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Gettin over it ... moving on

Posted by shibarir on February 5, 2011 at 12:25 PM

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Doing better, After having such a shitty day on Thursday.  I got up, I did laundry , did housework.  I even laughed.  I went on a lunch date.. nothing major ... it was .. interesting.  I also finished my homework for the sub-mentoring program.  
I am pretty much in a self destruct mode so ... when I get like this I decide to become uber truthful . I contacted my friend Julie and I gave her my truth. I have been slowly but surely integrating parts of my life. People either accept or reject it.... she didn't reject me.

 As far as Mr. Abbott (formerly known as the wareagle) -He promised he would call Monday.. but he hasn't and deep down I knew that he wouldn't.  He has made his choice.. He has someone prettier... or younger or can fuck better.. and good for him.  I told him that I would not wait forever... nor am I a fool 3 times. Seriously WHO does this to people? When HE called crying in December telling me how his life was such a mess. How he was tired of living the way he did.. wow he suckered me . I should have known he was lying his lips were moving.  Apparently the truth is ... he was between fuck-toys.   He got what he  wanted and now there is a new fuck toy.  I wish her luck. He is really good at making you feel important for a time. Making you feel special and loved and needed. Until he gets bored and his attention goes somewhere else.  He will tell everyone that I turned my back on him... that I stopped emailing , texting and calling him... and he can do that. He has to make himself look better. Truthfully... I don't care what he tells people .. or how he has to make himself feel better about himself. I will probably get a text telling me he hasn't heard from me so he has made other plans. To that I say "whatthefuckever"  
Because as far as I am concerned - I had a funeral on Thursday. It was sad- I cried .. I grieved... I threw whatever kind of fit needed to happen ... and he is dead... and people don't come back from the dead.... and I don't dig up bones.  ..And this... will be the last appearance he makes in this blog.  buh -bye Mr. Abbott..  I hope you find what you are looking for .. and I hope that you finally find someone who can tame your nomadic heart. But I guarantee you will never find someone who loved you as completely as I did..
I went to the munch and power exchange last night . I met some interesting people and ran into my Mistress Karen... ::squeee:: I haven't seen her in FOREVER. Today is her birthday so I will be seeing her again. I am going to her birthday party we will be seeing a dragqueen show, and dancing and then I get to take her birthday spankings.  We had a good time talking and it was sooo good to see her. She loves on me like a daughter. I like that. (that and she tells me i am a good girl all the time )  
After the munch I headed over to PE to meet Rozzi and all my other D/s friends. I went and sat down in the dungeon area with Miss. Sage , and Miss Bit. Rozzie got on the cross to scene with Guardian. Who sessioned her with a mini dragontail (like the one I bought Mistress Karen for her birthday from the kinky geek) . What a great scene. ! We all laughed at one point because he took the handle of the dragontail and dug it into the back of her thigh. Guardian asked if she liked it and she said "yes"  to which he said "what do you like?" and she said " I like it all" and he said "me too it makes my dick hard" omg we were all rolling.   After a little bit , everyone went into another room and I stayed to watch the toy bags for everyone. (i am such a good girl)  there was drama afoot when a sissy bitch breached protocol with one of the Domme's and had made an appointment with her and another Domme.  ::hello!::  something you do NOT do.
I sat quietly and then Miss Bit came over , she said "ohh look at our good girl taking such good of our things. you should be rewarded"  To which I smiled and said "thank you" She left and came back and had me stand at the St. Andrews Cross and she single tail whipped me  and flogged me... ::sighs:: I love flogging ... Afterwards she gladly applied vampire gloves to my skin... ::shivers::  I LOVE VAMPIRE GLOVES... She ran them over my back ... over my shoulders and breasts... and all my tickle spots which about sent me over the roof. She also took a knife and ran over my throat and shoulders.   We took a break, and I was sitting there and Vampire Knight came and sat down we were talking. (I love love love love love to watch him florentine flog)   We had a good conversation .. I was so flippin high off my own endorphins that I could barely keep my eyes open . He sat and laughed at me .. um with me. By that time it was 2 am .. and I had to get home. I was exhausted and driving all the way to Henderson ... is .. a LONG way.  Plus I had to get up and get moving I have boot camp Sunday and I have to make pinwheels ... chocolate chip cookies ... and a couple candles.  (for my Mistress Karen)   Plus I need to get in mental mode to take her 58 birthday spankings from whoever spanks me .. ::yikes::
So this is my life.. and yeah I have snags.. but I have a pretty fucking cool life.. Those that want in on that.. know how to find me . 
*the above statement does not apply to ex husbands or douchebag exboyfriends... 

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05:37 PM on February 05, 2011 
Now this is more like it. XO

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