Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Like a Slap in the Face

This post isn't about BDSM or even my relationship.  If the idea of this bores you, I won't be offended if you leave.

It's just after 8AM as I write this and I am already having a shitty day.  This is exactly the opposite of what I (WE) needed.  Someone who I considered a friend... a trusted friend... gave Master and I a total slap in the face today.  More Master than me, really.. but I could stand what was being said to him in such a disrespectful manner.  I'm sure some of you will say it is not a slave's place to defend her Master.  It probably is it.

But I don't give a fuck.  No one talks like that to the people who I care about.  It was a total tear down, an attack on character, and an attack on his worth.  I have not been this angry with someone I considered close in years and I don't know what to do.  Master hasn't yet seen what I said to this person (it all took place on a private forum, if you're wondering).  In fact, right now, Master is at work and doesn't even know what this person said.  He might be angry when he sees that I took it upon myself to reply.  I wouldn't care.

I know this probably sounds like internet drama, but we communicate with this fellow (and a few others) online because they live in different countries on the other end of the world.  They've been good to us.  This man, in particular, was good to us.  But this was just a slap in the face, as if from no where.  I couldn't hold it back.  I am the type of person who will take all the shit in the world if you need me to, but DON'T expect me to let you sit there and tear apart my friends or my loved ones without me getting medieval on your ass.  I have no room in my life for people like that and my friends (and certainly Master) do NOT deserve that kind of treatment.

Right now, I don't care that this reflects badly on me as a slave.  I might even get a punishment.  I'm actually not sure on what Master's policy on this is because we've never been in this situation before.  But right now?  I feel it's worth it to stand up for something I believe in.  To stand up for a project and an effort that I believe in.   To stand up for a man who I believe in.  It makes me sick and just ANGRY thinking about what this person said.  I don't think I've ever cried in anger, but I did today.  It was probably a combination of sudden rage coupled with helplessness because this person is too far away for me to tear down in person.

I may be in shit for this later.  But again... right now, it's worth it damnit.

*~zelda...

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

The Wall

I fear that I've been failing to update the world about my life. :P I am sorry, although I'm quite sure that all of you who read here have had much better things to do with your time than blog-stalk me. lol

I have been frightfully busy.  WE have been frightfully busy.  Master got a promotion at work, which is really wonderful for him.  He seems quite pleased.  I think he's looking forward to the new type of work he'll be doing, it's much closer to his interests than the previous position was.  I am pleased because he is pleased. :3

I have all sorts of lovely things to tell you about that, sadly, have nothing to do with BDSM, slavery, etc.  I've had loads of awesome things happening in my life, and I am sad that I can't tell you about them as they are all work and school related (again, trying not to identify myself TOO obviously here).  Since returning home from my little trip away, things have settled quite happily between the two of us.  Sometimes when I get back from a trip, there is a bit of heels digging into the earth and teeth gnashing on my part.  Not so this time.  ...Well, looking back on it, I guess I did have at least one noteworthy experience that I could expound upon a bit here.

When Master first decided I was going to take a beating (read: flogging/paddling), he had me do something different that I had never done before.  Normally, I usually get beaten on the bed.  I'm either laying flat on it, bent over it, kneeling on it... something of the like.  Our humble abode is small, and this method is convenient.  This time, I was taken to the living room, instructed to face the wall while standing, and to put my hands up over my head with my palms flat against the wall.

I won't lie and make myself sound more awesome than I am. :P I had injured my shoulder recently and had to ask for permission to lower my hands after a few minutes due to that pain.  I was allowed, but still had to stand there facing into the wall during the ordeal.

I really didn't like it.  This is probably making me sound like a wuss, but honestly, it made me feel VERY odd and I was not into it at all.  When I was a kid, I never had "time outs" or anything like that... I was overly well-behaved, if anything.  Yet, staring at the wall getting belted made me feel like I was a little child being made to "go stand in the corner" as punishment.  I felt very claustrophobic.  I couldn't grab onto anything.  I couldn't bury my face in a pillow to drown out my screams.  I also had the very odd sensation that if I screamed out like I wanted to, people would hear me (I don't know where this came from, it usually doesn't bother me that much.  I don't want any neighbors to call the police, but still)... The problem is, if I am silent or he can tell I am trying to be quiet, he will go at me harder.  Finally, the combination of all of those weird feelings/differences made me lash out.  I actually hit the wall with my fist, mid-beating.

I know, I'm breaking all the slave "protocols" and stereotypes.  I was not being graceful in accepting what was being given to me in any way, shape, or form.  The thing is, Master doesn't seem to care whether or not I'm graceful about it.  If anything, I think he likes to see me outside of my own control, screaming, struggling, and all that.  (I think this is why he hits me harder when he thinks I'm trying to reign in my reactions :P).  Still, the whole "WHAT IS THIS, RAAAGE *punch wall*" thing was.. bad form, in my opinion.  And he wonders why I say I need to be restrained. :P

This action did cause him to check in on me, which I appreciated.  He seemed to think we should stop, but I didn't want to.  Giving up then would have made me feel that I had failed, that I was disappointing him.  So I gathered myself and took the rest facing the wall as I was supposed to.  I didn't want to let it defeat me.  (I almost put "let it beat me", but that was too pun-o-rific even for me :P)  I "finished" successfully without anymore freak outs..

Honestly, it's embarrassing for me to talk about that.  I'm not sure why.  There are just so many.. worse things that I and others have taken at the hands of a Master/Dom/top/whatever, that "facing a wall" REALLY seems like it shouldn't bring out that kind of response.  But in 6... nearly 7 years?  I had honestly never been RIGHT up against it like that, with nothing to hide in, nothing to grasp... it was interesting.  He hasn't had me do it since, which makes me feel bad because - again - it seems like I failed.  But of course I would be willing to do it again (not that it would really matter whether or not I'm willing, but really, I would be).  I want to prove again that I can do it.

I don't really know why I had the reaction that I did... but I think it was a growing experience.  I don't even get claustrophobic, yet something as simple as that brought out those sensations.  I'm waiting for my chance to try it again, hopefully with more success this time.

Thank you for not laughing at me.  And if you are?  Well.. that's okay too, I think.

*~zelda...

Saturday, August 6, 2011

Clamping Down


Literally clamping down, I mean.  First, let me just give a big thank you to EdenFantasys - seller of adult novelties/sex toys that I'm sure you're familiar with - for giving me the opportunity to do all of these reviews.  This time, Master picked the item for me.  Previously, we didn't actually own any "real" nipple clamps.  I do love nipple torture, but we just never got around to purchasing any.  In the past, he would put clothes pins on me and make do with that.  Or.. you know, just twist them off himself. :P  But, I digress.

So, these lovely blue clover clamps found their way to my door.  I had seen these in pink and was sort of lusting after them in the back of my mind, but honestly, I was quite pleased when blue ones arrive.  Master may have been a bit disappointed, but I love blue and (not so secretly) abhor pink.  So +1 for me! ;)  But anyway, if you are not like me and would prefer pink ones, I believe the pink ones are currently out of stock.  I am not sure when they will be back, but I am sure they will come back eventually.  Here are a couple of photos of the set I was sent (and no, they're not in use in the picture... sorry all. :P).  I will say that my flash did weird things in these pictures and taking a good photo of these at night proved difficult.  Their color is richer than it appears here:


Check out the product page at EdenFantasys (linked to above as "clover clamps") too.  The image there shows the color quite accurately (although your monitor settings may vary from mine).

Also, here is a picture showing the "nubs"* mentioned a bit later on.  The color is TOTALLY off here because of the flash, but you can see the texture of the inside of the rubber pad:


Ignore the color in that last picture.  Only mind the little bumps (7 of them, it looks like) on the circular part where the clamp contacts the flesh.

Quite pretty!  ...And bitey.  As a lover of nipple torture, I can honestly say that these things hurt like a bitch.  I both loved and loathed this.  If you are looking for something with a firm, unyielding hold, these are the clamps for you.  They are easy to attach weights to as well if you would like added sensation.  The rubber tips between the clamps have these sort of... nubs* that stick out of them into your flesh.  I think this both adds to the sensation as well as ensuring that the clamps stay in place.

Master and I have had absolutely no problems getting these to stay on or stay in place.  Again, they are rather unyielding.  You can tug on the chain for a delightful "OW, FUCK" sensation without them coming off.  I don't think we have pulled on them violently or anything, but I'd say they'll stay in place for a firm yank.  During sex there were no problems with anything sliding around or popping off either.  Again - they stay where you put them.  I'll note that I have rather small nipples.  I'm not sure if this makes a difference in the way they hold their place, but I just thought I'd mention it.

I'm going to include a handful of precautions to go along with the use of these.  These clamps are an awesome, powerful product which I have greatly enjoyed.  However, do keep in mind that the coloring comes from PAINT which CAN CHIP OFF.  I haven't had any issues with this, but they are still fairly new and (so far) we've been fairly careful with them (not tossing them to the floor, no hard beatings right around the nipples during use, etc).  Obviously chipping paint won't make these pretties any less effective, but if the color is important to you, just be aware that they are colored with paint.

Additionally, a bit of a safety note, I don't think you are supposed to wear them for more than 20 minutes at a time.  This is the case with any kind of clamp/clothes pin device.  You risk permanent damage/tissue death after too long, so be safe when you play (I'm looking at tops and bottoms here).  No one wants to permanently lose feeling in their nipples.  Besides, I promise that after 20 minutes you'll be begging for them to come off.  Or dreading it terribly because we all know that part hurts the worst. :P

*~zelda...

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Stepping It Up... With a Sadist

Master says he wants to "step it up".  I am as unsure about what that means as you are, and I find myself both anxious and excited.  It will surely demand more from me.  But, we must remember, in general giving more means getting more back... right?  Well, maybe not always.  However, in a reciprocal relationship (perhaps even symbiotic in a way), I find that tends to be the case.

I haven't mentioned it here on my blog, but I am traveling at the moment.  I'll return to Master on Saturday. What's waiting for me there...?  I hope this isn't one of those situations where I'm getting all excited and twittery about nothing.  You know, when you anticipate a change, and you get all geared up and motivated for it and then- ...you realize things aren't all that different from before and suddenly you feel silly for prepping so much.  But there's at least one thing he's mentioned specifically...

Last night, as we were chatting for a bit, he mentioned wanting to start using both of my holes simultaneously.  Either a butt plug + him, or some vaginal toy + him.  Apparently getting ramped up about dominating someone puts a man in the mood for stuffing a woman full. :P I wouldn't know.  We used to have anal sex quite a bit, but in the past.... mmm, 3-4 years?  Not so much.  I think I've had a toy in my ass a total of once during all that time and it was quite slender - not at all useful for preparing oneself for an erect cock.

So after bantering a bit about starting to collect more "anal accessories" (lol), the popular njoy plugs came up.  I've heard the stories.  I've heard "things" from friends... they sound amazing and concerning at the same time.  And to top it off, what SIZE?  I am not "inexperienced" with anal, but I am certainly out of practice... I think Master is leaning toward the medium, but I have no idea.  Input is welcome.  I don't believe this is going to be for 24/7 wear (although it may be left in for hours at a time while out and about), and he doesn't seem to be interested tossing me head first into the deep end (at least not at the moment).  I'd love to hear any anecdotes you may have.

At any rate, I'm interested to see what's coming with his plans.  I know he wants to feed his inner beast and "play" (I dislike that word, it really isn't a game) more.  I know he is going to be more demanding sexually.  I can handle those things.. I think. <_<  But what about being more demanding emotionally and mentally?  How many of the little freedoms he allows me will remain?  How hard and fast might these changes come?  Curiouser and curiouser...

I am excited to be heading home in a few days. ;)

*~zelda...

Monday, July 25, 2011

A Tip of the Hat



Believe me, I'm not really one for advertising and endorsements, but I do like to give credit where it's due.  You all hear me talk about EdenFantasys a lot because of the products that I review for them.  But this time I'm just acknowledges a lovely award that EdenFantasys received from AVN - the 2011 Outstanding Online Retailer award (you can read more about the award itself as well as the other categories/winners here)!

Honestly, I'm not at all surprised.  My experiences with EF have been nothing but positive.  In addition to their top-notch customer service and wide variety of original adult novelties, there are also a few other aspects of EdenFantasys that I don't talk about much.  For example, EF has some very wonderful, active, informative forums.  I'm mostly a lurker there myself (much like on Fet, if you know me there), but it's a lovely sex-positive community rife with awesome info and people.

Also, the experience of shopping with their website is quite nice.  All the products that I've looked at have video reviews as well as textual ones.  There is also this AMAZING tool: the 1:1 size comparison.  Click it, use the little slider tool to make the image bigger/small so that the size of a common object on your screen matches the size of the object in real life (they use images of credit cards and dollar bills for this matching), and poof: you have a life-sized image of the toy in addition to the provided measurements.  This has come in great handy for me personally.  Additionally, if you make an account on EF, you collect "points" as you browse the site viewing and searching for products, etc.  These points are redeemable for gift card points.  How awesome is that?

There are a lot of programs I don't know a whole ton about that sound awesome.  For example, there is a mentoring program as well as a program where some users can "teach" or "take" classes online.  There is a page here that talks about more programs in detail.

At any rate, I love this company.  Their prices are reasonable, products are great, customer service is second to none, and you're bound to bump into some neat people if you get involved in the community.  I wouldn't take the time to slap this up on my blog if I didn't believe this was a great company worth giving a nod to.  So, congratulations to EdenFantasys on your "O" Award!  It is well deserved.  I hope some of you (if you haven't already) will consider looking into this place!

*~zelda...

Sunday, July 24, 2011

International BDSM Day


This has been floating around Fet a bit.  Hopefully you'll all get to enjoy something a little kinky today. ;)  Any ideas for how to celebrate?  Feel free to chime in.  I'd love to hear what you and yours might be doing.

*~zelda...

Saturday, July 23, 2011

Wounded

There is nothing more invalidating or hurtful than being ignored.

*~zelda...

Thursday, July 21, 2011

The Lesser Being

Opening note: I'm doing fine and everything I'm babbling about here has been resolved, but I wanted to get the thoughts out.  This post is probably more disjointed than usual.

I hate Freud.  Let me just toss that out there.  He's full of shit and... I just deleted a bunch of junk here.  Now isn't the time or place.  Suffice it to say that I do not buy into any of Freud's Fraud's bullshit.  That said, Master had a bit of a freudian slip last night.  We were bantering a bit about gender, power dynamics, social schemas, etc. when this little bomb drops out of his mouth:

"Well, as you're in the lesser role- I MEAN SUBMISSIVE..."

Now, some of you are going to laugh at me and chuckle about how un-twue I am.  That's fine.  I never claimed to be twue or perfect or a role model.  I've said repeatedly: submission is not in my nature.

But that little "slip" felt like a slap to the face.  Strangely, he retracted it almost immediately, saying that it wasn't the right word, wasn't what he was trying to convey.  But still... lesser.

It shouldn't bother me, right?  I'm a slave, that's what some (most?) would say we are.  However, it seems to rub Master's philosophies the wrong way for whatever reason.  He claims that he doesn't, and wouldn't want to, think of me as being any less valuable or less of a human being than he is.  He's even said he thinks of me as an equal... but how?  It's lost on me too.  It's true for me too though - regardless of what people say, I do not believe that Master is inherently "better" than I am just because he is an owner and I am property.

There are many things he is better at/with than I am.  Computer science is his expertise, I will never match him there.  He is a patient man, much more than I.  He has great self-control, which I only have in certain contexts.  He is (and likely always will be) stronger and faster than I am.

There are more, of course.  Those are just the ones that strike my fancy at the moment.  However.... he isn't inherently better than I am because of those things.  Nor is he inherently better than I am because he owns me.  I don't think his will is any stronger than mine.  The reason our dynamic works is not that he has more mental strength than I do, but rather that I am more willing to bend.  I see nothing wrong with this.  Can he force me to do something I really don't want to do? Yes.  Because eventually, I'll agree to do it.  I don't see it as a weakness on my part.  I just prefer pleasing him to getting my way.  And really... what better manipulation tool could you ask for?  It came built into me, too.

Frequently, I fail to understand this notion of "Master knows best".  ... I'm sorry.  No.  They probably do not ALWAYS know best.  They are people too, fellow slaves, subs, and bottoms.  You don't take on a slave and suddenly develop the magical ability to never fail and never be wrong.  They do fail sometimes (just like us).  They are wrong sometimes (just like us).

One aspect of submission that really shows one's colors is being able (and willing) to experience their failures and wrongs with them.  To trust them and go where they lead you, regardless of the fact that they may be incorrect.  This is... a unique and difficult aspect of submission.  Recognizing that one's Master is NOT perfect and that they may not be congenitally "better than you" just because of their status as owner - and following with blind faith anyway.  It is easy to trust a god who will "always know best", "always have his slaves best interest at heart", and "never make a false step".  There are people out there who do think this of their masters.  The difficulty is in trusting another human, even knowing that there will be times that they harm you or lead you astray.

(May I take a moment to note that it is very easy to always have someone's best interest at heart and STILL royally fuck up on the occasion?  It happens, man.)

Anyway, I have never believed that my Master possessed any kind of magical power that domination gave him that I lacked.  Perhaps that is because I am a very dominant individual outside of your relationship.  The whole... "less than" thing is so confusing.  He says he thinks of me as an equal, yet I don't have equal say.  I find it difficult to wrap my head around because logically, "slave" and "equal" just... don't add up.  Or maybe they do.  ...But I'll trust him on it.  Because that's what I'm here for and because I believe in him.

My difficulty in accepting and understanding "lesser" (even though it wasn't what he meant to say, he was very kind about indulging me and allowing me to converse about it) lead to another question from him.  I noted my ongoing struggles with slavery and submission and he essentially asked me: how is this hard?


Another slap to the face, I tell you! >.>  You've been doing this for years, he says.  Why is it still difficult?  And then I was faced with the daunting task of explaining to this man, who had never bent to anyone else's whims but his own, why it was hard.  A part of me got a bit nasty about it.  Knowing that surely this man would utterly fail at submission and how dare he have to audacity to ask me "how it is even difficult".  I really would like to see him try it.  We'd see how "simple" it became then.

In a way, we were both right.  But that's why I put up the bits from "Your Woman" last night.  I often feel like I'm not good enough.  It isn't that I am disobedient, because I am not.  It isn't that he pushes me too hard, because he doesn't.  It isn't that... it isn't anything.  It's honestly just something that will probably remain difficult for me to swallow.  I will keep trying.  I'll never fucking give up.  But just... true acceptance of the concept of slavery is......  It's hard.  It just is.

Your life is not your own.  Your choices aren't yours.  I don't want to liken it to becoming "nothing"... but sometimes it seems that way when you wake up in the morning and realize that even if you are allowed a few freedoms here or there, it's all illusory and those little choices that you take for granted can disappear as quickly as a thought passes through His synapses.  And people ask me why I have difficulty... I don't think anyone has an easy time all the time.  If you say you do, I will say right here and now - I think you are a lying.  Some times are easier than others.  Other times, you... I can't explain it.

I'm sure this is all making me sound ridiculous and like a failure.  I should be able to offer him more.  Part of me does celebrate it, and the majority of the time, I'm very happy.  But it is a truly, truly humbling thing to think about.

And I don't think that most people could deal with having their egos taken away like this as if it were as simple as breathing.  Sometimes in the beginning it seems that way.  It really does.  And sometimes, later on, you look up at the pinprick of light above you and realize how far down into the pit you've fallen.

*~zelda...

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Your Woman.

"Just tell me what you've got to say to me
It comes as no surprise at all you see

Now I know your heart, I know your mind
You don't even know you're being unkind
Just use me up and then you walk away

Well, I guess what they say is true
I could never be the right kind of girl for you

I could never be your woman

And you're such a charming, handsome man
Now I think I finally understand
Is it in your genes? I don't know
But I'll soon find out, that's for sure

Well I guess what you say is true
I could never be the right kind of girl for you

I could never be your woman."

-Excerpts from Your Woman, White Town.

*~zelda...

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

The Middle Path - Madhyama Pratipad

Before anyone throws a "ask him" party in the comments section, I HAVE spoken with Master about the following subject.  Also, I may note that this post is not entirely about "play" (I hate calling it that) and it is not entirely about attitude.  Some of both, a bit of neither.  And yes, I am vague and unclear.  Sorry.



It seems that lately he's been shying away from his sadistic tendencies.  I won't lie to any of you - I am not the kind of slave that needs to be CONSTANTLY demeaned and belittled and abused and (etc, you know the drill) in order to be happy.  That might mean that I suck at being a slave and that I'm not "twue" by some standards.  But for me?  In general, when Master is happy, I am happy.  There are times when I want him to grab a fistful of hair and shove my head down onto his cock without warning and he just wants to cuddle.  During those times, we tend to cuddle. :P He gets what he wants.  And I'd be lying if I said I didn't deeply enjoy the attention and the affection.  I'm a cat at heart - I thrive on being petted.

But sometimes, the opposite will happen.  I think there are times when he will want to do something sadistic to or with me, but he.. doesn't.  He won't even mention it.  I think it's a combination of a few things.  One is that the man is exhausted.  Working is hard.  His job is particularly tiring and energy consuming (much more than my own).  As long as he is pleased, I am fine with just letting him flop in bed and rest as much as he wants.  But there is something else that I know prevents him from reveling in his urges.  And that something else is.. well, me.

It is his prerogative to do as he wishes with me.  We both know that.  Yet, for all of his sadistic tendencies, Master is strangely.... considerate.  (Which is SOOO not like him!  He was not this way when I met him and he is not this way with anyone else.  Geez, poor me, with this thoughtful, loving man. :/ I know, I know - cry more, zelda. lol)  If he senses that I'm not up for that kind of activity, he won't push it.  But what perturbs me is that it isn't necessarily "oh, slave is in a fragile state and is clearly upset/sick/whatever.  I won't push her right now".  Sometimes, he'll just.... assume that I'm opposed to it without ever bringing it up.  Now, there are time when I'm like "No!  Dun wanna!" but... he can make me?  And even if it's not something *I'm* craving, there are still many times when I'd like him do whatever he wants.  After all, what choice do I have?  He's stronger than I am anyway.

I think sometimes that Master is afraid of letting his sadistic side run completely wild.  He seems to be under the impression that he'll stop... caring about me or loving me.  I don't believe that.  I trust him to know himself and to know when he is in a place he doesn't want to be.  And yet, I also know how fucking difficult that kind of thing can be.  I don't mean to portray him weak or lacking self-control.  That isn't at all what I am saying.  But it's as if he doubts his ability to indulge his darker side without losing hold of the reigns.  There are reasons for these thoughts, but I don't want to go into them because... well, they aren't mine to talk about.

One of my slave-idols, a lovely woman named mouse, recently noted on her blog that her dominant/master decided to withdraw sadism from their relationship entirely.  I won't detail the reasons here (again, it is not my place to talk about other people's business but I do HIGHLY encourage you to check out her blog.  Our relationships/philosophies do differ in places, but I always enjoy her writing).  But when I read the posts about that some months ago, it made me wonder if my master had similar concerns about himself.

I spoke with Master about this.  Honestly, I think he worries about making me unhappy the most.  Which makes me feel... well, it makes me feel bad.  It's as if I haven't performed to par, like I haven't given him a reason to believe that I can be everything he wants me to be.

...And really, that's what I want.  I want to be what he wants me to be.  I know I'll never be perfect (and that's hurtful and hard to think about, really) but I can't help but want to give it my best.  I know he doesn't want to risk crushing me because he has already put a lot of effort into building me up.  And yet.... I dunno, I feel like I'll never be good enough.  It's as if I either end up having not enough self-value for his liking or I have enough, but I'm still too brittle to bend.

I think we both need to find the middle path.  It's something to think about for the both of us.  I want to at least be given the CHANCE to take whatever he wants to dish out.

*~zelda...

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