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Things that make K wet!

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The Meat!
Posted:Dec 17, 2015 5:01 pm
Last Updated:Jan 11, 2020 3:43 pm
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We Meet

The wind blows steadily from the north, as I open the truck door, a gust of air blows my hair all over and snow in my face. Yep this is going to be a great drink I think to myself. Now I look like medusa with black streaks of mascara down my face, I’m sure. My dress catches the breeze and a cheap thrill cools me down as I stumble over the snowbank. Not bad, as I look around, stomping off the snow. My phone beeps, as I quickly look for a restroom to put myself back together.

Sir
pet, I see you, I’m in the bar.

I look over to the side and see a smile. He even looked like his picture. Hours of talking to him and teasing each other, soon to be real. The drive was 5 hours but at least he showed up right. I nod as I look and him and point to the ladies room door.
Oh great… I am a mess. I fluff and touch up and look myself over as I wipe the salt from my CFM boots. The butterflies start to belly flop as I walk out the door and Sir is standing there. A deep breath as I smile and whisper hello in his ear as we hug. I go speechless, after chatting my fingers off for 3 months. My mind is blank and all I can think of is the weather…

Awww the roads were bad Sir.

Sir takes one look at me and smiles… places his hand in mine and one finger on my lips… It’s ok pet, I’m so happy to see you. The weather is terrible today, I was worried, glad you are here safe with me.

I looked at his shoes. They were black, leather, no they were boots. He had a pair of dress paints on and a leather belt. His nails were perfect and clean. His shirt was black crewneck. His jacket matched his pants. Look at his package… ohh my, I giggled….

PET!
Yes Sir, did you hear a word I said?

Nope Sir, I was checking you out. Mmmmm and giggled some more.

Our eyes connected. Sir laughed. His smile was from ear to ear as we moved into the bar booth and cuddled up close to each other.


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Touches
Posted:Oct 9, 2015 11:10 am
Last Updated:Jan 11, 2020 3:40 pm
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Sir reminds me about the party Saturday night. He wants everything ready in advance so I we can enjoy ourselves. So much to do and I will make him proud. Planning everything shopping, drinks, and I even hired a server for the drinks and bar like Sir asked from Aquarius down the street...

The next morning I felt a kiss on my cheek and Sir whispered in my ear. Your outfit for tonight will arrive at 3. I'll be home just as the party starts pet. Ok Sir as I close my eyes in slumber.

The day is in full swing and all that's left is me to get ready as I answer the door at 3:02pm
I sign for the small box and take it to my room as I wonder. Why the box is so small? Maybe it's sexy shoes or a new collar as I jump on the bed I ripe it open and neatly lined In the white tissue is a sheer baby doll set blood red colour and a gem but plug. " oh my" as I gulp. I grab my phone and text Sir a sweet thank you for such a nice gift. Excitement runs through me thinking about Sirs hands all over me after the party. Sir I can't wait to wear it to bed tonight for you. "No pet you are to wear it tonight for the party. You will make me proud and I can't wait to see you with wet panties and hard nipples." But Sir. "No buts, enough, wear it for me pet you are beautiful ." Yes Sir.

Panic runs through. How can I wear only this? Sir's friends are all going to come.

Showered and dressed and feeling scared, damn I look good in this. I text Sir one more time. Sir I'm ready. When will you be home? "I'm running late asap." Omg I have to greet everyone like this. I look down my nipples are rock hard. Oh my pet you are such a slut at times and I shake my head. The server Arrives in a corset and g string. Ok pet you can do this. I look at her and we both nod. The door opens and the couples arrive. All in sexy sheer outfits and the guys in shorts and t shirts. My Sir never lets me down as I greet and meet everyone I relax into the evening. It's turning into a nice evening but Sir is late. All of a sudden a blindfold covers my eyes. I feel panic return as many hands take hold as I wiggle and become lifted I hear Sir's voice. Be Still pet I'm here. There is more then just Sir's hands. Many hands I'm placed on a table. I cry out Sirrr. It's good pet feel for me. My excitement as I hold on to Sir's arm. He kisses me as hands slide up and down my body. My nipples harden to the pinches and the sucking. Sir whispers in my ear. Pet I want them to taste you girl. As I feel my legs spread wide Sir kisses me deeply as I feel the touches the licks and the bites. Sir may I cum for you I ask? No pet I need you to cum on my cock and to only my touches. Yes Sir I quiver. The touches stop. The room is a soft chatter of voices. I feel Sir's kiss
, I feel Sir's hands arching and pleasuring me.

I feel the push as Sir pinches my clit hard and commands CUM NOW pet
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Mountie
Posted:Oct 8, 2015 5:10 am
Last Updated:Jan 11, 2020 3:35 pm
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Sir writes:

You show up home from work with a package on your front porch. You place it on the kitchen counter-top & open it. Inside you find a letter from me. It reads “pet- take a nice, soothing bath with a glass of wine. When done, fix your hair, do your makeup & dress in the contents of this package. Be at my house at 7:00. Don’t be late!” You look inside the box & see a pair of black heels, matching black & red bra & panties & a black trench coat. You look at the clock & notice that it is 5:00 so you open your favorite Cabernet & pour a healthy glass & head upstairs for your bath.
You enjoy a warm bath while drinking your wine & listening to calming music. You continue the wine & music while getting ready. Putting on your outfit you find the bra is too small as your breasts spill out. Interestingly, the other items fit perfectly. You put on your shoes & coat & head to my house.
Once you park in my driveway & walk up to the front door, you see a note which reads ‘Walk right in’. You enter & see me smiling while in a chair in the front room in my favorite navy blue suit & pink gingham tie. “Nice of you to be prompt, pet. Hang your coat up by the door.” When you turn back towards me you see that I’m now standing in the middle of the room & I tell you to stop & crawl to me. You drop to your hands & knees & crawl across the hardwood floor & eventually onto the area rug where I stand. The view of your breasts hanging down barely contained in your bra & your hips & ass switching with each stride makes my crotch stir. I tell you to stop as you near me & all you see is the rug pattern & my black oxfords. I squat down, take your chin in the palm of my hand & kiss your cheek. Then I smile at you & tell you how beautiful you look. You smile & thank me for the compliment. I get closer to you, get eye to eye to you & say “This is for you. I will enjoy being part of you taking yourself to new levels. I trust no one else to do this. All you have to say to stop our dance is the word ‘mountie’. Only then will I stop. Do you understand, pet?” You reply that you understand. I ask you what the safe word is & you reply “Mountie”. I then grab your bangs & lift your head up higher & get nose to nose to you & stress that the only time I stop is if I hear the word mountie…and only then. I then push your head down by your hair & says “Let’s begin, pet”. You feel me tug on the right hip area of your panties & hear a cut of the cloth as the panties slide down your legs to the rug.
I pick up the remote to my ipod connected to my speaker system & to begin our soundtrack & tell you that you are expected to keep your head facing forward & it cannot drop. Also, your back is to remain level. There will be no slope or curving at all. The music begins. The music starts slow as I walk behind you, enjoying the beautiful view of you from behind. With every beat of the drum, I synchronize smacks to your ass cheeks. My crotch begins to stir as I see your ass & hips jiggle with each blow. You see me come to your right side & then feel each of my legs on your sides as I straddle you while facing your feet. As the drum beat picks up I match the beat with an onslaught of smacks. I hear you wince. I stop briefly to check your form & then return to matching the beat. The sight of your pale ass turning red makes me happy. I know you are on your way. I make my way to your ear & ask you if you feel me yet & you say “Yes, Sir”. I then walk away & without breaking my stride I wind up & as hard I can & I get my entire body into the swing & land a loud ‘crack!!!!!!!!’ to your left ass cheek. You scream but don’t flinch. I recognize your nice form as I leave the room.
I return within a minute & go directly between your feet just as a new song begins. I give a swift smack to your left hip & tell you to spread your legs more, warning you that your elbows need to bend more to keep your back level. You obey & I commend you for perfect form. You then feel heat on your inner thighs & pubis. That familiar feeling you yearn for. It slowly burns & the whole region becomes hot. You then feel the flame localize right under your pussy lips as it grows hotter & hotter. I keep the source steady as I watch your back for curving. It pleases me to see you handle it so well that I raise the flame closer to your pussy but I notice you hunch the middle of your back. You hear a metal clank of the candlestick holder being set on the fireplace hearth followed by 10 paddle swats rain on your right ass cheek. I sternly said “The swats are because of your poor posture. You curved your back. You are expected to maintain proper form. [Violent smack to your left ass cheek] Concentrate, pet. You don’t understand the importance of proper form when you are tired & your body is exhausted. It’s about discipline & focusing on your form regardless of the forces put on your body. Do you understand me, pet?!” Breathing hard you let out a shallow “Yes, Sir”.
I place the paddle on the hearth & pick up the candlestick holder. I hear you moan as I return the flame between your legs. I slowly raise the candle up to your pussy. Higher & higher I go until it is 8 inches from your pussy. Your moans turn to screams but you are steady so I raise it higher & you begin to shriek as you squirm but maintain excellent posture. I smile with pride seeing you push yourself. I raise the flame within 4 inches until I hear more screaming. I quickly pull the flame back down & out from between your legs & you feel hot wax be poured from the top of your back all the way down to your ass cheeks. Just as the wax drops onto your ass you feel 5 swift paddles to your left cheek. As I reach back to deliver another crack, I hear you scream “Mountie!!!!” at which point I…

Pet writes:

Tears run down my cheeks, my breathing is labored, make up smudged, and I cry out Mountie Sir. My whole body trembles, I have failed you Sir. I'm so sorry. My sobs and knowing I have disappointed you. I still try to hold perfect form as you move towards my face grabbing a blanket from the chair. My head hanging down looking at your feet. Not knowing what else to Say.

I feel the blanket wrap around me as you lift my chin and help me up as you guide me to your bed. It's ok pet as we spoon as one with blankets and laying soft kisses. You whisper in my ear. Pet I'm so proud of you, You had perfect form.💋
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Replenished
Posted:Aug 26, 2014 7:37 am
Last Updated:Jan 11, 2020 3:22 pm
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A friend wrote this blog and said i could share it. It is very poignant and struck a chord with me.

i know i’m not alone..... I hope you find some .....some inner strength!

i learned something this week. It was kinda big and i thought, “Jeez, if i’m still having epiphanies like this after all the energy i’ve put into healing, maybe someone else could benefit from my lesson.” So here ya go…

i have forgotten the details..

about some of the things that happened; some are indelibly etched in my memory. What i have not forgotten about any of it are the feelings.

And i don’t mean the anger. That took time but relatively speaking, it was the easiest to overcome.

It’s the other stuff; the guilt and shame that turned thoughts into beliefs which eventually showed up as pseudo-facts about my worth. That’s the really gooey stuff!

Experience has taught me that to heal i have to grieve whatever pieces of my past show up and let me know they need it. They say the stages of that process are denial, anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance. Seems about right.

But after the other day, i’m adding another stage called replenishment.

my recent epiphany

i had a pretty big tailspin episode a couple of days before writing this and Master said something really powerful in the midst of my meltdown…i’m not sure he realized how potent it was, but then again maybe he did, he’s pretty awesome like that

While i was shaking and sobbing, he placed himself on top of me so i could feel grounded; tethered by his physical weight (because in that kind of moment, the emotional and spiritual tether that is always present, is beyond my ability to feel).

He held my wrists and instructed me to look right at him; right into his eyes. Eventually, i was able to and when i did he said, “Do you feel me, my pet?”

i couldn’t answer. i couldn’t speak if i wanted to, but i could see, truly see something in his eyes, and feel it pouring out of him and into me and that “something” was his deep and abiding love for me. And i think he sensed it because next he said, (and this is the really potent piece),

“I want you to let that fill you. Let that take the place of those other things that aren’t true and have no place here.”

And something clicked.

i realized that the missing part of what needs to happen for me to really heal is replenishment.

Nature abhors a vacuum and so you cannot simply eliminate something, without having something else ready to replace it. Otherwise, something –perhaps the same thing– will rush in to fill the space.

With his words, in that moment, Master gave substance to the love that has always been there but that didn’t have a shape i could grasp beforehand. Now i have a way to harness “feeling him” so that it can seep into the cracks of my broken places and displace what i’ve wanted to release but haven’t known how. And in the process i am replenished.
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What makes your day?
Posted:Jul 23, 2014 6:08 am
Last Updated:Jan 11, 2020 3:22 pm
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Five things that make my day

1. cum

2. cum

3. cum

4. cum

5. CUM!

Yep all in a row please Sir!

LMAO pet
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Sir's Slut!
Posted:Apr 9, 2014 1:39 pm
Last Updated:May 5, 2014 6:28 am
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Sir's Slut!

All dressed hot and sexy in black leather corset with red ribbon, black fuck me boots, minnie black leather skirt, make up and a riding crop in my hand, I stand at the door.......

Sir notices... and sees the chain and key around his sluts neck, OMG She looks so hot and slutty her boobs bursting out of her corset. Our eyes lock...

Sir moves quietly and quickly and grabs his slut! .... pet is shocked :-o

Sir grabs the crop and hauls his slut over his shoulder, pulling the key and chain from pets neck . Your in for in now slut, you will pay for being so bad .... pet wiggles and struggles to get free as Sir takes her out the doors with everyone running to look .....

Pet gulps and sees no escaping, she whispers to Sir, ....I love you Sir

A bench in the corner, and pet is tossed onto the table . On her back, knees bent , raised onto my elbows, cunt open and wide for all to see ...... pet is wet, and Sir Says..."slut, my lunch is served"

mmmmmm Cumming for you Sir
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Trip to the nut cracker!
Posted:Feb 27, 2014 9:51 am
Last Updated:Dec 17, 2015 4:06 pm
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You know your in trouble when the chyropractor can make you cum!
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A long day!
Posted:Jan 31, 2014 5:28 am
Last Updated:Dec 4, 2015 9:57 am
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p-“Sir your home from a hard , long day at the office, come and sit down. Put your feet up and lay your head back while I rub your temples.” I grab you a pillow for under your feet and gently rub your head, neck and shoulders while you close your eyes. All your stress washes away as you dream sweet dreams
S-“ you are so nice to come home and relax”, I giggle because I have a surprise for you. Pet has been very busy in town. Hair done, nails and toes all prettied up for Sir to enjoy. She bought all his favorites, whip cream, strawberries, grapes, chocolate sauce , cherries, jello, lobster, eatable panties, hand cuffs, vibrators, plug, rope, plastic sheet, grape seed oil, sexy underwear, matches, candles, 70% alcohol, small torches and his favorite drink. Pet slips onto Sir’s lap and wiggles nice and close and feels him stir. Her tits in her tank top harden and she presses her nipples in , hoping for little pinches, just ever so lightly. Pet moans and slips her hands in sirs shirt and feels his warmth under the hair on his chest. Pets finger slip down and rub and feel the power and muscles of your legs and groin.
p- “I have a surprise for you Sir” as she leans in to kiss him and whispers in his ear. “Coffee, Tea or Me,.... no silly we are having a picnic".
Sir stands up and pet slides down off his lap onto the floor kneeling at a perfect height.
p- “ohhh, what do we have here, may I help you with the tent in your pants you have sir?”
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