Chasing Me Chasing You

An uncollared submissive struggling through depression, motherhood, and the constant craving of her next orgasm.


We survived the first week of the boys in daycare/preschool all day. I haven’t worked out all the kinks (no pun intended) of being alone all day, but I’m getting there. I was able to do research on fencing companies for the new house and get back into a regular routine with my paid work. My boss was happy. My hours have been all over the place and I think she was worried that would make the quality of my work suffer. I’m sure that it didn’t, but I’m glad to be back to a schedule either way.

Yesterday Sir let me work on some of my craft projects in the afternoon. He told me that to make sure I remembered that all time is his time, I had to wear my plug while I worked. It actually made my sewing more pleasurable. If I have to do that every time I sew I will certainly remember every step. And it felt good to be back to some of my projects. Cooking dinner is one thing, but finishing a quilt is a completely different sense of accomplishment.

And Sir was so proud of me I got to have a lovely Doxy inspired orgasm before he started beating me last night. Of course, then he made me keep it on high on my clit until I couldn’t stand up anymore. Isn’t he sweet.

Today is a ‘hang out’ day (my 4yo’s new favorite phrase). Sir has a work thing at his head office on Monday, so he will traveling tomorrow. So today will be our family time. Maybe a trip to the park. Both our cars need oil changes and we will need a grocery run before the day is out, but not much else. Sir has mentioned going to the basement tonight, we’ll see what happens. My poor body is already shivering. I just don’t know if it’s from the excitement or how cold it will be down there.


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