Date Night--The Overview

The movie was excellent. I highly recommend seeing it. There's something to be said for having seen Iron Man 1 and 2, Thor, Captain America, The Avengers, and now Iron Man 3 that the series is still incredibly interesting. Thor 2 is coming out in the fall and I can not wait. The movie preview was a wonderfully, terrible tease. Add in what Sir thinks they'll be doing with Iron Man for the future, I await anxiously to see what comes next.

I am not a movie person, at all. For me to be this interested in a movie series, it indicates how truly well done the movies are. Though there was a moment during the movie where I must have turned 6 shades of red. One of the minor characters was annoying the hell out of me. Before I realized what I was doing, I yelled, "Just turn it around!!!"  Thankfully there was only one other person in the theater besides us. Sir about died, I think with laughter. And that's why I should watch movies in a private residence, so I can yell at people for doing stupid things.

Dinner was excellent in my opinion. It was nice to catch up and talk. Work is driving Sir to exhaustion. They need to hire more people, which will hopefully be happening soon. I found out He'll be out of town the first week of June for work training. By out of town I mean He'll be getting on a plane and flying several hours away. Different time zones and all that. It's good because well it's work related. Doesn't mean I have to like Him being so damn far away. At least it's only for a week and hopefully the time will pass quickly.

Back to the movie, my ankle decided to be a pain, literally. Fighting back waves of nausea is not really the best way to enjoy a movie. I was overheating and not doing terribly well at all. But there was nothing to be done about it so I stuck it out. Sir was good in helping how He could. It started to feel like hell when I took a shower. I may have done more damage considering how much it hurt. But I stuck it out and enjoyed the movie anyway.

So that was our exciting, vanilla evening lol. We're pretty vanilla most of the time. The kinkiest it got was when Sir said, "What am I going to do with you?"  in an exasperated tone because my body doesn't work properly and I may not take the best care of it when injured. Oh Sir, there's lots to do with and to me. But I'm still up for hiking once I'm better. Get a good work out in for both of us while enjoying nature. I used to hike all the time, though I have a hard time imagining Sir in the woods. This should be interesting...or hilarious. Possibly both. :-D

His weekend is going to be incredibly busy. I'll be attending a college graduation on Sunday and going to a munch later in the day. Not too much else interesting. Maybe we'll have something good for you all next week. :)

Date Night

Sir and I are going on a date tonight. Yay! :)

We're going to dinner and a movie. There's an amazing noodle house in town, which is where we'll be getting dinner. It's so good!! Then it's a short drive to the theater to see Iron Man 3, in 3D of course.

I'm very excited! He is too, which is awesome. I'll be so happy to see Him. Hopefully work doesn't completely wear Him out today. They're good for that, ugh.

So, in preparing for this, we were texting about the details. We're both far too agreeable. I didn't care what He wanted to see. If it was Star Trek, I could live with that. It's still spending time with Him. And He was all "But I want you to enjoy the movie too."

"I don't know if I would or wouldn't like Star Trek. And I can easily watch the first movie so I'm caught up."

That's when He said we're both too agreeable. I have a reason for it...I'm submissive to Him. I'm not about to make a big deal over a movie. He's the Dom, make a decision, LOL! That's twice I've pulled that card on Him recently.

I have to say I'm impressed though. He put His foot down and said that we were going to see Iron Man 3. Furthermore, I told Sir about the noodle house and He liked the idea. When I mentioned some other restaurants in town, He stopped me instantly. No, we're going to the noodle house. I didn't argue from that point forward though. I do know the line and when not to cross it. :)

It'll be so great to see Him later. I expect lots of hugs. Being held close, safe and protected.

A Night I Won't Soon Forget

I have a feeling this will be a long post as I'll be telling y'all about the roughly 24 hours from Friday into Saturday. So enjoy the ride!

It started innocently enough as I arrived at Sir's place. He was making dinner, which turned out quite well. I was thoroughly impressed. Then we watched Captain America and the Avengers, finishing up that movie series. At least for the time being, as I was informed Iron Man 3 will be out soon.

We snuggled and cuddled on the couch, with Him occasionally groping me. That man is a total tease!! One position was a perfect cuddle for me. I was leaning against Him in a way that He could rest His head against my arm. I loved that because every so often He'd nuzzle and kiss my arm gently. Slipping a hand up into my hair to gently pull was also quite delightful!

Mmmm, He did push me up against a wall in the kitchen (maybe the pantry closet door??) and kissed me deeply. My body responded immediately!! I melted in His arms and was soaking wet. Then He pushed me to my knees and had me suck Him for a while. I do so love that, probably nearly as much as He does, lol!!

After the movies were over, it was nearly midnight. He decided it was bedtime and I had no complaints to that! Once in His bedroom, He quickly removed my clothing. I've noticed He loves undressing me. There's something delicious about it that I can't quite put my finger on. His clothing quickly followed suit and I was back to sucking Him off.

He was quite satisfied with my performance, I think. Given His "Don't stop" when I had Him at my mercy (hee hee hee) and how nicely He came in/all over me, that's a technique I'll be keeping in mind for the future. Something He's not even aware of is that up until last night I'd never had a guy cum on my face. Surprising, I know. Kind of like I have never put a condom on a man's cock. Though for that, my hands are typically restrained so it's not like I've even had the opportunity. And before kink...well that was something the men always took care of. *shrugs*

He pulled me close for cuddles after He came. Heh, then He decided He wasn't through with me. I was told to get on the floor. As He pushed me gently down, I met His eyes. There was a hungry look in them. My slightly scary hunter had His prey cornered and He damn well knew it!! He thrust into me, claiming me. As my eyes met His, I could see the possessiveness. He was gauging my reactions. Enjoying how every deep thrust left me wide-eyed. I was in heaven, clinging to Him when able. Wanting to stay in the moment forever, being so physically and emotionally connected with Him.

All good things must come to an end as I found myself wrapped up in His arms, tucked into bed. He'd turned off the lights and I assume He meant for us to sleep. I was riled up, my mind racing. I had Meatloaf's "Two Out of Three" stuck in my mind as well as Sara Bareilles' "Stay". The lyrics to those are haunting and apt. I also had Toto's "Africa" in my head; I'm not going to even try to puzzle that one out.

Then I started giggling. It took a few minutes for me to stop. I still don't know why I erupted into a fit of laughter. Maybe nervousness? He kept giving me strange looks. I guess it was apparent to Him that I was wide awake.

He decided that in order for me to sleep, He was going to wear me out. Thoroughly and completely with more orgasms than my body could handle. As y'all know, orgasm control is a big part of our D/s relationship. Oh did He ever show His mastery of my body!! Sir had me on top of Him where I wasn't to fuck, but simply cum on command around His cock.

I lost count at 18. I wouldn't doubt we hit over two dozen. Pulling my hair down to Him while thrusting deep inside of me...I can't explain what that does to me, having Him deep and fully within me. We were so synced up. Every orgasm furthering His pleasure. He was completely in control, of my mind and body.

Then He took over fucking me for His pleasure. Yes, orgasm three for Him. Mmmm! By the end, I literally could not orgasm anymore. He tried but my body could not handle anything else. That's a damn good way to fall asleep!! As we readied ourselves for bed a second time, I slipped into a purple satin little nightie. I could tell Sir liked it as He couldn't keep His hands off of it and me.

He pulled me close as we fell asleep. I was wrapped up in His arms throughout the night. Feelings of being safe, protected, wanted, and cherished lingered deep within me. I'm still basking in the glow of sleeping in His arms. I didn't want to get out of bed either. Waking up next to Him was perfect. I watched Him sleep for a while as I clung to the moment of peace and sweetness as long as I could.

The Sadist does not play fair. Not one bit! I had forgotten the report. (well, not exactly...I just had no idea what to do as I normally text Him at the end of the night. Details that we worked out later) So to up the challenge, He had me get back on top and ride Him to make Him cum. But for every orgasm that I had, it was another minute of punishment. I was managing quite well, even with Him thrusting deep inside of me. Until He held me up by my throat as I rode Him, unable to use my hands for leverage.

Imagine that: Riding His cock while He had a hand around my throat. Some body weight held by my legs, the rest with His hand. Especially as He grabbed/pulled my hair to bring me closer to Him.

I was lost from that point. There was no saving me from the three orgasms that racked through my body. The final one was while He was coming inside of me. He warned me He was close and how could I not cum when my Sir was having an orgasm deep within me? The Sadist is a deliciously evil part of Him.

We truly didn't get out of bed and dressed until nearly noon. We bonded in that time. He had me read a short story a friend of His wrote. I was leaning against Him as I read. At one point, He rested His head in my lap, reading along with me.

Then we went out for breakfast and talked about a story that's been in my mind for years. We're both writers by choice and nature. He picked up on the themes of my story with such ease and helped fill in all the gaps. A one book story became four complete books, including a prequel, within an hour of conversation. I would love for Him to write this story with me. So we'll see how that goes. :)

We went back to His place to watch "Chuck"...last time...well, I wasn't allowed to talk about that. It's still a writing sitting in my drafts: mocking me. Maybe He'll finally let me post it! :-P  So an episode of Chuck later and it's nearly 3pm. Sir didn't want me to go and very honestly, I never wanted to leave. I am super comfortable with Him. He was doing His best to keep me there, even letting another episode start so as to entice me. But away I went, back to my home...that is very empty without Him.

So that was our first and truly wonderful night together. Memories I will hold close to me every night as I fall asleep...Until His arms can be wrapped around me once more.

"Les Mis", Change, and Faith

*SPOILER ALERT*

This writing contains spoilers for the movie/musical "Les Miserables."

Les Miserables...Wow, absolutely incredible. I cried for a good two hours of the movie. Sir was crying too, especially towards the end.

His hand didn't leave me the entire movie. Whether protectively placed on my knee, our fingers interlaced, or His hand wrapped around mine...it was a constant comfort I greatly needed.

There is a scene between Cosette, Eponine, and Marius. Where Eponine brings Marius to meet with Cosette and they express their love for each other. Eponine is off to the side expressing her love for Marius that she knows he'll never return.

Sir knew the scene was coming and what it would do to me. Because that's one of those times where His hand laced with mine. Comforting and fitting so perfectly in His hand, with gentle squeezes now and then.

All of my hopes and fears in regards to Him were played out before me in that scene. I fear being Eponine. The unrequited love that is thrust into the background. I hope to be Cosette, in every sense. (Yes Sir, I just called your not-so-carefully-disguised offhand comment from last night...)

In the movie, Marius and Cosette fall for the other with just one meeting. They knew something was there that could not be ignored...So it was with us. From day one, the man had an appeal and draw that was unexplainable. Heh, He wasn't even aware that He was flirting with me. It was as natural as breathing, and just as right.

By rights I have nothing to fear. His comments last night made it clear where His intentions are. Just taking His time to be sure as I am a rarity to His world, as it turns out. It's why I'm an answer to a prayer. 

To be loved, welcomed, understood without a care to His past or the man He will one day be. To accept Him as the man He is in this moment. To love Him, not in spite of who He is, but because of it.

I told Him that He's an answer to a prayer I made 14 years ago. One that I was convinced was never going to arrive. I didn't tell Him what that prayer was, as we both needed to sleep. But I'll share it here with you all:

I prayed to be taken away from all the pain,

to be in a place where I could

escape and truly let it go.

14 years is a long time to be in pain. He's given me that safe place of acceptance, support, and assurance. That it's okay to leave behind the pain. That the days of intentional harm and careless abuse are done. I trust that I will find days, months, years of joy and peace with Him in my life.

To say that I am not the person I was yesterday is an understatement. My world has changed, in ways that I can't even explain.

He's not the only one who found faith in the answer to a prayer...

Vulnerable and Happy

In a week's time, Sir and I will have known each other for 6 months. We agree that it's too long and short of a time frame. So much has happened, almost too much. Yet, it feels like it's just a drop in the water. There's still much yet to happen and discover.

Tentatively, we want to do something together next Tuesday. Just us, celebrating 6 months of incredible friendship and bonding. And a toast to many more months and years ahead of us. We'll have to plan something before then.

July 15th is never going to look the same again. :)

We've changed. Grown. Explored.

I see Him tonight, even if I do have to share Him. But tomorrow, we're getting dinner first and then going to see Les Miserables. I've heard great reviews of the movie, even if it is 2 1/2 hours long. Maybe grab a coffee or a drink after the movie to discuss it. It'll depend on how we're feeling and how late it is. Hmm, it won't be quite 10pm....it's sad that I consider that "late."

*smiles softly*  He's better than I ever expected...more than I could have hoped for.

No games or secret motives...simply Us.

He reminds me of one of my uncles, which is the greatest compliment I could ever give Him. The same fire to change the world and be someone important runs in His veins. That same fierce protectiveness is there as well. Sir even shares the same levels of gentleness and care.

Even though I doubt it'll happen, I would love for the two of them to meet. The energy of two such incredible men in one room would be breath-taking to watch. I also wouldn't mind my uncle's advice in regards to Sir as he's the one man I have always trusted.

I know it makes Him a little uncomfortable that I can discuss Him so often and freely. Partially because of the public nature of the blog...but I think mainly, it touches Him in a place that He wasn't ready to expose again. He may have more issues with being vulnerable than I do...poor man.

But I'll say this: It's good for Him.

He's happier. I know because He smiles more. Genuine smiles that shine from deep within.

Yeah, I'm looking forward to what the next 6 months will bring...

Trust, Blow Jobs, & Waiting Patiently

We talked for hours last night. So much that I completely distracted Him from cleaning. My bad!

Each of us shared the internal feelings and struggle within. He hasn't dated anyone in two years. He took a break from all of it.

Of course He wonders how much of the attraction is based on loneliness and availability. There is a little from that.

I felt the same way. If that, because he was local and intriguing, I was trying to pursue someone I shouldn't.

The truth is there is something very real and genuine between us. We want to let that part grow and nurture it properly.

We spoke about oral sex. It all began with me saying: "I'm a sucker for you and your evil ways."

He made a joke about not literally...

We spoke about the boundaries that would shift. He might become more possessive of me, if we crossed that line. I left it up to Him.

Very submissive of me, I know. But I respect His boundaries and trust Him to make the right decision.

I'm going to dinner at His place over the weekend. Maybe watch a movie. Get all close and snuggly. Get my hair pulled. Yum!

We also agreed to take this very slowly. Ultra slow, if necessary. I'm in no rush. He wants me and some part of Him wants to throw caution to the wind.

He's too levelheaded though. I'm too content with the slow paced development.

Right now, it's still friends with benefits. Mainly friends.

He has just as much emotional baggage as I do. There's an incredible level of trust and safety with each other.

It's something we can help each other with, as we become closer.

I'm still not convinced I'm the type of woman He wants and needs.

Until He tells me otherwise, I have no intention of putting my heart on the line or wanting for more than what exists now.