This is about my life, from the D/s relationship
i'm in with my Master/Husband to raising a special needs child to dealing with my mental
illness. Beware, this is not for children, 18 and over only please.
Oh my god. Have i said lately that i married Satan? J decided that our vanilla lives have been going on long enough and pulled out the paddle and his most vicious weapon today... his cock.
i was laying on the bed, coughing my lungs out when he told me to go get the paddle. He proceeded to beat me unmercifully, despite desperate struggles on my part and a fit of coughing. i managed to wiggle myself off the bed and lay in the floor coughing, tears pouring down my cheeks, and he ordered me back on the bed. i lay on my belly beside him and he made me reach back and place the paddle where i wanted each HARD lick. Soon my whole ass was throbbing and i was gasping each time i reached back to place the paddle... trying so hard to find a place that wasn't already on fire and failing. When he tired of this evil little game (looooong after i did) he had me take his jeans and socks off. He let me lay beside him on the bed and stroke his cock. He asked me if i was horny, and i answered him honestly that i was not. He demanded i spread my legs so he could remedy this condition, and found me extremely wet. (Apparently my body knows how J operates, even if my libido is out of whack.) He slid his finger into me and soon i was moaning with desire. He followed this up by allowing me to suck his delicious cock. i was hungrily slurping and bobbing up and down when he buried his hand in the back of my hair and pulled me off. He made me strip off his underwear and climb on him. He ordered me to make myself cum, and i tried my best, but was unable to. He was, of course, less than thrilled.
He positioned me on my knees and slammed into me so hard i cried out. He pounded me with hard punishing strokes that seemed to go on for an eternity before letting me flip over onto my back. He then pulled my ankles up to rest on his shoulders and began pounding me viciously again. The pain was nearly unbearable in my tender recently under-used pussy and each stroke pushed me down against my swollen throbbing ass. But, then, suddenly everything felt painfully yummy and i came over and over again. i had just came for the 6th or 7th shuddering time when he pulled out and slammed his cock into my ass! i screamed so loud i cannot believe our neighbor didn't call the police. i had forgotten how bad anal can hurt! i really don't think it has hurt me that bad since i was a teenager. He pumped his cum into my ass and let me run, sobbing to the bathroom.
End result: J is still evil (yum) and my ass has finally stopped bleeding so i'm sure as soon as i've healed up, we'll be working on turning me into pain is my friend anal slut again. i'm not sure if i'm looking forward to the training or not, but the end result is delicious.
This sucks so bad its almost funny. Vanessa is gone, Brad is being good... and now i am sick! Dammit. J can't get out the whips, chains or paddles cause i think i'd just die if he hit me now. We are playing cards tonight. Which is fun... but definitely not what i had in mind, when i have a kid good enough to go to a babysitters and a house to myself. Piss. i WANT A BEATING!!!!
Well, folks, i'm sorry i have been away so very long. i was in the nuthouse for 5 weeks. What a drag. However, if you have PTSD or a related trauma issue, i highly recommend the center in the psychiatric institute of Washington D.C. It is excellent. i have been home about two weeks now, but this is the first chance i have had to sit at the computer and write. Let me give you the big updates and then, we will return to normal semi-daily journal entries.
J and i are fine. We did get away for our anniversary and reconnected. We haven't had any kinky fun since i have been home since Vanessa and Polly Pedicure are here all the time, but our marriage and D/s relationship is still strong, and the rock upon which i build my life.
Vanessa is moving out... TODAY!!! Yay. i will miss her, but she isn't moving far, about 3 blocks, and i will have my privacy back. i am very excited. She has hurt her back really bad, and has to have surgery so i will probably be going over and helping to take care of her everyday, but still... More time for J and i alone, which i desperately need.
my email address has changed. J lost the passcode for our old account and had to start a whole new one. my new address is thechainedangel@wmconnect.com please feel free to drop me a line. i'll be updating the sidebar soon, but just don't have time today... So if its pressing, follow the link please. Hope all is well with all my dear friends... and talk soon.
p.s.
Vanessa will be gone tonight... maybe i can con J into giving me something worth reporting tomorrow. *wink*
