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Mirrored Emotion

May 24th, 2007 No comments


A Master and slave are sort of like a sports team. In sports
teams, no one is equal but everyone is equally necessary. The pitcher canâ??t
pitch if thereâ??s not a catcher behind the plate to catch the ball. The first baseman
has no reason to guard the base if thereâ??s no batter to run the bases. The game
is hopelessly lost if there are no outfielders to catch the fly balls and get
them into the mound. A slave cannot flourish without a Master to guide her. A
Master is often incomplete without a slave to dote on Him.

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Planning Disney

May 22nd, 2007 No comments


She has this whole itinerary thing. Weâ??re going to go to
this park this day and that park that day andâ?¦ sheesh. But whatever, man! The
more like a vacation it is for me the better. I totally need a vacation.

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Title? We don’t need no stinking title!

May 19th, 2007 No comments


He slapped me then and it caught me by such surprise it
brought tears to my eyes. Being slapped doesnâ??t often make me cry. As a matter
of fact, once, near the beginning of our relationship, we engaged in a battle
of wills. He slapped meâ?¦ hardâ?¦ knocking me from Him and almost to the bed (we
were sitting on the edge of it). I picked myself back up and stared at Him with
defiance and He slapped me again.

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Permission to Cum?

May 17th, 2007 Comments off

We fucked on my birthday before the drinking ensued. It’s not unusual for us to fuck. It happens quite often. But that day, I was expecting it. A bad thing for a slave, I know, but how can you not on your birthday?

I asked all sorts of questions that day. Stupid questions I shouldn’t have asked. How He would top Valentine’s Day (the bird) and how He would top my birthday again. His calm, quiet response was “Maybe I won’t. Maybe you won’t have another birthday. Spoiled slaves don’t deserve birthdays.” Read more…

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Masochism At Its Finest

May 15th, 2007 No comments


I like it most when I donâ??t like it at all. When Iâ??m crying
and on the verge of begging for it to stop and thrashing in my physical and/or
mental binds. When the sting is too much and the thud is too hard and the pinch
is too painful and the bite is too mind-blowing. When I canâ??t take anymore.
Thatâ??s when I canâ??t get enough.

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Just thinking

May 12th, 2007 No comments


And in all this, Iâ??ve accepted, mostly, that these are all
things Iâ??ve given Him the right to control. At the same time, I balk when I see
Him taking control. The wife part of me wants to scream â??But Iâ??m your wife!â?
while the slave part of me sits back and quietly accepts her fate. The slave
part usually wins. But the wife part sometimes needs a moment to collect
herself.

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