The New boy

There's a new boy in my life. I've nicknamed him 'the brit' because he lives in the UK. I'd love to use his real name, which is adorable, but to protect his identity I won't. I'm hoping someday I'll hear his voice as I'm sure it'll make me wet my panties just hearing his accent...I'm a sucker for an accent! Yum!

The brit isn't exactly new to me. We've been chatting through Twitter for a few months now and when we first met he was already owned by another Mistress. I respected his position, did not pressure him to leave her nor did I confuse him by giving him tasks to do for me. During the time that we've chatted I quickly began to feel that the Mistress he was with wasn't really suited for him and his personality. I let him know my thoughts on this but I did not promise that I'd be better suited for him.

I had a sense of being in his shoes, knowing what it feels like to feel so devoted to another yet not getting what you need from them and struggling to have the confidence to walk away. I went through the emotions of all that in the last few months with the alpha so I could definitely sympathize with the brit.

Recently, he informed me he was ready to leave her and asked if I was still willing to take him on. I am very proud of him for having that confidence to know he deserved a chance to find a Mistress that better suits his submission. Am I Her? Only time will tell.

For now, there is not complete ownership of the brit by me. We are taking things very slow as I need him to let go of his past ownership both mentally and emotionally. We're still in the 'get to know you' phase, building a bond and trust between us but so far it's going good. There's something about him that I just adore so I'm really hoping this works out well for both of us.

Everyone needs a plan!

It's really a very easy concept to grasp, everyone needs a plan. Such as a plan of action in the event of an emergency or a life plan on a path to follow for bettering one's own education, etc.

The last time EC and i got together there was definitely a plan which resulted in me having bright red marks on my body as He executed His own idea of a plan.
The conversation went like this:

me: So, what's the plan for tonight?

EC: The plan is that I'm going to beat your ass.

The result of Him carrying out his plans look like this:



He's a good planner!

Whips, canes and floggers. Oh my!

I think there needs to be BDSM merit badges or something. You know...a badge for when a sub first gets tied up, one for when they first get their ass beat, etc. You get the idea. If there was that type of system in place I'd get one for attending my first play party. Fine, so it's not some monumental event for everyone but it was for me.

Since the majority of my experience has been only online, spending time with EC is opening doors for me in so many ways. And all in good ways. This past weekend I went to a bdsm play party as EC's guest.

I didn't know a soul there, had no idea what to truly expect but I went with an open mind and the confidence in knowing that if I truly became uncomfortable I could say something to EC and He'd take care of me.

EC was not expecting me to play at this party, his goal was to give me the opportunity to observe, meet some people that he's known for a while and get a small idea of what happens in the lifestyle.

There was a variety of activities that went on through the night ranging from a fireplay and a cupping demonstration, knife play, beatings with various tools such as whips, canes and floggers. Oh my!

During the knife play scene I sat very close to the table where the scene was taking place. I have a fascination with the red marks left behind by play of any type so I really wanted to get close to the action but not close enough to interrupt this Dom and his focus.

I will admit at one point I almost asked the Dom if it would be ok if I ran my fingers along the marks he was leaving behind, but I didn’t want to intrude so I quietly watched while EC sat nearby.

Overall, the evening went very well and I really enjoyed myself and was glad that I went. Nothing I saw there shocked me or made me question whether I truly want to be involved in this lifestyle, so I’d call the night a success.

Now where’s my merit badge??

My new motto

I came across a book the other night with a title that caught my eye as well as almost made me laugh out loud...literally.

'Of Lies, Lust and Lipgloss' seems very appropriate for my life right now....maybe I should change the name of my blog to that. I'll think about it.