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Sunday, 31 August 2014

My new apartment.

Pretty much moved in. Well, at least my old apartment is empty.
A friend who has a cleaning company is going in to clean it as a favor. So very nice of her.

I do like my new apartment. It has a fancy new heat & a/c unit. It's made by Senville. Very cool. Has a remote control. Supposed to be very energy efficient. I hope so. Because I pay hydro.

Now is the daunting job of unpacking. Getting organized. Little by little, I'll get there. I know.

Still need to get my dresser/bed table units from my nephew's house, and my desk and chair. Oh and there's also a cupboard. Trying to think of where to put everything, space is at a premium here. And I will be needing a space for running my officiant business.

Very practical things on my mind today. :)

Later I'm going for dinner with my sister's family. It's my brother-in-laws birthday. Should be fun! ;)





Friday, 29 August 2014

I just realized, there are hardly any windows.

Odd that I never noticed that.

Missing my Dom tonight.

I moved into my new apartment last night. I think once I get settled, I'll like it here.

G has been very busy. Family stuff. He's had a rough week.
He hasn't wanted me sexually for several days. This has never happened before. It tells me that he's very upset.
I also have been crazy busy trying to get things settled with this apartment.
I know these things can't be helped.
But.
It's taking it's toll, being disconnected from him this way. I want him. I need him. I'm starting to feel as though I'm drifting, like I'm floating away. I need him. I start to doubt, I start to be afraid. Then my mind starts racing with crazy ideas. I know, we'll be together soon. But I do miss him terribly.

Thursday, 28 August 2014

Today

I have an appointment at 10:30 with a counselor.
Then I'm meeting with my new landlord and the woman from the rent supplement program. If all goes well, I might get the keys today... That's what I'm hoping.

Nightmare

I just woke up.
I was having a nightmare, that my ex-stepfather was trying to kill me. He was going to smother me with a pillow. I haven't even laid eyes on him in 14 years. So, I don't know where that came from. I woke up because I cried out, I yelled loudly MOM!! My Mom has passed, back in 2000. 

My Grizzly :)

My G. I love him so much.
He keeps me calm, centered.
He keeps me moving in the right direction.
He's having some troubles at the moment. His mother-in-law is elderly and not long for this world. It's sad, but it is part of life. I wish I could hold him and comfort him. I want to do whatever I can to ease his pain and help him through this.


Monday, 25 August 2014

It's late

The stars are out.
It's almost 2am.
I'm camping.
It's beautiful but sad.
My life is in such shambles.
So many memories creeping into my mind, unbidden, unwanted, unwelcome.
But they are powerful.

Sunday, 24 August 2014

Camping

Going camping with some family today. :). Can't wait to get there so I can swim. I love swimming.
Today has been a pretty good day so far. Not much contact with G. He's very busy. But. I did get to hear his voice.
Which I love.
I'm a nervous about camping too, because, my ex is on FB. And probably saw that I'm going. I'm always afraid he might show up. But it is unlikely.
I love camping, campfires, roasting marshmallows. ;)

Good Morning ;)

It is a good morning.
I did get to chat with G last night before I fell asleep. It calms me. Just to be connected to him.
I need his strength, his guidance, I know he wants the best for me.

He has requested that I stay off Fet, because of all the crap that my ex is posting. That it's not good for me to read that crap. And I agree and I will do my best to obey. It's hard though. I'm drawn to it, wanting to see what he's writing, where his mind is.  KC read some of his posts, he said most were incoherent. Yes. That is how he is. KC agrees with G.

Saturday, 23 August 2014

On my own tonight

My Sir is busy tonight. And didn't have time for me today either. Well I guess that isn't entirely true. We did spend a short time on the phone this morning.
He has other responsibilities. I do get it. And its his wife. She's important.

But that leaves me on my own. So I start feeling lonely. Start missing having someone to hold me. It does make me envious. Not over G. But just, envious that she has a man who loves her and takes such good care of her. I wish I had a man like that. I mean. I guess I did. But he was driving me crazy, and no sex. But seriously did I fuck up, should I have just stayed with my H. If I had just agreed to his conditions. *sigh* Anyway. Its too late.
Now that he has broken my nose and pretty much tried to kill me, there's no going back. I am very afraid of him.

So where do I go from here.
Alone for a while. Even though I'm lonely, I would not want to get into a relationship with anyone rig gt now. No need to inflict this craziness on someone else.

G has said, I am his until/if I decide to leave. And that if I do start looking for a new Dom, someone close to me, that they must meet his approval, to which I agree. I don't think it would be a good idea for him to release me and send me back out among the wolves.

It's been a sad day.
I might be losing my income, and my meds.
I called G to talk about it this morning but he was in a hurry to go out, needed to get things done. It made me sad, I felt like a bother/a burden, and honestly, I am. It's always something with me. *sigh*
I miss the beginning.
I miss the happiness I used to feel.
I miss that intense feeling of submission. I don't feel it very often.
I think I'm just under way too much stress.
I do know, after being with G at the apartment, after he makes me cum... a lot... I am, well, my mind is, quieter. It's odd.
I wonder is it the physical exertion?
Something about the sexual release?
Him Dominating me?
Me submitting?
Is it just that a man is paying attention to me, a man saying he wants me?
*sigh*
Then I think, I'm losing him anyway.
When we first met he said he very rarely had sex with his with wife, and that he needed the release and that's why he has me (and I guess his baby girls, I don't know, I mean, I don't know if he cums with them).
At any rate, now his wife is giving him sex every Sat. (Hence, he's busy today). So as she gives him what he needs, he will no longer need me. :(.

Then there is another concern.
If she was to find out.
If, she didn't just leave him, at the very least she would make him give up all his "dirty little secrets" she's not going to understand how dangerous that would be for me, nor should she care, I am the Jezebel. I am the home wrecker, or at least that's what I would be if she ever found out.
And then his baby girls, I don't know how dependent on him they are. I wonder if/ how they would handle it if he had to leave us behind. It's actually kind of irresponsible, when you think about it, I mean, to encourage us to be utterly his, depending on him so much, and knowing he may, any day, leave us.
I guess, though, when you really think about it, it would be similar to him dying. We would be alone, without him. But somehow, it's different. I guess because dying would not be his choice. Leaving us to save his marriage (which is the only reasonable choice) would be voluntary on his part.
LOL
I am very good at imaging all the bad things that can happen. lol.
*sigh*

Friday, 22 August 2014

What is takes to own or dominate a submissive


By Roxie_Rocks

What is takes to own or dominate a submissive
I found this one the internet and thought it was worth sharing.
If you are truly going to own and dominate a woman, you must understand her.
They are motivated by a deep desire to please. When you ask a “vanilla” woman what to do, she will sometimes reply “whatever you want”, which is simply annoying. However, you must understand that phrase for what it is from a submissive. She wants more than anything to please you. Whatever plans or ideas she had on her schedule, if she can make you happy she will be more fulfilled than doing whatever she wanted to do for herself. You must understand that phrase for what it is.
Now, this can easily become abuse. Every submissive woman I have ever personally known has been through a number of abusive relationships. She gives and men take and take and it becomes abusive. Weak men with self-esteem issues are often drawn to these women, which compounds the problem. It takes enormous strength and experience to take from a woman like this (which is what she needs) without abusing her. Your job is to soak up all her love and affection and attention, help her find ways to please you, while supporting and strengthening her as a person. This takes wisdom, experience, and, I believe, some age. I cannot imagine a 20 year old guy being a successful “dom” in any real sense of the word.
When you find her, she will likely have things in her past she is not proud of, and you may not be either. That doesn’t matter. You must accept her exactly as she is, with all of her flaws, imperfections and mistakes and you must never hold them against her. If you are worthy of the task, she will be transformed by her relationship with you… practically an alchemical transformation… lead into gold was only a metaphor for transformation you know? It was always about transforming the common and the broken into the sublime. If you can’t accept her, you can’t have her.
She needs to understand and to come to trust that you are not like the people who have hurt her in her past. She has developed complex coping and self-protective mechanisms. If you would possess her, you must strip them away and this takes time, love and persistence. If you do not do that, then your relationship will be a sham because you don’t have her, you have the face she has prepared to protect herself from the outside world. She will naturally subjugate her desires to yours. In my opinion, you have a sacred responsibility to build her up and to strengthen her as a person. Again, you better have the wisdom and experience to do this… if not, find your way together, but be honest with her that you cannot give her what she needs.
A continuation of the above point: not every submissive is a masochist… often they are, but not always. New and wanna-be Doms need to be told this because if she sees you want to beat her even if she doesn’t want it, she won’t say no. In my opinion, if you find a woman you really care about, you need to do a lot of work understanding what makes her tick, and that does take work. My girl, for instance, literally could not answer the question “what do you want?” when we started talking. Could not answer it. You do not realize how difficult that question can be for a natural submissive, but you need to teach her how to think about it and answer it sometimes.
Above all… above all other things… be honest with her. In a relationship like this, trust is the one thing that cannot be repaired. If you damage it, you’re done. You also need to be aware that most of these women (in my experience) have an uncanny sixth sense. They are actually or very nearly psychic and will read all of your communications on every level. Don’t lie to them. It’s not worth it and once they catch you in a single lie, you now go into the same pile of “men who hurt her” and you will never truly be trusted again. There is no depression or sorrow that can compare to what happens when you hurt or disappoint one of these women. Make sure you understand the responsibility you are assuming when you begin a relationship. On the other hand, they are capable of loving on a level that you probably cannot even begin to comprehend.
Again let me say this clearly: you have tremendous, profound and sacred responsibility for and to this woman. Don’t fuck around with this lightly.
This post is not about sex. Done properly, neither is your relationship with her.
One last point… if you are ever fortunate enough to meet a natural submissive who is at a point in her life where she can give herself to you, and if you have within yourself what it takes to master her… well… there is no force in the universe like what you are about to experience. Be forewarned because you cannot possibly be prepared.

A Quote

To my Darling Dom...

"For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul." 
~ Judy Garland

Thursday, 21 August 2014

I'm not the only one.

Marc's song...

"I'm Not The Only One"

You and me, we made a vow
For better or for worse
I can't believe you let me down
But the proof's in the way it hurts

For months on end I've had my doubts
Denying every tear
I wish this would be over now
But I know that I still need you here

[Chorus:]
You say I'm crazy
'Cause you don't think I know what you've done
But when you call me baby
I know I'm not the only one

You've been so unavailable
Now sadly I know why
Your heart is unobtainable
Even though Lord knows you kept mine

[Chorus:]
You say I'm crazy
'Cause you don't think I know what you've done
But when you call me baby
I know I'm not the only one

I have loved you for many years
Maybe I am just not enough
You've made me realize my deepest fear
By lying and tearing us up

[Chorus 2x:]
You say I'm crazy
'Cause you don't think I know what you've done
But when you call me baby
I know I'm not the only one

I know I'm not the only one
I know I'm not the only one
And I know...
I know I'm not the only one

Messages I want to keep

I'm just wondering. Is there anything else that you've lied to me about? I'm not upset. I'm just wondering. You once told me that you only cum with me.... (and your wife of course). Is that true? It's not about whether you do cum with your baby girls or not that's not an issue. I just want honesty and if that was a lie I just want you to tell me the truth. Please, Tell me the truth, the whole truth, always. No matter what.

I mean. You are the one who offered that information, that you only cum with me, I didn't ask. So there was no need to tell me, and certainly no need to lie about it. Please understand, lying to me, misleading me THAT is worse than cheating on me.

Yes. It is possible to cheat on a submissive. And it's possible even in truly poly relationships. You have to respect me enough to allow me to choose for myself what I can accept and what is a deal breaker. If you truly want to keep me then you simply do what's necessary to achieve that. If cumming with another woman becomes more important to you than "us" than, you need to be honest with me about that.

Asking for, even demanding, honesty is not Domming you. It's merely expecting to be treated with common decency.

Wednesday, 20 August 2014

Tuesday, 19 August 2014

Submission and Obedience

There is a huge difference between submission and obedience.
I can and have been obedient to my H.
It is no where near the same thing as submission in the BDSM sense.

Monday, 18 August 2014

Thinking

Doing a lot of thinking.
Mostly about my H.
About all that I've lost.
I'm sleeping on a little single bed in a room full of kids toys.
I miss my apartment.
I miss my semi-independence.
I miss my H making coffee in the morning.
I miss his hugs.
I miss his love.
Everything is so hard. Laundry, dishes, eating. So much work.

But. I don't see any way that it could work. Not after him attacking me like he did.
What if next time no one is there to stop him.
Am I really stupid enough to take that chance. Sigh

Friday, 15 August 2014

Sadness

Overwhelming me.
Fighting back the tears.
It all seems hopeless.
I am so very tired.
And all alone.
So much to do, and so much pain.
Tiredness.
Wanting to give up.

This Morning

This morning I was with G.
I think he really loved my story.
He came 3 times. ;)
I'm very glad he liked it.
Hearing him was truly amazing.
I like that he was so turned on.
It made me feel useful.

He's very busy today.
No time for me really.
He was in a hurry to get me off the phone. I'm feeling pretty lonely. Kind of sad and lost.

I miss my husband. So much.
I wish I could talk with him.
I know, it probably wouldn't turn out well. It never did.
But still.
It's the little things.
The way he made me coffee every morning.
When he used to tuck the covers around me to keep me warm.
Laughing.
Holding me when I cry.
That's when I used to trust him not to hurt me.
But I know I have to accept that, that part of my life is over.
He could snap at any time and kill me. I'm afraid of him.
But still. I miss him.

So quiet

G is so quiet.
I mean I know he's at music but, he usually always sends me a message, a kiss, something.

No sex today.
He says he wasn't with anyone else. And that he has to take his T tomorrow so he's tired.

But I mean. It's text. He could send me something just to make me feel better. He knows I'm missing him.
It just occurred to me.
Perhaps I am putting too much pressure on him.
Perhaps I'm smothering him and I need to back off... If I can.
I know, I am a very needy and clingy submissive. That's who I am.

I wish he would just come home. I wish he would read my story.
I wish I could hear his voice.
I hate going to sleep feeling like this. Feeling choked up. Feeling lonely. I know that just a word from him would make it all, all right.

Thursday, 14 August 2014

ETERNITY

This is my fantasy that although is completely within the realm of possibility, will never become a reality.

It's been three months since the most amazing event of my life. My Sir came to visit me for the very first time. We've only met in person that once. We've been in a LDR for almost two years.

It was the day my Sir collared me. It was a simple but beautiful ceremony. (I reach up to touch the elegant yet simple collar that is fastened around my neck). It really was beautiful. I was led down the aisle by my Mentor. He loosely held the end of a silver chain that was clipped to a plain leather collar. (It had been my training collar).
I was wearing only that and a simple white robe tied at the waist with a silver cord. To begin the ceremony and as a symbol of my absolute trust, I silently untied the cord and removed the simple white robe I was wearing. Now completely exposed and vulnerable, I stood before him naked, my eyes to the floor. Slowly, I then lowered myself to a kneeling postion and laid my hands, palms up, on my knees. (This part of it did not require speech. For by assuming this submissive position, in front of the community, it was understood that I was  offering myself to him.) It was now up to him to accept (or not). He took the lead leash from my Mentor, who then unfastened it from the training collar and removed the collar from my neck. This meant he accepted my gift. I was trembling, but it wasn't from the cold. Though I knew him and was deeply in love with him, this was the first time I'd ever been in his physical presence. I could barely breathe.
He reached down and gently lifted my chin. My skin prickled, my eyes closed, I was suddenly shy.
"Julie, my beloved submissive, open your eyes." he gently commanded.
Upon hearing his voice for the first time, without electronic assistance, my body responded. A rush washed over me. I felt weak. I obeyed. (of course) and my deep brown eyes were met with the most beautiful blue eyes I'd ever seen. Only ever having viewed them on a computer screen, I was lost in his gaze.  I took in a deep breath, and was mesmerized by his powerful masculinity.  The whole experience was exhilarating.

He then gently leaned down and fastened the most beautiful collar I had ever seen, around my neck.
It was official! I was his!
With a smooth, seemingly effortless, motion he lifted me up into his arms, holding me close,  and carried me away. Although I am an exhibitionist, this time, our first time to physically be together, he had already said, would be private, just the two of us.

This night I would finally be claimed by the Master I loved. And this same night when I gave myself to him he also gave me the most precious gift he had to give.

He laid me gently on the bed. There would be time for S&M play later, I knew. He had made it clear to me that the first time he would claim me it would be done with passion, but also love, tenderness. He said it was important for me to feel the depth of his love for me before he could give me the glorious pain that I craved.
"You are now mine, completely." he said as a statement not a question.
"Yes Sir." I somehow managed through my happy tears.
"And, just so you know what's going to happen to you, I intend to breed you, tonight." he paused. Then continued, "Do you understand?" I nodded. "I didn't hear you," his tone had changed slightly. I knew what he expected of me.
"Yes Sir," I barely managed.
Many times he had told me that he considered
a submissive's willingness to allow her Dom to impregnate her to be the ultimate act of surrender.
My mind wasn't processing very quickly, what with the rush of emotions I was feeling. But I remember thinking, just then, that I now understood why he was asking all those questions about my cycle.
I shivered with excitement, I had not expected this. However, the prospect of him filling me with his sperm and impregnating me was very hot for me. It was a scenario we had played out many times over the phone and computer during our times together. 
I was already wet just being near him, but at those words I felt the heat between my legs intensify. I felt the warmth of my juices starting to trickle downward. All I could think about was having him fuck me, his cock deep inside me, touching my cervix, and then releasing his load and filling me full of his seed. I was his property, I had agreed to wear his collar, and that meant that I was his to do with as he pleased,  including impregnating me.
I opened my mind, my heart and my body to him willingly and completely and he claimed what was his.

Present day:

(I unconsciously placed my hand on my slightly rounded tummy)
Very soon, well, in 7 months, I will give birth to my Master's baby. A baby girl.  According to the ultrasound.
I will raise her pretty much on my own, although I know he will visit, and provide for her as much as he can. Never the less, she will know, without a doubt, that she is loved by him and by me. She was conceived in pure  love and raised with an abundance of love.

She shall be called "Eternity".

Today I'm in love

My heart is bursting with love for this man I have never met.
He gives me so much.
He makes me feel beautiful and sexy, desirable.
He gives me strength when I'm about to give up.
He calms my confused mind and keeps me moving forward.
He is and has been my rock.
I believe him that he is in love with me too. I'm starting to trust him again.
I would love to put my arms around him and kiss him good morning.
I'd love to take care of him.
I will do whatever I can to add to his joy and happiness.
He has my heart.
I give it freely.
I trust him not to break it.
There are just no words powerful enough to describe how I feel.

Wednesday, 13 August 2014

25 minutes

One right after the other.
I need a new couch!
LOL

Now I understand , Why, I used to wish my husband would die.

Women Who Wish Their Spouses Would Die

Women Who Wish Their Spouses Would Die

By Dr. Margaret Paul
October 26, 2009

Do you secretly hope your spouse will die? Do you feel awful for feeling this way? You are not alone! Discover the way out of the trap you are in.

"I feel awful saying this," Mary told me during one of our phone counseling sessions, "but I often wish my husband would die. I feel like a terrible person saying this, but I think about it a lot."

"I hear this fairly often," I responded. "You are thinking this, not because you are a terrible person, but because you feel trapped and you don't know how to get out of the trap."

"But my husband is a really nice person and he loves me. Yet all I want to do is get away."

Mary consulted with me because she was deeply depressed. Through our work together, it became apparent that Mary had completely lost herself in her marriage. While her husband was a "nice" person, he was also a very needy person who took no responsibility for his own feelings and needs. Mary felt constantly pulled on to fill him up and make him feel okay about himself. She was exhausted and drained. 

Angie, another one of my clients, also fantasized about her husband dying. Angie's husband was not nice like Mary's husband.  Instead he was an angry, blaming man who often attacked Angie for not doing what he wanted her to do. Angie was emotionally battered and bruised from the constant verbal abuse, and not only fantasized about her husband dying, but often had suicidal thoughts. 

Why didn't these women leave rather than wish their husbands would die or think about killing themselves?

Sometimes women don't leave because of money, and sometimes because of children, but this was not the case with either of Mary or Angie. Mary and Angie wouldn't leave because they felt completely responsible for their husband's feelings. They knew that even if they left, they would still feel responsible. In their minds the only way out for them was for them to kill themselves or for their husbands to die. 

Fortunately, there is another way out of feeling so trapped. The way out is to let go of responsibility for others' feelings and start to take responsibility for their own feelings. However, for many people, this is a huge challenge. 

Both Mary and Angie had been deeply programmed as children to be caretakers. Their sense of worth was completely tied into being "selfless", which they equated with being loving. In their minds, taking care of themselves instead of caretaking others was selfish - and therefore wrong. The thought of taking care of themselves rather than caretaking their husbands left them feeling unbearably guilty. This is what was causing them to feel so trapped.

Through their Inner Bonding work with me, Mary and Angie discovered that caretaking is a form of control - that rather than loving their husbands, they were giving themselves up to get approval or avoid disapproval. They were shocked to realize that they, like their husbands, were also making their husbands responsible for their feelings.

Through practice, they gradually learned to take responsibility for their own feelings and let go of responsibility for their husband's feelings. They learned to take time for themselves, speak up for themselves, and trust their own feelings. In the course of learning to love themselves, they found that they could express love to their husbands without taking responsibility for their husband's feelings. The more they let go of responsibility for their husband's feelings, the freer they felt to love themselves and love their husbands. 

Without their wives constantly taking responsibility for them, both their husbands gradually learned to take more responsibility for themselves. 

Both Mary and Angie are still married to their same husbands and they no longer feel trapped, drained, or depressed - and they no longer want their husbands to die!

In Love

Me:
Please tell me the truth... even if you think it might hurt me... I know you love me, but, are you "in love" with me Bill? I know you once said you were. I need to know this.

Him:
Julie I am in love with you. Nothing has changed and you need to stay close beside your rock. Do you understand me Julie?

Tuesday, 12 August 2014

So funny

A mutual ex-friend has said I Dom Grizz. Too funny.
She was very nasty. Yuck!

Proud of myself

I just want to give myself a little pat on the back. I'm very proud of the way I handled my emotions last night. If I do say so myself. LOL. :-) I was on the edge of a melt down. But I kept it together.

He called back

We're all good. ;)

sad/conflicted trying to stay in control

I am so upset. And sad and frustrated. I am doing my best not cry and to stay in control...
Which means NOT send him a million messages.
It was so good, such a good day.
Then he asks if I want him to call to say goodnight. I needed his comforting. His love.
So he calls, but he wasn't with me he was a million miles away. He wasn't even paying attention to my words. I was an inconvenience so it seemed.
Now I feel empty. Hollow. Like I'm nothing to him.
I know that's ridiculous. But it's so hard to stay calm.
I tried to tell him. I didn't have the right words.
I know I didn't do a very good job.
I needed some gentle caring, some loving attention after this afternoon. I feel guilty for complaining.
I'm afraid I'm headed for a bad sub drop. I'm fighting to hold on, to not cry. Tears are burning the backs of my eyes.
How could he not know what I needed.
Now I can't even talk to him. His wife needs him.
Those precious few minutes.
They were supposed to be MINE!!!

He was so distant. :( I tried to be patient, it's so awful.
I wish he hadn't called.

OK no more getting so worked up on Mondays because there's no time for after care. And me having bad sub drop is Not good for either of us.

I sent him this message....

I did not communicate well. I was not complaining. I was trying to tell you what I needed. I failed. I didn't use the right words. I needed some gentle caring, some loving words from you after this afternoon. There was no aftercare and I do understand why. But then tonight...You were not with me on that phone call. I am using all of the self control I have to try to send you this message without sounding whiny and without causing you grief. I don't want to do that. But I do want to let you know where I am. I will try very hard not to be upset tonight or tomorrow. I'm not promising but I'll do my best. I had to at least tell you so that I can try to forget about it and just go to sleep. I don't expect you to do anything or even respond tonight. I just needed to tell you. I love you Bill.💋💜 Your Julie.

Monday, 11 August 2014

My submission

I think I will sleep tonight.
It's been a long day.
I did get a lot done.
And G gave me a fucking amazing orgasm!
His voice. His tone. Reprimanding me for "playing" (not cumming - i won't break that rule) without him. It was amazing. He put me into that submissive mindset that I crave. Where all I want is to please him.
It's such a rush. Even now when I remember his voice his words... "I am the Dom here, I am in charge" And I don't even remember everything he said. I just remember the amazing way he made me feel.
Like a drug. Completely under his control. Which is exactly what I want.
I haven't felt these really strong submissive feelings in a long while.
Perhaps it has to do with all the crap I've been through.

Men. *sigh*

I sometimes do slip into a submissive mindset when he makes it clear that he wants me and is about to have me, but many times I find it hard to stay there.
Not really sure why, one theory is that not only do I have to submit but he must dominate. I don't need choices. He doesn't need to ask my permission.

I think I might talk to him about Sir. I mean about him enforcing my calling him Sir. I would just start doing it all the time, on my own, but, I'm unsure if he's comfortable with that. So I want to talk with him about it first.

I want to learn to be more submissive. To be an obedient submissive. I'm not sure how to learn that though.

Fuck!!

That is all.

I miss him

I miss my husband.
How can I just move on without him?
It hurts.

I just want to say - I want this

I want to be the girl in the story.
I want to be bound face down, bent over, naked.
I want to be flogged and teased and fucked like she was!
I want you to take me there with your words and your voice.
I need this.

Happy today... But then...

I've gone to workout. Feeling good, strong, pretty.

Then... These thoughts creep in... It so sucks... So I thought perhaps if I wrote it down...

When we first got together, when I first gave myself to G... His voice could make me wet. I wanted only to be his. Then he lied. He broke his word to me, he hurt me very badly. Even though I have forgiven him. It makes me angry that he did that because it made it so much harder for me to submit to him fully. It made me question my value as a woman. We had only just met, and within a few months he had a secret account and a new submissive. It made me feel unimportant. Like I am not enough of a woman for him or any man, like I was not interesting enough to hold his attention for even a few months. He did not understand the damage he did to me.

It's been a long road back.
I'm slowly starting to feel better again. He has proven himself to be my rock, that he won't abandon me for someone new. He has proven that he truly loves me and values me.
I am his.
I want to be.

Now... That's done.
They are out of my head!
And I'm not going to let those bad memories take any more of my happiness!!!

I belong to G.
I am his possession.
He is my Sir.
And I love him deeply.
We are together.
He gives me the strength to carry on when I have none.
That's what matters.
Yesterday is gone.

Reasons

This is to remind me of why I left and why I can NEVER go back...

Put downs that he said to me...

No other man would ever want you.
You're like a dog in heat.
You're sick (for being kinky)
With these glasses I can see, your face has a lot of blemishes.
What I'm doing is more important than you.

Not paying attention to anything I had to say, always being in his own little world.
Talking incessantly about nothing, and being angry when I wouldn't listen for hours.
Refusing to give me sex.

Still Awake

Can't seem to get settled tonight. So much emotion.
And, it's hot! I feel like my feet are on fire.
I find it hard to sleep when it's so hot. I like the room to be cool enough to need a blanket.

This too shall pass
I know that it's true, it will pass.
But
Tonight
I'm lonely
Sleep eludes me
My mind is unsettled
Worry sets in
Fear threatens to consume me
A lump in my throat
Tears falling from my eyes
The pain works it's way up from the pit of my stomach
Gagging me
Emotional pain
Mental confusion
Trudging through this dark night
Not seeing any light to run towards
But
I hear
Your voice
Guiding me through the dark
Telling me to follow you
That you know the way
I follow the sound
I strain to hear,
Your voice gets faint
I fall behind
Then I hear you loud and clear
Beside me
You've come back for me
Yet again
Slowly I begin to believe
Believe that you will not leave me behind
In the dark
All alone
Focus on you, you say.
Your voice gentle, comforting
I listen
I follow

Saturday, 9 August 2014

Thoughts from today

It's 9:15. I'm lying in bed, thinking of you and of our wonderful afternoon. It was very hot for me to know that you could see me gushing... mmm very hot. To be completely exposed to you, so vulnerable to you. I've wanted to show you that for a long time.

I would write you directly but I know you're busy now. And I already take up a great deal of your time.

Being with you today was amazing, talking with you after was equally amazing. I do love you so. And I do know that you love me. Why else would you stick around.

Someday I may have to give you up. Someday I may choose that, I know, but that day is not today.

You keep me going forward and you keep me grounded. I believe I would be in much danger without your guidance. I do think I would go Dom crazy again. Even though it bugs me. I mean, I think I should have more control over myself than that. But I have to admit, it's one of my weaknesses. I am or at least I can be .... led down dangerous roads by my own sexual and submissive desires. As long as I have a Dom, who's rule is that I don't have sex or play with others, I feel relatively safe about being able to control myself. I only need to submit to him and he gives me direction and strength. Not to mention very satisfying sex. *sigh*
Such a lovely day!

I did get a small pang of insecurity today... I read a comment he made on Fet. To "her". It was truly nothing big, nothing even sexual but my heart smarted when I read her name in his comment. This time, instead of acting like an insane asylum escapee, I just messaged him saying I needed to hear him tell me loved me. He did. And. It worked. It settled me and from then on I was very happy again. I was able to push the unfounded unhappy jealous insecurities to the back of my mind and not dwell on them and not blow things out of proportion. It's odd how that worked.

He's so sweet to me. Such a kind and gentle soul. Although I'm sure he would not be so gentle when he's fucking me. lol. Which is perfectly OK with me. (grin) Actually I prefer a man to be forceful and take control. Hence I'm submissive and he is my Dom. I want to be told what to do.
I did like today, when he was forcing me to say what I would do to his cock. I was very into it.
I'm Not sure if I would like that all the time though.
I didn't tell him that I was having jealous feelings... Rather than complain or whine about it,  I reached out to him for comfort and reassurance. Which he freely and readily gave me. Maybe he is in-love with me after all. I don't know for sure.
But I do know,
I am his.
That's what I want to be.
And that I love him so much that sometimes it hurts.

Reeling from reality

So many things going through my head right now. I'm just still reeling from all that's happened since January.
I'm still with G, we've had a tumultuous love affair to be sure. I just can't quit him. I'm addicted.
If I think about ending it, I start to panic, I don't think I can handle that. At least not right now. G says, he loves me, I think he does but I'm not sure that he's in-love with me. It seems as though he's quite willing to end our relationship, it doesn't seem like it would bother him at all. He would just move on to the next one. I guess that is a healthy attitude, but, it does seem that it prevents a deeper emotional connection.
He gives me a lot. He tries his best. I do know that. I do find it challenging to be able to submit to him sometimes. Perhaps it's just me, learning to be a submissive. I don't know. I think he lacks knowledge of the lifestyle, of D/s dynamics, of the seriousness of sending a sub into sub space, it's not the same thing as just feeling vulnerable after sex, I know because I've experienced both. And it can be dangerous for the submissive if a Dom takes her there, but then doesn't know how to bring her back safely. I think perhaps that's one of the reasons I was having such severe sub drop before. He didn't understand the necessity of bringing me back to reality slowly and gently. In real time my Dom would hold me and comfort me that way. He can't, he can only use his presence, his words to comfort me. He has taken that to heart and he no longer leaves me so quickly. But, he did, the other day, start sending a text, immediately after we finished. He did, I think, realize the affect that might have on me, and he stopped. He said it was to his wife, well first he said lover, perhaps it was. I never know if he's telling me the truth or lying to spare my feelings, you know, so I won't get upset.
The painful truth is always better than a pleasant lie.
But anyway, he realized what he was doing, making me share My time with him with another woman, and he stopped. I was very impressed that he, in that instance, put my needs before his.
I think he is naturally dominant, but I do think he lacks some knowledge of how to be a Dom to a submissive. The psychological impact that a Dom has over a sub. It's not just a vanilla relationship. A sub willingly gives up her control, her will, to her Dom. She becomes dependent on him to make the right decisions for her. If a Dom releases a sub, it can do ever lasting detrimental emotional and psychological damage. It's not a game. Does he understand that? I'm not sure.

Tuesday, 5 August 2014

I do miss him

Staying with my nephew and his family. It's not ideal. But I'm hopeful to have an apartment soon.

M misses me he told my daughter he cries everyday. He wants me back, right now, but that feeling may not last. I do miss him. Sigh.

Saturday, 2 August 2014

Feeling so good

Just hung up from G. We had an amazing camming session. This time I'm going to hold myself together. I'm determined not to let myself get all emotional over anything.
As long as he's giving me what I need. And he is. Then I have nothing to complain about.
Today he said, "I own you, Julie" and it's true, he does own me.
I belong to him.
I am his.
I want to be his.
I choose to be his.
I love being his.
I adore my Grizzly.

Him


I was just with G. Over the phone. It was so good to have him claim me. After my weepy morning. I feel so much better. More secure. It's all good.
I want to be a good girl for him.
I need to eat breakfast.
Go to the pool.
Go work on the apartment.
I'm secretly hoping I get to be with him again there.
He's going to be busy tonight tomorrow and most of Monday. So I have to be strong.
I seriously don't care what he does with others, not losing what I have with him is more important. Will this new attitude last? I don't know. I hope so.

Love. Kisses. To my Sir

Grow Up...

G told me he wants me to grow up, he was angry, but I know he meant it. He views my jealous insecurities as childish behavior. I know that he believes that. That I am acting childish. And perhaps I am. But. I would like to see how he would react if his wife was flirting with men the way he does with women. He would be jealous, I think and perhaps behave badly. He says he loves me, well I know he does, in his own way, but then seemingly is quite willing to let me go, or rather make me go if I show jealousy. I know, I flipped out over nothing, and I'm not even sure why. I mean who cares if they post on his wall, who cares if they flirt with him, as long as he's still giving me what I need. Why should I care? I shouldn't. There's no need.

After almost losing him I'm back to feeling extremely panicky and insecure. Like he might decide to leave me at any minute, or if I do or say something wrong.
I have to be careful. I just can't bare to lose him. I am so afraid. Afraid of losing myself back into sub frenzy. Afraid of being all alone.
He always says, "I'm not perfect, I guarantee you I will let you down" well, I'm not perfect either.
Sometimes though it seems that he believes that saying those words makes it OK to hurt me, and Jess. Crim doesn't care what he does or with who. I wish I was more like her. I don't know how to do that. How do I just stop being jealous. To me that would mean that I have stopped loving him. I don't know.
But I do know one thing, I will never ever express my jealousy to him again. Or at least I will try not to.
Honestly,  I don't care what he does with anyone else anymore. All I care about is that he doesn't release me.