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...
Thursday, January 11, 2018
Tuesday, January 9, 2018
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?
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!!
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!!
Sunday, January 7, 2018
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...
I am jut saying... it may be time for me to take some walks back down...
Friday, October 13, 2017
Rope Family?
These last couple of weekends have been interesting for me... it is different to see us all interacting together again... Sire and the baby rigger are quickly becoming friends that we can go have a fun night with without all the drama and bullshit, which is really nice.
I mean, I still struggle on the regular with the things from the past, but there are times in your life where you just gotta suck it up and put your feelings away... I feel like I have been doing great at that for the last couple of weeks and am just really proud of myself.
I am just so grateful that I can still find that happy sunny headspace in my suspensions and that I have a skilled and talented rigger who loves to come up with new ideas and new ways for us to play together... I was talking with a friend the other day about my suspensions and she was surprised that I don't really have a sexual component to an act that is seen as sexually deviant to general society... why be bound if not to be mercilessly fucked beyond comprehension... and I get it... but Rope is so much more to me than a primal need...
The hug and pressure of the rope fulfills my basic need for safety... I feel safe in it and I only do suspensions with individuals that are well trained so I know I am safe in their hands...
The suspension with another female just turns into a playful thing to do as sisters in rope, bunny to bunny fox...
The beauty and artwork that shibari is fulfilled a need that I didn't even remember I had... when I was a lil lil girl, I used to act in plays and always was the center of attention until life kind of beat it out of me and made me want to hide... rope whoring gives me the attention I need in an artistic and healthy way... so many things to love about it!!
This lil Rope family just keeps growing and we keep growing as people along the journey... and what do you know? After the copy cat princess was suspended this last time, she has become addicted as well... effortlessly floating above the earth is addicting...
I mean, I still struggle on the regular with the things from the past, but there are times in your life where you just gotta suck it up and put your feelings away... I feel like I have been doing great at that for the last couple of weeks and am just really proud of myself.
I am just so grateful that I can still find that happy sunny headspace in my suspensions and that I have a skilled and talented rigger who loves to come up with new ideas and new ways for us to play together... I was talking with a friend the other day about my suspensions and she was surprised that I don't really have a sexual component to an act that is seen as sexually deviant to general society... why be bound if not to be mercilessly fucked beyond comprehension... and I get it... but Rope is so much more to me than a primal need...
The hug and pressure of the rope fulfills my basic need for safety... I feel safe in it and I only do suspensions with individuals that are well trained so I know I am safe in their hands...
The suspension with another female just turns into a playful thing to do as sisters in rope, bunny to bunny fox...
The beauty and artwork that shibari is fulfilled a need that I didn't even remember I had... when I was a lil lil girl, I used to act in plays and always was the center of attention until life kind of beat it out of me and made me want to hide... rope whoring gives me the attention I need in an artistic and healthy way... so many things to love about it!!
This lil Rope family just keeps growing and we keep growing as people along the journey... and what do you know? After the copy cat princess was suspended this last time, she has become addicted as well... effortlessly floating above the earth is addicting...
Thursday, October 12, 2017
Alphas
Tied...
Do you see the flames?! First poem written for the form... that was fun!
Tied to a pole...
By a sorcerer of fire and pain.
The succubus fox surprised,
Pleasantly surprised,
And then released,
To be dragged,
Dragged,
Back.
...
Tied...
Tied again...
Behind her back,
He laughs as she teases...
Teases that He never ties...
He drags her again,
Then released...
Released...
Giggles.
...
Paid...
Succubus payment,
Booty rubbed, shimmied,
Against Him, pressed against,
Thanked for the rope...
And the company,
Heart shared,
Alphas.
...
Do you see the flames?! First poem written for the form... that was fun!
Wedding Reception- Kinky style
This last Saturday was one of those times when everything happened perfectly! I know, starting off my posting like that sets up really high expectations... but I just couldn't help it... I could not have asked for a better night...
First off, the princess was invited, so I didn't have to try to manage her disappointment in not being able to attend and I also didn't have to try and keep Master occupied for the night, which also gave me more freedom to play! I decided to bring a healthy chicken fried rice meal to share with the party goers and we showed up ready to go!
It was a magical night! Sire had inquired if I would like to be tied by another individual in the community... let's call him Van Gogh... teehee.. and I have been watching his work for years, so of course I said yes! I was so excited!! I got to hang out with my gorgeous slave friend with her tac bra and give her hugs! I got to bite the hiney of the baby rigger... and it was like biting into marshmallows!! So bubbly and soft... mmmmmmm...
Van Gogh's suspension work pushed me farther than I have been pushed in a while! I had fun dancing through the transitions and loved seeing my Master watching me. As I was gently spinning round, geeked out to high heaven in one of my rope idol's ties, I felt a hand caress my pussy through my panties... it was my Master's big meaty hand groping His toy... I could tell right away and I let go... falling in and out of sub space, dancing within rope... moving through positions and really getting to see how strong my body has really become! When the pressure got to be too much on my shin, I called yellow... Van Gogh said he could have me down in 20 sec and that was perfect! He brought me down and then I received an upper body massage which was lovely!
Then, I went in to get a drink and asked the baby rigger if we were going to be suspended as well. She grabbed the rope and we went to ask, at which point Sire agreed! Two suspensions in one night!?! How did I get so blessed?!
As Sire tied us, we talked and laughed. I stared into her beautiful eyes and I honestly can't remember what we talked about... it was probably of the honeymoon, but all I can remember is how beautiful and happy she looked. The baby rigger and I were suspended together, and I nibbled her as we twirled. Cuddly suspended sub space is a nice place to be. I would love to stay up and see how long we could stay suspended together... snuggled in and giggling in our rope...
I am not exactly sure when all the making out started to happen or who initiated it (probably me since I get a bit more bold when I am drinking...) I have always had a thing for the baby rigger... what can I say. I could play with her hair for hours... literally hours... I said as much and was teased with having to do just that... truth be told, I would just sit and run my hands through her beautiful silky light hair, spun gold slipping through my fingertips... slipping... felt a poem coming on and then I lost it... lol... I digress...
She is silly and kind and nice and honest and happy... she is also so introverted that she reminds me of the me I was before I found myself again. Before I stripped off the shackles that this world placed on me through abuse and abandonment... who knew I would overcome abuse and trauma and abandonment on a journey through BDSM and get back to the extrovert that I was born as?! The attention whore that I am loved the extra pictures that were taken of those moments by Sire...
First off, the princess was invited, so I didn't have to try to manage her disappointment in not being able to attend and I also didn't have to try and keep Master occupied for the night, which also gave me more freedom to play! I decided to bring a healthy chicken fried rice meal to share with the party goers and we showed up ready to go!
It was a magical night! Sire had inquired if I would like to be tied by another individual in the community... let's call him Van Gogh... teehee.. and I have been watching his work for years, so of course I said yes! I was so excited!! I got to hang out with my gorgeous slave friend with her tac bra and give her hugs! I got to bite the hiney of the baby rigger... and it was like biting into marshmallows!! So bubbly and soft... mmmmmmm...
Van Gogh's suspension work pushed me farther than I have been pushed in a while! I had fun dancing through the transitions and loved seeing my Master watching me. As I was gently spinning round, geeked out to high heaven in one of my rope idol's ties, I felt a hand caress my pussy through my panties... it was my Master's big meaty hand groping His toy... I could tell right away and I let go... falling in and out of sub space, dancing within rope... moving through positions and really getting to see how strong my body has really become! When the pressure got to be too much on my shin, I called yellow... Van Gogh said he could have me down in 20 sec and that was perfect! He brought me down and then I received an upper body massage which was lovely!
Then, I went in to get a drink and asked the baby rigger if we were going to be suspended as well. She grabbed the rope and we went to ask, at which point Sire agreed! Two suspensions in one night!?! How did I get so blessed?!
As Sire tied us, we talked and laughed. I stared into her beautiful eyes and I honestly can't remember what we talked about... it was probably of the honeymoon, but all I can remember is how beautiful and happy she looked. The baby rigger and I were suspended together, and I nibbled her as we twirled. Cuddly suspended sub space is a nice place to be. I would love to stay up and see how long we could stay suspended together... snuggled in and giggling in our rope...
I am not exactly sure when all the making out started to happen or who initiated it (probably me since I get a bit more bold when I am drinking...) I have always had a thing for the baby rigger... what can I say. I could play with her hair for hours... literally hours... I said as much and was teased with having to do just that... truth be told, I would just sit and run my hands through her beautiful silky light hair, spun gold slipping through my fingertips... slipping... felt a poem coming on and then I lost it... lol... I digress...
She is silly and kind and nice and honest and happy... she is also so introverted that she reminds me of the me I was before I found myself again. Before I stripped off the shackles that this world placed on me through abuse and abandonment... who knew I would overcome abuse and trauma and abandonment on a journey through BDSM and get back to the extrovert that I was born as?! The attention whore that I am loved the extra pictures that were taken of those moments by Sire...
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