BURNT LASAGNA

Despite my previous blog, some things never change… I do however take great pride in my cooking, and I make some killer-lasagnas, but very often I get distracted once it’s in the oven. And so today again, nothing different. Chatting, watching pics of stocks and benches,… good enough for me to forget I was cooking.

Last weekend I attended my very first fetish party. And I had the best time ever! For as long as I knew I was going, I had been very nervous about it. Didn’t know what I was going to wear, and convinced that whatever it was I would look terrible in it; afraid nobody would talk to me; nervous about any rules –especially worried I had to wear underwear; afraid I wouldn’t be able to cope with any play;… My usual neverending worrying.

But instead it was as if I finally found a home. It was simply amazing. Never ever have I been with such a bunch of incredibly nice people. The openness, acceptance, non-at-all-judgemental atmosphere, plain friendliness, and social behaviour I have not found anywhere else yet. The total and utter shameless fun I had… indescribable. I never knew I could feel that way, mentally and physically. Hopefully I will be allowed to go again next month. (I’ll try to wear my own dress, so I don’t have to borrow yours, slave).

My blog today will be kept short (!). I am extremely tired. My new Master is wearing me out. Whilst my previous Masters gave me bedtime, this time I have found a true nightowl-buddy. Only, He is a lot better at it than I am. But, this could just well be His tactic haha. I am feeling very docile with this tiredness. Combined with a constant grin on my face and a very warm feeling inside, also very relaxed and therefore horny; this makes me very submissive. I actually didn’t realise I could be made to feel this way in what can be called a nice way. I mean, no harsh words, no direct commands / demands, no complicated tasks… Just naturally unforced submissiveness towards Him. That feels downright good.