter and subsequent hand washing away from the lovely leather. BUT it also kept me focused on who and what i am.......... i am not a vanilla housewife ... i am a submissive.. serving only Sir's wishes. OH yeah .. and the smoking issue....... Sir told me early in the morning to go back to the old rule about smoking.. outside but with clothes on!! We will be discussing this smoking issue when He is feeling better.)


That was my Saturday............ and my Sunday is shaping up pretty much along the same lines.. more baking.. more wrapping.. washing and ironing....... all by my lonesome. There will be no ropes in red and green (to celebrate the start of the holiday season) .. no floggers or whips to make my ass red..... no orgasms .. just pretty much vanilla STUFF to get done.. with Sir at home in bed........ and me over here......

(seeing as i had nothing note worthy to write about i thought i might add some Christmas pics to the Photojournal - see the link at the right)

cranky sub.

Well the new rules arrived yesterday.......... and i am still working on my reaction to them.... they are not amusing.. or fun.. and i guess a small part of me was really hoping for some fun. (ok i never claimed to be too bright!! rules and protocols are not supposed to be fun)

These rules have made me feel cranky ...... well to be honest i was cranky before the weekend started.. before the new rules arrived... this week at school was awful... kids bouncing off the walls.. kicking biting cursing kids.. egos with staff were at all time high.. which always leads to cranky moods on everyone's part.... and now i sit staring at a list of rules............

i wanted these rules right?? remind me of this fact....... i wasn't happy to leave well enough alone right?? so why do i feel so damn cranky and rebellious??

i am to be chained and cuffed at all times when i am in the house.. i am to wear my collar at all times (which i do) .. i am to text message when i leave the condo and when i return (which i do).. i am to always ask permission to buy something out of the ordinary (which i do most of the time now)... i am to exercise every day (which i don't do) i have a cleaning schedule (which i never had before) and on and on it goes.........

the deal breaker is the rule about my smoking....... and yes i smoke.. and no i don't need any more lectures about it! i am not allowed to smoke in the house....... and i am to strip naked and smoke outside. That is the big stumbling block i have...... i can accept everything else.... i will abide by everything else............ the smoking rule is gonna kill me.......... i have neighbours.. i have children neighbours.. we have winter and minus degree weather........

i am cranky......... it is gonna be a long weekend.......