Part 6 ~ FemDom Fabulosity

Yes... it's a journal.

No... I have no idea where it's going, so what's new?!

As you may know (or not, I'm sure you all have lives of your own) I stopped blogging for a fair while.

When I first started blogging way back when, it was a way to clear my head, ask for advice, and generally share my journey to becoming a Mistress.

Then it became clear I was a Mistress, I was living the life, and I didn't really need too much advice anymore. Not because I knew everything, but because I was in a place now where I could pretty much handle most problems by myself.

For a time it seemed like my journal was just a showcase, and there was no point to it other than to tell people what I was up to and what a great time I was having. I guess I felt guilty. I'm very much aware of what other people think, and I began to wonder if there really was any value to putting my thoughts out there anymore, would anybody be benefitting from knowing what I was up to?

Apparently some people do miss what I'm up to, so I've decided to write again.

There are many other people involved in my life now, not just pet and myself, so I'm not sure how I will handle that. They are entitled to their privacy, and it wouldn't take much effort to figure out who was who.

The title? That's down to Kimora Lee Simmons. A woman I have a great deal of respect for. She lives the fabulous life and makes no apologies for having got to such a wonderful place. She flaunts it, and people enjoy watching her live her fabulous life. I guess in someway I hope that people will enjoy watching me live mine...

 

Wow! I forgot how busy my life is. I'm supposed to be napping, but I'm checking the boards and other places on the Net.

Yesterday (Wednesday) was a fairly crazy day.

I skipped the gym because I had a hospital appointment early in the day which meant I couldn't eat or drink for 5 hours before and I figured that not eating and drinking before and during my gym-time wasn't a good idea!

The appointment went well. I've been having chest pains (accompanied by a mid-life crisis and realising I'm not 21 anymore!) which they put down to possible gall bladder problems. But all is clear and I'm feeling ok now, so minor crisis over with. Feels good to have had a bit of a check-up too.... no nasties (or babies!) lurking in my midrift.

pet and I grabbed a coffee and a cupcake together before he headed off to college.

I ran around the house doing a lot but not getting anywhere. This resulted in my son's bedroom being half pulled apart, a lot of measurements and a shopping list being put together.

To add to my day's stress our 3 year old brought home the Nursery School teddy bear, who needed to have an exciting time with us before Thursday so she could report back. I spent an hour or so on the internet trying to find somewhere to take it (IT'S A BEAR FOR STUFFS SAKE!!!)

pet finished college, we picked up toddler and took the bear on a lengthy shopping trip (including a kinky scout out at the local DIY store) and then a trip to our local soft play gym.

The joys of being a pervert. Sitting about in a huge soft play area looking for prime positions to tie subbies and torture them. How awesome would a kinky night out be in your local soft play gym! I'm sure the local authorities would LOVE that one!

In amongst our crazy day we decided that we needed a bit of us time, so we booked a babysitter and headed off to Yo!Sushi for dinner.

pet hasn't been to Yo!Sushi. pet doesn't like sushi. pet left Yo!Sushi very hungry. LOL.

It would appear it is in my sadist nature to take my submissives to places to starve them. I did the same to pain gimp.

pain gimp is doing ok too. I worry that I'm never going to catch up with him. Everytime I just start to forumlate my own ideas there's another text message (over 600 last month! 16 pages on my damn phone bill!) giving me a nudge and a push in the right direction.

I don't blame him, in fact I asked for a help and a push and a nudge, but you all know me... I like to do things my way, at my own pace.

I best get off for that nap before heading out to WhipLash this evening. Promises to be a good night. Hopefully it will be reasonably quiet and we can try some new things. Or we'll just chill out in one of the bedrooms or the hot-tub for a while.

Life is gooooooooooooooooood!

 

No gym for me today. Got home at 3.30 am and figured it was unlikely I would be able to get up 2 hours later and do a workout so I switched the alarm off.

Yesterday started off well. After our usual morning pre-school panic, pet dropped me off in town for mani-pedi time and went off to college.

I spent two hours in the salon getting the full works done and the girls did me proud. Pale pink nails with black/white/silver hand painted flower on my toes and black hearts airbrushed on my fingers to match that night's outfit.

A little bit of shopping for some final accessories and pet came to pick me up.

We managed to turn a very boring, very expensive shop (new washing machine) into a bit of fun though. I'm not sure what the poor young boy who was serving us thought whilst we were messing around with the wooden "toast tongs" and managed to find a perverted use for most items in store. Probably cheered up his day anyway.

I enjoyed putting my outfit together for WhipLash. Top to toe in fishnet with a pink pin-stripe and braces body (hard to describe, but hopefully pictures to follow in the next week). This obviously left my breasts exposed under the fishnet, so I used the black electrical tape trick to preserve some modesty.

The evening was entertaining, nice and quiet so plenty of dungeon time. I chatted a fair bit, and gave pain gimp two lengthy beatings. It's always good fun beating pain gimp, I get to use lots of different toys and bring him up and down, it's quite therapeutic.

We went a little harder with the acrylic canes last night. Although pain gimp can take a lot of pain he doesn't "enjoy" the canes as such, so we've been working through different techniques with my different varieties, all good fun.

We took time out between dungeon sessions to oggle a friend's toys, including some rather large butt plugs in various shapes and textures, and also tested out a huge ejaculating dildo. That was entertaining.

The evening wound down quickly and when we returned from the dungeon to the main living area only a couple of people were left.

I'm far too tired to work this morning, but at least I have a smile on my face.

 

Thank you rachel.

My husband is back in the country, yay, how wonderful. <_< Best thing is he turned up to pick up the kids whilst I was at work and gave pet a handful of US coins... this is his way of saying "I know you're going to America".

Yup, damn right, yup, that's why money was tight last month, yup, I seriously don't givafuck what you think.

But I smile and nod, it's easier.

Money is now going to be even tighter this month because pet can't drive. I'm so mad. The other "present" hubby brought us was a notice from the Government that on the 9th August our car was stopped in a box junction outside Euston Station.

This momentary lapse is going to cost us £180. Not happy. Very not happy. Sooooooooooooooo not happy in fact that pet arrived to collect me from work with the most gorgeous bunch of flowers (he was driving the car at the time of the incident).

He may as well signed a card saying "please don't hit me".

It's good that he's scared, I will be using that to my advantage.

Today is uber-vanilla. Swimming with baby, then off to see my nan.

Tonight, however, is Consensual Kink. I can't afford to go, but I really want to. I'm going to have a think and a juggle with the accounts and see if I can do it. Bit bummed that if I do go I won't have a themed costume "Ships Ahoy" but I'll probably go in the same outfit I wore on Thursday seeing as it's clean, hopefully dry, and organised.

Time to get up, been lounging in bed watching VH1, 80's shuffle... my goodness, they don't make videos like they used to!

 

Glad to see you found me Davina. The box junction thing is a London thing, it's an area you mustn't enter unless you can exit, and because it was morning traffic, we obviously completely missed it!

Hooray for subbies!

I decided I wanted to go to CK really REALLY badly. I scraped up all our cash together and figured I could afford the entry fee and a couple of bottles of water... let's go!

I texted pain gimp and told him we were going, he was very pleased as Thursday had been quite quiet for us. Then I texted cupcake. He'd asked if I was going could I give him a lift, so I knew it was last minute but texted him anyway. He gratefully accepted.

The night worked out well. Cupcake paid my entry fee as I had driven, and paingimp said he would pay for my drinks because CK is a long way, so it covered my petrol money... awesome!

The night was AMAZING. I felt 110% confident in who I was, and totally immersed myself in play with paingimp for the entire night.

It was mainly a "hitty" night, it usually is at CK, hitting and socialising, because it's too busy to do any CBT or E-Stim, etc, and the equipment isn't set up for that kind of play. There were a surprising amount of drunk people this time... it's so unsual to drink-and-play so I'm hoping the drunkards were just curious vanillas! Scary stuff.



The pictures above are of two new toys that pain gimp has amended (the cane) and made from scratch (flogger) for me.

They got a great outing that night as CK is quite dark in some areas, and has black lighting, so the UV flogger was glowing pinks and purples... they were very impressive. Not to mention how much they hurt!

So after a full night of flogging, caning and paddling, with the odd interval of digging my heels into paingimps tender thighs I drove us all home.

Sunday was odd. I think I had a severe case of Domme drop. Never had it before and it completely threw me.

I woke up with intense feelings of regret and can only liken it to feeling like I had a really bad hangover and thought I'd done some awful things I couldn't remember... it took me half an hour, but I managed to talk myself out of it and have a long chat with paingimp about how I was feeling. All is good again.

 

Quiet time around here at the moment.

pet is in chastity, but I'm not really KeyHolding as we have no idea where the key is! It's funny and frustrating at the same time... I hate not being able to find things.

I had a major clear out of my wardrobe yesterday, went to the gym, had an afternoon nap and that was about it.

I teased pet with my feet a few times, which is always good fun. I'm taking him to a pedicure workshop in October, so hopefully he will still be locked and desperate at that stage.

 

No, no, no. Once you enter, you must exit straight away! You mustn't stop, and obviously we did... probably because it was rush hour and the traffic in front of us stopped and we were trapped on the box.

 

Thanks CQ, it was definitely a different experience, never had it before in the past 6 years, and we didn't do anything particularly heavy that night.

I know paingimp suffers from subdrop quite badly the day after, but I never expected to get it myself!

Today was AY-MAY-ZING.

pet and I went to London to do some shopping.

As some of you may know, the last time I went to London and specifically Fettered Pleasures, I helped them design a completely unique hood, specifically for my pet. They loved it sooooo much it now has pride of place on their website.

When we arrived at Fettered Pleasures we were treated like royalty. There were 3 other couples in the shop at the same time, but they went and fetched pet a towel (it was raining) and offered to make us both coffees as we went to look for the basis of our new outfit.

I had decided I wanted a matching latex suit for pet to go with the hood, so we started dressing and undressing him in various jumpsuits and shorts and tops to get the fit and look we wanted.

We are going for an olive green suit, with yellow zip, to match the hood perfectly. Custom made ROCKS. They are adding inches here and taking them away there, so it will fit perfectly and will be another unique item.

While we were doing that, inspiration hit and I asked if they could combine their latex polo shirt with their 3 way surf suit... apparently so! Another unique outfit designed and good to go.

We spent a while chatting away and I picked up a spiked cock sheath and the most incredible breath play hood. It's clear pvc with a breathing tube, and it's exquisite!

A quick dash to Camden Market to grab a few accessories and a bag and dress for me (in pink of course!) we had a bite to eat in the mad eclectic food market, and then headed home.

I'm so lucky to have access to these wonderful people who will make anything I want. I'm a spoiled princess, but custom is the way to go!

 

Kris... if you mean the breath hood, it was only £30