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Posted in DS, bdsm with tags , , on May 21, 2008 by slavejane07

I am particularyly lonely today. I have stayed off the pc most the day. I needed interaction. But as usual the video games wins over me. It always has.

I joined a group for submissives, and finally got accepted yesterday. Perhaps I am to trusting, but I poured my heart out. Everything I am feeling right now. We are headed for a fight. Give it a couple weeks and things will blow up. Part of the not having sex was to work on the D/s. There hasn’t been any D/s at all, just him trying to get in my pants. So I know when this is over and I have to give in to him he is going to try to bring it back…And I am not going to let it.

That is what pisses me off about the stupid games. He has all this time to read up and get advice and plan out how to do things. Learn what he wants out of all this. But the game is more important. So….Unless someone else comes along in my life I think I just done.

This BDSM shit has consumed my life. It is everything that I am now, Everything that I want to be. And it hurts more now than ever to be teased with it.

The puppy is great. He makes me happy. And occupys my mind. And he is a good boy too!

So that’s my rant for now.

 

~~jane

On a happier note…

Posted in Toys, bdsm, puppy play, slave with tags , , on April 24, 2008 by slavejane07

We dug out the baby crib. She is more than ready for it. But somewhere along the way we lost peices to it. So it is pretty much a useless heap of wood and metal. Oh well, she sleeps in the play pen anyways.

Well, if you have read my blog at all, I have a big facination with cages. But we could never find one large enough for me that we can afford. Master suddenly got the idea, since we are not able to use the crib…..lol

We have ben sanding and painting and sanding and setting it up and taking it down and doing some cuts and sanding..lol

It’s starting to come together. Tomorrow everything should be painted. I am nervous about having it. When my facinations started it was as a pen for zero. But zero is long lost with in me now. It was dumb and Master wanted a fuck puppy, not just a pet. So I know half the time I’m sure I will hate what it is used for. But, I can’t help but still be excited. I will finally have something I really wanted. And besides it will be a new element in my puppy dreams. I hope to post a pic when it’s done. It will be a couple days before it’s finished.

I consider S/m part of D/s. So I do not like S/m at all with out D/s, that is a part of the slave me, not the housewife me. So it may be a while before it gets used. We are not ready to get back into the swing of things yet.

Anyhow, I just wanted to share my exciting, scary, exciting, nervous, exciting news. LOL

 

~~jane

Just an update

Posted in DS, bdsm, puppy play, slave with tags , , , , , on April 17, 2008 by slavejane07

There hasn’t been much happening around here. We tore the house apart a shampooed all the carpets. So things are just now getting back to some order. We still have not gotten anywhere. I am not a slave to anyone. I still have my submissive moments. I find those seem to happen when I need some love. Usually I just lock my self away in the computer and morn my loses and turn green to the blogs I read. not very productive, I know. But I have read all I can read and researched all I can research. All that is left is for Seth to step up and start studing. He doesn’t seem interested. He is more into his PC for the video games. I deal. I have become accostomed to not being owned again. This is life and I have to take what I get. Cause, just like with anything else, my family comes first.

Sex has been awkward for me. I don’t want it at all. I just want to be held and loved on. But Seth has decided he can not love me with out sex. We went a whole week and a half with out it and everything blew up. He booted me and our daughter out and that even flopped. The only place I had to go, the only friend I have, was way to occupied with herself. We ended up walking home at 5 in the morning. Seth met us and walked home with us.

Nothing has really been talked about. I wrote him a letter and told him what I want, what I need. I wrote alot, but none of it would have mattered to him, so I only gave him the part about what I need. He never said anything about any of it, so I’m guessing he didn’t like what I had to say.

Anyways, back to the sex…it sucks. Even if I am in the mood. There are things I did as his slave that was not normal for me. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t think we have ever had “normal” sex. LOL But as his slave it made it okay to enjoy the weird things. I guess I kind of expect things to be more loving now that we are just husband and wife. We have not had loving sex in…..um….fuck I can’t even remember. At least since I had our daughter. Once we found out about the BDSM scene it’s been all mean sex. Sometimes I miss the older days. Before kids, before BDSM, before marriage….Things were simplier. We still had alot of problems, just now we seem to have even more.

BI am not his slave and I should be able to say no. You jack off in the shower anyways, so you don’t need to fuck me. But it’s not worth the fight. This last fight we got into, I left everything up to him. It is always up to me what to do. And that is alot of pressure on somebody. When he booted us I was so hurt. When ever that sort of stuff comes up, I end up thinking about our past and what to do next and what I’ll miss and stuff like that. So when all he can say is that he wants to keep my baby boy, it’s cuts deeper than that fight ever could. I was proud of him for decided to do what he wanted. Alot of the time I feel he would rather be single again. He doesn’t want the responsiablity of the kids or of me. I know I am high matinance. I don’t mean to be, but I am a needy person. I need to be loved, I need to be alone, I need to be held, I need to cry…..The list goes on.

Alot of the time when we get into fights that bad, I wish he would step up and just go. I am always left with the dicision of what to do and how to fix it. And I don’t know anymore. I don’t think we can be fixed. We make it work till one of us screws up and then it’s all back down hill. I don’t think we will be able to handle much more in the fighting department. Even with this medicine I am getting more and more depressed. My life is nothing that I pictured.

I have been craving time with my dad. He is so sick right now and I am afraid of losing him, without telling him everything I need to. But I am not the important one in his life anymore, so I do not take precedence. But he always knows how to make me feel loved, and he never minds spending time with me, even if it is just cuddling and talking.

I have so much more to vent out of my head. But it hurts to think of all these things. So I am gonna call it good for now. lol Before my eyes swell shut.hehe

Elizabeth