cause, i'm happy! :)

an email from my Mistress which made my day! :)

"Hello pet.  How are you feeling? you did very well this weekend.  I am pleased."

She called me Her pet !!!!!

(wags fishy tail and bubbles with considerable gratitude and enthusiasm!)

the glass of water

it was quite early in the morning, 2:45AM to be exact, and my Mistress, me and Her boyfriend were sitting in a Wafflehouse. W/we were A/all enjoying chatting, and reflecting on the days past events. i had drank some coffee and eaten quite a few salty eggs, and was now getting awfully thirsty.

i asked O/our server for a glass of water. to my surprise, She replied with a sassy, "No". then laughingly said, "Just joking, I'll go get you one."

my Mistress who had been observing the scene then, interjected,

 "No, he won't be needing any."

the server was taken aback and proceeded to ask, "why". my Mistress didn't miss a beat.

"Because, he needs to learn what "NO" means, and to be denied once in awhile, so NO water for him, please."

the waitress, looked at me puzzled; i just shyly looked down at my plate and scraped at some egg remnants with my fork then, She again gaped at my confident, poised Mistress, shrugged her shoulders and walked off.

i raised my eyes and looked at my Mistress. She stared at me with raised eyebrows, pursed Her lips and dared me to challenge Her. it was quite evident that i wasn't going to get any water here at Wafflehouse tonight.

i was dumbfounded, and then suddenly felt desperately submissive. i tried to keep my emotions in check. however, following  that episode, all i really wanted to do was, curl up snuggle on the floor, and lay under Her feet.

i luv this!

plus, it's engravable! :)

still in Her grip

it has been a long process ... but, my heart has finally started to heal.. 

just some therapeutic scribbling i did last year ....

"it was a dark and stormy night. the rain beat down steadily and with an incessant rhythm that came and went with sporadic spurts. a candle's yellow tallow burned with faded brillance as the loyal servant scrubbed and toiled to remove the accumulated wine and grease stains from his beloved Mistress's carpeting. yet, within him there are no feelings of malice or discontent. he is happy and content to follow and retrieve Her trail of soiled laundry, stained glassware and sundry shredded paper remnants of Her presence. with a tearful eye he sorts Her laundry into neat coordinated piles. there is a stillness about the house now and an eerie calm. the water punctuates the silence as it splashes over the dark colors, like ripplets and currents searching for the whirl of the soap and the agitation of the whirlpool. suddenly, ..." by: pescado

thats the way the cookie crumbles ...

here is another funny one, which really hits the nail on the head as far as being obedient and living the lifestyle is concerned. this truly gives a new meaning to the phrase, "tease and denial".

 however, in O/our house, when my Mistress was around, no cookie could be considered safe. crumbs ... crumbs ... alas, only crumbs. :>p
http://submissiveguycomics.tumblr.com/image/79696314651

another tender bdsm moment

i really like this guys drawings and perspective regarding femdom D/s relationships. this is an awesome post of his. enjoyhttp://submissiveguycomics.tumblr.com/image/73794654921

email

happiness is receiving an email from your Mistress, and She uses your pet name to address you, instead of the vanilla one. :)