Bad subbie bad..

Ok….

mea culpa

mea culpa

mea maxima culpa

I know I have not posted in over 2 weeks. I have no excuse – I have just been lazy and uninspired – not that my sex life has been that way – it is just that the writer in me has been that way.

I have a three day weekend (sort of) and I will get some posts out so stay tuned.

Milking the subissive male

So, as I mentioned in the previous post, Sunday we had some fun. The culmination of which was MrsKeeper successfully milking me for the first time!

For those of you unfamiliar with the term or practice, Wikipedia has a wonderful beginner article on the how’s, why’s and wherefore’s. I’m not going to go into the details of how to do this, there are plenty of wonderful resources out there which describe how to do this – how do you think we figured it out?

So Sunday, ah Sunday…

CB-6000 has been off since Thursday

Ran into a little snag last week. While cleaning my penis after MrsKeeper took off the CB-6000, we noticed two small red spots on the underside of my penis.

After a little reading around on WebMD, I figured out I had the start of a fungal infection. Not the sexiest thing to post about, I know, but in the interest of full disclosure I thought I should make a post about it.

Read on if you want to know more….

Stay Tuned…

Hey folks!

 Sorry I have not given an update lately – but life has been getting in the way. After I get past this weekend, things should calm down a little for me.

 I have several posts in draft format right now, and I have a fun little party that I and MrsKeeper are going to Friday night (promises to be all kinds of kinky fun!).

I have seen that there are several of you who have hooked into my RSS feed – I want to thank you for your interest! And the same goes to all of you who have been reading my blog – it really helps to know that I am not talking to the interweb ether out there.

 If you see something you like, or something you don’t like, or you want to ask a question, or just say hi – please leave me a comment. I am new to blogging, and to writing in general – I am enjoying it immensely, but I would love to have some criticism, encouragement and all round moral support if you can give it.

Hope you have a wonderful week, and stay tuned! I promise you will get some updates next week.

Until then – Cheers!

Oh yeah – to help all you readers out there find your voice, here is a little meme to get you started:

Question: What famous person would you want to top or bottom to?

My answer:

Angelina Jolie – because I read somewhere that she was kinky (back in the Billy Bob days) – and just look at her – you know she knows her way around a riding crop – yum! 

Valentine’s Day

Sorry I haven’t posted recently – here is a little tidbit to keep you going – I am working on the weekend roundup which I promise has tons of salacious details of the mini-orgy we participated in

OK, so Valtentine’s day was wonderful, MrsKeeper and I had a wonderful evening. I came home with a dozen red roses and knelt on the front doorstep of the apartment in full view of the apartment complex waiting for her to open the door. Once she opened it I told her happy valentine’s day and asked if she would be my valentine. It was good.

Something that has been making me go hmm…

Those of you who have been reading my blog may have noticed, that back on the post entitled “The Good, The Bad and The Ugly”, MrsKeeper decided to leave me a comment (Thanks Honey!). In it she mentioned that this time around she had been giving some thought to fantasies she has had regarding us in a Master / slave relationship.For those of you who don’t know, this is kind of the deepest one can go in BDSM culture. An M/s relationship (IMHO) is one of those know what you are getting yourself into situations. In fact, it is so deep / committed / significant to me, I have NEVER even given thought or consideration to it in the 15 years I have been into BDSM, never.So to even be thinking in this realm is new territory for me – scary territory – but oddly enough once I get past the incredible hotness of the idea and the intense fear of giving up every bit of control, I am left trying to get my head wrapped around just what we are talking about.

Intense Evening

Wow, where to begin….

Well, after work Monday evening, I came home and figured I was still in the dog house from Sunday (read The Good, The Bad, and the Ugly for details) and figured I needed to be on my best behavior if my dick was to see the light of day any time soon. So I made sure that when I got home, my mind was already working out what I was going to make for dinner, how I was going to pay attention to MrsKeeper and make myself generally available and submissive. This is fairly normal for me – I am still working on my general submissive mindset – but that evening was extra important, because I wanted her to see that I really did understand the lesson from Sunday night.

So I got naked and greeted MrsKeeper in the usual way, and then went into the kitchen to start dinner. We talked, I cooked and at some point Mistress looked down and said “why don’t we take your cage off” and then looked directly in my eyes and added, “but don’t think you’re getting any play tonight”. I nodded, and honestly was just happy to have the cage off for the evening.

The Good, The Bad and the Ugly

Three things to report from the weekend – a little out of order from the title, but you will understand shortly:

The Good:

Saturday we had a very full day and had a very full evening planned. I had gotten home around 4:30 in the afternoon and helped MrsKeeper get the groceries and stuff in and put up. At that point she decided that we needed to take a nap (we had plans to go out with friends Saturday evening and were going to be out late).

I was already naked (except for the chastity belt) and finished up in the kitchen while she went to the bedroom to get ready for our nap. When I got in there MrsKeeper had that look in her eyes and she said “since we are taking a nap I think I would like you out of the cage.”

Sometimes my fantasies scare me…

“Be careful what you wish for, you might get what you want”

This phrase is often quoted on chastity boards to remind people that the reality of chastity play is usually very different than the fantasy of it. I have been giving some thought recently, to my BDSM fantasies of late and how this statement really has been applying to me lately. In fact, the fact that one of the number one fantasies (enforced chastity) has become a reality, has forced me to examine my other fantasies more critically, and what I find myself considering, frankly scares me.

e.g. One of the things that MrsKeeper figured out a while back, was that when she teased me, I would get to a point of being turned on where pain and pleasure were indistinguishable to my body and mind. Point of fact, when edging me she can begin smacking my balls, with ever increasing intensity, and I get harder and more turned on. It still hurts, but the pain of it urges my libido further and I get more turned on as a result. So much so that she has to be careful, because I can cum from her hitting my balls alone – I know, surprised the hell out of me too.

The journey in the belt so far (pt2) – The Box arrives

So in the last post I ended with the way I was going to approach this – and not f*ck things up. If this is news to you, then perhaps you should read Part 1 here.