Month: October 2013

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Sir and I agreed we’d each carry out one of the other’s dirtiest fantasies when he came to see me in a week.

Both are pretty blushy in different ways. 

I’ll let you know how it goes.

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This is me, according to my Daddy.

Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean being a relationship with him is brave. I was talking strictly about the exploration you two do together, and I was under the impression that finding it a little daunting is part of the fun and challenge of being in such a dynamic. I meant it in a good way, I didn’t mean to offend Mr. Craftsmate. He sounds like a lovely person.

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Of course. And what I meant to get at was that it’s not always all the daunting stuff. Which, yeah, can be tons of fun. But sometimes I worry I represent him on here as only one little facet of who he is.

Neither of us were offended. I was just clarifying that he isn’t Mr. Dominant 24/7 and that I admire that about him.

🙂

Of all the men you’ve mentioned here, I have to say both Craftsmate and the guy of the infamous car story sound really intimidating. Kudos to you for being so brave.

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So, here’s the thing. This blog shows only small facets of people. 

Sir is one of the kindest, gentlest, sweetest people, both in and out of the context of our D/s relationship. When I had pneumonia, before we were even a couple, he called my mother and asked her what kind of tea he should make me. He cries at the mere mention of the scene in The Lion King where Mufasa dies. 

I cite these examples to say that he is a deep, complicated human being and that being in a relationship with him is not simply an act of bravery. 

As for the guy in the car story: meh. Probably.

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Thank you for the kind words in my askbox. They were lovely to wake up to.

I’m running out the door today, but please know I appreciate the messages.

I’m sorry for the whiney feelings post. I’m just in a little bit of a funk.

luna-vespertine:

Jackie Dunn Smith

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Today kind of sucks and I’ve been completely down on myself and I have been doubting just about everything.

I just feel like I’m an impostor and I can’t live up to people’s expectations of me and I won’t actualize soon enough.

And I’m worried that I can’t sustain what I want to do as a career and I’ve been feeling just generally useless. Some doctor was hitting on me on the bus and what bothered me most was I was like bagh society will always have a use for you.

I just wish I felt certain of myself and my future and everything else.

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When you visit, will you push me and make it scary?

(Just a little.)