Oooops!

Apparently March is question and answer month.  I used to know that -- but didn't think about it this year until yesterday when Amy asked me what a quirt was.  

So question and answer month it is then!!  Should you have any questions feel free to ask in the comment section.

Now Amy -- our quirt looks like this 

and by definition is.......

quirt

kwərt/

noun

noun: quirt; plural noun: quirts

1. 1.

   a short-handled riding whip with a braided leather lash.

verb

verb: quirt; 3rd person present: quirts; past tense: quirted; past participle: quirted; gerund or present participle: quirting

1. 1.

   hit with a quirt.

and a tawse was used for discipline in Scottish schools -- I have one of these too -- only not sure where it is after my move..... 

it looks like this.............

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A while back someone (sorry can't remember who) asked what was happening with my lil apartment -- as I seem to be living with Sir Steve 24/7.
 
The apartment is still mine -- I seem to fluctuate between giving it up and moving everything here (mostly into the basement cause there's no room) and keeping it.  It certainly is a drain on finances -- having two separate homes........ but legally right now it is the best answer.... and............ as much as I don't even want to think about it...  I have packed up and sold off and moved too many times to be with someone..... this time I don't want to sell off anything else -- and god forbid -- if things go south with Sir Steve -- at least I have a cute lil quirky apartment to fall back on.

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I have an anonymous commenter who seems to get quite stressed out over my having pictures of any child -- including the lil one -- on my blog.  It has played on my mind.  I have cleared any picture of the lil one with Sir Steve before posting it (most of them are back shots or profile shots) and Sir Steve has given me the go ahead.  
I understand that on Fetlife one can not post ANY picture of ANY child (even a cartoon picture).  And I understand that some folks get quite bent out of shape about the chance of some sick mind getting off on children on a public BDSM/Kink site.... 
BUT ya know -- this blog isn't as much about BDSM as it is about my life.  Honestly I don't separate BDSM from every day life.  It just is who we are.  

AND before 'anonymous' or anyone else gets all bent out of shape -- NO the lil one has no idea of what goes on behind closed doors. 

I don't see a threat from any police force or Big Brother sweeping down on us because I might post a picture once in a blue moon of the lil one ........... 

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AND finally -- for today -- I have a question for you my dear readers......... 
There is a huge ongoing debate/discussion on 'consent violations' on Fetlife.  And in the vanilla world we have the #METOO group.  

Why now?? What are your thoughts feelings on this issue?? help me out -- I have a very strong opinion on the whole subject and would love some calm feedback on the subject to help me sort out my thoughts........................
 

 

Nature or Nurture ?

Over the weekend Sir Steve said "go pick 2 toys out of the bag and put them on the end of the bed".

Simple request right??

NO!  just 2 toys??!!  I opened the bag and saw the knife -- saw the flogger -- saw the quirt -- and yes saw the paddles and the crops.  2 toys -- one flogger -- one ..... quirt?? no wait ... one knife..... no wait ... quirt... no knife... 

WAIT WAIT - there's rope here -- I want rope -- he's never used rope before!!

I cracked the door open a wee bit   "Can I pick 3 toys?" I asked ...... "Yes" He answered... 

So I picked the flogger ........ the quirt ....... and some rope.

I was excited -- and nervous... I just left the toys on the bed and went out to Sir Steve.

Being a f***ing Sadist he sat quietly watching his tv show and barely acknowledged me.  

BUT finally we went into the bedroom....... 

He eyed the choice of toys... I was literally vibrating beside him.... he said "I said 'end of bed'.  Well the brat came out -- and I pointed out to him ANY edge of the bed was technically the **end** of the bed.... 

Suffice to say -- I was bound to the bed and enjoyed a rather nasty play time......... Sir Steve loves the 'brat'... loves the challenge....... and I do LOVE keeping things challenging for him (sweet angelic smile)

Sunday Sentiments

FFF

A while back Fondler started a 'Fit for Friday' for the blogging community. (You can click HERE to read more)   I have been their cheerleader -- sitting on the side lines being lazy.

Then I noticed that my jeans were fitting a little tight -- and then Sir Steve announced we would be going to a play party at the end of March and I started to think about what I would wear.  I honestly didn't think my 'skinny' corset would fit.  So I took a big breath and got on the scales.  I have put on 20 pounds!!  in a year.  That was it!  Time to climb back on the healthy eating wagon.

Three years ago (give or take) when I started to diet -- my doctor suggested that I walk about 10,000 steps a day -- and track my calories.  I HATE tracking calories.  I went looking and found an app -- a super duper app  for calories.  I have it on my phone and on my computer.  I can scan the bar code on foods and it tells me how much I should eat ..... and automatically enters the calories.  It keeps a running total of calories..... and I can see easily how many calories I have left to eat at dinner time.   AND it comes with it's own 'cheering' section.  At the end of the day it says "if you continue to eat like today in 5 weeks you will weigh...... " that is very encouraging for me.  

I have had a small health issue for the last couple of weeks or so -- and have had no energy for walking...... but I did stick to the food app -- and on Wednesday I weighed myself and lo and behold I am down 4.1 pounds!!!

Spring is just around the corner -- and I am hopefully handling the health issue so my energy levels are on the rise again.  So my goal is to get out walking and strive for 10,000 steps a day.  Oh I also have a Fitbit to track my steps and exercise which helped me keep on track before.  (I have promised myself I will NOT get as obsessed over the steps or weight loss like I did the last time)

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On a completely different note -- 

Today is the birthday of my all time favourite kid's author -- Dr. Seuss.

One of my favourite quotes from him....................... 

Happy Birthday Dr. Seuss!!

You Belong to Me

His hands gripped my breasts -- and as they slide upwards -- he tweaked my nipples hard..... and I yelped.  He stated 'they belong to me'.

Yesterday in conversation he said 'Your ass belongs to me' 

Last night -- in the dark -- whispering -- I asked 'what else belongs to you?'  He smiled THAT smile -- touched the top of my head and said 'from here to your toes.... YOU belong to me".

And my heart swelled with pride.  I belong to HIM.  as he belongs to me.

It is real now -- the words have been spoken out loud.