A dawning duh moment

Yesterday it dawned on slave for the first time that she is the only skinny 'girlfriend' that Master has ever had, He usually wont settle for less than a chunky girl. It's not like slave didn't know that Master usually dated big girls, she just figured that somewhere in His past there was at least one skinny (average really, skinny just means not chunky) girl.

slave doesn't count flings, one night stands or a here and there fuckbuddy. Master is a really big slut as is slave, and no it's not a bad thing, just a fact. But those numbers don't end up in the girlfriend pool.

It was just a 'wow' moment. she feels privileged that Master liked her enough to see past her size but, it also makes her stop for a moment.

she really thought about it when she saw pictures of one of Masters exes, from the way He had talked about her and the stories told before slave had just assumed she was at least in the 'skinny bitch/bones' category that this slave is in (the former cheerleader probably had a part in that assumption but, was apparently before He met her). Well, nope.

It just make her feel this odd mix of special, grateful, and a little self conscious.

Sometimes it's still a little hard to be 'the skinny bitch' when slave thinks about it, sounds kinda funny huh?

Just a little bite...

Master bit slave the night before last, just a playful nip when she jumped into His lap to rub on His cock. Feeling His teeth sink into her shoulder hard enough to hurt made her gasp.
slave forgot what she was doing and her mind slipped, relishing the pain that was so sweet, craving Masters infliction a tear slid down her cheek when He pulled away. Master saw, understood, and smiled at her.

"Undress slave" Master told her after taking slave to the bedroom. she quickly obeyed and eyed Him as He picked up fluffy and grinned at her. "Do you remember what heavy, knotted rope feels like slave?" Master asked with His devious look. "Not really Master" slave replied getting a little nervous.

this slave always gets a little afraid before a scene. she wants Master to hurt her, she needs Master to hurt her but, it still scares her a little. That's good. Fear turns her on, even if it's hers. she gets nervous and trembles a little, Master likes that. The more eager and anxious slave gets the wetter she gets so by the time she is in position bent over the bed with her elbows and hands correctly placed her pussy is soaked.

slave feels Master behind her, like He is more than just a man, His presence seems to fill the room and her skin prickles as the hair on the back of her neck stands up.
Waiting. Master keeps her waiting, wondering when He is going to strike... she trembles again then the tails of fluffy thwack against her ass.

It progressed as these things tend to do, Master doing all sorts of wonderfully horrible things to slave. More fluffy, cold ice on her red ass, the chain wrapped around her in a way that her legs were pulled open, the heavy end of the pool stick on her inner thighs, clothespins on her pussy, a slave jelly ball curled on Masters lap with mascara to her chin sniffling happily... you know how these things go *grin* it was lovely.

Master was getting ready for work this morning and He put slave up on the bathroom counter for a quickie. Pounding into her Master told slave to cum and then pulled out and shot His load all over slaves pussy *shiver* oh it was so HOT!
slave stayed dirty for a little bit before showering, she likes to be a little filthy. It was a great start to her day.

Awestruck

It's almost O/our fifth anniversary, goodness that was fast.

Thinking about how much slave's life has changed because of Master brings tears to her eyes.
Watching awestruck as Master relaxes after a long day at work and slaves heart feels like it will burst with love.
This life that He has given her is everything that she could have hoped, and so much more.
Chained to His bed at night, Masters powerful arms wrapped around her, holding His slaves small wrists tightly to her chest as He squeezes her to Him in His sleep.
Kneeling before Him as Master speaks to slave about discipline, His day, what she should be mindful of or how proud Master is of something.
At work, Master with her in every movement, slave does it all for Him and as well as He would have it done.
Just, everything.

How does one put into mere words this powerful feeling that sears through the veins? This passion and devotion and love that IS part of this slaves very soul?

Master has made her into His slave... Every breath, every beat of her heart, every thought, will forever be His.
her hazel eyes show the changed soul within as a knowing sparkle before downcast demurely.

Master, thank You, for everything.

Random talks with Master

Master and slave were talking yesterday about Master acquiring a new subbie eventually. He has mentioned it before in passing and was kind enough to discuss it with her, since it is waiting at least until the rest of the family is up here Master has yet to decide exactly what He wants but, He has the basics.

The one that slave is happy about is that He doesn't want her to have kids, or at least none of living at home age and that is good. Having little ones around would give slave a case of the baby fever, and w likes babies too so it could become problematic. Master also prefers heavier girls though likes variety and has this little slave to prove it *smile*. she would obviously have to be Ok with a poly lifestyle and also work within the hierarchy that Master has set up for His house.

Just a random talk about the future but it is a comfort to know such things sometimes and slave is grateful to have Master take the time to tell her things that she doesn't have to know.

Pickled fish and snuggling

These last few days off slave has been very busy, its nice to have this kinda time. slave has cleaned the house from top to bottom, made croissants, a red velvet cake and pickled a bunch of the salmon that was caught last weekend from a recipe given to her mother from an old friend. The only bad thing is that slave has the hardest time waiting for the salmon to pickle before she wants to eat it

*laugh*.

she feels the seasons here, and loves it. The days are still too hot though - in the mid 70's but the nights have begun to get that crispness that comes from the first thoughts of winter *happy sigh*. slave cant wait until next year when there will be enough room for a freezer to fill with fish and meat.

On another train of thought Master was a pleasure to snuggle with last night, slave is so privileged. she is grateful that she is allowed such things and is enjoying every minute of it, slave knows that when w gets up here that nights in Masters bed will be a rare treat. slave will be back in a cage beside His bed, chained through the bars as is her place. The next best thing after being in Masters arms, sleeping protected in something made with His bare hands.

Eventually cage number two will need to be made but for now slave gets to feel Masters powerful arms pull her into His iron embrace every night.

Fishing fun

Master took slave salmon fishing this weekend, it was wonderful slave really enjoyed herself.
It was nice to get all rain-geared up and fight the salmon into the rocks on the shore where it was easier to jump down and yank the treble hook out while they thrashed.
W/we ended up letting over half of them go because they had hit the fresh water and started to turn but many of them were still nice and silver, it was so much fun.

Not quite so busy

Master has allowed slave to quit her second job *happy dance* now she has more time to properly serve Him, and just a few weeks ago Master and slave moved to a one bedroom apartment so now T/they have more privacy. It's been very nice.

A few days ago slave came home from work and was getting ready for bed. Master was already under the covers and He told her to go to the bathroom then come to Him. When slave went to His side He asked if she had anything else left to do and she replied just ironing His shirt beside the bed. Master reached under the covers and pulled out the end of a long chain, He reached forward and clipped it to His collar.

slave was flooded with gratitude, it has been almost a year since she has been chained and her eyes filled with tears. she thanked Master and rubbed her cheek against His hand as He smiled at her, the weight of the chain pulling on her neck.

she has twelve feet to roll up in as she sleeps at night with Master holding her, it's so perfect.