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Pain slut

His slut

I am what I am. I make no excuses or try to mask it with a pretty ribbon and bow. I yearn for the pinch of your pin, I whimper at the constant pressure, wiggle in a pool of needy lust as the pain increases into a blazing inferno. The moment you clamp your girls nipples with the pins she transforms.

I am your girl until the pins appear, then I am your pain slut, begging for more, begging for less. Always begging!


Rewarded for a good job

Our 34hr restart is over and we have another load going to Houston. Right now we are working our way south so we can be on our home time Sunday to relax. Plus so He can watch nascar… I know its important so I wont bitch.. much! Apparently, this last race is really important and will decide the champion. I’m just glad it will be over soon.

Yesterday Master got a pair of really nice boots. Real leather with a rubber non-slip soul. They should last a good long while. When we got back to the yard I sealed and polished them. That was kind of fun, I guess I have a nack for it. He was very pleased. *Beams* They look super good on Him to. Doing the polishing for Him made me feel more like a slave than any other chore could possibly do. It made me think about things while my hands were busy. That’s a very good thing for me.

I was rewarded with some breast spanking for my job well done! It was out of the blue in the sense I didn’t think it would happen much less like that. I was standing there topless waiting to get into bed when He started to tweak and fondle them. Those led to pinches and slaps! Big ouchies.. He slapped them so hard my body kept trying to buckle in on itself. He wouldn’t let me though so my knee decided to come up after every painful slap. (which was every single one!) I had a really hard time holding still. He might have to tie me down next time. I am sporting two really nice bruises on the sides of my breasts. 🙂 I was really happy to finally see bruises on my body that He put there… Not the random accidental ones you wake up with!


Today has been a really good day. We are hopefully done with Wal-mart blitz loads. Right now we are working our way home with one that delivers to a store.

Master and I had a couple of great talks while He was driving. We also talked about His past by a lake next to a rest area. I had a few questions and it seemed like the right time to ask. He is very “ask the right questions and you’ll get the right answer” kind of guy about the subject of His past. (I wont mention details about past, present or future talks about His past…EVER) Then we talked about us and the life we led. I asked a couple of questions (as always curious me does) about His version of a perfect scene.. Lets just say it involves double-headed dildos, a cat o’nine tails whip, gag, blindfold and a bucket-o-water! Let your imagination soar, I know mine did. 🙂

Right now we are parked, fed and happily relaxing. Master is reading an excellent book called The chamber of Ten. It was a great book, I finished it in less than ten hours! I’m still reading The lord of the ring trilogy. I’m on book two still. I’m not exactly loving them. But I will see how they end. I’m obligated to.

Blessed Mercy

I guess Master does have a merciful bone in His body after all. I was given a stern
talking to about walking away but He understood that it was the lesser of two evils.
My mouth is what gets me in trouble the most. I know shocking, but bear with me here!
There are so many double standards that drive me nuts and one of them is the fact
that He can act like a phallic at any given time but me? Not a chance! I will get in trouble
some how for it. I have never liked the double standards that are set in normal society
between men and women let alone the ones I dug up via BDSM. Now my life is chalk
full of them. And so what if I rebel a little, its in my genetic code. I use to become so
enraged that my brother or cousins could eat sloppy but I could not. I would get
punished for spilling something on my clothes or not using the proper utensil to eat
certain foods with. But they could use their hands!

But I digress before this post becomes an even larger rant on double standards
and proper etiquette.

Although I was bratty yesterday Master still allowed me to receive a rather hard
spanking with His belt. I am still deliciously sore in my upper back between my
shoulders and my lower back where some of the more brutal strikes landed. But I
do mean brutal in the best since of the word. *smiles*

Sadly though this morning I have started my horrid time of the month so any activities
s down in the nether-regions is going to have to wait. But luckily this doesn’t affect
my breasts!