Warning…

*smiles* Well F/friends I hope you find this post funny yet informative.

Urban dictionaries describe a chat whore as any bitch that will almost phone fuck, ass fuck, real time fuck any loser on the web.  These people have no respect for anyone, including themselves.   They just wander around from room to room wreaking havoc on unsupecting chatters everywhere.  These people can be either male or female, Dominant or submissive.  W/we all know them well, their innocent little grins plastered to their faces, whether they be in plain sight  or lurking in the shadows as most prefer, every room has one of the vile creatures. How do you spot one of these disgusting vermin Y/you may ask?    Unfortunatly people they are indistinguishable from any other normal chatter in appearance.  Some may even seem to be friendly and kind, until you see the real person behind the keyboard.

I’d like to sadly inform Y/you that though we have done extensive research, to this day there is no repellant or deterrent for these sick individuals.  Think they aren’t a threat, well F/friend, you would be wrong in this assumption.  These people will smile to your face as they try their best to fuck your husbands, wives, submissives, slaves, Masters, Daddies, baby girls, bfs, gfs,  you love em, they take em!.  I beg of you people, be honest and open to the ones you love, treat them with love and respect.  You do not and I repeat do not want them to fall victim to one of the chatwhores!  DON’T LET THEM GET YOU!!!!

His return…

The girl sits quietly ; she can barely sit still, her mind racing with thoughts of His return.  He’d only been gone since Monday, not quite a week but to her the time without Him seemed like an eternity.  she had been given a list of instructions which she followed carefully.  They were simple really… she was to lay out His favorite flogger and various other items that made her shiver with delight.  she was to be kneeling by the front door, her ass stuffed with the beads He’d given her before He left.  she was to be clothed in nothing but His favorite dress shirt.  she glances up at the clock, 8:47, almost time…  she smiles to herself and types a few words here and there to give her friends the impression that she’s actually paying attention but they know better.  Trembling with anticipation she gazes out the window as she been doing for hours.  she spots a pair of headlights far in the distance and her heart skips a beat, He’s home!  she quickly says her goodnights and makes her way to the front door.  she kneels carefully, her gaze lowered to the floor, sitting on her shaking hands.  A car door slams outside and she hears His footsteps as He approaches.  she shudders violently, fighting the urge to look up at Him as she hears the click of the door shutting behind Him.  she smiles, watching His feet as He kicks His shoes off and moves toward her.  she keeps her eyes lowered as she feels His hand reach out to caress her face.  He gently lifts her chin, forcing her to look up into His piercing  green eyes, “such a good girl, I’ve missed you little one”, He says smiling down at His girl, His fingers entwining themselves in her long dark hair.  For a second she loses herself in His eyes, oh god those eyes that can see deep into her very soul.  she moans softly as He takes her hand, helping her to her feet, and she whispers softly in His ear, so close her lips are almost touching Him, “Master, Your girl missed You so bad”
He winks at her and gathers her up in His arms, holding her tight.  His muscular chest presses closer to her, flattening her swollen breasts and making every nerve in her body tingle.  she blushes and looks toward the floor as His hands explore her body, softly whimpering as she feels the warmth building between her thighs.   she meets His lips, kissing Him hungrily before turning to follow Him upstairs.  she watches carefully as He makes His way over to the bed and gives her a slight nod, motioning for her to come to Him.  she takes a few steps toward Him and He quickly grabs her wrists, a chill runs through her as the cold metal handcuffs click securely into place, leaving her hanging, helpless and fully exposed.  He reaches out to her, His hands slowly moving up and down her trembling figure, stopping briefly on her abdomen, He leans forward and kisses her tummy softly, smiling down at her as He says “hello little one.”  she arches her back and moans with pleasure as His hands move lower, and He slips a finger inside her, teasing her, making her ache for Him.  He smiles wickedly and jumps to His feet, pulling out of her abruptly and moving across the room to unpack.  “patience My reason”, He chuckles softly, watching her.  she wants to protest but knows that rushing Him will only prolong her agony.  she struggles against the handcuffs until the cool metal digs into her wrists, finally giving up.  she hangs quietly, watching His every move, her body trembling.  Oh how she loves this Man, her Protector, her Lover, her Sweet Tormentor.  As the minutes fade into what seems like hours she finally finds her voice and calls out to Him, “Master, Your girl needs You, please take me.”  Tears form in the corner of her eyes as she watches Him, moaning softly.  Finally He moves to claim His property, His skilled hands moving over her skin slowly, touching, teasing, caressing…  His soft lips kissing and nipping at her ears, neck, shoulders, planting kisses all over her as His hands travel lower.  Again His fingers make their way deep inside her and waves of pleasure surge through her body, rocking against Him.  As a single tear runs down her cheek she smiles to herself thinking this must be what heaven feels like.  He stops again and she whimpers softly as He steps back and asks “what do you want ?”, she feels her face redden as she moans in reply, “i only want to please You Master”.
A low growl escapes from deep in His throat as He swiftly moves over her and says the two words she loves to hear more than anything, “good girl”.  His lips are on hers as He pushes her thighs apart quickly.  she screams His name as He enters her.  So full, so good, she moans and whimpers, her back arched, her hips rising to meet His every thrust, burning with desire as He pushes deeper.  she closes her eyes tightly and feels His long fingers wrap around her throat.  “look at Me girl” He growls in her ear, turning her face toward Him.  she moans breathlessly, gazing deeply into His eyes as His love consumes her.  she screams again, fighting hard not to explode, struggling to wait for His command, her body aching, burning with need she begs Him, pleading for release, shaking uncontrollably against Him.  her tears flow down her face like rain as her nails dig deep into His broad shoulders.  Clinging to Him she tries to speak but the words won’t come, finally managing to say “please Master please!”  He raises His arm high in the air and comes down hard on her ass, grinning as she cries out in pain, only wanting Him more…  He asks her again in a firm tone, “what do you want? please what? say it!”  she screams her reply so loud it can be heard by the neighbors a mile away, “YOU MASTER!!”.  Once more His hand comes crashing down on her ass and He pushes her legs high above her head, driving deeper into His girl, “tell me girl, say it!”  she sobs uncontrollably, rocking against Him, fighting to get the words out, stammering “i… i.. please Master please I need it now, I can’t…”  He smacks her ass hard again, leaving a perfect handprint on her right cheek and demands “DO IT NOW !”  she lets out a muffled cry as a sudden wave of darkness envelopes her.

she awakens a few minutes later, opening her eyes slowly, praying that it’s not all just some wonderful dream.  There He is, holding her tightly, a concerned look on His face.  Seeing that she’s okay, His lips curve into a playful grin.  He leans forward and plants a kiss on her forehead.  “Welcome back pretty girl, I lost you for a few minutes, are you alright?”  she nods and bursts into tears, whispering breathlessly, “thank You Master, thank You for loving me.”

from His pen…

Watching Her Sleep

With a whispered sigh she called my name
Missing me at her side as she slept.
I sit here watching her and waiting.
Silent and dumbstruck by her beauty.
How could I have deserved her,
A beautiful siren calling me.
That voice a soft temptation
Just begging for me to give in.
Yet how can I do that and remain
Unchanged, untouched, and free.
Do I give into lust, to love?
Do I surrender my heart and soul?
Oh how much I'd love to do that,
To give into this creature of desire.
This phantom of all my dreams
All my fantasies and hopes.
How badly I want to caress
To trace the curve of your cheek.
To feel your warmth under me,
Your presence once again in my arms.
Sleep sweet angel till mornings kiss
So that I might find myself.
Might discover the truth in my heart
And the source of my soul's desire.

my friend

I can't give solutions to all of life's problems, doubts,
or fears. But I can listen to you, and together we will
search for answers.
I can't change your past with all it's heartache and pain,
nor the future with its untold stories.
But I can be there now when you need me to care.
I can't keep your feet from stumbling.
I can only offer my hand that you may grasp it and not fall.
Your joys, triumphs, successes, and happiness are not mine;
Yet I can share in your laughter.
Your decisions in life are not mine to make, nor to judge;
I can only support you, encourage you,
and help you when you ask.
I can't prevent you from falling away from friendship,
                from your values, from me.
I can only pray for you, talk to you and wait for you.
I can't give you boundaries which I have determined for you,
But I can give you the room to change, room to grow,
room to be yourself.
I can't keep your heart from breaking and hurting,
But I can cry with you and help you pick up the pieces
and put them back in place.
I can't tell you who you are.
I can only love you and be your friend.

In this life it’s rare to find a real friend, someone who will be there for you even if times get hard.  I’m one of the lucky ones I guess.  I've found that person, I tell her everyday how amazing she is but like me, she doesn’t believe a word of it.  She is just herself. Human, Flawed, Wonderful, Beautiful.  I should thank her daily for dealing with my shit. I don’t but I should *grins*.  She makes me smile when I’m having a bad day and she tells me to chill the fuck out when I get a little too crazy.  Thanks bitchie for always being there for me, I love you forever!
   

discovery

Mindless scribbles in a margin,
eyes vacant of hope.
Fighting through pain,
succeeding, but failing miserably.
Digging into a deeper hole,
you pulled up my hand.
You helped me out,
sharpening my dull vision.
Helping me through lies,
holding through the pain.
A mindless scribble has meaning,
hope for eternal bliss,
you found me.

note to girl’s Master:  my Sweet Clay,

the  night You came and drew me into Your arms I knew that I wanted to spend the rest of my life in Your servitude.   Thank You for giving me Your love and guidance, for this I will be eternally grateful.  Thank You for pulling this silly little lost girl from the darkness and showing her that she could love again.  Thank You Master.

for my “sbw”

faster

Recently, I gained the affection of one of the sweetest little girls I know… this song makes me think of her. soooo I  just thought I’d take a minute to acknowledge my pretty girl “lil chele”… *big smiles* thanx for the candy “sbw”!!  love you lots babe!

CRY

At first I gave him...
what I knew I could give....
The flesh for the taking....
the easy part.

Something I had mastered,
long before I knew him.
Such a sacraficial lamb,
and yet I...held the important things,
          held them tight
                  to my heart....

so tight,
.... that it left impressions...
          of such disappointment,
    and yes, pain.

and slowly,
         so slowly, moment by moment
I gave him more, than I..
         ever believed that I could,
         that I ever thought I wanted to...

I felt his hands... touching my heart...
         pulling it away from me...

loosening my grasp...
         and slowly,little pieces
fell away from me,

I felt him touch me in my darkest places....

          CRY, CRY, CRY he said
let it go, let it go, let it go....

and it was
          in the letting go,

          that he moved closer to me....
there was room for him now.

Dreams…

The sun is shining down on her as she strolls down the narrow path of the cemetery, she’s been here so many times in her mind.  she feels her pulse begin to race as she nears his grave…  why does her mind always have to go here? Why cant she just sleep peacefully just for a few hours?  Well those questions will never be answered… as she gets closer, she can barely breathe… it’s almost as if a ton of bricks has been placed on her chest.  The icy cold fingers emerge from the earth and reach to grasp her ankle… that damn hand yet again…  she breaks into a run, down the flowered lane, and out through the iron gate… all of a sudden the sky grows dark.  she just keeps running and running, unsure if she can stop… still thinking about the hand and what lies beneath it… she can barely see anything in front of her as she runs faster and faster the wind in her hair, her feet barely touching the ground…  she hits a brick wall, *SMACK*…  no not a wall.  she  quickly scrambles to her feet and looks in front of her,  it’s Him…  He wraps His arms tightly around her and kisses her tears away…  “It’s okay little girl, I’m here now, let Me help you…”  He holds her so tightly she can barely breathe… this is the Man she loves, with all of her being.  she awakens to find herself alone on the couch… wow a dream… maybe the nightmares are finally over?

Happy

Hello Gentle R/readers, I hope this finds all of Y/you well… I am wonderful.  The smile has returned to my face and I feel as though the sun is shining down on me once again… this my dear F/friends is a beautiful thing.  I only wish this kind of happiness for the rest of the world, How amazing would that be?

Well enough of my mad rantings, I just wanted to say a quick thank Y/you to those who have contributed to my new found joy… Y/you all know who Y/you are. Hugs and kissssssessssssss for every one of Y/you. ~smiles~

learning to forget…

I can make you forget “Him”… Those words made me laugh… forget Him? Never!… move on.. maybe.  He told me, He would never forget, He said, W/we should be together, I’ll be here when you’re ready little one… soo she took a chance… she called Him… just to say hi, but as soon as His voice came on the line, her tears started flowing like gentle rain…” Heyyy?? what’s wrong?” He asked, half knowing what she was going to say.

“Nothing really”, she mumbled in a child-like tone. "I’m broken and I need a hug”..  Fifteen minutes later she heard a car in the driveway… wow she thought, that was fast… if only “He” could’ve done that… all would be fine.  At least that’s what she keeps trying to tell herself.

she answered the door with tear-filled eyes and suddenly she was in His arms… “Are you okay babe?" He asked, the concern visible on His tanned face, His blue eyes piercing through her.  “NO no no no, I’m not okay,  I’m broken, I told You before, I just need a hug, I don’t know what the hell… I just wanted to Love Him", He nodded and raised a finger to her lips as He pushed His way into the house… “Well, do I need to kill someone?”,  He asked... she just shook her head in response as He wrapped His arms around her and rocked her gently.  “I't’s okay little one, I’m here now, see I told ya I’d be here if ya needed Me… I’m always here for you, you know I love your silly little ass, no matter what you do, I will always be right here.”

He held her for hours… made her dinner, and made her eat it… a real Man, a real Friend… They sat there on the couch, His arms wrapped tightly around her, wiping away her tears as she cried, and after a few hours she managed to get the words out… “HE PROMISED HE WOULDN’T HURT ME”  that’s when He said it…  “I can make you forget…”  How can she ever forget “Him”… it’s so hard, but she must try.

Stress!!!!

Okay Gentle Readers, Y/you may think to Y/yourselves “hey two posts? wow…”, yeah right… wow.  I have been shifted here and there and everywhere all over this fine fucking country, I’ve been to New York, Indianna, and numerous other places, now my Dear Lovelies, I’m stuck in Chicago, I said to myself… “self, you should rent a car and just drive to Him”, then I remembered a nightmare… my luggage, if I get off this plane the morons are certain to lose all my shit.  So I’ve made a conscious descision  to sit my happy asssss right here, this is the last leg of my journey, Yay! if I can just make it to my destination in one piece, I will most certainly be the  happiest little girl everrrrr.  Okay, time to hush now…  Just a tiny bitch fest lol.

her christmas morning…

Well, I guess it’s that time again… boredom or nerves or yeah lol a bit of both has lead me to this place once more.

She sits quietly staring out the window, her hands shaking, her mouth dry, the ever present lump in her throat growing with each passing cloud.  Today is the day P/people!, Holy fuck this is it… the moment T/they’ve both dreamt of for so long.  She floats along as if in some kind of trance, staring into her laptop, thinking of what is to come next.  To calm her nerves she runs over a to do list in her mind, okay little girl she thinks, you’re good, you can so fucking do this, it’s easy, Right?…  She glances over at the elderly woman sitting next to her, she’s sleeping so peacefully… her snores which once annoyed are becoming barely audible over her thoughts.

She can barely contain her excitement, closing her eyes for a moment she realizes any attempt to sleep is futile, her mind won’t allow it.  Getting closer to Him now, the butterflies that have taken residency in her stomach are now in flight, they scramble about inside her frantically.  She thinks about her family back home, her dog, friends…  friends wow, they think she’s nuts for doing this, she doesn’t care though, her love for Him outweighs all the doubts… all the lies, all of it.  At this moment in time all she really wants is that first hug.  The first touch from the Man she has loved from afar for so very long, this is what she needs.  He is what she needs, His love, His embrace, this is what it will take to calm her once again.  Again she looks at her hands, still trembling, she clasps them tightly in front of her looking around to see if any of the other passengers know her fear.  In the rear of the plane she hears a baby cry for it’s mother, it’s urgent call getting louder and more persistent… good lord  help her get off of this damn plane soon.  She feels like they’ve been flying for days and days… The flight attendant walks by and she thinks of ordering a drink…. nooo she thinks to herself, that just won’t do at all… The pilot comes over the loudspeaker, something about turbulence… she chuckles a little thinking of the irony of a crash, and how pissed off she would be if she never got her hug, okay none of that YOU she thinks. This is happening today, You will make this happen little one… He is waiting for you.  Once again she closes her tired eyes.  soon my Love… soon.