I am a princess ;-P

This morning, Daddy made a comment about how his princess was up serving him and his slave was in bed expecting service (cuz I told him I wanted him to come back for a goodbye kiss before he left) that I heard from the other room and it made me giggle... I got up and came out, teasingly harassing him about it and put on his socks... then I got up to go back to the room and he teased a lil bit more before beckoning me to sit cradled in his arms on his lap. He cuddled and teased and lightly ran his fingers in gentle circles just to the outside of my areola and it made me vibrate and moan a lil... tender breasts... edging me without release... then whispering a command so I could cum against him...

He is right!! His slave has finally become the goddess he has been calling her to be for years... and the princess is working her service muscle and learning about how to take care of a family, which is no small feat. She is doing well and will soon Master the art of flipping me off with a spoon... so much to teach, oh grasshopper... and I am feeling pampered and happy...

And what’s funny... I’m still doing dishes and setting out his clothes and getting stuff done around the house... I guess I just expect to be treated really well when I have given my all... I guess I just think that I’m at the part in the fairytale story where the last few pieces are lining up and the princess (yes... that’s right... I just called myself a princess) will finally get to live happily ever after... I am excited to be and be happy and feel as though dark clouds have been blown away... blue skies and peace for a season :)

Nipple fantasies

Daddy likes to fuck me in the morning before he goes off to work. He says that he likes to smell like his fox all day... I like to feel owned and wanted and needed... I am amazed at his sexual stamina...

Oh, these nipples and the constant hummm they create in my pussy... thinking about straddling Daddy with his lips lightly pressed on my nipples, blowing on them and bringing me to orgasm... it isn’t taking much to get me there right now... the low hum is impossible to ignore...

I was sitting next to the princess and her hand rested on my thigh and suddenly, I wanted her to take me... I could imagine her fingers in my pussy and her hands on my breasts, lightly caressing them as her lips force my mouth open... you see what this is doing to me... losing all judgement because i am such a sexually needy whore... very sexually charged today...

Just wish I was in Rope...

A ball of nothing

It had been sooooooo long!! You know when your health just doesn’t want to cooperate with your kink? That has been my life for the last 2 months... I have been sick off and on for the last couple of months so it has been too cold to risk an outdoor suspension with all that illness... but, now, finally feeling better, I was able to suspend and it was perfect!!

Sire’s skills as a rigger are becoming quite renowned and so I ended up waiting a while to get tied... on a cold night, it was hard - I may need a fluffer rigger, lol... the nipple piercings lightly brushing against my blankie kept my pussy warm and my mind busy while I waited... I kept imagining myself suspended by Sire and being fucked by my Daddy as the baby rigger released handfuls of feathers from above that lightly caressed my nipples, exciting my already wet pussy until I squirted all over the black mat that was on the floor in the area while the princess took pictures with a fancy camera... wooooo... The nipple piercings are definitely an interesting and sensational addition to my days...

When it was my turn, I kept my pants on and my nipples out. My pussy was wet from the daydream... Sire started with a gunslinger and showed me a new technique he does. I enjoy how much he loves rope and the mechanics and technique of it. He side suspended me and my hamstrings sung for a moment as the pressure really emphasized that last workout I did... I stretched out and found my boundaries and how I could twist and spin... I lightly bent at the hips and twirled perfectly without my toes touching the rig... I tucked my knees in and turned into a spinning ball and then all of a sudden, the space came... I closed my eyes and I was nothing, which allowed me to open everything to myself...

This space, most call subspace, is different for me depending on what I’m doing... my rope headspace is by far the most addictive for me... it really takes away everything... the thoughts, the stress, the past, the future, the worries... the wondering that is always bubbling just under my surface... am I good enough? Am I pretty enough? Am I smart enough? Am I everything I should be?.. it wipes all that away and suddenly I am... I just am... I can just be... and existence is everything in this world of nothing...

Wet for piercing?!

I am anticipating the fun I will have at Sir’s hands tonight... I wish I could say that he was tying me with rope or sliding knives along my bare skin... but I’m excited to say that he will be piercing my nipples tonight!!

It has been a while since I have had him at the forefront of my thoughts... life has been tumultuous... but now, as the water stills and the path becomes clear, people come back into my life...

As I sit and write this while hanging out at my fave spot, I can feel my pussy getting wet and warm... anticipating his hands on my breasts again as my Daddy watches... his electric touch and vibrant personality... and then, to give him the control over my nipples to skewer them... the pain and space... the ecstasy... god I am so horny right now... thank goodness I can relieve some of that at work, lol!!

Simmer down foxy... it’s just a nipple piercing...

December

I wrote this in December and never hit post...

This time of year just sucks! I have been sick more often than not and having this stupid Christmas tree constantly reminds me that he is gone... not that I could ever really forget that he is gone... but is just a smack in the face reminder... Most days, I can just put everything I have lost to the side and keep moving forward... some days... quite a few recently... I just can’t...

My mother’s heart cries out in grievance every morning upon waking to the silence that exists within a house without him...My slave heart cries out for the loss of a Master that decided to be a Daddy... My poly heart cries out for pieces that are missing... My entrepreneurial heart just doesn’t have the strength to stomach the disappointment that one must endure to make it to the top anymore... when life is so full of disappointment, why add to the pile... How do i find happiness with all this fucking crying?!

Not sure how much more I can take of this internal struggle or what to even do... my new job is helping a lil with filling the voids...

This is all me and all in my head and I just want an escape... will I find it?

Pet Foxy - Trophy Whore Extraordinaire

You know how everything feels like magic when the deck is shuffled just right and you get the best hand of cards at the table?... that’s how I feel right now... I feel like my head is finally screwed on straight and I can see the potentials for an upgrade in life... it may take us a bit, but we are finally moving in the right direction on all of our goals..

I have settled into my home as a sort of pet... My head really isn’t into serving others right now... I mean... I still love to serve others, but my head just isn’t really attuned to seeing how empty a glass is  anymore, lol. My slave friends totally understand how important that skill truly is ... I think that I learned a lot of amazing skills but i am finding that being a trophy whore (what Master calls me now) is better suited for me... at my new job, I get to help guys that want me all day... very sexually charged environment... but I don’t let any of them touch me and my Master loves it... loves hearing stories about my day and knowing that they all want me, but he is the only one that gets me...

I just love how excited that makes him! Last night, as we cuddled up to sleep and I started to drift, he started lightly petting my pussy. I asked, “Daddy... what are you doing down there?”(cuz he needs rest as he is also overcoming illness) and he said he was just laying down and trying to fall asleep. Then, he slipped his cock in as he placed his hand over my mouth and whispered into my ear, “Shhh baby girl, I just needed my lil trophy whore for my night night meds”... so hot... I love it when he does that to me... plays with my lil and my sexuality at the same time...

Marriage is on point. Kiddos are doing well. Poly is better understood. Mental clarity is focused. Ready for the next big adventure!!

Back at the Wheel

Oh it has been a while... my writing... let’s say it took a back seat to a broken heart and a lot of pain... I am finding my way through that and am back at writing again as of this minute... I missed it... didn’t realize how much...

life seems to have settled down... I have the basic life I want. A couple of jobs I really adore and I make my own hours so I see my kids as much as I want to!! The only thing I feel I am missing is my poly heart... I have not found a way to force myself to love the Princess ... although I would dare to say that we have finally found a good balance within our home between the two of us... very strong personalities and I am just such a big pain in the ass...

I am jut saying... it may be time for me to take some walks back down...