Gifts

My gifts from Sir arrived in the mail the other day. One pink butt plug and one ben wa ball. The butt plug is VERY nice--It is a Doc Johnson one with a sort of handle and narrowed end that leads to the handle...so it will stay in. Which it does. Sir told me I could try one of them out last night, but only one. I chose the butt plug. I put it in and walked around, shocked that it actually stayed in. He made me go downstairs and then come back upstairs to see if it would stay, and it did. I'm so excited. I think he will make me wear it this weekend when we go shopping.

Tomorrow is skirt day...I am supposed to wear a skirt at least once a week to work and I have been slacking.

Since I seem to need more time to wake up in the morning, I am going to get up half an hour earlier tomorrow morning in the hopes of being awake enough to walk on the treadmill. I will also be bringing my ipod to work so that I can listen to music on my breaks and walk around outside, if it is nice. If not, I can walk around the corridors of the office. My lower back has been noticeably tighter and feels almost bruised--and I don't think that Sir is to blame. I sit at a desk almost all day, and I think maybe my ass muscles are atrophying or something. I'm going to look up a very SIMPLE (or I won't do it) yoga/stretch sequence for the mornings in the hopes of knocking the back pain out.

Apart from my complete and utter failure to do my damn workouts, I think that things are improving in terms of my submission. I really need to work out on Friday, if all else fails, because otherwise he won't let me wear my ben wa ball to work. Maybe he will join them together and let me wear both of them. That would make for an interesting day.

Gotta get some sleep if I plan on waking up early to get some treadmill time in tomorrow. Working on improving my bedtime ritual as well, and this shit takes time.

Always His,

His Lady Aurora

Almost Friday...

It is almost Friday...and that means that tomorrow, I get to wear my weekend collar and my ben wa ball to work. Yay!

Sir and I went shopping yesterday in InternetLand. I am spoiled. We ordered a butt plug that is supposed to be wearable under clothes (because he wants me to wear it out in public sometime), and a new, heavier ben wa ball. This new one is heavier than my current one and also can link to the current one and you can wear two at once. I'm looking forward to next week. *insert evil grin*

Sir and I were shopping in a real store last week, and they had a bin of clearance junk. He picked up a tennis ball on a strap for the dog, and threw it into the cart. When we got home and were unloading all the stuff, he playfully smacked my ass with it. Unfortunately, the dog lost her toy because its a very good ass-smacker. She never really saw it though, so I don't think she missed it. :)

Sir has decreed that I will start walking on the treadmill for half an hour in the mornings. This is partially because I have been saying that I would do that for weeks, partially because I know that I need to start being healthier, and partially because I am off my birth control and we are both trying to start making healthier choices. We had a discussion the other day, because Sir thinks that he has been gaining weight since changing jobs and I really want to lose some weight too. According to my BMI, I should weight about 50 pounds less than what I do. I think (and Sir agrees with me) that if I really weighed my optimal BMI weight, I would be creepy, nasty thin. I am happy with having curves, I just want CURVES, not pudge. My personal goal is to get down to a comfortable size 12 and/or maintain my current size in the event that I become pregnant. My current size, for full disclosure, is a 16 or a tight 14. Most of my pants are 14s, but they are so well-worn that they fit on non-bloaty days.

I think that being off my birth control is doing excellent things to my libido and helping my motivation as well. I don't drag quite as much and I feel really excited about getting things done. Maybe my thyroid meds are finally working...or they were reacting with my birth control and not being absorbed as well as they should have been. I'm hypothyroid, in case you haven't read my blog from now to the beginning (lol).

Gotta head to bed if I'm going to be up running marathons in the morning. Wish me luck!

Always His,

His Lady Aurora

Back in Blogland

I came home from work today (Sir had the day off) and found a list of instructions for the next two weekdays. I read each item, feeling very happy that Sir had taken an interest in D/s again, since he has been so GRRRRR lately...until I got to Friday. I am to wear a skirt to work...I am to wear my ben wa ball...and I am not allowed to wear underwear.

I'm not allowed to wear underwear. To work.

My submissive side is loving this, but my vanilla side is freaking out. I don't think I have ever not worn underwear in public. Ever.

Is it bad that I am super excited?

I don't care. I'm excited. Sir is back. Now I have to come back and put the s in the D/s. I've been slacking because he's been in such a crappy mood all the time...and that has put ME in a crappy mood.

Always His,

HLA

Saturday Night Fun

Sir woke me up with sex this morning, followed by an order to wear my ben wa balls, followed by a a few hours out doing whatever, followed by coming home to more sex. I was told to wear something more "appropriate" for a night of sexy time, so I put on one of my fancy nightgowns...and no underwear. Sir made me wear my collar for a few hours and tried putting the nipple clamps on my lady bits...which was disturbingly nice. I don't like the pinching feeling I got when he pulled them off, rather than unclamping them, but it was nice. I'm not going to lie.

This evening's activities include a bottle of wine and a movie...and probably some back door fun, if Sir gets his way and things cooperate.

I'm looking forward to it.

Always his,

HLA

Sir is Back

Not that he went anywhere, really. Just came back to the D/s "thing." The other day, he tied my hands up and made me get ready for bed whilst tied up. That was interesting. He was very impressed at my ability to prepare my toothbrush while tied up. When I was about to climb into bed (still tied up), he bent me over and had his way with me. It was fantastic.

Today, I went in to work for a few hours and Sir picked me up. He told me to take my seatbelt off, and when I asked why, he dropped the little silk bag with my ben wa ball in it into my lap. Put it in, he ordered. He had pulled into a parking garage, away from anyone who might be able to see, and I pulled my pants down in the front seat and slid it in. We stopped to get lunch from a drive through, and while we were waiting in line for our food, he turned to me and said "I want to fuck you and slap you later."

I'm intrigued. And horny. And wtf am I still doing on the computer??

Gotta go.

Always his,
His Lady Aurora

New Job Stress

My new job is affecting Sir and I more than I thought it would. I am now getting home after him, and he told me yesterday that it was very sad to come home to an empty house. I was very stressed yesterday after having filled out endless paperwork and having to get information that I didn't know I needed, and was very cranky and generally in a horrid mood. He told me this afternoon that he actually stayed downstairs after I went to bed because he didn't want to be in bed with me. That has not happened in a LONG time.

Today was much, much better. I got almost everything taken care of, and the stuff I need to correct can be done pretty much at my leisure. I actually got more into training for my actual job, and I really like it. Sir made dinner, which was reheating a huge platter of lasagna, but it feels strange to have him doing "my job" of making sure dinner is done. I don't really like it, but the alternative is to have dinner later in the evening, and since he gets up early, this causes problems. We are going to have to figure this out over the weekend because I enjoy cooking and I know Sir does not. Plus cooking is my job.

I have a feeling that this weekend is going to be very interesting in terms of sexy time. We haven't done anything in several days, and I am thinking of wearing my Ben Wa ball to work on Friday. Maybe I will plan a date day.

Sir is instructing me to make coffee to go along with dessert and I must obey.

Always His,
HLA

On the Right Track

After our discussion the other day, Sir and I are doing much better in terms of the D/s dynamic. I still haven't given him my explanation of what I am looking for out of this, but I feel like I may not need to anymore. It's like something clicked and now he gets it. :)

He has given me some orders for this week. I am to wear my butt plug for one hour each day this week, with proof being shown to him upon his arrival home--meaning it needs to be going in or coming out when he is present. I am to wear skirts or dresses Thursday and Friday and be "ready and waiting" when he comes home from work. I think I am going to go all in and start kneeling. Not sure if he will like this or not, but I think he will like it. Especially if he is in the right mood. Wink. I am also to wear my Ben Wa ball all day on Friday, being able to remove them only if they interfere with the plug. Haven't worn them both, so we aren't sure if they will be a problem. I am also to move up to the medium sized plug on Friday. The final request is for me to buy new underwear. The stuff I have is very old and not very sexy. This is to be everyday underwear, but something nice.

Sir ordered me to suck him yesterday afternoon, and then wanted to have sex--I wasn't really in the mood and told him this when he asked why I didn't seem as into it as I usually am. I said I was neutral but if he wanted to use me, go ahead. He was hesitant, but after I assured him it was ok, that the idea of him just using me was turning me on, he went ahead and took care of himself. I think that was the only time we have ever messed around where I haven't finished. I told him I had a mental orgasm :) because the idea of him just having his way with me and using me for his pleasure was a major turn on.

Plus, he made sure I finished this morning. Not wearing underwear to bed is very conducive to morning sex.

Always his,
HLA