i apologize i have not written in while. i have been sick the past few days and my computer was having major issues.
on saturday i was able to enjoy some time with Master. He came in while i was still asleep and woke me up with kisses, my favorite way to be woken up. i am always a bit groggy and bitchy in the mornings, but when Master wakes me up, there is no bitchiness. i have been having a lot of problems with my back lately, filled with knots and just hurting in general, so Master told me to lay on my stomach and He gave me a nice massage. ending it with telling me i need to try to budget in a professional deep tissue massage sometime soon.
while i was still laying on my stomach Master started playing with my/His cunt, slowly working His entire fist in me until He could slid His fist in and out with ease. I LOVE BEING FISTED! i had, i believe, 3 orgasms while Master was fisting me.
we cleaned up and went out onto the couch where we cuddled and chatted. Master and i have an ongoing list of things we want to talk about. although Master and i have amazing communication i feel as if the list is constantly growing and not much is being talked about. i know that is far from the truth, as Master and i chat a lot. when Master and i get to spend time together, we are pretty much always on a time limit. things are changing and soon enough i know we will be able to shorten that list.
after a bit we started messing around on the couch and i asked Master if He would please fuck me. and boy did He. afterwords we ended up back in the bedroom where i sucked His wonderful Cock. i asked Master if He would like to cum in my mouth or on me. He chose on me, which really surprised me. i'm not complaining, i was just surprised.
last night Master stopped by just to pick up my computer so He could fix it. i barely remember Him coming in, as i had just gotten home from the emergency room and was doped up on pain medication for the migraine i had, as well as a viral stomach bug. He came by again the afternoon to bring my computer back as well as bring me some sprite and chicken noodle soup. even though we were only together for about 5 minutes, i am so thankful for that time. i am really anxious for the changes to happen.
Monday, January 10, 2011
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
changes
i am going to be changing the name of my blog, the url will still the same, so no worries! the new name will be katya's kinky escapades with Master....the change will happen in a few days.
~katya
~katya
Monday, January 3, 2011
Pushkin
i've had one of those days when it seems as if everything is lined up against you. i'm in a job i hate, and i've only been there for 2 months. it is nearly impossible to find a good job i may enjoy without a college education, which i am in the works of finishing. i am worried about my Master and the things He is currently going through. how they are affecting Him, and what is going to become of our relationship. i have no doubt that our relationship is going to continue, but i do know there are going to be changes to it and i am not sure in which way that is going to be.
usually when i am having one of these days i have no problem writing something to get out my emotions and frustrations. tonight i am finding it impossible to convey what i want. i found myself flipping through the worn out pages of my old Pushkin anthology. i often find comfort in that book. i thought i'd share one of my favorite pieces of Pushkin's both in english as well as in Russian.
usually when i am having one of these days i have no problem writing something to get out my emotions and frustrations. tonight i am finding it impossible to convey what i want. i found myself flipping through the worn out pages of my old Pushkin anthology. i often find comfort in that book. i thought i'd share one of my favorite pieces of Pushkin's both in english as well as in Russian.
Winter Evening
Whirling the fleecy snow drifts, Now it howls like a wolf, Now it is crying, like a lost child, Now rustling the decayed thatch On our tumbledown roof, Now, like a delayed traveller, Knocking on our window pane. Our wretched little cottage Is gloomy and dark. Why do you sit all silent Hugging the window, old gran? Has the howling of the storm Wearied you, at last, dear friend? Or are you dozing fitfully Under the spinning wheel's humming? | ||
To my poor wasted youth. Let us drink from grief - Where's the glass? Our hearts at least will be lightened. Sing me a song of how the bluetit Quietly lives across the sea. Sing me a song of how the young girl Went to fetch water in the morning. The storm wind covers the sky Whirling the fleecy snow drifts Now it howls like a wolf, Now it is crying, like a lost child. Let us drink, dearest friend To my poor wasted youth. Let us drink from grief - Where's the glass? Our hearts at least will be lightened. зимний вечер штормовой ветер покрывает небо Кружение ворсистые сугробы снега, Теперь он воет, как волк, Теперь он плачет, как потеряла ребенка, Теперь шелест распались соломенная На нашем ветхих крыш, Теперь, как задержки путешественник, Стучит в наши окна панели. Наш жалкий домик Это мрачное и темное. Почему вы сидите все молчали Обнимая окна, старая бабушка? С воем бури Измученный вы, наконец, дорогой друг? Или вы дремали урывками Под гудение прядильного колеса? Выпьем, дорогой друг Для моего бедного впустую молодежи. Выпьем с горя - Где стекла? Наши сердца по крайней мере будут облегченные. Спой мне песню о том, как bluetit Тихо жизни на море. Спой мне песню о том, как молодая девушка Пошел за водой по утрам. штормовой ветер покрывает небо Кружение ворсистые сугробы снега Теперь он воет, как волк, Теперь он плачет, как потеряла ребенка. Выпьем, дорогой друг Для моего бедного впустую молодежи. Выпьем с горя - Где стекла? Наши сердца по крайней мере будут облегченные. |
Sunday, January 2, 2011
overcoming soft limits
i conquered one of my soft limits today. it was a limit i wanted to defeat, not just Master wanting me to get over it. that limit was Him cumming into my mouth.
let me give you the background of this limit:
several years ago i made a lot of mistakes. i was strung out on drugs, rarely sober. and when i was sober i was in the process of getting another drug. my favorite was ecstasy but would take just about anything. being a druggie pretty much goes hand in hand with hanging out with the wrong people and doing things you wish you didn't when you look back on them. my story is the same. my aversion to allowing Master cum in my mouth is because while i was strung out i would allow anyone to shoot their load down my throat. they would give me drugs sometimes, other times i did it just because i thought they were my "friends" and blah blah. so, since sobering up it has become very difficult for me to swallow, or even allow cum in my mouth. i think until today it had been at least 3 years since i last swallowed.
Master had a little bit of time He could come see me, and we had a lot to discuss. i did not great Him in our traditional way, i was clothed (well in the process of it at least) when He walked in. we talked and discussed things. although now i am remembering we did not talk about one thing He had wanted to hear more about. the reason i have not been sleeping well...
we ended up in the bedroom, and well...as you already know, i was able to make Master cum in my mouth. it was emotionally hard for me, but i wanted to do it. i wanted to take that final step of submission to Him.
and damn if felt good to do it :-)
let me give you the background of this limit:
several years ago i made a lot of mistakes. i was strung out on drugs, rarely sober. and when i was sober i was in the process of getting another drug. my favorite was ecstasy but would take just about anything. being a druggie pretty much goes hand in hand with hanging out with the wrong people and doing things you wish you didn't when you look back on them. my story is the same. my aversion to allowing Master cum in my mouth is because while i was strung out i would allow anyone to shoot their load down my throat. they would give me drugs sometimes, other times i did it just because i thought they were my "friends" and blah blah. so, since sobering up it has become very difficult for me to swallow, or even allow cum in my mouth. i think until today it had been at least 3 years since i last swallowed.
Master had a little bit of time He could come see me, and we had a lot to discuss. i did not great Him in our traditional way, i was clothed (well in the process of it at least) when He walked in. we talked and discussed things. although now i am remembering we did not talk about one thing He had wanted to hear more about. the reason i have not been sleeping well...
we ended up in the bedroom, and well...as you already know, i was able to make Master cum in my mouth. it was emotionally hard for me, but i wanted to do it. i wanted to take that final step of submission to Him.
and damn if felt good to do it :-)
14 days, 600 edges...
i think the last 2 weeks were the longest 2 weeks of my life. especially getting through work on thursday and the hours until Master arrived at my place friday morning.
He took His sweet time getting to my place, purposely getting there later than He said He would. i have a patience problem, i lack it. when He finally arrived i was waiting on my knees for Him like His good slut. He walked up to me and i immediately undid His pants and began worshiping His Cock. after a little bit Master told me to stop, He pulled up His pants and bent down to kiss me. i almost lost myself to tears right then. He helped me stand and continued to kiss me. we held each other for awhile, and i did have a few tears. i was so happy to see Him. we sat on the couch, me in His arms and talked for a little.
we had previously talked about stress relief and maintenance spankings. Master decided to try it out. He told me to lay across His lap and he began to softly spank my ass, lower back, and thighs. He hit harder at times, and with rhythm. i was in heaven. i do not think i have ever been so relaxed in my life. Master decided this is somehow going to become part of our routine.
over the past weeks i had earned a few Disciplines and Punishments for various things. Master asked if i wanted to get them over with before the pleasure began and i replied with a yes. Master had me sit on the couch with my back up against the back. He hooked my arm cuffs to my collar, blindfolded me, and had me put my feet on the edge of the couch, legs spread. before He blindfolded me i saw Him get the 5 gallon paint stick....my biggest Punishment fear. Next thing i knew Master grabbed my left tit and squeezed hard while wearing the tack glove. that was Discipline number one for missing a question on a quiz. He then grabbed the right one in the same fashion. Discipline number two for missing a question on a different quiz. next Master grabbed my/His cunt with the tack glove, rubbing the clit with the point of a tack. Discipline number 3 for falling asleep before doing bedtime edges. Master had me stand and bend over the arm of the couch where i received 10 hits of the paint stick. 5 for one Punishment when i did not follow His schedule, and 5 for the second Punishment when i did not answer a question of His immediately. Master took of the blindfold, unhooked my arms and sent me to lay down in the bed. He joined me there almost immediately and held me and soothed me while i cried.
the night before i had been forgetful and did not click the last 5 edges into the counter i had been using. for this Master caned me 5 times on each ass cheek while bent over the bed. He also had me choose a number between 1-10, i chose 7. Master said i would not be allowed an orgasm until He edged me 35 more times. Master put the hood on me, hooked my hands to the headboard, feet to the foot of the bed and my thigh cuffs to the sides of the bed so my pussy was exposed to Him and i could not fight it, even if i wanted to.
Master edged me many ways, my favorite being with His amazing mouth. i was so wet and in agony that a slight touch to my clit had me yelling out to Master for permission to cum. which He, of course, denied. Master used clothespins and tape and spread my pussy lips apart for Him to have better access to His property. i love that feel but i HATE when the clothespins come off. hurts like a motherfucker!
finally we got to the 35 edges and Master allowed me to orgasm. He had his fist in my cunt and was playing with my g-spot. i came so hard and intense that i squirted....a lot. i also, in the middle of this orgasm which was a rolling orgasm, busted into tears. not a few rolling down my face, but full out sobs. i assured Master absolutely nothing was wrong, everything was perfect, even though i continued to cry as i continued to orgasm. i have never in my life experience this before, crying while having an orgasm. i have squirted before, but never cried. we rested a bit, and then Master made me squirt another 3 times. i could barely move by the time we were finished.
in fact, my entire body is still sore today. my pussy, surprisingly is not sore, even though Master worked it over with His fist and my monster dildo. my shoulders, neck, ass, legs...those muscles are all very sore.
Master kept telling me how proud He is that i made it 14 days and 600+ edges before having an orgasm. or several in this case. He rewarded me by telling me that this weekend i could have as many orgasms as i wanted and do not have to follow a masturbation schedule. with it being a new month we do need to come up with a new one for january. Master also determined that typically He will only deny me an orgasm for a week. of course this may change as He sees fit.
i have not been able to masturbate much today, due to a family emergency i spent most of the day at the hospital. everyone is okay, now. Master was aware of this, as it started happening when i was with Him yesterday.
Master is able to come over for a little bit tomorrow, and i always cherish the time we have to spend together. i may or may not post a write up on this visit. i may not because we are going to be doing a lot of talking, He does not even want me to greet Him naked and on my knees. it is not a bad talk, although i am a bit nervous. there is just a lot going on in both of our separate lives that we want to talk about with each other, without the distraction of my tits or His Cock.
oh, and i hope everyone had a safe and happy new year!
~~~~katya~~~~
He took His sweet time getting to my place, purposely getting there later than He said He would. i have a patience problem, i lack it. when He finally arrived i was waiting on my knees for Him like His good slut. He walked up to me and i immediately undid His pants and began worshiping His Cock. after a little bit Master told me to stop, He pulled up His pants and bent down to kiss me. i almost lost myself to tears right then. He helped me stand and continued to kiss me. we held each other for awhile, and i did have a few tears. i was so happy to see Him. we sat on the couch, me in His arms and talked for a little.
we had previously talked about stress relief and maintenance spankings. Master decided to try it out. He told me to lay across His lap and he began to softly spank my ass, lower back, and thighs. He hit harder at times, and with rhythm. i was in heaven. i do not think i have ever been so relaxed in my life. Master decided this is somehow going to become part of our routine.
over the past weeks i had earned a few Disciplines and Punishments for various things. Master asked if i wanted to get them over with before the pleasure began and i replied with a yes. Master had me sit on the couch with my back up against the back. He hooked my arm cuffs to my collar, blindfolded me, and had me put my feet on the edge of the couch, legs spread. before He blindfolded me i saw Him get the 5 gallon paint stick....my biggest Punishment fear. Next thing i knew Master grabbed my left tit and squeezed hard while wearing the tack glove. that was Discipline number one for missing a question on a quiz. He then grabbed the right one in the same fashion. Discipline number two for missing a question on a different quiz. next Master grabbed my/His cunt with the tack glove, rubbing the clit with the point of a tack. Discipline number 3 for falling asleep before doing bedtime edges. Master had me stand and bend over the arm of the couch where i received 10 hits of the paint stick. 5 for one Punishment when i did not follow His schedule, and 5 for the second Punishment when i did not answer a question of His immediately. Master took of the blindfold, unhooked my arms and sent me to lay down in the bed. He joined me there almost immediately and held me and soothed me while i cried.
the night before i had been forgetful and did not click the last 5 edges into the counter i had been using. for this Master caned me 5 times on each ass cheek while bent over the bed. He also had me choose a number between 1-10, i chose 7. Master said i would not be allowed an orgasm until He edged me 35 more times. Master put the hood on me, hooked my hands to the headboard, feet to the foot of the bed and my thigh cuffs to the sides of the bed so my pussy was exposed to Him and i could not fight it, even if i wanted to.
Master edged me many ways, my favorite being with His amazing mouth. i was so wet and in agony that a slight touch to my clit had me yelling out to Master for permission to cum. which He, of course, denied. Master used clothespins and tape and spread my pussy lips apart for Him to have better access to His property. i love that feel but i HATE when the clothespins come off. hurts like a motherfucker!
finally we got to the 35 edges and Master allowed me to orgasm. He had his fist in my cunt and was playing with my g-spot. i came so hard and intense that i squirted....a lot. i also, in the middle of this orgasm which was a rolling orgasm, busted into tears. not a few rolling down my face, but full out sobs. i assured Master absolutely nothing was wrong, everything was perfect, even though i continued to cry as i continued to orgasm. i have never in my life experience this before, crying while having an orgasm. i have squirted before, but never cried. we rested a bit, and then Master made me squirt another 3 times. i could barely move by the time we were finished.
in fact, my entire body is still sore today. my pussy, surprisingly is not sore, even though Master worked it over with His fist and my monster dildo. my shoulders, neck, ass, legs...those muscles are all very sore.
Master kept telling me how proud He is that i made it 14 days and 600+ edges before having an orgasm. or several in this case. He rewarded me by telling me that this weekend i could have as many orgasms as i wanted and do not have to follow a masturbation schedule. with it being a new month we do need to come up with a new one for january. Master also determined that typically He will only deny me an orgasm for a week. of course this may change as He sees fit.
i have not been able to masturbate much today, due to a family emergency i spent most of the day at the hospital. everyone is okay, now. Master was aware of this, as it started happening when i was with Him yesterday.
Master is able to come over for a little bit tomorrow, and i always cherish the time we have to spend together. i may or may not post a write up on this visit. i may not because we are going to be doing a lot of talking, He does not even want me to greet Him naked and on my knees. it is not a bad talk, although i am a bit nervous. there is just a lot going on in both of our separate lives that we want to talk about with each other, without the distraction of my tits or His Cock.
oh, and i hope everyone had a safe and happy new year!
~~~~katya~~~~
Thursday, December 30, 2010
quick note
hello whomever may be reading this! just wanted to give a quick update....i have edged myself 600 times in the past 14 days! Master and i reunite tomorrow after 14 days away from each other. less than 12 hours now and i am VERY excited.
Master has told me i am to not edge anymore, however i am to continue masturbating until He arrives. i am not allowed to go above an 8 on a 1-10 intensity scale. this is going to be very, very difficult....
i will write more either after Master leaves tomorrow, assuming that i will be able to move, or the next day. every one have a happy new year and be safe!
Master has told me i am to not edge anymore, however i am to continue masturbating until He arrives. i am not allowed to go above an 8 on a 1-10 intensity scale. this is going to be very, very difficult....
i will write more either after Master leaves tomorrow, assuming that i will be able to move, or the next day. every one have a happy new year and be safe!
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
few more days....
just a few more days until Master and i reunite after 2 weeks apart. the past 2 weeks has been a huge emotional roller coaster for me. right now i am anxious. i cannot wait for Master to walk through my door as i wait on my knees for Him with my fresh brazilian wax job. i had that done tonight for the first time ever, and i plan on going back every 4 weeks or so.
i do not know what i am looking forward to the most, if it is His Cock in my mouth, His hand inflicting pain that i love so much, the feel of Him in me, just knowing He is somewhat close even when He is not with me, or just being in His arms. if i had to chose i may say just being in His arms. one of Masters "terms of endearment" for me is His cocksucking cuddleslut cunt. which does sum me up very nicely.
i know after i get Master in our traditional way i will want to go straight to the couch or the bed and just be in His arms, kissing Him everywhere i can. the past few days i have felt very rebellious and angry but now, as the day gets closer i am feeling much more calm and at ease. i feel as if i may event cry a bit once i see Him. out of happiness, the release of all the emotions over the past weeks, and just feeling that everything has returned to "normal".
yea....i'm emotional like that. was before He came into my life and i will always be.
i do not know what i am looking forward to the most, if it is His Cock in my mouth, His hand inflicting pain that i love so much, the feel of Him in me, just knowing He is somewhat close even when He is not with me, or just being in His arms. if i had to chose i may say just being in His arms. one of Masters "terms of endearment" for me is His cocksucking cuddleslut cunt. which does sum me up very nicely.
i know after i get Master in our traditional way i will want to go straight to the couch or the bed and just be in His arms, kissing Him everywhere i can. the past few days i have felt very rebellious and angry but now, as the day gets closer i am feeling much more calm and at ease. i feel as if i may event cry a bit once i see Him. out of happiness, the release of all the emotions over the past weeks, and just feeling that everything has returned to "normal".
yea....i'm emotional like that. was before He came into my life and i will always be.
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