Words that ... (E)

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Words that excite me... that create that feeling of anticipation... that create their own subspace... that instantly focus my full attention on my Goddess, if ever it wasn't on her already.

Words that are totally spontaneous. And so powerful.

Without context...

1. Where's my coffee, Bitch?!?
2. Where's your collar?
3. The feet! What about the feet?
4. I'm in a mood...
   
5. Where are the cuffs?
6. Don't go anywhere...
   
7. Where did you put the canes?
8. Aww... I love that sound...
9. I want to hurt [you]...
10. I love that...
    
11. I need to hurt [you]...
12. All mine!!!

Totally addicted to her...

"I need my coffee, Bitch!" (E)

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It's amazing how the same words can be negative and offending, or positively exciting, depending on the context and the nature of the relationship.

A few mornings ago, my Goddess woke up a bit before I did. As I felt her stirring next to me, I started slowly coming out of my sleep. My eyes still closed, my mind coming out of its sleep-induced fog, the first thing I heard was:

"I need my coffee, Bitch!"

My Goddess was leaning over me, with a dominantly evil smile. I couldn't help but to be turned on and excited. I quickly replied "Yes, my Goddess", got up, and went to prepare her coffee.

It was a wonderful start to our morning rituals before another extraordinary day with my Goddess...

Hot, hot words... (E)

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A hard day at work for both of us wrapped up with doing a little shopping for some food before heading home. Our return home started in the usual manner... I got a cold drink for my Goddess... she placed my leather collar around my neck and locked it... I prepared dinner while she relaxed catching up to the news on TV and surfing the web... we ate... I cleaned up after dinner as she was dead tired and retired to the bedroom...

After finishing my domestic duties and returned to the bedroom to join my Goddess, I found her very sleepy, but tense thinking about work. So I offered to give her a back massage with our favorite lotion, which she accepted gladly.

I sat cross-legged in the bed, and she laid face-down, her hips and mid-section over my thighs, with a pillow under her head. It's a wonderfully close and sensual position, and it gives me great access to the key areas I needed to reach. I worked on her upper back, neck, shoulders, upper arms, middle back, lower back, and upper buttocks. I think she might have dozed off a few times for a minute or two each time while I was giving her the massage.

As I was wrapping up with some caressing of her back and legs, I felt my Goddess starting to move sensually and somewhat suggestively against me. Very small and subtle movements, but quite exciting in view of the fact that she was over my legs. I started to move my caresses of her legs toward her inner thighs. It accentuated her movements. I ran my fingers over and circled a few erogenous zones on her legs and hips ever so lightly, and waited for a change in reaction. It accentuated her movements further. She separated her legs just a bit. The unspoken order was clear... a little sexual servitude was in order.

On the next caressing pass up her inner thighs, my fingers slowly, delicately, made their way to her G-spot, and I started to gently rub her. The two fingers of my left hand inside her, my right hand lightly caressing her back, her movements against me were deliciously erotic. With my right hand I reached up to grab her hair. While in another context, by other people, this would seem a role reversal relative to our D/s dynamics, hair-pulling during manual stimulation is tremendously exciting for my Goddess, and in order to serve her best, and bring her as much pleasure as possible, it felt like the right thing to do.

Her excitement was off-the-charts... and yet she was holding off. I felt her trying to prolong and extend and build-up the pleasure as much as possible, and I changed my pacing to accommodate her. This lasted several more minutes longer than the time it normally takes me to bring my Goddess to climax. But she found a groove that she just wouldn't let go of, and all I had to do was to continue, and make sure that I wouldn't build so long that her orgasm would be spoiled. Eventually, she could not hold it off any longer, and she had a magnificently huge orgasm that lasted and lasted and lasted.

My Goddess' post-climax tremors tremors had not quite ended when she turned around, grabbed the leash attached to my collar, pulled my face close to hers, and said in a strict tone dripping with sexual hunger "I'm not done yet".

A wave of subspace washed over me... Still holding the leash, she led me into position for oral servitude. I did my best to keep up with the harsh movements of the leash. As my Goddess forced my face between her legs, and pulled up on the leash, she barked at me:

"It's probably still messy down there... deal with it!"

Another, much larger wave of subspace slammed right into me... and I dutifully went about doing what I'd been ordered to do... Again we managed to extend the climax, and amazingly, built it up to a level that was even higher, more intense.

The climax was absolutely spectacular for my Goddess, and I was just overwhelmed by her energy, her eroticism, her sexuality, her dominance, and her hot, hot words...

The power of words (E)

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Background: My Goddess has been in quite the mood all week... To my great delight (and more than a little soreness). I'm already two updates behind...

This is a phone text I received from my Goddess this evening... somewhat surprising me since we were both at home at the time:

"I so enjoy the squirming, the moans, the total surrender, all topped off by the whimper... all hot... all for me... the weekend will not end without a replay. You'll be begging me to stop and begging for more all at the same time. I own you. I can use you, hurt you, take you, demand from you and show you how much I love you all at the same time. Hot yet, my pet?"

OMG...

Now, after what transpired in the hours following, I'm 3 blog entries behind...

New "moments of indescribable hotness" (E)

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One of the truly extraordinary things about a growing and deepening relationship is that there are always new things, new moments, new actions, and new gestures that come up to simultaneously cement the relationship, and bring it to new heights.

Back a few months ago, my Goddess and I had a set of three posts listing "moments of indescribable hotness", and a few more of those moments have come up in the past weeks that have marked me, so as I still obsess over them, I thought it would be a good time to add to the list. In no particular order...

1- My Goddess has gotten into the habit of occasionally playing with the padlock that keeps my leather collar locked around my neck. Feeling her play with it, feeling a small tug, hearing the sound that it makes, reminds me of the powerful symbolism behind me wearing it at all times when we are together in private. My submission and subservience and belonging to her... her ownership of me... that as long as she wants me to wear the collar, locked, she never wants to let me go... and I offer it to her each day because I never want to leave her.

2- My Goddess' handling of the lock has also been playing a role in our play. She has been using it as an element of control as she reaches for it during my sexual servitude to her. Grabbing the lock behind my collar and pulling on it, it serves as reins for whatever we are doing, and it also introduces an element of light breath play when my Goddess is more forceful. Both uses are very powerful in controlling the pace, intensity, and timing of my sexual servitude to her, and in the control of my release, when she deems it is time for it.

3- Going shopping with my Goddess. A few weeks ago, we went shopping together because my Goddess needed a few new pieces for work. It was a wonderful opportunity to serve, in a subtle manner, in a public setting. Waiting on her... carrying her bags... providing feedback when asked... running out to get items in different sizes... waiting obediently for her to come out to display outfits for feedback... The ultimate moment came when one of the sales associates, a young, pretty woman, discreetly commented to my Goddess upon my pleasant, patient, and helpful behavior, and my Goddess shared those comments with me with an obvious sense of pride and satisfaction.

4- Going shopping with my Goddess (2). During that same shopping trip, in the same store the sales associate made the comment to my Goddess, at one point the sale associate brought my Goddess a stunning pair of high-heel shoes. I hadn't noticed her bringing in the shoes with all the going back-and-forth, but I was floored when my Goddess came out of the dressing room wearing them, along with some stunning black slacks and a beautiful shirt and sweater combo. See my Goddess walk around in them stirred up a myriad of emotions, flashbacks, and images, and it was all I could do to not throw myself at her in full submission mode in public. We ended up buying several pieces of clothing... and the shoes.

5- Our morning ritual has grown over time to include me gently kissing my Goddess' feet for a few minutes before she gets out of bed. This tender moment of sensual adoration and worship becomes overwhelmingly exciting when I hear the gentle moans she makes as I kiss each one of her toes and the top of her feet several times, with my head under the blankets.

6- Last night, after some particularly intense sexual servitude, my Goddess had had her hunger quenched for the moment, and as she was recovering from slowly from several climaxes, she suddenly had the urge to have a cigarette. With a smile, but with an unusually stern tone, she looked at me and said: "On the floor! Now! Crawl over to the other side!", where I usually light her cigarettes and hold the ashtray for her. OMG... as much as sexual servitude will bring me deep into subspace, I think I must have dropped another dozen notches when she barked those orders at me.

7- Absolutely any time my Goddess tells me I'm going to spend the night in bondage... and then does it. How can I describe the feeling of being bound next my Goddess, totally in her control, totally vulnerable, because she wants me there without fail? Both the announcement, and the anticipation it creates, the actual action of being placed in bondage (an especially enthralling image is when she straddles my chest to tie my hands to the headboard of the bed), and then falling asleep in bondage with my Goddess laying partly over me, are just mind-blowing.

Well... that's it for now. There are more, of course, and the previous "moments of indescribable hotness" are as hot as ever, if not hotter, but I wanted to share a few of those new moments that have come into our lives.

Magical little words of domination (E)

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While the flow of energy in our D/s relationship has remained as high as ever with the myriad of daily rituals we have, my constant service to my Goddess, and her expectations of what I need to do for her, the past week has been a little quieter in terms of BDSM activities. It's been a very busy time at work for both of us, and my Goddess has not been feeling well the past few days.

Of course, there have been a few "scratching post" moments, and my usual time in locked collar and leash. But I knew that she was feeling better this morning, and that today would be a different kind of day, when shortly after some of our morning rituals, lying in bed, with my Goddess doing some gentle NT and CBT on me, she made of list of things she wanted to do. That included going back to sleep for just a little while longer, having a bath, catching some food, doing some shopping for Halloween, and then very matter of factly, without smiling or teasing, she said:

"... and then, I'm going to beat you up".

Wow... instant subspace. At that point, she cuddled closer to me, grabbed my collar by its center D-ring, put her head on my chest and her thigh across my hips, and then made herself comfortable for our nap.

I brought one of my hands up behind my head to fix my pillow slighty, and as the fingers brushed against the lock of my collar, I took a second or two to feel the lock and how secure it was, and that wonderful feeling of submission and belonging came over me. I settled in for our nap close to my Goddess under the warm covers and comforter in the cool morning air.

It's going to be another wonderful day with my Goddess...

Time to wake up (E)

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I wake up with my back arched, sharp pains coming from my nipples. My Goddess' sharp nails are at work on the nipple on the left side, her teeth are digging into the nipple on the right, and a loud moan escapes me, desperately, uncontrollably.

She woke up early and with her pet sleeping next to her, she cannot resist the temptation to play, to see what kind of reactions she can get from me while consciousness has yet to bring me into the new day.

The alternating NT and CBT draw me into a heavy fog of subspace as I fight to open my eyes. Even once I do, nothing comes into focus, overwhelmed by the sensations running through my body. I feel the waves of her pleasure and satisfaction, smiling at the control she exerts over me.

My Goddess brings her face right up to mine, the power of her dominance as tangible as the sensations she is causing. She reaches up to my collar, pulling my head right to the side of her own, her hair covering my face. Erotically, sensually, dominantly, she whispers into my ear but a single word...

"Mine"...

"What will I do to you tonight?" (E)

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