*wave*

Hello everyone! this slave is just checking in to say hi.
Nothing super exciting has happened since her last post just doing odd jobs to make a few bucks, and trying to molest Master at least a couple times a day *grin*

Master quit smoking last week.
slave is very happy for Him and glad that He decided to do it. Master had her quit a few years ago and it made such an improvement in her breathing and stuff that she is excited for Him to be healthier too.

Howling at the moon

Happy new year! and good riddance 2010, finally its over! What a year, it seemed to have more than the usual amount of  downs. slave is looking forward to this new year.

Masters birthday just happens to be new years day so that usually makes for a great birthday party for Him. Though this year with everything being in limbo W/we had a nice 'round the bonfire at a friends' kinda night.

When W/we got home though Master and slave had a few drinks under the stars in the backyard. It was quite nice and Master let slave stroke His cock the whole time.

After relaxing and hanging out for a while Master led slave deeper into the shadows of the oak hammock. By this time it was well past 3am so things had grown quiet.

Master pushed up slave's short skirt and told her to grab her ankles, grabbing slaves hip with His large hand Master grabbed her in the spot that makes her squish.

With His right hand Master rubbed His hard cock along slaves slippery pussy, teasing her before pushing the tip of His cock inside her.

slave moaned as she His fat head ease into her, gasping when He swiftly filled her completely. Both hands on her hips now Master pounded slave as she tried not to do what Master calls 'howling at the moon' *laugh*

Feeling Master sliding in and out of her, hitting that spot that hurts so nicely, slave became wetter and wetter.

Master pulled out and told slave to come over and suck His cock as He sat down on a nearby stump. On the way over slave realized that she was wet down past her knees and, giggling she told Master as she grabbed His cock. Master smiled at slave and told her to suck and tell Him about someone.

Master has slave do that sometimes, she will tell Him of a girl that she has seen or imagined in great detail as she pleases Him.

Alternating between sucking and describing a chunky little blond slave was eventually rewarded with a huge load to swallow.

All in all a pretty great new years eve.

Poetry

This slave wishes to share some of her poetry.
It's nothing special just little pieces of her feelings and inspirations that found their way to random bits of paper..


The artist
He decorates His pale canvas with sure, swift strokes.
A Master of His trade, this artist.
Focused completely and entirely self disciplined,
His work is breathtaking.
Stripes of color in different patterns, some light, some dark.
Others lined neatly in a row, the rest crossed and intertwined.
They leave such an interesting impression.
Reds, bright crimson blood, burning like fire.
Blues, of the deepest, darkest ocean.
Purple, like a bruise, or a sweet ripe plum.
Yellow, wild dandelions in fields of green.
Sometimes if the dark mood strikes,
the almost black of a stormy night sky.
All of these He flows together seamlessly,
part practiced perfection, part gift.
He can create something beautiful, with just about anything.
No brushes or pencils touch His work,
He prefers to choose His own tools.
Few ever get to see this art, they just wouldn't understand.
For its still too far outside the norm.
Still He creates because it pleases Him, not for any type of recognition.
Contemplating His next design with a smile,
Master wields His implement with skill.
His swings land flawlessly to the cries of His slave,
and the appearing marks are exact.
A soothing hand to steady, on her trembling side.
The touch of His love tender and rough.
she leans into Him happily, breathing quickened, flushed.
And with a devious grin He draws back thinking,
"It was a dark and stormy night...".

Blond chicken

Yes, blond chicken.
W/we had chicken and veggie soup for dinner tonight, and Master showed slave how to pluck and clean a chicken. All thanks to the chicken that 'flew' over the neighbors chain link fence into the waiting jaws of his dog *laugh* very blond chicken, and yes it really was yellow.

Master was given the still warm bird by the neighbor who had no idea what to do with it, so He checked to make sure its insides were intact just like W/we had to do with the bunny last year.
Then He showed slave what to do, it was lots of fun and the bird was only bruised a little.
It tasted good though was a little tougher than usual because it was a 'yard bird' instead of one kept tender in a tiny cage like the ones you get from the store.

The whole thing was great, slave loves that kinda stuff! Thank You Master.

Mmm the sweetness of infliction

Master beat slave the day before yesterday *happy sigh*, she feels so much better now.
Master says that she has her 'perma grin' back *laugh* she feels like it.


Master used random implements from around the house to bring slave to tears, it was much needed and she loved it.
After reducing slave to a sniffling mess Master bent her over and stuffed His super hard cock into her wet pussy, thrusting into her He soon filled her with a hot load. Ah, the utter perfection of being a 'creme filled slave', *laugh* it aways makes her think of Twinkies.


W/we played in the mud today and afterwards came home to have crawdads, fried catfish, shrimp scampi and leftover green bean casserole for dinner, what a great meal! A regular swamp feast :).

Copper wire and seams

Have Y/you ever played with copper wire? Once its stripped bare its a beautiful thing, varying shades of brassy gold.
 slave likes to play with jewelry ideas and twist it into shapes, though after a few twists it tries to bind and becomes hard to mold.
Recent events have this slaves insides bound uncomfortably. When speaking to Master about her feelings by the bonfire slave mentioned that her insides were in knots but, upon further reflection slave feels that it is closer to twists of wire...

Emotions, like bare wire are beautiful  things, though can easily become a bothersome twisty mess.
All of the recent events coupled with this slaves attempts to be strong for Master have her a ball of weirdly bound feelings.

Things are hard right now with all of the sad things taking place...
Alaska almost worked but didn't.
Master and w had to split.
Masters mom had a couple of strokes and He can't get to her to visit.
Two days ago Masters sister lost her baby at 36 weeks..... the one W/we are staying with. Its so sad just happy that W/we are here to help her if she needs it....
this slave wishes she could help more

*sigh*

Through all of this slave dares to mention her feelings, she feels selfish. Though after a few weeks of hiding them to help others she is all knotted now.

It helps to mindlessly blog and get these thoughts out so she can better serve Master with a clearer mind and help the family better when not so focused on her herself....

 Just everything inside is that emotion that resembles being locked in a chest with one small seam to scream though when you wont survive without more room to expand your lungs for a louder scream to be heard with......

Just another kinda limbo

Being back in Florida means looking for work all over again, a necessary evil of life...

This time though since the house split Master and slave are living in another town and are out of the city *happy dance* and another plus is how close the ocean is...

In another sort of limbo though, staying with family until one of U/us has a steady income for rent since Master let w have the house.
So will keep updating and will hopefully have a place again within a month. Maybe this time W/we wont have to start all over again.

Master did 'creme fill' slave in the shower today, and it was really hot Thank You Master!