Just Inside the Front Door

I am delighted to be in Melbourne visiting my beloved m’Lady, Tethys – whom I haven’t seen in person since last November. I arrived on Wednesday morning, and (no surprise here) we didn’t leave the house again until late on Friday afternoon!

(It was very bright out there. And I have aches in places I didn’t know I had muscles…)

On our amble back from the local shops we stopped at a local park and took some excellent Scavenger Hunt photos of me in front of graffiti – those will be up on Sunday – and the taking of those pics turned us both on (again) so much that we needed to get home again. Because we were both sorely tempted to just have me suck hir cock in the park, and that’s not so smart when you’re a) suburban and b) local …

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Property Values

When I posted my recently about my Title Deed, and my Owner/property relationship with Tethys, the lovely Amie Wee was a tad perplexed. Nothing wrong with that – if you’d told me eighteen months ago that I’d choose to be owned by someone, I’d have scoffed!

So she asked me some really good questions, and I thought I’d devote a post to answering them. I hope they will prove interesting to you, dear readers.  Italics are by Amie.

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Entitled

As of today, I am officially m’Lady’s property – and very happy to be so! I wanted to share that happiness with all my readers, as well as how it all came to be. And, most importantly, my Title Deed, which you can all read in full.

I have been leased-to-own for quite some time now, and collared by m’Lady since November – but putting together a Title Deed that both Tethys and I felt satisfactorily covered everything we wanted to say took the best part of eight months. It was something we worked on together, as equals – which was essential. We worked on it over chat, in person, over Skype, over email. We sent drafts back and forth, we debated ordering and phrasing and definitions and importance of things. We tangented all over the place. And we got very distracted, horny, and ended up wanking more than once!

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Dee’s birthday story

It’s my birthday, and I have received many wonderful gifts from many wonderful lovers today. But my owner and m’Lady, Tethys, has given me a very precious present: a story zie has written herself, read out and recorded for me to hear in hir own voice.

I am delighted and honoured that zie is willing for me to share the text of that story with you all. I hope you find it as arousing as I do. Enjoy!

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Collared

I really like D/s, and a lot of what it entails (yeah, duh, I know). A quick look at the BDSM and kinky categories over in my sidebar, and all the sub-categories, shows that I have and have had a lot of fun experimenting in the time I’ve kept this blog.  A few years ago I figured out that I am no longer entirely on the bottom end of the spectrum (hooray for switchy proclivities, which keeps Hylas well entertained).

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Back to earth

After ten amazing and intense days with Tethys, I have landed back in the regular everyday world with a ‘thump’. And that thump hurts like a bastard. It’s a hurt that says: ‘you had something amazing for a few days. Now back to reality for you.’

I know I am lucky. So far as regular everyday worlds go, mine is pretty damned awesome! I live with an amazing husband who snuggles me good, makes me tea, comes on my tits and rubs it in lovingly, listens indulgently to my shenanigans, and conspires with my pet to plan something for my birthday (I assume it’s my birthday. Come on, guys!). I see my beloved pet three or four days a week and he paints my toenails for me, encourages me to plunder his arse (and teases mine in return), covers me in slobbery pet kisses, and generally is the bestest pet a Boss could ask for – even with the conspiracy-in-progress …

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Anal training update

My anal training is continuing fairly well – although there have been some bumps along the way.  It’s an interesting journey though, as I continue to learn my body better, and to understand my bottom and bowels more and more.

I’m up to day 17 now – and on fourteen of those days I’ve had a toy in my arse. It should have been all of them, but unfortunately my migraine was particularly bad over the long weekend. Tethys was extremely understanding and very forgiving of this (more forgiving than I was – I really wanted to be able to do my training, and was inclined to treat myself quite harshly over my failures). I was able to wear my glass plug for a while in the bath on Saturday, but for Friday, Sunday and Monday was unable to do any training at all.

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Training my rear end

I’ve long had a love-like-dislike-embarrassment relationship with my arse. Not my cheeks – those I adore. But my rosebud. Little brown eyeball. Bunghole.

Yes, I think bunghole is the word I’m looking for. As I write these very words my hole, it is bunged. For I am in training. Tethys wants to fuck my arse when I arrive in Melbourne (and I definitely want my arse to be fucked – my cunt gets dripping wet at the very notion), but it’s not ready for the determined deliberate inevitable and inexorable cock of m’Lady’s ownership without a lot of prior work!

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Marked Flesh – a Photo Essay

One of the many things I missed when my relationship with Adonis ended was his skill with sharp and pointy objects. From scratching with hat-pins to deliberate designs with porcupine quills to carefully planned and executed cuttings with scalpels, the pain and pleasure and delicious results were something I sorely missed.

I’ve chosen not to let anyone other than Adonis do that to me – it’s something peculiarly his and mine. There’s trust involved, but also the feedback of verbal and physical communication. The awareness that he knows what he’s doing and it’s turning me on but he’ll stop if I ask it, or pause if I need it.

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Oh really?

A thoughtful guest-posting from Tethys.

Dee recently shared with me sexgeek‘s awesome posts “words fail” (part 1, part 2). In reading them, it occurred to me how fortunate i am to only now be entering my first relationship involving a core kink dynamic. Over the years i’ve done a fair bit of reading around and about kink; and though i’m surely no expert, i wouldn’t exactly classify myself a neophyte either. So when Dee and i first started talking about our relationship having an o/p dynamic, my first thought was not: “Okay, what’s the Right Way to do this?” but “Okay, how do other people do o/p relationships, and what sort of things will be part of the o/p relationship Dee and i want?”1 For example, Dee and i have discussed how the “Mistress/slave” dynamic doesn’t – for whatever reason – at all resonate with either of us, even though a person who is someone else’s property is indeed often termed as a ‘slave’. Dee calling me her ‘owner’, and me calling her my ‘property’, gets us both hot and flustered in ways that ‘Mistress’ and ‘slave’ don’t.

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