Hickeys

I was cooking dinner last night when Sir came up behind me, pulled my hair to the side, and began biting and sucking my neck. HARD. I instantly began to fight back, since I cannot go to work with giant hickeys all over my neck, and Sir just pushed my hands away and moved his mouth further down my shoulder, where my shirt would cover it up.

He did this on my shoulder, twice, and then on my back. It's been a long time since he's given me hickeys. I like it.

I'm really liking my new job. People give me so many compliments and many of them are actually nice to me. Some guy gave me a Snickers at Halloween, people compliment my engagement ring, my nails, my jewelry (if I wear any, which is rare). Its strange to have people mostly be nice to me since I am still dealing with the general public. I am proud that I reflect positively on Sir as his possession, not that any of these people know who he is.

Sir has informed me that he is impatiently waiting his dinner, so I must call it a night for blogging.

Always his,
HLA

Weekend's Over

I think Sir and I just needed a weekend together to get things sorted out. Hopefully, my prepping dinner ingredients will save time and help him to not be so stressed about eating at a decent hour. He is still depressed about his job, but I think he is finally getting the idea that he needs to seriously just get out and go elsewhere.

On the D/s side of things, I think I need him to be more Dommy. All the time. About everything. I think the D/s has become a real part of our relationship and it hasn't been as apparent in the last week because of everything else going on. I tried upping my own contributions, calling him Sir more often in text messages and generally deferring more to him. I have offered service more often, asking if he wants more coffee or a snack, or dessert, or whatever it might be. I have been more aware of his needs, I guess. It makes me feel better to be able to make him feel pampered.

Today was the first night of our attempted healthier eating. We had fish, steamed broccoli, grean beans, and I made crab stuffed mushrooms as a sort of appetizer. It was delicious, and I ate more vegetables tonight than I have in a long time. I also prepped some apple slices and carrots for my snacks this week, along with some ranch sauce for the carrots. I figure the carrots have little to no calories, so I can have a little sauce to choke them down with.

My new job is fantastic. I am actually still a little excited to go in tomorrow. It still seems unreal that I can have a job where I don't have fanstasies about the building going up in flames (at night, when there is no one in there). Bonus points: I've lost about four pounds since quitting Helljob. Probably from the lack of stress and crushing depression.

Hopefully I can get Sir feeling better in general. He seems to just be kind of BLAH all the time and its very sad.

Always his,
HLA

Unwinding

This is my first weekend off from the new job and Sir and I are planning on figuring out what each of us needs to do to feel better about this situation. But yesterday, we just relaxed. Sir came home, took a nap, showered, and got dressed up to match me (since I have to dress up for my new job). He had a drink, which helped him to transition into weekend mode, and I drove us to dinner. We got an appetizer, which we don't ever do, Sir told me to get a drink if I wanted, so I did. I tried a new one that I haven't had before, and it was very good. We had a nice, relaxing dinner, and just enjoyed each other's company. Sir remarked on the way home (he drove, having worn off his beer from earlier in the afternoon) that he felt like we were "normal" and it felt odd. We didn't get home until about 8, which is usually the time we head to bed. We sat up and watched TV, part of a movie, and tried a new beer Sir had gotten us in honor of my job. We had first tried it on a visit to my hometown and we both loved it, which was strange since we aren't really beer drinkers.

This morning, Sir mauled me in bed, which was lovely. He tried a new position of sorts-me on top, which he loves, but then he pinned my ankles down to the bed. The feeling of restraint was very hot. We also tried an elevated doggy style and he absolutely pounded me until I was sore. Still am sore, excuse me. Then he told me that I was dirty, and dirty girls like threesomes (which is our reference to using a vibrator alongside him or a butt plug back there). I agreed that I was a dirty whore and he shoved the butt plug in and continued on his merry way, calling me his dirty slut and stuff like that.

So in other words, we are feeling like we have returned to our normal situation. I made breakfast, we cleaned up the house a little, I brought him his coffee upon his command. We still have to sit down and figure out how to keep things going during the week--normally I would be home way before him and clean things up and start dinner, but now I get home after him.

I made the menu--we are going shopping tomorrow--and I think I have things figured out. If we/he goes shopping twice a week-once on weekends and once mid-week, I can prep everything for the next three to four days and toss it in the fridge. This will drastically cut down on prep time because I can either just toss it all in and cook immediately when I get home, or Sir can measure what we need and not have to really think or do much "cooking." I also plan on doing small appetizers we can eat while the meal is still cooking--and I should get stuff for salads too. Sir is worried that since I sit down a lot now, I am going to gain weight. I am worried about that too, since I already have metabolism issues due to my thyroid problems and probable IBS/lactose intolerance. There is a little park-type thing nearby, and I have been walking around that during my breaks. Its nice to get to go outside during the day.

Always his,
HLA

Sir

Sir is getting very fed up with his job. This is manifesting itself by him getting upset over stupid things, being upset about my new hours/commute, and being jealous of my new job. I have to admit, I would be super pissed and jealous if the tables were turned and he had gotten this job instead of me. But anyway.

He told me this afternoon that he feels like his alpha male dynamic is getting tossed to the side because he gets home before me and therefore cleans up the house and gets dinner started--things he has never really done, EVER, during the entirety of our nearly decade long relationship. I don't like it anymore than him, but I am SO EFFING HAPPY to be out of Helljob that I could be doing almost anything else and not really care. But I see where he is coming from and it does feel strange to not cook dinner. I haven't really cooked anything in like three days. I made breakfast once, but that doesn't even count. Eggs are not hard.

I don't really know how to fix this. There are a few solutions, I guess, but none that really help right this second. He could take a nap instead of cleaning up, although he did both today, and then I could start dinner when I get home. This means it would be ready much later than usual, and then we would probably stay up later so that A we could spend more time together, and B who wants to eat dinner and then go right to bed? I could also prep all the stuff beforehand, presumably on the weekend, so that he/I could just throw dinner together with all of these prepped ingredients.

We are taking it one day at a time right now, but I am really happy with my new situation.

Always His,
HLA

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

Labor Day

Not much going on today. I've been off for about a week and start my new job tomorrow. I'm so excited but really nervous that I'm going to screw it up and end up crawling back to Helljob. Sir is confident in me, and that helps.

Several BBQs this weekend. Lots of food. Lots of family time with mine and Sir's parents. I worked out the plan for my new daily routine--still getting up with Sir, but now I actually have time to get in a decent workout DVD and shower.

Nothing much in the way of kink this weekend either. There wasn't really time until today, and both of us were pretty much beat. We got up early to get back in the work mindset and then we were so bored and cranky that we just sort of did our own things until it was time for dinner. Caught up on some TV shows, did some reading, ate some more. Since I did all the laundry on Friday, there wasn't any of that to do--so we ended up taking a nap. Which was nice.

I think the plan for tonight is to watch a movie and then head to bed. I'm so excited to have weekends off now too, since Sir has them off as well.

Always His.
HLA

Seducing Sir

Everytime I sat down today, I was reminded of what Sir did to me yesterday.

Things started off nicely after we both got off of work and got home. We had dinner, started a movie, poured a drink or two--I made Sir a vodka lemonade and accidentally poured in way too much vodka. Not that he minded. So were both feeling very relaxed and decided that it had been a while since our last bedroom encounter, and decided that tonight sounded good. Earlier in the evening, after dinner, he had ordered me out of my shirt and pants and said that I had to wear just my bra and underwear for the rest of the night. I was very turned on by his Domminess (as we refer to it now), and eagerly complied.

We were snuggling on the couch when I decided to give him a blow job, and then he decided we were going upstairs to play with some toys. He told me to surprise him so I pulled out my smallest plug and put that in, then grabbed my vibrator and started playing with that, knowing full well what our rules for my vibrator are. I get to use my vibrator (or have it used on me) in exchange for anal. Needless to say, he was rather excited, and ended up taking it from me and giving me three amazing orgasms in a row. I mean, my legs were shaking and I was weak for the rest of the night. After he took care of me, it was his turn, as promised by the vibrator usage. I have been sore for almost 24 hours now, and I love it.

Other Dommy things he has done recently: asked me to bathe him (he was feeling very lazy after work and I know I love it when he bathes me (which isn't very often)), given me a list of things to do for the days when I am between jobs, given permission/ordered me to buy new underwear and bras, and generally has been more dominating as a whole.

I have been considering creating a "chore chart" for myself since my hours will be so different. I want to make sure that the caretaking of the house doesn't suffer, since that is part of my duties. I'm thinking of making a list of all the stuff I need to get done to the house on a weekly basis and then breaking it up into chunks so that I don't have to spend my weekends (and time with Sir) cleaning around the house. I mean, time I have to do laundry or dishes is time that could be spent getting spanked and stuff. Everyone wins. I also need to rework my goals and clarify Sir's rules, since he actually sort of gave me some. He thinks its silly to write them out, but I am a visual person and I need to see them.

Also, Sir really likes it when I text him and call him Sir. I think he likes giving orders via text as well. I've called him Sir out loud as well and he likes that too. I've never really had a nickname for him, but Sir seems to fit perfectly. I guess fate was waiting for me to figure out D/s so I could call him Sir instead of hon or sweetie. Ugh. Sir just fits.

Always His,
HLA

My Last Official Day Off

Today is my last official day off before I start my new job. So excited!

Sir and I have made a list of things that I/we need to get done before I start. My new hours are going to be very different from my current ones, so I want the house to be as clean and painless-to-use as possible. I think when the house is clean, we are both less stressed. So my list includes cleaning up our office (which is nice because then I can actually update more often), deep cleaning my parts of the bedroom and bathroom (my stuff tends to spread out and Sir has 'given' me our guest bathroom so I can get ready for work in the mornings without moving all of his stuff), going through my entire wardrobe and getting rid of things that don't fit, are stained, worn, etc. The list goes on, and on, and on. I think in the end it will be a HUGE help though.

Sir has started to refer to our arrangement in more direct terms, which makes me happy. He refers to his Dom side as "being all Dommy" and said I was being a "good sub" the other morning when I brought him his coffee. :)

So much to do, so little time. The office is done though. I cleaned up the pet area, put away all the paperwork, aired out the closet, and started a hamper of clothes to get rid of. Updating my blog was my reward.

I will also be renewing my goals of improving my health and well-being on September 1st. This will coincide with my new job and I will have had a few days off between jobs to get started. Just having gotten this job was a huge bump to my self-confidence and I want to keep it going and use that positive energy to keep improving myself. Working my current job drove me into counseling, for crying out loud, and I don't want to have to go back.

Wishing myself a productive day! You too!

Always His,
HLA

A Weekend Off

I start my new job in a few weeks. I am super excited. Every time I think about the fact that I can count my days left at my current job, I feel like I am dreaming.

This weekend is going to be a busy one for Sir and I. We have friends coming in from out of town, we are hanging out with both of our families, and we have to clean up the house. I'm also trying to make a list (Sir is helping) of things that I need to get done before I start my new job. I'm going to need to wear business casual every day (which is something we are both excited about in more ways than one), but my closet is currently arranged based on my work clothing at the moment (plain, boring, not at all dressy). I need to go through the clothes I have stashed around the house (sweaters, winter stuff, dresses, etc) and get rid of things that don't fit, I won't wear, or are stained/worn. I also need to make a priority list of things to do around the house--my work hours will be changing drastically and I need to sort of streamline my life. I need to go through the bathrooms and get rid of old stuff, trash, things we don't need. I need to reorganize our linen closet/extras closet (when things like shampoo are on sale, I buy a couple at a cheap price). I need to go through and clean up my makeup things--not that I have to wear more makeup at my new job, but I like wearing it and my current job is too physical. It just sweats off.

Sir has developed a new Dom signal. He really likes coffee, and when I bring him a cup, he usually wants a refill at some point. He simply hands the cup to me and knows that I know what he wants. I like it. Also, he put the final glaze on my paddle. It is all shiny and pretty.

So much to do...and I need to keep up with my blog-reading. Maybe even comment one of these days.

Always His,
HLA

Power Tools

My last post ended with Sir making some sort of object in our basement with power tools. What happened next was rather entertaining and very dirty.

Sir made me a paddle.

He used it on a very excited sub to great results, including the most formalized verbalization of our arrangement yet. He seems to enjoy being my Dom, and I really like that he is finally getting to be more comfortable with it. He did some "research" about the whole Dom-sub thing online and seemed to be interested.

Sir did decide that I am not allowed to use my vibrator for clitoral orgasm unless we are also going for booty play. :)  It will be my reward.

During our first paddle experience, Sir tied me up as well. I had some impressive marks on my wrists, but they faded quickly. Sad face.

Things in the BDSM department over the past week have been slow. This was in major part due to...drumroll...I GOT A NEW JOB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You really have no idea how excited I am. Sir is also very happy and proud. Plus I will have to dress up, which he really enjoys. But mostly I won't be at my current place of employment much longer.

Always His,
HLA