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Sexual Rewards Are the Best Kind

August 24th, 2013 Comments off

Enjoying myself“Let’s get ready, and go do the yard,” Master said as he got out of his chair and pulled on a shirt.

Ever the complainer, I pulled a face, sagged as comically as I could, and replied, “I don’t wanna pull weeds.”

“If we don’t do it now, we’ll be too tired,” he said, ignoring the fact that technically, even though I was joking, I was talking back to him. “Get dressed.”

So I did. I hate pulling weeds because it means pulling weeds out of the cracks in the cement, too, and that’s hard to do! I’ve thought about getting some sort of spray, but I have no idea how spraying the weeds in the front yard will affect the food growing in the backyard, so I haven’t. I suppose I should just research natural options…but I haven’t. Read more…

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Thanks!

May 29th, 2009 1 comment

PinsOff.jpgI just wanted to thank those of you coming to Insatiable Desire for pussy whipping, for serious.  Master has seen how many of you are and has decided to a) do more pussy whipping and b) take more pictures.  Now I just gotta get new razors and some Medicated Gold Bond powder and we’ll be all set.

He got paid today.  We’re going to pick up His check in a few minutes and then we’re going shopping.  Today’s pretty much shot till evening, but I’m excited to be going out.

Tomorrow night we’re going on a date with our neighbor.  It’s not really a date, but we’re going to the drive-in so it feels like one.  But I’ve never been to a drive-in so I’m kindof excited.  Even though M’s gonna make me sit in the front seat with the neighbor.  Lol.

Anywho… we’re off!  Have a great day!

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Tonight

June 25th, 2008 Comments off

Before Master left work, He gave me the option of plugging my ass to go to the store. No I’m serious. He asked which I would prefer. Naturally, feeling it was a trap, I said “Whatever would please you most, Master.”

I’m clever, aren’t I? Unfortunately, He wanted a real answer. What I would do if it was entirely up to me. And He refused to give me any real indication as to what He wanted.

I thought a moment. I weighed the pros and cons. And I came up with a definitive “I don’t know.” I am the most indecisive bitch this side of the Mississippi. No lie.

But seriously! Sometimes I like the plug and sometimes I don’t. And I can’t tell by just sitting there thinking whether or not I like it. I have to actually insert it to know if today is a good plug day or a bad plug day. And once it’s in, it’s too late to go back. I can beg to take it out… but more often than not that gets me a resounding “No, cunt. Deal.” So if I was free to choose for myself, I’d probably choose not to just in case it was a bad plug day. Save myself some trouble.

So, I told Him that. And He said “That’s a pity because it’s nice when a bitch wants to be dirty.” I started searching for the last place I stashed the plug. God damn did that hurt getting in when I finally found it (resting happily exactly where it belonged).

So Master came home from work and snatched me up so we could go shopping (I’m so sick of shopping. Can’t the groceries come to us?? Well, in our small town they can, but the store that delivers is expensive. I digress.). We needed coffee, deodorant and soap. At least that’s what I knew of. When He got home He told me we needed hot dog rolls. Thirty of them. For a work party I can’t go to. *pout* But in exchange for our demanded offering He gets a $50 gas card. That’ll get Him back and forth to work for almost half a week! We seriously need to get rid of the Durango.  Read more…

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