Chasing Me Chasing You

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

The kids are going to grandma’s

I hope you all realize the beauty of that statement.

What you may not realize is how needed it is. Sir and I are burnt out. No of our kids, we love them. Their snotty, screaming faces brighten our day. But the craziness of work, kids, travelling, and general stress have worn us down. And the first thing to get cut when time crunches happen is our time together.

Honestly, the last few nights we have said ‘I love you’ as we crashed into bed and that’s the most we’ve talked all day. He and I have taken to texting when time allows at work, just so we know each others’ schedules. Time at home is about entertaining kids while trying to keep piles of dishes and dirty clothes at bay.

Both of us are craving some connection. Some bondage, pain, and sex sound good too. So we’ll see how things go. No expectations. Birthday celebrations could be anything.

Aside from a chance to look sexy for Sir, I’m not all about fancy nights out. Some pizza, cider, and porn would make for my perfect birthday night in.


Reading this month’s submissions for Elust out loud while Sir cooks dinner could be fun too.


Taking an afternoon nap curled up with Sir as we enjoy a chance to catch up on some sleep.

All of these activities would, of course, be preformed naked. Preferably directly before or after sex.

Sounds like my weekend plans have been finalized.


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