Friday, March 17, 2017

Modern conveniences.

It has been a LONG time................................


Our house was built in small stages long before we moved in.  A room here......a room there......a little cottage meant for the summer many years ago now a family home.

Cozy.
Cute.
OURS.

The electrical outlets in our room went out.  No big deal.....we roll with the punches......for a handful of reasons we needed to wait for our fix-it guy to, well, fix it.

A.
Month.

Please, follow me on this.

One month.  NO HITACHI!

Now, my submissive men-friends (sub hub....sub love.....) I get that there is a sense of satisfaction for you as you are denied orgasm from your amazingly Dominant wives........

However......

If I could have literal BLUE balls......I would have!  I ached in a way I cannot even explain!  Having vaginal (g-spot) orgasms throughout that month only made the aching congestion worse.

Maybe if this was an intended denial I would have received it better and with more grace?  My Man offered more than once for me to bring my friend downstairs and use a working plug......our family time just really didn't allow for that.

And then......

It happened.........

With power restored my Man reminded me that no one else was home and there was a vibrator waiting for me!!!

Oh.  Sweet.  Jesus!

Swats from the crop peppering my breasts and thighs turned into my head tilted back over the bed and my mouth being fucked.  I came.  Too many times to count and too many times to even see straight.

My Man walked out of our bedroom.  Sat in the living room chair.  Called me to get on my knees and suck on him.  After a short time, he sent me back to our bedroom......

Have another.  Then, come back.

I did.

The staggered back to him.  Back to my knees.

Go again. 

I did.

As I got up from the bed, he calls out..........Three more.

I became a literal puddle.  The release was unreal.  All tension, gone.  All anxieties, gone.  All congestion binding up my vagina for a month, gone!

I begrudgingly admitted to myself that the wait added to the euphoria I otherwise would only have experienced a fraction of.  An interesting lesson for sure.

Sunday, March 12, 2017

Different.

It's a bit of a ghost town lately.  I am part of that too.  Blog friends I regularly laughed with and shared with are a bit missing.......

Such is life.

My Man and I are coasting along.  So many plans we are working on- a toned down dynamic is always there.  Toned down is never easy for me.  As it turns out, it isn't that easy for him either.  As we talked he shared how when we started, this was for me.....for what I needed.  He has come to realize that HE needs me to be submissive.  There is a pull for each of us in a direction that feeds us both.  How lucky are we!?  So often in relationships individuals just grow apart.  Before you know it....you each want something different.

We do want something different, together.

I love different.
I crave different.
I am different.

Lucky for me..........

So.
Is.
My.
Man.

Monday, January 23, 2017

Am I right?!

Sometimes it just doesn't matter who's right.

For example......

The 5th anniversary.

Leather?
Or
Wood?

I chose to give him a new olive wood paddle.
He chose to give me new handmade leather cuffs in my favorite colors.

See, Win/win.  

*I just looked it up and the 5th anniversary IS wood! I thought it would have been even funnier if we both got it wrong!  Maybe the D/s 5th anniversary is different!?!  We have been married over 18 years so I think we're good with anything we choose!

XOXO Pearl

Saturday, January 21, 2017

The Submissive Feminist.

Maybe that would be the title of my autobiography.  

In the middle of spitting nails, preaching to my girls that they are below NO ONE ever, I submit.
In the middle of proud tears and passionate words, I submit.
In the middle of feeling stronger and more capable than ever, I submit.

Those of you who share this brand of submission know full well the dichotomy of growing stronger through letting go.  As you first enter that dual role, it can be confusing and difficult to know when to SHINE and when to shine.  Then, you realize, the two are not separate.

You S/shine because you are part of a union that needs you in all that you are.

Sometimes, years down the line, you need to
Revitalize your commitment....
Revitalize your promise....

And,
Renew your acknowledgement that these two parts of you are vital to who you are in the union.

Monday, December 12, 2016

almost out of hiding...........

I wrote a post rambling on about this past year.........

Retrospective.
Scattered thoughts.

It needs to stay in the drafts for now.

Oh, life.
You little
Pain
In
The
Ass.

My Man is making me a bench. Something lovely for the basement for all to sit on that will convert with a few hinges just for me.  Well, for Him to enjoy me.

I am awaiting the return of Pearl.  She has been so patiently waiting as I wrap up the last of my educational goals.  She isn't gone, she is always part of who I am and all I do.  My Man knows that he cannot be in charge of that part.  Indirectly, He is, but this task is all my own.  We are still U/us.

This past year.......
Oh, this past year.................

I am not a New Years resolution kind of girl.  I set a goal because I want to achieve it, not because it's January 1st.  But, I LOVE to set a goal and meet a challenge.  I mean L. O. V. E. it!

So.
We shall see.


Friday, November 18, 2016

I LOVE OUR LURKERS!!!!!!!!!!


I could not miss LOVE OUR LURKERS 11 !!!!

I started out as a lurker.  Late night blog surfing....looking for others like my Man and me.

It sounds a bit silly now, but I didn't always know where these amazing people were.

Or, if they even existed at all!

During the past few years that I have had my own blog.......

 I STILL lurk!

Sometimes I just don't have time to really dig in and write a comment, other times I'm not sure I have anything to add.  But, as a blogger, I know that sometimes you REALLY need someone to comment.  You need to know that someone hears you, understands you, or just cares enough to tell you to get your head out of your ass!

For all of you that lurk....THIS is for you!!

MANY THANKS for every time you came back to read!!!

My Man and I are real.
The ups.
The downs.
And, everything in-between!!

We invite you to say a 'Hello'.
Ask a question if you're feeling especially UN-lurkey!!!!!

Today..... Tomorrow......
Any time you want!!!

XOXO Pearl


Thursday, November 17, 2016

If you elect a Pig for President.....

If you elect a Pig for President,
he is going to believe that his behavior is acceptable.

If he believes that his behavior is acceptable,
he is going to grab MORE pussy.

If he grabs more pussy,
he will eventually get caught on tape admitting to grabbing pussy

If he eventually gets caught on tape admitting to grabbing pussy,
the right people will fight against him.

If the right people fight against him,
they will see he is also a racist.

If they see he is also a racist,
they will demand an explanation.

If they demand an explanation,
he will show unapologetic pride in his behavior.

If he shows unapologetic pride in his behavior,
they will conclude he has no moral base.

If they conclude he has no moral base.....................


They will STILL elect that fucking Pig for president!!!!

What the fuck!?


*nothing is less sexy that having a fucking Pig for president*