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03:23 pm: Just wondering.....
what the hell did I get hit with last night that broke my skin?!
Anyone care to share?

05:29 pm: Sunburn
( OUCH )

Tags: ass, ow, sunburn

11:12 am: Tonight...
J and I are heading to GD2 tonight...anyone else plan on going?

Tags: gd, j

06:22 pm: So I know I promised a super hot cool blog about my latest adventure...But I'm busy packing for Leather Retreat!
Chances are, I won't get around to posting about it until after the event, when I'm sure I'll have a few more hot stories to share (maybe one involving canes..? hmmm).

But in order to get you fuckers (i love you, i really do) to back off and stop hounding me about it


Tags: collar, l, leather retreat, promises, rope, shibaricon

11:38 pm: So random....
I joined Twitter today....and it's soo very, VERY addictive!
haha which is exactly what i need..TWITTER!
NotSoNewRitze, in case you want to stalk.

OH, and just one week until I'm on my way to DC for Leather Retreat! Um I'm not exactly sure how I feel about camp and bugs...eww
But I got this email today from Mark, who I will be accompanying:
I just managed to get online while here in Jamaica. I wanted you to know I'm thinking about you.Find it sweet? Don't. What I was thinking is that I'm going to fuck you up when you get to DC. You...are...meat.

Fear the buckle--
M
(the last romantic, LOL. and I HATE that fucking belt buckle!)

I had a fantastic weekend, which I need to get around to blogging about.
Rope, pussy eating, surprises, fucking, and shopping! :)

But I will leave you with this little bit of wisdom: CUM IN EYE = OWWWW
Seriously, people. It's been 4 days and my eyes are still red and swollen....Probably a mix of my latex allergy (and a dental dam in my face) and cum getting shot in my eye.

L

Tags: addictive, cum in eye, j, john, leather retreat, m, twitter

04:02 pm: I gotz teh interwebs
So I FINALLY have internet in my apartment again! yay
It went out about a month ago, but I was out of town whoring around, and when I got back, it was time to hit the books for finals (which are this week, BTW).
It's amazing how productive I am without Yahoo and bondage.com open in the background.

They came out today and fix-ted it! Hoorah, back to stalking all of you....

Oh, and I was talking to Scott Smith (who I'm demo bottoming for at Shibaricon) and I had agreed to the Predicament bondage class as well as Modular bondage....
But he asked if I'd like to try his "Needles as anchors" class. ummmm WTF made me say yes?!

....Was it my mere one experience with needles recently? I must be insane

But we're meeting before then to go over how it will work and do a practice-run.

Oh, and sadly, my fiance will only be able to make it to one day of Shibaricon...and just Saturday night's playtime.
I know I'm playing with Scott and J, but if anyone else wants to tie me up/beat me... :)

Tags: insane, internet, shibaricon

02:21 pm: Just because...

09:50 pm: Rape in smalltown Iowa....
( You are about to view content that may only be appropriate for adults. )

Tags: fiance, rape, the good stuff

06:18 pm: Pics for T...Sharing the [leather] love
I play with someone who loves leather.

... so I was told that we wouldn't play again until I was 'ready'...meaning until my leather ensemble was complete to T's specifications.

YAY, finally complete!

...thought I'd share the pics I took for T


Tags: camera whore, leather, t

12:50 pm: Minneapolis this weekend!

It’s spring break and the weather is warming up in Des Moines….50 degree days! Good thing I am spending the first weekend of my spring break in Minnesota!

Can I really complain? I’m making the trip with 6 other young, hot kinksters, including the always hot and uberskilled Lqqkout, the rope dude!

Sadly, C, who I was planning on taking advantage of and tormenting this weekend, will not be able to go   :(  ….she will be missed!  

We’ll be taking part in several bondage seminars, as well as attending a play party Saturday night. So, despite the weather, I’m hoping to have a blissfully kinky, perverted weekend.

…I even have (well, have had for a while now)  permission play with said super hot rope dude! Maybe? I dunno

I'm back on sunday, and then probably heading to Chicago for the rest of break

RM 

Ps. Is it sad that I’m REALLY looking forward to the 4.5 hour car ride with these people?

Tags: bondage, cuffs, lqqkout, minnesota

06:42 pm: block

I don’t update this much- and when I do, I seem to write about silly things.  Its not that I don’t want to, or don’t have some great stories to share…I would love to provide you perverts with some fap-worthy smut!

My problem is that when I finally get a chance to sit down and write, I can’t seem to find the words to retell my escapades in a way that would do them any justice.

For instance, I have yet to write about my Valentine’s day experience…but every time I begin to write, I at a loss for words, words that would convey the essence of the experience. How do I begin to explain how I felt the moment that knife dug into my skin and I felt the warmth of my own blood drip down my back?

I promise to try my best…and post some fresh, slutty smut sometime in the near future!

 

08:52 pm: I fell for him quickly, deeply, and completely…he knew it, and I hated him for knowing. I adored him, still do. For better and for worse. It’s a sinful indulgence to marvel at someone the way I do him, every square inch of flesh. I’d never liked someone as a whole before…I liked eyes, lips, cocks, arms, hair….
I am smitten with every inch of him, all of the above and more. Every nook, cranny, follicle, word, breath, movement. You can compare it to worship.
In worship lies freedom. The freedom to withhold nothing
…which pushes you forward into the realm of love, which is frightening, invigorating, and erotic.

If a man possesses me sexually- really possess- he doesn’t need to control my ideas, opinions, clothes, friends, or even other lovers. Only He has done this to the point of setting me free. 'He fucks me mercilessly with a dick an inch too big for the job: that is possession'. After something like that, he doesn’t need to micromanage my life, psyche, time, or anything else, for that matter; because he has already infiltrated the core of me. The rest is peripheral adornment. Domination, total and complete domination of my being, that is where I find my freedom.

I can relinquish all power. I feel a tremendous undeniable gravitational pull towards him. He can and will disempower me. It is in giving it all away, that I realize how much power I had in the first place...and the amount that we share in that moment.

I very much hope that he finds these words and knows how sincere they are. Because I can't imagine expressing this to him in any other medium

08:05 pm: Long overdue...KK
Finally! My overdue Kinky Kollege entry!

It was a fun filled weekend! Nov 2-4
Some of the classes that we attended:

-A beginner's rope class taught by Lqqkout
We have become increasingly interested in rope (esp J), and this class really piqued our interest.
Since my return to school, I have had the pleasure of meeting and conversing with the presenter...I'm hoping to learn a thing or two from him!

-Breath and Blow flow play
This was one of my fav classes.
The subject matter is one of may favorite things. And the presenter was fabulous..her ecstatic caning class was great as well.

-Impact play

-Anal play and sex

-Ecstatic caning
Leave it to me to jump out of my clothes when the instructor asks for a volunteer! I am many things, but shy is not one of them. This was a personal fav

-Humiliation and Degradation
Definitely the most memorable class...taught by a couple from the local scene, in which we are involved. Apparently, it struck a chord with J, since he let loose on me the minute we got home...
*man, that was a long drive back to IA that night.....

We acquired some great new toys...
My fav happens to be a PINK flogger
But I'm also quite fond of the Dragon's tail, lead filled SAP gloves for punching, and twisted canes.

The play parties were a blast as well.
The first night J stripped me and beat me up on a cross for well over 2 hours...back to front. By the end I was a messy mix of tears, drool, sweat, and cum.
Even though I ran into creepo, we had tons of fun.
We also met up with friends from GD...about 8 of them.
It was nice knowing people.

The second night, J palette wrapped me from head to toe, and cut out little holes for the naughty bits. He then proceeded to try out all of our new toys...and I realized just how delicious the new cane was!
I was put of it for the rest of the night.
A couple we know did a fantastic medical scene...one we had seen them practice prior to that evening.
I had some pretty marks from that weekend...and you know that, with me, its all about the marks!

Oh...and the get-together on Thursday night was incredibly fun as well.
I had the privilege of meeting
InAfit2beTied(B.com), who is just fabulous. Her smile and laughter as contagious, and she's a really fun gal. She's one of the warmest people I have ever met, and J and I were taken aback by her. Maybe she'll be kind enough to grace us with her company again sometime soon
MasterByDegrees(B.com), who I had the pleasure of having met on several prior occasions. As always, he was handsome, charming, and witty. It was great to see him again.
Arpus(B.com), who, unfortunately didnt make it to KK. He is a really nice, kind, intelligent man. I really enjoyed talking to him, and I really hope to see him around the local scene sometime soon.

There's so much more I wish I could blab/brag/joke/laugh about here, but I'll reserve those for the people that were there and experienced it first-hand.

Tags: breath play, kinky kollege, lqqkout, my stalker

11:07 am: Home
Two months.
That’s how long I’ve been living in my apartment.
I love it. It’s all mine
In case you haven’t figured it out, this is my first apartment, and my first time living alone.

I tried doing the dorm thing for 2 years, and despite living with some of my best friends, I jut couldn’t handle communal bathrooms and sharing a bedroom with someone else. Bunk beds=awkward hookups on both of our parts.

Then I moved into the sorority house. Sounds like fun, right? …Living with all of these girls, some of which are your closest friends.
Living with 35girls was….interesting.

Women can be vicious….the gossip, the criticism…I realized why I have so many male friends.
I got sick of waking up each morning and stumbling to the bathroom….some anorexic blonde on the scale, pinching fat, bitching about how she ate a WHOLE chicken breast sandwich for dinner last night, you know, minus the mayo and one of the buns, of course.
…The weekends were worse. Most girls didn’t have, or didn’t go to, class on Fridays. So my Friday mornings were a delight, having to wake up at 7am for class, while other girls were just stumbling in through the back door. My roommate was usually passed out on the couch, the bathrooms were a mess: puke, makeup, clothes everywhere. Heaven forbid I didn’t go out on a Saturday night “What the hell is wrong with her?” There were tears, nonstop boy drama, and mood-swings galore!
…I never knew where any of my clothes were, until I saw them on someone else! I slowly watched as my once jam-packed sorry excuse for a closet dwindled to ‘just full’ by mid-semester. It’s just not fair when someone borrows your Prada sweaterdress, and in return offers you free-range of her Target and Forever 21 filled closet. I lost a great pair of heels, a Burberry skirt, my beloved little black purse, and countless other items to the girls in that house, and the lack of boundaries. Shit, I had canes and crops a gags in that closet, too!
Don’t get me wrong, I made some great friends, but living with them just wasn’t bearable.

The dorms, the sorority house, none of them felt like home. I finally feel like I have a little piece of the world to call my own. I know that sounds lame, but it’s true. I love it!

I love the freedom I have. I love being able to walk around naked (oh, wait, I did that before ). I love that I took a dinky [really] little apartment and made it my own.

Tired….I’ll finish my thoughts on this tomorrow.

11:40 pm: Pulled right from B.com
Ok well I blogged Friday night about my wonderful time.
The weekend was even better. I went to a munch on Saturday, which is always pretty fun. It made the time pass a little faster than sitting at home twiddling my thumbs until J (shell) got here.
I was excited for him to finally meet some of my kinky Iowegian friends. He had met Kirk and Crissy, we went to dinner and a strip club together last time he was in town.

We went to a play party Saturday night. He met my friends, they all picked on me (lol). And I discovered how much i hate (ok, i actually really like it) an electric flyswatter.
I also got talked into beating on some poor (lucky) boy. I was told I hit and punch like a girl...but I did okay with the right toys. Not really my thing...I have no desire to top someone, but there is something to be said for being able to hit someone with all of your might. We didn't really play much there, he was tired from the 6 hour drive he had just made before I dragged him off to the play party (another hour's worth of driving). I did, however, have my first experience with needle play....soooo hot. I thinking about asking her to give me a temp corset piercing- with pink ribbon, but of course! we'll see... I'm a wimp usually.

Sunday we were lazy and spent almost all day in bed. It was wonderful.

Monday was his birthday. It's been a few years since I've been able to celebrate his birthday with him, being away at school and all. I made him one of my famous, delicious cakes. A yellow butter cake, with a layer of buttercream, strawberries, and bananas in the middle....and fresh strawberries on top! I think there's pics pending of it in our couple's profile

Guess who got the birthday spankings?!
Either he threw in some extra ones, or that man skipped 28 and turned 100!
My chest got most of the whacks, and they're a pretty mix between black and blue today to prove it. He beat them until I cried.there's a pic of 1/2 way through

He got a couple new fun implements of pain, cologne, and a really special gift. I also took him to dinner.
He got me a present, too. I got a new play collar. He'a adorable...It's coach!

He left yesterday but I can't really complain, since I'll be home tomorrow-tues for fall break. GD friday and saturday...YAY! Maybe meeting up with DrMeanMan if he gets back from Europe....

Tags: birthday, bondage.com, mr.maserati, p, play party

02:38 pm: It really gets to me...
when he says....

06:38 pm: surrender
We looked at each other, said nothing, stood, exited the restaurant, and slowly pressed into each other, my back against the brick side of the building. No words: Just eyes and electric current with European voltage. So much power in one man's hands as he gripped around my neck. It must, physically, be some kind of vibrational force, a quixotic dance of a million molecules. His touch was strong, very unafraid, and yet so tender. And humble. Me belly started contracting involutarily, as i felt the moistness between my legs grow. I had never felt such immediate impact from a man's touch,much less so soon. I didn't even know his last name.
I was his from that moment forth. I allowed it, and then it took a life of its own. For the next three hours, I melted into this man in a way I never had with any man before.
Then it happened. My God, he was good, I mean bad. What nerve he had. SO graceful. It was very slow, very careful, very connected and painful. It was here, in there, that I first tasted the experience of moving thought pain and fear to that plateau on the other side where i met this man in a foreign land called BLISS. Bliss is not a pain-free zone, it is a postpain zone. Big Difference, Bliss.

12:53 am: It's way past my bedtime
It's almost 4am.
i cant sleep

whats the deal?! i had a rough weekend.
FUN, too much fun, and i've been trying to recover form it all day

friday afternoon i went to a frat's toga party (put up a pic).
later that night, i went to a friend's house. you may know her as the kinky lil redhead from the hot tub experience in my "caged" blog. she and her boyfriend invited me over after finding out that i was bummed about Mr.SadisticChicagoMaseratiMan. we had a fun night...me in my toga, my new favorite shot(creamy pussy:black rose tequila and baileys), and a trip to a fun adult store where we purchased a game we later played and some really super awesome 80s porn. the rest of the details are not for public consumption.
i got home at 4am and passed out

...fast forward to 9am saturday. i wake up naked in my bed covered in clothes i used to keep warm bcuz i was too drunk to find my blanket. IM STILL DRUNK. i realize that i have a sorority party in 4 hours. SHIT! showered(in which i tipped over), brushed teeth for at least 10 mins to get rid of morning-after-alcohol-taste, and got ready *just* in time for my date to show up with-u guessed it- more alcohol. then there was the party themed "mardi gras". oh the beads! that was from 1-6. apparently we went to dinner with friends...hmm i dont quite remember dinner all that well. there was a car accident (i was just a passenger, and no the driver hadnot ben drinking).
got home at 9pm on a sat night and passed out!
note to self: 17hours of drunkenss makes for a not so fun sunday! but a hell of a way to get my mind off of U-KNOW-WHO.

I need a beating. it sounds trite, i know
but I NEED it. my body is craving it. it aches for the pain that, to date, only he has shown me. I want to feel subjugated...i want to feel sore and degraded. i want pretty marks. That is all

Tags: alcohol

11:35 pm: You cant even make this stuff up....
this is an email i got this morning.
it made me laugh so hard I'm now cleaning coffee off of papers on my desk... I guess you've got to give him credit for originality.
hahahahaha

i saw your profile and thought you were really hot. i also had visions of meeting you at my tennis club by bumping into you as you were walking onto the court and i was going back to the locker room. my sweat would leave a big puddle on your chest, exposing your larger than tennis ball sized breasts through your thin cotton tennis polo. mmm, my odor would waft to your nose with every swing of the racket, until my man musk hypnotized you, making you desire my wimbledon in your u.s. open. as you played on, you'd wonder what i was doing in the locker room - whether i was showering naked and stroking my hard racket to the thought of the dampened breasts i had just seen, or whether i was taking a shit in the end stall so nobody would smell my horrific chinese meal i had had the day before. game set match would not come soon enough, and immediately after you would run to my mercedes which is actually just a ford escort parked in the lot. you'd find me fumbling in the front seat with a bottle of booze that i dropped under the steering column. you pound on my window and i roll it down. you smell the heavy stench of cheap booze coming off of my breath and out of the car. i am fucking loaded already...

Tags: email, odd

08:34 am: Caged
SO this weekend was a blast...
Friday my munch group had a bar meet...complete with drunken karaoke!

and Saturday...oh, Saturday!
A few of us kinksters had a small private party.

It was deliciously fun. There was a new couple...young, both very attractive. The Domme was gorgeous, so of course i went into flirty Rita mode.
**I don't know why, but it seems I have a thing for redheads lately** Watching Her hurt him was a huge turn on. But I'll get back to her in a bit.

The hosts of the party are good friends, and we always joke that I fidget so much they were going to put me in a cage...which I had no problem with! Well, they finally did. And it was.....INTERESTING.
There was a twist-
While I was on the cage, they threaded poles through it, in specific areas to leave me completely immobile.
-The first pole was one that went through the cage horizontally, I was staddling that one...which was just high enough to make it VERY uncomfortably pleasurable
-There were also poles that were placed diagnally to form an "X"....this immobilized my head and neck
-Other poles were placed under my ribs, above the curve on my back, behind my butt, and I cant even remember where else!

I was then poked with sticks...no joke. all the while, gagged and blindfolded so that I didn't know who was doing what to me.
The group then went on to doing other things, coming to do something evil to me every once in a while.

think that's it? HARDLY!
at some point they decided that I should be in the center of the playroom. so they moved me....they lifted me by the pole i was straddling! OWIIEEEE....OOOOHHH. DONT! STOP! OHH DONT STOP!

I stayed that way for a while until J got the evil idea to flip the cage vertically. I've never been so damn scared. I had no idea what was going on, but I felt movement and I could hear people crowding around.
Vertical was interesting...I had to contort and use my legs to hold myself up. I earned the nickname Polly because I was told I looked like a Parrot in a cage.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, I was set free. I was soo sore the next day.


Back to the new couple, more importantly, the Domme. Let's call her S.
AFter watching her beat her boy, I got a little hot and bothered. We talked, and SHE'S BI!
so one thing led to the next, and before I knew what had happened, we had talked the DOmme into letting me strap her to the crossm as long as I didn't hurt her. That was far from my intention. I must have spent at least a half hour just running my fingers/hands over her naked body- which was gorgeous! Little licks here and there, very gentle...until i grabbed her by her throat and began to kiss her.
I don't know what came over me...I've never been comfortable in a position of power before. But something made me want to TAKE her.
I won't go into further detail about that....except for the fact that I had to keep telling that boy to back the fuck of me, dont touch me, quit it, etc.
But the night ended with S and I in the hot tub...and I earned the nickname "Miss O"

Tags: cage, dadg, gag, hot tub, play party