Bruises

by Leesa on July 28, 2010

I’m still so bruised. I keep going to the bathroom and seeing my thighs and come out with my pants down to show him. Eep! He says it makes his dick twitch. Bastard.

It’s supposed to rain overnight and all morning. I wish. We’ve been busting our tails all week. All work and no play makes me cranky, I admit. It also makes me skinny, which I keep reminding myself. Shut up and work.

I can’t believe July is almost over. I have all these folders full of images on my computer, by month. I AM NOT READY FOR MONTH 8. SORRY. We have to start panicking over fucking winter any moment now, and I’m barely dealing with all the harvest from the damn garden. Farming is fucking hard work, in case anyone wondered.

But still. Please let it rain? I need a morning off.

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The method, but not the fact

July 26, 2010

When he tells me he’s going to do something, I almost always object.
Ack! No. Eep. Please.
I don’t want to do it.
Really, who would?!
But when he asks me why, the answer always surprises me.
I can tell him three thousand ways about why it won’t work, why it is wrong, and a better way [...]

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On your back

July 25, 2010

I hear those three words a lot. A LOT.
They sound so simple, don’t they?
What they mean is that I have about 2.2 seconds to be naked, on my back, legs up in the air and ready to be fucked.
He actually doesn’t care if I’m wet or not.
If I am, he likes it.
If I’m [...]

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Open Hands

July 24, 2010

Ever since Master Magnum asked me about the Nuts and Bolts, I keep wondering what ones we have. None! I don’t know what he’s talking about. I have so few rules and rituals.
But then I noticed that when M. was playing with me yesterday, he makes sure my hands are open. No clinched fists allowed, [...]

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I ain’t snoring

July 23, 2010

It’s raining, it’s pouring. No one in this house is snoring.
We’ve been all productive all day. Catholic guilt satisfied.
It’s pouring rain outside. Even if we have a thousand things that must be done out there, we can’t do them when it’s raining. Dang.
It’s Friday. Isn’t it practically the law to have fun on Friday?
It’s a [...]

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Balance?

July 22, 2010

I was pretty sure this week that we’d never find the right balance again. I get that way when I’m broken, I know. The end of the world! Nothing will ever be better!
I think he fucked me for all of last Sunday. I mean all. day. long. with the fucking and the fucking and the [...]

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Struggling

July 16, 2010

He tells me I’m doing really well.
That I’m being what he wants.
I’m finding it really hard.
I’m struggling, a lot.
I want the attention, but then it’s all too much.
He says we’ll get there.

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