Tomorrow

Tomorrow is my birthday. I'll be 31. Hooray. Seriously though I don't care that I'll be 31. It's no different than when I turned 30, or 29, or 28... etc. I'm not one of those girls who really cares about my age. I'll say the same thing when I turn 40. I don't care.

And I never really want anything for my birthday. Not that long ago my mother had taken me dress clothes shopping and counted that as part of my birthday present, which was awesome! When she said "part of" I told her that she didn't need to get me or give me anything else. I was more than happy with what she had just done. I figured that was that. No biggie. Well, over this past weekend I went down to visit her for a while. And of course she didn't listen. She ended up giving me some birthday money as well.

She stood there with the money in her hand and looked me in the eye as she said, "This is not for you to use for the household. This is not something to use for bills. This is for something you want." Basically she didn't want me to spend it on necessities. She understands that I'm unemployed and all that but she also wants me to use the money for a little splurge as I never, ever do that. Even when I was working I never really bought anything for myself. That's just how I am.

I'm so bad at spending money on myself (unless it's for a tattoo) that I have literally been trying to figure out what the hell I'm going to use the money on since she gave it to me. I'm not kidding. I would think of something and then have to throw that idea away because it was something that fell under a need rather than a want.

We went down to the store and tried finding a movie or something that I would like to watch and own. We couldn't find anything. I would see something and go, "Yeah I liked the movie but not enough to own it." Or it would be something I had never seen before and didn't want to waste money on in case I didn't like it.

We came home empty handed. I apologized to Master for dragging Him out of the house when it was so cold out but He said it wasn't a big deal at all. I apologize for some weird shit, let me tell ya. Normally it's for something out of my control or something that isn't my fault. I'm fucked up like that.

I was disappointed because I kind of felt like I would just end up spending the money on something needed for the household simply because I couldn't think of a damn thing I wanted. And that would piss my mom off. And Master wouldn't have been too happy about it either.

Once we got home I finally figured out what I wanted. I wanted a date night with my Husband. It's something I want and it's something we haven't done in a very, very long time. There aren't any movies out in theaters that either of us want to see, so we'll be just going out to dinner. It may sound stupid, but Master and I haven't had a date night in I can't tell you how long and I'm not sure when we'll be able to any time soon simply because of finances. So, using my birthday money for it makes perfect sense.

We'll probably go a little earlier than we would normally eat at home, like we normally do. And since it'll be a Tuesday night it shouldn't be very busy. I already picked out where we are going and Master seemed very pleased by it because He loves the restaurant. I'm looking forward to it.

Yes, we could have just gone tonight but I really want to do it on my actual birthday.

Birthday

Today is Master's birthday. I had originally scheduled off for today but due to things that happened last week I had switched it to Friday. I had checked with Him several times to make sure He wasn't upset about it. He assured me that He was not.

But today, on my way to work I felt guilty. I had taken His birthday off so I could spend it with Him. I know I have to go to work and I know not everything goes the way you want it to. That didn't stop me from feeling guilty though. I couldn't have taken the entire day off as I am now officially out of vacation days. However... I do still have personal time. As a result I decided I would just leave early today. I may not be able to spend the entire day with Him but at least I could spend more time with Him than I normally would on a Monday.

I told the passenger in my carpool and he said he'd figure out a different way home. Now, all that was left was figuring out what time I should leave. I didn't want to leave extra early but I didn't want to only get an extra hour with Him either.

So I left at noon. That gives me four extra hours with Him. He seemed really happy that I had come home early to spend more time with Him on His birthday. I honestly think it meant quite a bit to Him. We did some really super fast grocery shopping and then sat outside for a while just talking, joking around, and laughing a lot.

I had given Him His birthday present during the weekend. (It's a video game.)

While we didn't do a lot with the extra time it was still really nice and I am so glad that I came home to be with Him.

The Big Three Zero

Last night Master and I relaxed a bit more after my blog post. I dressed up for Him and He allowed me to stay up late. And of course, before I had to go to sleep I got some very wanted attention.

We headed off to the bedroom and I stroked His cock while He alternated between chewing on my neck and molesting my tits. He then slid on top of me before sliding down a little. He pinned my upper body with His arms and completely focused on my tits. The way He had His lower body though, the head of His cock was pushing at my pussy lips. I started to buck my hips every time I felt His cock throb. He chuckled and commented on how He had thought I would want to be eaten out. The only response I made was to buck my hips again. He moaned and then slowly entered me. He only kept the head of His dick inside of me for a while and slowly pushed it in and out before finally slamming into me.

The sex remained rough and I was forced to cum over and over again until Master decided that I would be His fuck toy and no longer allowed me to get off.

By the time we were done and both laying there panting it was 12:30am. He smiled and said "Happy birthday."

I went to sleep with a smile on my face.

When I woke up this morning I decided that I was going to stay in a good mood all day even though I had to work, simply because it is my birthday. I don't want to feel stressed or any of that bullshit. So I did. I remained in a good mood.

Everyone was asking me if I felt any different and I of course said no.

Trust me, being 30 feels no different than being 29 years old.

I got a bunch of happy birthday messages and a few phone calls saying happy birthday. Master has continuously called me birthday girl all day. It makes me smile and He knows it.

He also had left a really sweet message for me this morning.

Happy Birthday to my dear wife. You may have reached the big 3-0 love but remember, you'll always be younger than me and a hottie in my book. Besides you don't look any older than the day we met almost ten years ago. Happy birthday love.

How sweet is that? I love that Man of mine.  Minus having to work, which thankfully went by quickly, the day has been great. We aren't doing anything special or anything along those lines and I actually prefer that. I'm just hoping for birthday sex and maybe being allowed to stay up. *smirks*

Goodbye Twenties

I don't really have anything to blog about today. Which isn't a bad thing. The past few days have been pretty mellow. Today especially. I'm enjoying the hell out of it to be perfectly honest. This week is going to suck at work so I need all the relaxation I can get right now. The past two days we have been visiting my family. Friday was my mother's and yesterday was my dad's. But today we got the whole day to ourselves and have been lazy as fuck. I only left the apartment once today for a total of a half hour so I could run to the store. Thankfully it's not even 7pm right now. Nice and early. I'm hoping that Master will allow me to stay up past my bedtime tonight. I don't want the weekend to end.

 Master has been picking on me though. Tomorrow is my birthday. In fact, tomorrow is my 30th birthday.

So as a result Master has been picking on me. (Never mind He is 8 years older than me. I think that's why He picks on me.)

A good example is that earlier before I left for the store I was trying to figure out what I wanted for dinner. I was stuck on two options and couldn't decide which one I wanted more. Sometimes when that happens Master will toss a coin, I call it and bam... there is the decision.

So He pulled out His coin and was about to flip it. He stopped and handed it to me and said, "You're almost an adult.. you go ahead and flip it."

Smart ass. I love Him for it though, usually.

He has been really sweet today. He has been having me pick out what I want to watch on Netflix. I got an extra long back rub even though I just got one yesterday.

It really does suck that my birthday is on a Monday this year though. It's bad enough I have to go to work, but then add the fact that it's my birthday. Ugh.

Oh well. At least towards the end of this month I'll get a four day weekend. I'm really looking forward to that.

Well, like I said it's still early in the evening. So I'm gonna nerd out for a bit before taking my shower. I might as well enjoy my last night in my twenties. *laughs*

Birthday Blowjob

Yesterday was Master's birthday. Since we had blown off His mom we pretty much enjoyed just a nice relaxing day doing whatever. 

I knew we weren't going anywhere. There wasn't much we could do in celebration of Master's birthday. It doesn't bother Him or anything but I felt a little bad about it. But, I did get Him a gift. About a week ago we went to the game store. He had received a 20% off coupon for a game. So we went down and He found a game He wanted. He hasn't played it before and He wanted it when it first came out, He just didn't think it would be worth paying the full price for it. The price had come down and now He had that coupon so we snatched it up. It's not much in way of a birthday present but I know He was happy with it.

However, since we couldn't do much I wanted to at least try and look nice for Him. So before we went outside I did my make-up with a little flair added to it. I put on a black fabric and mesh skirt, a tight black tank-top that looks more like a slip, a nice pair of ankle boots and a black studded hat.

He loved it.

We went outside and talked with a couple neighbors on our porch. Everyone was asking why I was so dressed up. They thought we were going somewhere. I just said that I wanted to look nice for Him since it was His birthday. They poked fun and said, "I'm surprised you guys are outside with her dressed like that." *wink wink nudge nudge*

Master just smiled and said, "That will come later."

He had fucked my brains out the night before.

Out of nowhere someone asked what the rest of us were doing for dinner. Before we knew it we had all decided to have a cookout. So we all went into our own apartments for about a half hour. I changed while we were inside because the black was just becoming too damn hot. But, I did change into another dress so Master was pleased.

Then it was time to grill out! Everyone brought something. It was really nice. After we were done eating we just sat around, joking and having a good time until about 9:30pm. After that we called it a night as I had to go to work in the morning. Never mind I had been telling Master how I wanted to stay home... just because. He said that He knew it was tempting but I should take into account how much work I would come back to. So I decided that I wouldn't stay home.

Anyway, we get back inside and Master had made a joke earlier in the day that He wanted a birthday blowjob. When He said that I laughed and said, "Like You need an excuse?"

He smiled and told me that no, no He did not need an excuse.

Now that we were back inside, I asked if He still wanted His birthday blowjob. Yes, I know it was a dumb question. Shush.

We went into the bedroom. Master sat on the bed with His back to the wall. I laid down in between His legs and did my best to give Him the best blowjob I could. I snaked my tongue around, I deep throated, I gently played with His balls and then gently tugging on them. I knew that He had held off for a while, just to enjoy it for a while longer.

When He was ready to cum He pushed my head all the way down to the base of His cock and I continued to run my tongue along the length of it.

I love it when I can please Him like that. I really do. I get turned on by giving head. I was just thankful that my jaw decided to go with the program.

After that He allowed me to stay up past my bedtime. He did allow me to skip my blog post so I could have a little extra alone time with Him. We've been spending a lot of time outside with neighbors, so I appreciated that.

So, my Master is another year older and I couldn't love Him any more than I do. I'm a little disappointed that I couldn't do more for His birthday but He had a great time He said and that's all that matters.

Extra Day

Today I was sitting at work and started thinking about taking tomorrow off of work. Tomorrow is Master's birthday. I have had to work on my birthday and our anniversary already this year. Master hates His birthday and insists that it doesn't exist. Now, keeping that in mind, I want to spend time with Him for His birthday. Even though He doesn't want to admit that it in fact exists, I feel it's one of those times in the year that I should spend extra time with Him. Like our anniversary.. etc.

Since I had to work both my birthday and our anniversary I decided to ask Master if it would be okay for me to take tomorrow off. He granted it, so I sent a request to my supervisor and it was approved.

Part of the reason is because if I hadn't I really would only have had Saturday with Him. Tomorrow night we are going out to dinner with His mother and her husband. So if I had gone to work I literally would have walked in, changed, put on make-up (if there was time for make-up) and headed right back out. Then we would have Saturday to ourselves. But then Sunday we are going down to His mother's to help paint her condo. Again. It was just painted two years ago but suddenly she no longer likes the color scheme. *sigh* We helped last time too. Only this time His mother will actually be there, not just her husband. So we both know that she isn't going to paint. She is simply going to dictate, nag and tell us how to do what we're doing. Honestly, we both wish she just wouldn't be there until it was done. It's less of a headache.

But now I have all of Friday, up until dinner, of just Master and myself. I'm glad that Master allowed me to take the day off of work.

Best Birthday Weekend Ever

This has been the best birthday weekend. Master has made sure that I've enjoyed every part of it, and I couldn't thank Him enough. He said that He feels bad because He couldn't buy me anything, but honestly that doesn't matter to me. He made it special, and that's what I love about Him. I may be the slave, but He does love to spoil me. Especially on special occasions such as my birthday and our anniversary. (Which is fast approaching!)

It started on Friday, which was my actual birthday. When I woke up that morning, Master was sleeping next to me and I kissed Him on His forehead and whispered that I love Him. Then I reluctantly climbed out of bed and got ready for work. When I logged onto the computer there was a message from Him waiting for me.

Morning Kitten,

Happy birthday my pet, I hope the day goes by well for you and without aggravation. See you in a little while hon happy birthday my lovely you are as beautiful now as when we first met.

Love,
Me

How fucking sweet is that? I love Him so much. I went to work, but thankfully it was for only four hours. We relaxed and joked around a bit. Master was really affectionate which I loved. He's normally a very affectionate man but He stepped it up a notch all weekend. We went out for dinner and had a great time. When we got home He massaged my shoulders for a really long time. I felt like putty afterward. That man's hands can work magic in more than one way. ;-)

Then came Saturday. Again we relaxed quite a bit, just joking around and enjoying the down time together. The only thing that put a kink in our relaxation was that my mother-in-law wanted to meet us for dinner, but she had no idea as to when. We normally eat around 5:30pm and she didn't want to meet until 7pm. So we got some snacks so my blood sugar wouldn't mess with me, and so Master would have something in His stomach as well. I did a blog post before we left ranting about my mother-in-law. But you know what? It wasn't too bad because Master and I fought back a little. We matched her attitude basically. And honestly, that was fun.

They were late, as always. So Master and I waited in line to get a table. We sat down and ordered a couple of Jack and Cokes and waited. While we were waiting for them to show up she calls my cell phone asking me what her password was to her wireless connection. See I had set it up for them, being the geek that I am, but when it came to the password I handed her the keyboard and she entered the password. I had no idea what it was, and I told her to write it down. In fact I distinctly remember watching her write it down. And that's exactly what I told her. She got a little huffy and said they would be there in 20 minutes. So about 35 minutes later they walk in. Master and I basically refused to get up. Normally we get up and hug them and say hi. But we're both getting a bite sick about them always being so damn late. So fuck it, we were comfortable and we weren't moving.

They sat down and they ordered their drinks, and then ordered an appetizer. But they didn't want to order the actual meals until the appetizer was finished, which is weird to me. So while we're waiting for the food to show up she brings up the damn wireless connection again. Now I'm trying to figure out why they needed to know it. So I started asking questions. They have the main computer and her husband also has a laptop. Well apparently they just bought an i-Pad. And she told me this after just bitching about how broke they were. So that just gave me more incentive to be lippy. I told her that I don't know her passwords, that I have enough passwords to remember between my passwords, Master's passwords, and my work passwords (which are a lot believe me) and that I would have no way of knowing what her password was. I told her that she had written it down in this little notebook with butterflies on it. She told me she couldn't find the book. So I shrugged. It's no concern of mine.

And then the subject turned to music and my mother-in-law was telling me about this Lady GaGa song she just absolutely loves. Ugh. So while she's rambling on about this damn song I cut her off and tell her I don't like that artist (I use the term lightly). She asks me why. I smile and tell her that I don't like pop music, R&B, rap, country.. basically I started listing all this shit. And her husband turns to me and asks what I do like. I tell him heavy metal, hard rock, etc. My mother-in-law says she likes hard rock too and Master and I broke out in laughter. We started telling her how Air Supply doesn't count. She was getting more and more annoyed, but she wasn't firing back. I think she was taken back by us actually talking over her (because she loves to cut us off) and telling her she doesn't know what she's talking about.

So while some people reading this may think we were being rude seeing as she took us out to dinner and gave me a gift card... you don't know my mother-in-law. And I'm glad we acted the way that we did. Master and I had a blast, that's all that mattered.

So we leave and get back home. Master had me lay on the couch and massaged my entire back while we watched Netflix. The next part may sound odd, but it's touching in my eyes. Master has a recliner. A recliner I never sit in, even when He's not home. The only time I have ever really sat in it for an extended period of time was when Master was out of town for three days on a job and I missed Him a lot. Our bed felt empty without Him in it next to me, so I slept in His recliner. As far as Netflix goes we normally watch something we both agree on, or something He wants to watch that I don't really want to. That's part of being the slave ya know. The only time I really watch something I want to that He doesn't want to watch is when He's not at home. It's just how things are. I'm not complaining mind you, I'm just simply stating a fact. But yesterday and today Master had me sit in His recliner quite a bit while He either took the computer chair or the couch. Hell He even sat on the floor a few times so we could still be close to each other. And He allowed me to watch Cake Boss. He doesn't really like the show but He knows I do because I love baking. It's really the only domestic thing about me. Plus He took the dog out all three times. He didn't have me take the pup out once. That was really nice of Him.

And when I was on the couch He sat with me, which He normally doesn't do unless we're watching porn.

Last night around 2:30am Master decided to go to bed because He wasn't feeling the greatest. He kissed my forehead and told me I could stay up as late as I wanted. Well, my insomnia had kicked in and I stayed up until 6am. No, that is not a typo. I wrote a note for Master because I knew He would get up before I did asking Him to not let me sleep in too late because I needed to be able to sleep tonight and also because I wanted as much time with Him as possible.

So this morning I am woken up to His cock pressing against my ass and His teeth grazing my shoulder. He positions me a little bit and slides His dick inside me before rolling me onto my stomach and using me. I wasn't allowed to cum, but He knows I love being used. Especially as a wake up call.

Afterward we went into the living room and woke up a bit more. Master took His shower and allowed me to relax in the living room while He did so. When He got out I put lotion on all of His tattoos like I always do on the weekends and then we went grocery shopping. Just because it's my birthday weekend doesn't mean the mundane stuff doesn't have to be done. And honestly, I like going grocery shopping with Master. Everything gets done quickly, and we are a great team no matter what we're doing.

We get home and Master put the groceries away. Again today He allowed me to watch more Cake Boss. Hell He even added the second season to the instant queue for me! And He watched some of it with me as well.

So to sum it all up Master has been spoiling the hell out of me and being very affectionate. Like I said, it may not seem like much to other people, but it meant a lot to me and I loved every minute of it. The only bad part is that I have to go back to work tomorrow.

28 and Counting

Today is my 28th birthday. It's been a nice day. I went to work, but thankfully it was my half day so I got out of there at noon. But some of the people in my department at work were nice enough to get me a balloon, a candy bar, and a birthday card. I don't think I've gotten a balloon for my birthday since I was 12.

I got home and Master and I relaxed for a while. We broke the budget a little bit and went out for dinner. It wasn't expensive or anything but I figured we'd at least do something for my birthday. When we got home Master worked on my shoulders for me.

Like I said it's been a nice day. Master had left a very touching note for me to find when I got up this morning, which I loved. My friends and family called me and wished me a happy birthday and that's been about it. No biggie.

So yep, 28 years and who knows how many more to come.

My Birthday

First, let's answer some questions shall we?

What kind of slave mat do you have and where did you get it?

Well when Master first talked about getting me a slave mat, we honestly thought about just buying a large dog bed. But that idea soon went out the window because we figured Ghost (our dog) would just figure it was his. *giggles* There were also thoughts about buying this. But it was to expensive for something that's just going to sit on the floor, and we figured it would take up to much space. Although after looking for that first link I stumbled upon this, which basically looks like a giant bean bag chair. And I kinda want it now. *laughs*

So basically to save money, and so we could easily put it away, we got a bit creative. We purchased a queen size comforter and I folder it over twice to give it some extra padding. I then put a fitted sheet over it, to basically protect the comforter from dirt and what not since it is after all on the floor. I then took two of those pillows with armrests and tossed those on it. Ta-da! Instant slave mat. So basically to answer your question about where I got it, I got most of it at K-Mart.

When did you know that your Master was the One?

I knew Master was the one that I wanted to marry and be with forever and ever around the year and a half mark of our relationship, although I didn't propose marriage until about the two year mark. I knew that I loved Him about three months into the relationship. When did I know that I wanted Him to be my Master? That was pretty quick. I would say we started dabbling with that thought shortly after we started dating and it has grown from there.

How did I know that I wanted Him to be my Master? Honestly, I can't really explain that as I had never "served" anyone else before. I had never been in an M/s relationship prior to Master. All I knew was that I trusted Him, and that we both had an interest in such. The rest, as they say, is history.

How did I know that I wanted to marry Him? Well, I never thought marriage was that big of a deal before I met Him. Granted I was "only" 20 at the time we met, but I saw my parents marriage and how much that sucked, and so basically since I was old enough to have such thoughts, I basically shrugged at the thought of marriage.

But as our relationship grew and evolved I found myself thinking about marriage more and more. I knew I didn't want to spend another day without Him. I knew that I love Him very much, and that He was the only one I could trust completely. I hope that answered your question. :-)

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Today is my 27th birthday. I woke up and started getting ready for work when my mother called at 7am on my cell phone to sing happy birthday to me. :-) She said I was lucky she didn't call at 2am since that was when I was born. She threatens that every year, and I just keep telling her she better not. *laughs*

I kissed Master goodbye as He slept right before I left. Once I got to work my brother sent me a text saying happy birthday. My dad called me, and I was honestly surprised by that. I love my dad but oh man is he horrible at remembering birthdays and what not. This is the first time in I'd say about four years that he remembered on the correct date, rather than three or four days later.

My coworkers had decorated my desk with balloons and a happy birthday banner, and also gave me a card signed by everyone in the department. My supervisor stopped by to wish me a happy birthday and give me a birthday card from the company with a $25 visa gift card in it! It was a very pleasant surprise.

The second in command of the company sent me an e-mail. It had no subject line and simply read "Please see attachment". Honestly my heart went into my throat. She never e-mails anyone unless it's very important, or very bad news. So I opened the attachment and it was an animated GIF that said happy birthday and had stars bursting all around it. I made sure to send an e-mail back thanking her.

Then, the biggest shocker of the day, was when the owner of the company came out of his office, walked right up to my desk and said, "Happy birthday (insert my real name here)!" I grinned from ear to ear and said "Thank you so much!" He smiled and nodded his head, then said, "No thank you!" and walked away.

Needless to say I felt very appreciated at my job today. My one year anniversary at the company is at the end of this month. And I have to say no job I've ever had has ever done anything like that for my birthday. I mean most companies couldn't care less. But all of that just from the company! I was flying high on it.

Master was so sweet today. He called me while I was at work to wish me a happy birthday, and when I got home He played a music video of Weird Al's "Happy Birthday To You!". He knew I would appreciate it and love the hell out of it.

He let me pick what movie we watched while we ate dinner. I chose Osmosis Jones. And then once my food had digested He gave me an extra long back rub. *purrs*

Plus most of our friends have either called or texted happy birthday wishes to me through out the day.

It's been an absolutley wonderful birthday. Turning 27 wasn't so bad after all. ;-)

Honestly turning 27 doesn't bother me. Yes, I'm one year closer to being 30 but honestly? I don't care. I'm happy, healthy, and very much in love. What more could I ask for? (Besides a winning lottery ticket I mean.)

Happy Birthday Master

First, a happy birthday wish to my mate! I love You!

Today is Master's birthday. (Obviously.) He is 34 today. We both had to go to work, but at least He had a regular eight hour day so He was able to pick me up from work and we had dinner together.

We watched some shows on the X Box 360 and then I took my bath. Poor Master's back. It's really bothering Him today.

Right now we're just trying to relax and enjoy some down time before we try to get through Thursday and Friday.

This weekend is booked. I know I've said it before, but it just seems like we have a lot going on. And now next weekend His god sister wants us to visit so Master and her can visit with the "old clan", which means I'll be the new girl on the block so to speak. That's kind of weird to get used to since Master and I have been together for 6 years. But when we were first dating Master had lost contact with His god sister and didn't talk to any of the friends that she is mentioning. In fact He didn't get back in contact with His god sister until just before our wedding. Thankfully she was able to attend, so I got to know her a little bit. She's a sweetie.

B, the friend who picks me up and takes me to work each morning, is also going to attend.. so I'll know a total of three people out of who ever the hell shows up.

So needless to say our goal of having a weekend alone together is looking more and more like an impossibility. Lately we've either had to work (one or both of us), friends have wanted to get together, or family things have been going on.

Some people say, "Well you get to see each other every night." And while I am thankful for such, because I remember the days where we could only see each other about once or twice a week.. now that we're four years into living together.. that's not enough. I've become more greedy over the years I guess.

That's not a bad thing though, because Master doesn't mind. In fact He enjoys it. I used to worry about coming across as clingy, but He is the same way with me. He wants to spend as much time with me as He can. So, yep. We're addicted to one another.

So a very happy birthday to my Husband! I'm off to find a movie for us to watch on Netflix.