Sunday, 31 July 2011

"Happy Birthday Week Scarlett"



My adorable Master announced this morning that it was the start of my Birthday Week! Never mind that Master is allowing me to go off on a lovely decadent sexy 5 day trip with my slave , "bitch" and my sluttyboi on my birthday,He started the celebrations early today!

I had the most amazing morning of hard use and orgasm after orgasm after orgasm.... oh what a way to start a birthday week! If that is how it is , why do I only get one a year !  I have yet to receive a birthday spanking ... but I am quite sure there will be a number of those to be had... thank goodness I had the sense not to bet on the rugby this weekend...

Plans are coming along nicely for our trip away as of Saturday! ( note to self, ensure 3g card is rica'd and has a couple of gigs of data loaded on it ... so I can blog while away and keep all my darling readers updated on our shenanigans while away).

I have spent a day and a half cleaning and sorting out the essential kit that needs to go along on our trip... LORD be merciful! I did not realise one that I had so much equipment or two how much stuff is required for a kinky week away! I have 2 x Large roller bins, 2 black storage bins a LARGE toolbox , a block and tackle with suspension bar, a tube filled with canes and whips (bullwhips packed in a box) and a kit bag of stuff... one whole box is dedicated to electro play items, another to medical play and the other two filled with vibrators dildos...pegs, rope, clamps etc...




I am terribly excited... this week's blogs will be all about getting ready for my trip with the two boys and some of the naughty plans I have for slave and some of the naughty wicked things I hope sluttyboi will be doing to me... and any birthday spankings that may arise... I am sure HH will want to give me one before I go!

Hope every one's week starts off as great as mine... do have an orgasm or two... it does set the tome for a really fabulous week!

Happy Birthday week for all with me! Orgasms for all! Spankings for me!


Thursday, 28 July 2011

Countdown to a devilish birthday celebration...



As much as I think I am having a mid-life crisis thinking about my soon to be birthday, I am incredibly excited as well! Instead of having a nice vanilla party and having all my old friends over I am going away for a very extended weekend with my slave accompanied by sluttyboi/sluttySir for a celebration with a twist!



The plan is that we will be abusing and molesting slave to our hearts content during the day and then have him cook,clean and serve for us in the evenings. In between everything happening at the office this week I have been searching for suitable country cottages for us to go to. An unbearably tedious task as next weekend has become a long weekend for most people as Tuesday is National Women's Day ( Public Holiday ) and most people have taken the Monday off and created a 4 day holiday off it.

I have a number of requests out in the market from the Drakensberg to the bushveld and beyond! Nothing more than 2 - 3 hours drive away from Johannesburg, secluded and private with a thatched roof ( need place to suspend slave from) with a well appointed kitchen ( slave is a gourmet cook and needs space to create).

In a next life I am coming back as a travel agent or logistics guru, trying to co-ordinate travel plans for a party of three, two who need to fly in from a separate destination in Africa on a public holiday weekend takes some doing,not to even mention the menu planning, grocery lists or the detailed lists of toys and equipment to be checked , packed and transported for a bdsm weekend away in the country.




But I am not complaining as I am quiet sure this is going to be one of my best birthday celebrations yet ! And I have had some ....so this week I will be writing about what to pack, not to pack and agonising over how many times I will have to bend over for a birthday spanking and what my bottom will look like by the time I go away to my country retreat....where I shall be doing this to my slave....






And having this done to me by sluttyboi.....






And this by sluttySir....





And me making slave and sluttyboi  do this to eachother....



Now is that not how every woman should be spending her 45th birthday ?

Tuesday, 26 July 2011

Midlife Crisis

I am having a slight melt down as I lay here on my bed thinking about my upcoming birthday in less than two weeks time. I am greatly cheered by the fact that I am friends with so many ardent spankophiles and will in all likelihood get spanked soundly for the week leading to my birthday and hopefully for at least the week after.



I  think I am having a minor midlife crisis... what is it about turning 45 that is making me feel like this. Overnight I am wondering if I am to old to be behaving like this and to be plastering my soundly spanked bottom all over my blog? Should I be behaving with more decorum as becomes a woman of my age?

Will I ever get enough of being spanked? Am I to live with this continual craving for more... terrified of what I earn for myself regularly yet always seeking more and behaving badly, breaking the rules, not achieving my weight loss goals, making silly sports bets... all so I can receive my regular punishment... and what if my bottom starts to wrinkle? Will I be so eager to have it so boldly on display ?



What is the solution to this madness ? I know my standard reply ....... GO forth and earn a great good spanking... maybe it will force me to focus on my tender bottom instead of these ridiculous bouts of panic and self doubt....


Monday, 25 July 2011

Monday Blues

I have had such a crazy week and a busy weekend work wise and even though I have tried really hard to eat only what I should,I have had a couple of drinks and am quiet sure that I have not lost enough weight this past week and the clock is ticking towards the date I need to have lost 5 kilograms or face 45 strokes from HH and on top of that a caning /spanking of undetermined strokes from sluttyboi... I am petrified of what will happen and have been having flashes of what my bottom is going to look like and the rest of me...


My bottom blue...
I am feeling more than a little blue knowing that my bottom and other bits are going to be blue ....that is a blue little bottom after 6 or so...

What happens after 45 ? We know what happens after 28....


so I may just feel blue emotionally at this time, but I am getting the distinct feeling that I am going to literally be blue as well.... I really need to get more exercise and not drink....

Sunday, 24 July 2011

Pretty picture

Apologies for lack of narrative today ! Long day at office , just home ! Photograph will hopefully suffice! They do say a picture speaks a 1000 words... enjoy!


Saturday, 23 July 2011

sluttySir continued....

Where was I in the telling of my tale? Torquemada had just offered my up for torture and penance on the Sunday morning and flogged my back and rubbed it with a Tabasco rub... sluttySir had stuck a big red cross on my back with duct tape and laid me out like an altar, flowers in between my ass cheeks, candles lit ( pooling wax )along my back asking me if I knew anal sex was a sin !


Altar !

My sins needed to be beaten out of me and that I needed to be tortured till I confessed. As I lay there he started beating me with the strap all over. With hard blows of the strap on my thighs,legs , bottom and feet! Oi how the bastinado hurt... and all while I had to lie still as I had a series of candles lit balanced on my back! I could not help but wriggle as my feet were being spanked. Earning me the wrath of sluttySir and more spanking.


Very strapped legs !

Once satisfied that my legs and feet had been seen to and that I was getting closer to breaking down and confessing my sins .... the candles came into play and Sir dropped hot wax all over my tender burny Tabasco rubbed back! This just reignited the burn from the Tabasco and sealed the burn into my skin some more!

At this stage , I just gave in ! I was still belligerent... and am sure if Sir had continued I would have confessed to just about anything !


Flogged, brushed, strapped and waxed....with flowers left out on display

For a first session of submission it had been enough and it was time for our breakfast at the guest house! I was released, my back scraped clean and left to tidy the mess before breakfast.

I look forward to my next session as sluttymiss for sluttySir a worthy man to submit to with and incredibly evil mind! One that without a doubt will create a m,ore intense experience next time.... very soon I am sure.


Friday, 22 July 2011

Tender tender bits..gently resting my zebra bottom!

I have to report back that I still have each and every line on my bottom! Which surprised both HH and myself as usually by the next morning after a caning I have not a single mark to show!


As meek as a little lamb , resting my strpey bottom on a soft pillow!
I am sitting very carefully today and am so thrilled that the massage session we are receiving at the office today is not a full body one and only a neck and shoulder as I would be hard pressed to explain to a therapist at work what the lines on my bottom were as they are unmistakeably cane marks!

Sitting on an extra soft pillow with great care! I have no idea what HH did last nite but it certainly was a punishment session and a half... and I will be feeling it for a day or two at least!

Thursday, 21 July 2011

Punishment tonight ....

One would think after my session this evening that I had learnt my lesson? I certainly felt every stroke and will be feeling some of them for days yet... HH certainly spanked and caned my bottom well... yet as we sat chatting afterwards and I was asked if I was betting on the weekend game between Australia and South Africa, instead of declining I heard myself say " Yes Sure , Why not..." silly girl and this combined with the threat of 45 if I do not lose the required number of kilograms this month... I should have my head read....I am certifiably mad , of that I am convinced!


All warmed up and ready to start!


SO we started with a light spanking with the tawse to warm up my bottom , one after the other HH softly spanked my bottom with the tawse interjecting with a harder swat or two , just to ensure that I do not fall asleep or drift off, keeping my mind focused on the job at hand and of the punishment that was to come!


10 down 18 to go! all evenly spaced!
We had agreed that we would do it sets 1 of four strokes and then four sets of 6 each!  The warm up was fine and the first four were all okay... but as HH started going lower down ( as he was laying down evenly spaced straight lines all over my bottom) it started to burn, those sensitive areas that under normal circumstances do not get much attention from the cane!


Close up after 16 strokes of the erringly accurate cane!

After each set of 6 a picture would be taken and the burn rubbed into me and welts rubbed , as soothing as that is it also brings its own unique pain... and of course standing on display having your bottom photographed shames a girl in ways that cannot be explained!

All done... out on display waiting for it to settle!

driving to my demise....

It is getting terrible now.... I am having a mild implosion... 40 or so minutes before I have to get into my car and start the long 1 and half to two hours in peak hour traffic to ensure that I am not late for my punishment session as tardiness is sure to be rewarded with additional strokes....my heart is beating fast and I am all agitated.... I am afraid and yet perversely excited as being punished is a thrill and I like the pain... it excites me oh so much....

The bloody clock again......

The weekend report will continue later today as I have all week , however it is punishment night tonight and I am all nervous as all hell again! The waiting and the ever increasing nervousness and rising panic... that always precedes a punishment session!

28 with the cane from HH and a pre caning warm up spanking with who knows what ? I know for certain it will not be HH's hand... I fear the paddle or the tawse will be the implement of choice and after my fine strapping of Sunday ( in the next sluttySir feedback) I have more than a dastardly fear of the strap/tawse...


It has been months since my last punishment session and I am more than nervous about tonight as the feedback from Raven is that she can hardly sit today and needed to sleep on her tummy last night...

ohhhh please let mine be less severe....

More later as my nerves really kick in and last weekend feedback at about 10pm mine tonight!

Wednesday, 20 July 2011

Shades of Torquemada...

After dinner a well behaved very subdued sluttymiss quietly got into bed and went to sleep, quiet tired after her intense early evening session with sluttySir. Rest was required as before bed sluttySir had been very clear that in the morning it would be time to spend some torturing my breasts and after that it would be my back and bottom that would be seeing the working side of a paddle and a number of chosen implements.

And from the number of implements left out on display I knew for sure that it was going to be another intense session for me.



After waking sluttySir up very gently with a blow job ,  I was instructed to kneel for my early morning breast torture as promised before bed time. Slowly each peg was placed while i was kneeling on the bed. I was not allowed to touch or hold onto anything . Swaying I remained as still as possible as each movement would make the pegs wobble and set of a fresh wave of pain. With slow swats he would cause ripples of pain and swat a peg off one at a time! NO SCREAMING allowed as there were guests in the room next to ours. During the swatting off of pegs sluttySir was setting out the terms for my weight loss strategy ( more on this in a separate post) suffice to say , I have 1 month to loose 5 kilograms or I shall surely feel his wrath!

Once all the pegs were off, he went off to shower and left me to make up the bed and have the restraints laid out as per the previous evening. Dressed in inquisitor black and khaki (very paramilitary interrogator looking) sluttySir returned for the balance of our prebreakfast Sunday morning session.





I was instructed to lay on my stomach and to lie still and be quiet as there would be no restraints this time. He laid me out as if I were to be crucified . Not being able to see what is coming puts you at a huge disadvantage. Senses become sharper and more attuned and you strain to hear as it is your only guide as to what will happen next.Swish and sting.... petals flying everywhere... I am being flogged with the flowers in our room. Shit but it stings , petals keep flying and I am showered in soft petals which fall softly on my burning , stinging back as the fresh stems sting like crazy as they hit my back and bottom , over and over until it feels as if My whole back is a glowing ember... i feel the bed move and he sits on the bed rubbing my back with an emery block ( sandpaper like manicure block) scraping my already tender pink back.... drip drip drip, I wriggle ohhhhh I feel burning... urghhhhhh he is dripping Tabasco on my tender raw back... each drop burns like fire and the feeling just gets more intense as the Tabasco seeps into my skin!

I am wriggling and moving ... " LIE STILL" I hear a barked order.. and I try to not wriggle but the burn is just intensifying. I feel the horse hairbrush over my back working the Tabasco into my skin deeper with each stroke... my back is burning and all I can think of is how horny I am and that there is not sex or orgasm in my near future!

More tomorrow.... bastinado ,strapping and candles....

Who is the boss? sluttySir is boss and may sluttymiss never forget it!

sluttySir certainly took charge in no uncertain terms and made me understand how it would play for the rest of the weekend... no more sex for me and certainly pain and punishment was on the cards...I would be paying for every bit of torment and teasing I had put him through in the past weeks as well as for being insolent.

see flogger marks on thighs with individual knot marks... sill me!
After being tied up spreadeagled... he added a peg or two for his amusement and my pain... (silly me saying I loved pegs).

Once the pegs had been added and had been on for some time... sluttySir selected a flogger or two from my collection ( most made by me and hand knotted for special effect ) and started flogging me with them... unerringly managing to hit the pegs at regular intervals making the pegs bite in deeper and tear at my flesh... making me squirm and wriggle hopelessly trying to avoid the lashes making the pegs wobble more and bite in deeper causing agony!


pegs everywhere...and I mean everywhere!
One by one sluttySir whipped the pegs off my inner thighs and arms .... once that was completed sluttySir selected the most vicious of my floggers... small pale pink knotted by my own hand made of plastic coated twine about 35 cm's in length and whipped my inner thighs so hard he reduced me to tears ...( I still have the marks with each individual knot mark clearly visible on my upper thighs...

I clearly understood who was in charge ... sluttySir... and a subdued sluttymiss went to dinner with her tender pussy and arms... twinges all over at times... meekly allowing sluttySir to order dinner and drinks...

sluttySir outdid himself at dinner and treated slutty(wellbehaved)miss to a lovely champagne cocktail... more tomorrow!

Monday, 18 July 2011

sluttySir takes charge...

 
sluttySirs first act was to tie me in basic bondage over my clothes with a strategically placed knot on my clitoris and tied spreadeagled on the bed.... to ponder my fate and what I had just let myself in for!

What happens next ...? Tell you tomorrow!

sluttyboi and sluttymiss.... a switch to sluttySir

It has been at least a year since I have physically submitted to a dominant other than my Master. Besides HH to whom I regularly go for a nice caning and spanking ( and who I need to see this week still to repay my betting debts) I have not physically felt much in the way of pain or hard use!


I must pay off my debt of 28 strokes with the cane before the weekend!

Part of my arrangement with sluttyboi ( usually a very dominant Alpha male) is that I will switch with him and he will have full access to use me as he wishes. We have been talking about this very big moment for months and he has mercilessly teased and taunted me for weeks on end and I had reached a point of bursting to feel what he could do and what he would be like to submit to .. so with great eagerness and probably if I am honest an obscene amount of haste I had rushed through my time dominating him ( my sincere apologies sluttyboi, I will certainly do better next time) for me to be able to satisfy my by now out of control lust for pain and humiliation!

As sunset on Saturday approached I was getting more and more antsy and edgy , becoming very nervous at the prospect of submitting to the man I had earlier abused albeit very gently ( if you consider a finger up the rectum lubricated with icy hot arnica gel,  whilst your dick is more that snugly taped with duct tape, gentle).

sluttyboi has a very calm determined air about him and had gleefully been selecting toys to use on me all day. As it happened I was sitting in the middle of the bed, dressed in my little skirt and camouflage top when the appointed hour came to make the switch.

Being a perfect gentleman sluttyboi offered me a glass of wine and announced the switch was now being made and that I was now the submissive and he would be getting dressed as it would not work for him to try and dominate me whilst he was in a state of undress.


all pretty....

Getting more nervous by the moment I sat on the bed sipping my wine watching the ritual of him getting dressed taking control quietly and making me more nervous by the minute. Slowly he started selecting toys one by one for use on me laying them out. Quiet the selection all bright and colourful , rows and rows of pegs,toy upon toy and metres and metres of rope.


all sorts... one for each purpose!
sluttySir made me participate in the preparation of the room by assisting in getting the ropes into position to tie me down later in the proceedings and in between let me sip my wine. One by one he had me present my limbs to him to put on the leather wrist and ankle cuffs. It surprised me how easily I fell into the role of submissive and how naturally I presented myself to him ( I should have paid attention and ran away when I still could)

Later ..... what happens once the room is prepared ( quick bath time) see you in about 1 hour!


Sunday, 17 July 2011

sluttyboi...

sluttyboi has been wanting to try a number of more submissive activities, but has a serious aversion to pain....which makes it rather difficult to realise most of the ideas and fantasies we share. A bit if basic rope bondage and pegs on nipples , penis and scrotum were the order of the day!


Basic rope harness

After being bound in rope with extra special attention to his penis.... and an orgasm or two it was time to break for lunch and relax a little.After a lovely lunch out we returned to play with the tens unit... I believe it was a pleasant experience as the resulting orgasm seemed to be satisfactory !


Tightly bound dick! Guaranteed to ache soon!


Used small pads on each nipple and larger pads on each testicle! Electrifying!

Tomorrow.... sluttboi takes charge and I experience my first submission to sluttyboi after months of talking about it... lots of spanking ,flogging and pain.

Bags and bags of goodies...

Finally sluttyboi arrived... WOOOOO HOOOOOOO ! After many false starts and delays in travel arrangements... sluttyboi arrived on Friday! We had agreed on a nice switching weekend! First 24 hours were to be with me in charge and second 24 with him in charge.... the weekend started off with a quick shag in the office on my desk and then off to see a show, we lasted until the first interval and then had to run off to get dinner and get to our hotel room!

As it was quiet late we decided to just have dinner at the airport as guaranteed to find a open restaurant there and then off to our guesthouse! As we had not planned exactly what we would be doing to each other ,I had packed a selection of toys... and goodies

oodles and oodles of rope, enema bag and tens unit
As usual that meant a number of bags... going away for a play weekend always results in so much luggage, like the girl scout that I am I am always prepared...


Toys galore.... dildos, floggers, paddles,etc...

Pegs galore... one for each use!

Later tonight just before bed time... sluttyboi and his tentative exploration of his submissive desires and fantasies....