a portmanteau day
Jul. 4th, 2002 09:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jdmkleinToday is not my favorite holiday when i 'm not home. It's hard to see pictures of the land of my birth and everybody celebrating. i saw a beautiful picture of a field in Wisconsin and cried. No fireworks display, no picnic, no flag waving. It's just another manic Thursday. Fortunately it's the weekend, and Master and i spent the day together. That much was good. We had an early dinner in town, then went to do some souvenir shopping. A camel whip for woowoo and a spoon for a friend of Daughter.
Today was training day. One of the most intense ever. i'm not sure why, that. i'm still not very well grounded back in the real world. i've cried for now reason at least 3 times since we stopped. i don't know why Master stopped either. i wanted to go on and on and on forever.
Fire and wax play. i should have known. He took out the nipple rings. Started before breakfast. He left me shackled and chained to the bed in the play room, with a vibrator in my cunt. He went to the bakery and left me alone chained and shackled. i made Him promise not to have an accident. He took the dog. He brought me out into the living room in chains to eat my sweet roll and drink a cup of coffee. Then He put me to bed, shackled. He let me sleep a bit. i love the puppy but getting up before 5 on the weekend gets old fast. Then He chained me to the bed in the play room and began again. He said he used all the whips and floggers. Feathers and canes and paddles and the razor strop. i can't remember in what order. i tried to count the number of strokes but couldn't. My butt and cunt are still sore. Don't play with wax when the cunt needs shaving. He laid with me when He was done. And then told me to shower. It felt so good. i almost hate the thought of leaving. But i know i will get again when i return. My eyes are puffy.
Tonight when we got home the new neighbor called to ask to use Master's computer to check his email. The toy room door was open, clamps, cuffs, and chains haning out there in all their glory. No lights in the room but the chains glinted light from the hall. i wonder if he saw. i don't care, i just wonder.
Home in three days.
Today was training day. One of the most intense ever. i'm not sure why, that. i'm still not very well grounded back in the real world. i've cried for now reason at least 3 times since we stopped. i don't know why Master stopped either. i wanted to go on and on and on forever.
Fire and wax play. i should have known. He took out the nipple rings. Started before breakfast. He left me shackled and chained to the bed in the play room, with a vibrator in my cunt. He went to the bakery and left me alone chained and shackled. i made Him promise not to have an accident. He took the dog. He brought me out into the living room in chains to eat my sweet roll and drink a cup of coffee. Then He put me to bed, shackled. He let me sleep a bit. i love the puppy but getting up before 5 on the weekend gets old fast. Then He chained me to the bed in the play room and began again. He said he used all the whips and floggers. Feathers and canes and paddles and the razor strop. i can't remember in what order. i tried to count the number of strokes but couldn't. My butt and cunt are still sore. Don't play with wax when the cunt needs shaving. He laid with me when He was done. And then told me to shower. It felt so good. i almost hate the thought of leaving. But i know i will get again when i return. My eyes are puffy.
Tonight when we got home the new neighbor called to ask to use Master's computer to check his email. The toy room door was open, clamps, cuffs, and chains haning out there in all their glory. No lights in the room but the chains glinted light from the hall. i wonder if he saw. i don't care, i just wonder.
Home in three days.
