Chasing Me Chasing You

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


I sat down to write up a piece on tentacle porn for this weeks Wicked Wednesday. I’m sorry to say that you’ll have to read others’ entries, my talents just aren’t there yet. Maybe it’s the topic, maybe it’s just that the good kinky words aren’t flowing lately.

Don’t get me wrong, Sir and my sex has been very good. And we are working on some interesting ideas for our changing dynamic. My twitter boyfriend actually suggested a chivalrous idea. A type of queen/knight set-up. And then at night I can be his wench. It may not be perfect, but it’s a place to start. And maybe I can get a fun corset out of the deal. Because what spoiled queen doesn’t have an amazing corset. Sir liked the idea. He’s not really the type to fall into the whipped or sissy category (not that there is anything wrong with that). So this would allow him to ‘serve’ me, but still be strong in his own right.

It’s an idea, we’ll play with it.

Today is scary numbers day as we head to the house to meet with the contractor. Just hoping the boys’ college funds won’t be on the chopping block to get this kitchen done the way we want. I do have two perfectly good kidneys, maybe selling one could get me a bigger island.


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