Kitten's Paw Prints In Slavery

March 11, 2009

After Sex Glow

I have another question from a comment for March Question and Answer Month, but right now I'm some what loopy, so I'll be doing that post later. :-) I want to give a coherent answer. *laughs*

Right now, I'm experiencing an after sex glow. So yeah. I'm a bit out of it, to say the least. I'm surprised I can type right now, but some how I'm managing.

Before bed, Master and I had watched a movie. Once my bath was done we really couldn't think of anything else to do, so we just sat and talked. We used to do that a lot, like every other night. Now? Not so much. It seems we're both tired, or sore, or just cranky. So it was really nice to just sit there, with no distractions (like the TV, or the computer, or a video game) and just talk. I didn't realize how much I had missed that. We did that for about an hour and a half.

We then went to the bedroom. Master burnt His upper lip so no kissing or other fun stuff that involves His mouth. :-(

You know, you don't really realize how much fun your Husband's mouth is until He can't use it. And you also don't realize just how much you kiss one another until you can't do it. I love kissing Him. And if it's more than just a peck or a quick "love ya hunny" kiss, it is one of the quickest ways to get me to melt. His tongue sliding in and dancing around mine. Sometimes He'll kiss me in such a way that I literally can not breathe, or I am forced to inhale His breath as He is exhaling. *longing sigh*

But tonight He played with my tits for a while and then carressed my neck in such a way that it left me wondering if He was going to remain gentle or suddenly squeeze and become rough. He kept the touches, for the most part, gentle and they almost felt like He was resisting the urge to just get a tight grip on my neck and push down. That is an amazing feeling, never knowing what He is going to do, or wondering why He seems to be resisting.

He then positioned Himself between my legs and entered me. He allowed me to cum several times before putting me on all fours and resting His head on my back. I also love that feeling. It is like He is surrounding me so I have no where to go, because of the way He locks His arms in between my legs as He thrusts His pelvis forward, but He is also being gentle by snuggling His head against my back and shoulders. It is that lovely mix of Domination and love that really gets to me.

Soon though He had straightened Himself so that He was kneeling behind me, gripped my thighs and bounced me off His cock until He ordered me to cum with Him. As He was filling me with His cum, I reached in between my legs and massaged His balls, causing a smirk to cross my face as He gasped. I may be the slave, but I can still take pleasure in those sort of noises sneaking out of Him. ;-)

Afterward, He laid down and I cleaned Him off and then scented myself. My back then decided to start making itself known so I asked for permission to go into the living room so that I would not be tossing and turning and keeping Him up. He has to go to work tomorrow, so I didn't want Him staying up just because I couldn't get comfortable.

So now here I am, waiting for my back to relax enough so that I can go curl up with my Husband. I thought I would hop on here and make a quick post. I haven't been able to post a lot of smut lately, so I thought I should do so now. :-D

10 Short Days

Ten short days until our anniversary. It's hard to believe in a way, but there is the ticker telling me it is true. And the ticker doesn't lie. *giggles*

Master's week is not going well. :-( He has to work Sunday. Saturday we won't really be able to relax because we have to go to His mother's. And whenever that happens He sits on pins and needles that whole day until it's over.

Master asked me what sort of jobs He should look into once He is ready to move on from the company He is currently with. So I started a list after I got off the phone with Him. I also redid His resume. I didn't realize that His original resume wasn't done on Word. It was saved as a rich text file, which makes the formatting all wonky and fucked up. Not very professional looking, ya know?

He wants something with a set schedule and I don't blame Him at all. The way His job works a schedule is as follows.

1. Go into work at the time they tell you to.

2. Do your job and keep checking with the supervisor to see if anything else needs to be done once you have accomplished whatever task(s) they originally sent you on.

3. Repeat until they tell you to go home. There is no guaranteed end time.

4. Upon being told to go home find out what time you should come in the next day.

Ugh.

He never knows what days He is going to have off. Typically speaking He has the weekends off, but then something like what is going on Sunday pops up. And so then He only has one day off, unless things are slow enough that they decide He doesn't have to come in one day during the week.

We are pretty spontaneous people, but we still do like making plans from time to time. So if we make plans there is a big chance we may have to cancel them if they tell Him to come in, or if they call Him. (Every other week He is on call.)

I'm trying to be supportive, but I'm not sure what to say sometimes. I wish there was a magic wand I could wave and go *poof!* "Here is your dream job with a good salary, a strict schedule, and weekends off!".

And while I have the magic wand, I'm gonna splurge.

*poof!* A brand new car! (A Dodge Charger to be exact with a 6 CD changer, moon roof, and a lifetime warranty.)

*poof!* A condo that is paid off! (In a nice neighborhood.)

*poof!* The winning lottery ticket, from the lottery that we don't play! (Don't ask me how that happened, I have no clue.)

*poof!* All of our debt is gone! (We've made a dent in it, but of course, there is still some there.)

And just for Master...

*poof!* A large flat screen television with surround sound, two XBOX 360 Elites in case one breaks down, and a huge entertainment center large enough to fit all of that stuff in it!

*looks around* Fuck. It didn't work.

March 10, 2009

Work Related Question

Here is another question from March Question and Answer Month. :-) Don't forget that this goes all month long, and you can ask as many questions as you like! Also, if you've ever wanted to ask my Master something, He is also doing it. You can find His blog here.

I know you would not want to be specific about employers etc but could you tell me the type of job you just left and the new one you are about to start?

I am going to be fairly vague in this answer, so I do apologize for that.

In regards to the type of work I just left, I was a call center rep. No, I wasn't one of those annoying people calling you in the middle of dinner or at 8am on a weekend. *laughs* I was one of the people that you call for assistance. I would rather not say what kind of assistance, but I'll tell you that it dealt with very sensitive information. So all day long it was people calling me, and my trying to help them as best as I could.

As far as my new job goes, I am going to be in accounts payable. :-)

That was the only new question I had, so now on to the rest of the post.

Today Master called me a little after 9am to make sure I was awake because there were some things He wanted me to do today. He wanted me to take all the trash out and also call His mother.

I had a few other things that I had to attend to as well, so it was a good thing He called to wake me up.

I called His mother first. We are going over to her place this Saturday for dinner and to celebrate my birthday as well as my new job. I don't know if we're also celebrating our up coming anniversary or not. *shrugs* It took a while to get a hold of her, but eventually she called me back and we made plans from there.

Then I took the trash out. After that, it was back to the phones. I called the state taxes again, because we still don't have our refund. It's taking fucking forever because it was selected for review. The guy told me that if it isn't here within two weeks, to go ahead and call back. I got transferred back to their automated system three fucking times before I got that damn answer. *sigh*

Then I called my former retirement plan. I regret signing up for that, beings that I lost quite a bit of the money I put into it. Fucking stocks. They told me I could roll it over into my new one, at my new job. But I'm not signing up for it at my new job. So they told me I could have the funds sent to me. So I asked them to send me the forms. Oh no, we can't do that yet because my former job hasn't sent in the paper work saying I no longer work there. Fuck me. So they told me to call back later in the week and go from there.

Believe it or not all of this took me almost right up until the time Master got home from work. He was sore and tired, but we needed dog food. Master didn't want to go anywhere so I hopped in the car and went to get it. Only one store around here sells the type of dog food Ghost can eat, and of course it is on the other side of town. If we feed Ghost anything else his skin starts to flake and his stomach gets upset.

From there, I came home and we ate dinner. We watched a movie, "Midnight Meat Train", which is a film adaptation of a short story by Clive Barker. I like the story more. Figures doesn't it?

We also watched some Rodney Carrington skits. He is going to be in town soon, and he's hilarious. Unfortunately we can't go, but at least we can find him on the internet. I took my bath and put on a cup less dress.

I don't know why, but I feel so damn tired today. I didn't do anything really physical. It must be the weather. I just feel like I have no energy. Blah.

"I'm Afraid Of Americans"

I've noticed a trend lately, where people are posting NIN videos. So I thought I would take a slightly different route. This is "I'm Afraid of Americans" by David Bowie featuring NIN.

Apparently Trent is stalking Bowie. :-| If I were Bowie and I had Trent stalking me, I'd probably be afraid of Americans as well.

March 9, 2009

Break

Today was pretty much just there. Not in a bad way, it was just one of those days that went by, and now it is the end. Well, actually I'm posting this at 12:27am. So I guess I'm technically talking about yesterday? Gah. These late night/early morning posts get confusing damnit!

Master woke me up long enough to say goodbye this morning. Then I went back to sleep. I woke up a few hours later with one hell of a knot in my back. :-( That sucked.

From there I went into the living room and just relaxed, trying to get my back to relax enough so that I could move without wincing to much. Master called me on His lunch break and asked me to call my dad to see if he would like some company. So I did, and made plans from there.

I tidied up the living room a little bit once my back relaxed a little more. I took care of the animals, watched some things on the internet, did a blog post, etc and so on. Master got home around 4:30pm or so. He took His shower and shortly there after we headed down to my father's. We stayed there way later than either of us intended to, but we had a good time. On the way home we grabbed some dinner.

Once we did get home we basically ate dinner, and then Master went to sleep. He had a long day at work. However, I'm not tired yet and I didn't want to keep Master up by tossing and turning, so He allowed me to stay up.

I'm glad that I have this week and next week before I start my new job. It gives me some down time before I have to wrap my mind around an entirely different job that what I'm used to. Plus it has been a while since I had an extended break from not working. In January I took a week off from work, but during that week Master was gone for three of those days on a job site. So this way when He gets home, I'm home and we can spend some time catching up with one another since the past few months have been somewhat hectic.

I literally went directly from my job as a waitress at a resturant, to being a cashier at a pet store, to being at the job I just quit. No real time in between. Maybe a weekend, that was it. So now I have a nice little break before starting my new job. And I'm going to try and enjoy it as much as possible.

Life Doesn't Care About Your Plans

Seriously. It doesn't. You can ask anyone!

Around my birthday, I usually do a life assessment. I think everyone does that. Maybe not specifically around their birthday, but everyone does it.

Sometimes things go the way you think they would, and other times they don't.

I am freshly 26 years old. I'm now on the back end of my 20's. Whoopiedodaday. Trust me, I don't think of myself as old or anything along those lines. Not. Even. Close. Plus, if I said I felt old Master would kick my tail.

And hopefully no one is getting the wrong idea from the post title. I'm not depressed or hating my life or anything else. I'm just surprised by some of the things that I thought were going to happen versus what has actually happened.

I don't know if anyone else does this, but when I was growing up I had plans for how my life would turn out. I honestly didn't know what I wanted to do career wise, I just figured that by certain ages, certain things would have occurred. Some of them happened and some of them didn't.

Well I never thought that I would deal with an abusive asshole for as long as I did. Young and stupid. Oh the joy. Of course I am speaking about my ex, may he rot in various levels of hell. So yeah, that wasn't in the plans.

Then my Master came into the picture. I wasn't looking, but there He was. My caveman in shining loincloth. I had never put a lot of thought into marriage until I met Him. Granted I met Him when I was 20, but I wasn't one of those girls who sat in her room imaging what her wedding day was going to be like. But once I met Him I could think of nothing else, I wanted to be His wife. I wanted to have His last name and I never wanted to part from Him. Again not in the plans, but a wonderful surprise that I am eternally grateful for.

He is the one that convinced me to learn more about computers. And it is a damn good thing He did. If He hadn't I would never have gotten the job that I recently left, which was a stepping stone to the job I am starting in two weeks.

I thought, before I got the job I am starting soon, that I was doomed to a life of customer service. Customer service isn't a bad thing, not at all. But I didn't want to do it until I retired, ya know? I take certain things a bit to personally. So when people are sitting there yelling at you, simply because they are pissed off, yeah I didn't take that so well.

And gods people can be fucking assholes. The customer is always right my fucking tail. One thing my last job taught me was that a lot of people do not want to take responcibility for their own fuck ups and want the service that they are using to fix everything and take the hit. Um, fuck you very much.

But all of my job history was nothing but customer service. I had been doing customer service based work since before I was 18. So I figured I would never be able to break away from it, because companies seem to always want you to have experience in the field you are trying to break into. Well, how are you supposed to gain experience if you are never given a shot?

Thankfully my new job let me have that chance to prove myself. Again not in the plans exactly, but another wonderful surprise. Something I would have never accomplished if it wasn't for my Husband. He is the most supportive person in my life, and without Him I wouldn't have become the person that I am today. I wouldn't be a "go getter". He has taught me so much, and pushed me when I didn't think I could do something. Thank you my love, my mate, my Husband.

If it wasn't for Him pushing me and having faith in me, I probably would have stayed in the customer service field and been slowly chipped away at by the fact that I just wanted out of it.

I didn't think we would be down to one car and still living in an apartment at this point. I thought we would have a place that was ours by now, for some reason. But life tosses things at you and you have to deal with them the best you can. Okay yeah, so we're down to one car. We'll fix that eventually. And yeah, we're still in an apartment. But ya know what? At least we still have a roof over our heads. One day we'll have a place to call our own. It'll come in time.

And life will continue to surprise me, and maybe not always in a good way. But as with everything else we've experienced, we will find a way to make things work.