FLR, D/s, Life and Kink
We’re still out of town so I’m still trying to not make things too hard for him….well, maybe just a little.
Today’s challenge is for Snake to describe some article of clothing that I’m wearing in a way that sounds really naughty and tweet it out. You can guess what he might be describing…
Happy Friday!
Welcome to December. Or as Snake might be referring to it, a month of torture. 🙂
We’re heading out of town today so I thought that I would do an easy one to ease him into the routine. He’s wearing red underwear today—because, you know, I told him to. He has to tweet out a pic of #jeanporn and #redunderwearpeek taken in the airport bathroom.
Enjoy! And don’t forget about those suggestions from our dear readers….
It’s been a little while since I tossed out a challenge to Snake so it got me thinking. Which, of course, always makes him more than a little nervous. [Snake: Um, just a tad] The first inspiration was the 12 Days of Christmas, then he mentioned an Advent calendar so I threw caution to the wind and decided to just use the whole month of December. [Snake: Of course — 31 days! Yay! What could possibly go wrong??] So, here is the challenge premise….
Each day of the month, Snake will be responsible for a task. I will be posting them on here and Twitter daily so you can follow along and see what fun things I have for him. Some will be fast and others will be more involved, but all will be lots of fun for me, of course. And, if you have ideas, put them in the comments. I might use them, or not, or keep them for another time, but I always love input… [Snake: Might I suggest suggesting things like “take shower” and “put on socks” – those would be great suggestions you all could make!]
Besides the sheer joy of doing things that I want, what does Snake get out of this? Well…if he accomplishes all of his tasks, he will get two tokens for bonus O’s that can be used any time he is eligible. For someone who is at 13 for the year, I think that’s a pretty good reward. [Snake: Nervously wrings hands. Yes. Yes it is.]
If he misses any at all though, no bonuses. And if he misses more than two, he will start upping the required the ratio by 1% for every one that he misses. Just ask him….he doesn’t want that. [Snake: No, no I don’t.]
So….keep your eyes on here and Twitter for his tasks. It should be a December to remember. [Snake: Or at least, ya know, to cheer for?!]
It’s been three months since the last Scrabble challenge. It might still be hot but summer is coming to an end and I thought it was time to break out the tiles again. Because, of course, I like nothing better than to drive him insane…. And we all know how much he LOVES Scrabble. [Oh yay! Scrabble! I LOVE Scrabble tiles. Someone hand me the matches!]
Continue reading “Scrabble Challenge of Olympic Proportions”
Long weekends seem to bring out the fun-loving spontaneous side of me. Or, as Snake likes to put it, the evil and devious side of me. [Snake: I think that depends on your perspective. “fun-loving” – I do think “devious” is more apt] Either way, it’s time for another Scrabble challenge. If you don’t remember the previous ones, here is the first challenge and here is the second one.
[Snake: I KNEW this was coming. After two wins, I even told her after the last one that I was sure that the next one was going to be on the hairy edge of impossible. She hasn’t disappointed.]
I know the Snake Den has been pretty quiet recently. There have been pics and the rare post and story, but not the usual stuff. Muggle life has been keeping us way too busy…
Work… blah, blah, blah… family… blah, blah, blah… miscellaneous nonsense… blah, blah, blah… You get the picture and it’s boring and the same for everyone so, yeah…
I love rock climbing. I have a great group of friends who really enjoy rock climbing too – but they like different things about it. It seems like we’re always discovering new techniques, new tricks, new things that are fun. I love hearing their stories too – things they’ve done and experienced, things they try and either succeed or fail at.
One of the things I really love about rock climbing is the adrenaline rush. When it comes to a new challenge or a new technique, it’s so much fun to try with with toys, from rope to clamps and even special rock climbing clothes we find. It adds a lot to the overall fun of things and can really help the rock climbing experience.
It’s been an interesting time around the Snake den. Some good, some challenging, you know, like normal life. But I’m one to look back after the fact and try to dissect the good and the bad, try to understand it. It’s my little present to Charmer, just to do my best to drive her a little nuts.
I’m learning. A lot. I’m learning that I have so much to grow into on the /s/ side of things. I ‘m learning about the impact of small, tiny, eensy-weensy things that add up to mixed signals and weird outcomes. Little missed cues, things like that. Oh, and yes, the dreaded (cue the big booming voice) topping from the bottom.
Last night was one of our rare nights alone with no dance lessons or practice. So, of course, it was time for some teasing and play…
We had to do our photo for #boobday so that’s always a fun tease to begin the night. Snake gets to be behind the camera and take lots of shots and be a professional. No touching, just looking. And, sometimes, you know, it does take a while to get the right shot.
Handing over control is a powerful idea for a lot of guys – chastity goes hand-in-hand with this – you lock it up and hand over the keys and voila! She runs your life, makes the decisions, and things are wonderful. It’s exactly as you imagined it.
Except that’s not how it goes. The reality is you’re two people. You have to work out how you’ll work together, how she’ll make decisions and more. But most of all, she gets to run the show. On the surface, that’s the point. At a deeper level, it’s a huge change.
About two weeks ago I wrote about my thoughts when we first started using THE CAGE….I don’t know why but for some reason it always seems like it needs a booming voice to say that.
I talked about the history of our use of THE CAGE–see, you are doing it in your head now too, aren’t you?–and opened up a whole new question set. I said that we didn’t think anything would really change and left it there. Since then there have been a couple of questions about what changed so I’m going to try to talk about that in some coherent way. No promises.
Life is interfering with Snake’s blogging… Being a techie nerd, when things fall apart, they tend to take the world with them. So, he’s busy being brilliant in his real life so I thought that I would write…gasp!
Besides–since he won’t be able to make his deadline on his post, it just gives me lots of delicious opportunities to come up with alternative tasks. Maybe a story, maybe an extra picture, maybe something completely new. Oh, the ideas running through my head.
If you follow Snake on Twitter, you might have noticed some pictures and a story that said “Per Charmer’s requirement…” and wondered why I was being so damn pushy… I thought I might tell you what the new year holds for Snake (and me).
We are heading into our third year of our relationship reboot. (Sorry, nerd) Our first year was exploring the D/s side of our relationship. We did a lot of playing with restraints and toys and Snake started wearing his cage. I’m sure that he can tell you the exact date that he ordered his first one but I would say it was January or February of 2014.
Snake has been asking about another game. We haven’t played an official one since the beginning of June so I guess it’s about time to drive him insane again…
The Scrabble tiles are back. You remember how much he adored them the first time, right? Scrabble is his favorite board game. Not. And that just makes it even more fun for me.
The last time that we did a Scrabble game, he was earning points. We haven’t been doing the points lately so the rules have to change. So, instead of points, we are playing for days. To be precise, the number of days before he will be allowed an orgasm. His beginning date is December 18th so a week from today. He will be playing to see if he moves the date forward or backward…
Snake and I have been talking that we are about at our two year kinkiversary. No, we don’t have an exact date because like most other things in our life, we just decided to make a change and did it. We’re the poster children for snap decisions–which, in most cases, turn out to be the right ones.
I have a fairly public persona that we actively protect when it comes to stuff “here” and “there.” It drives me a little nuts. When both of your personas are almost entirely online, not getting any kind of bread crumb between the two of them is, if we’re being honest, nearly impossible.
A slipped reference, a missed login… and, if we’re going to get technical, even speech patterns and style suggests enough, over time, to draw lines.
I hate that it’s a problem. I have to actively change my writing style. I have to work to use different browsers for different types of work. I have to hide my phone, then encrypt it, then password it, then put locks on applications that then prompt for logins. It’s absolutely ridiculous.
This whole thing of anonymity and not crossing the streams is just over-the-top silly.
The communication gamification post the other day prompted some nice comments, but one in particular has stuck with me all week. Trying to figure out how to explain a bit more about our dynamic (Charmer and Mine) and how it all works, without hanging her (or the commenter) out to dry.
Some background first that might help – Charmer and I have been married for a loooooooooong time. Like nearly 30 years. Together for even longer. [SSC: You mean we didn’t get married before we dated?] In that time, we’ve developed a pretty solid relationship, we’ve been through some really incredibly great highs and lows that I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy. OK, perhaps that’s not entirely true, I actually would like to wish some of them on my worst enemy, but that sounds bad, so I’ll just leave it at that. [SSC: For the record, I would totally wish them on him.]
A couple of weeks ago we took a long weekend to Las Vegas. Our room was on the 28th floor and you could see the lights of The Strip. Of course, looking at the view was one of our favorite things to do. And Snake seemed to like looking at me as I looked at the view…
When we saw the theme for October was Simple Pleasures, Snake immediately knew that he wanted this picture. He started doing my pedicures back when I was pregnant with our son. In other words, an eon ago. 🙂 One day he was watching me getting frustrated because I couldn’t reach my toes. He offered to take care of it to be nice–and probably avoid another meltdown.
This idea came from a conversation that I had with a friend yesterday. I mentioned that I wasn’t very exciting, not in a poor-me way, but in a this-is-just-my-life way. She came back that I was so many different things and boring wasn’t one of them. She listed mom, business owner, and dancer. I didn’t really think about it again until our initial idea for the picture for today didn’t work out.
Over at the Male Chastity Journal, Lion wrote about “Can’t and Won’t” – and specifically how enforced chastity has applied to their lives. I thought it was really interesting to see the distinction between the two… and it got me thinking about how many things I’ve personally seen go from can’t to won’t to can to simply “yes, please.” It’s a different view on Can’t and Won’t, but it’s just how my brain works. 🙂
While this doesn’t apply only to enforced chastity, when Charmer and I started our journey, we sheepishly stumbled into chastity and I read up all I could. I tore through Thumper’s blog and I’m Hers and so many others. I read and studied (sorry, it’s what I do) and tried to learn what was fantasy, what was real. [SSC: Yes, believe me, he did. I think he would have done a report with citations if he thought that I would have read it. ] I wondered if it was really possible chastity and this new approach to being a couple could really have the impact these blogs talk about.
Continue reading “Can’t, Won’t, Don’t Wanna and Fear of the Unknown”
As most of you know, Snake has been caged and chaste since July 23rd. I decided that he needed an extended period of time locked to put him back into his subby mindset. He wrote about it here. Since then, he has one ruined and quite a bit of playtime with me on him, but no orgasms. The earliest date that he was going to be allowed to come was September 7th, but because of circumstances, last night was *the night*.
It started off as a pretty average Wednesday night around here. We went to our dance lesson, which we rocked, came home and had dinner and I had a bath. After the last two nights of being denied, I’m pretty sure that he was expecting it again last night. Have to keep the boy guessing…
Continue reading “The Song That Kept Looping Through My Brain…”
I’ve seen a whole series of articles and posts going around talking about what’s required to be a Dom(me). Of course the articles are all about the fact that there simply is not a “one true path” to being a Dom(me) but more of a mindset that you make your own.
There is so much information “out there” that gives rules on what is, and is not, truly fulfilling that role. From what you need to be thinking to how you are with your partners and submissive partners. Needless to say, it’s all bunk. The only way this can work is if you make it your own. There are infinite flavors and infinite ideas on what you may find appealing. Need inspiration? Everything from Fetlife to amazing writers (looking at you Domme Chronicles and so many more) that talk about so many aspects of things to think about.
But that’s not what this post is about.
This is going to be a non-kinky post–sorry, guys. It’s a bit of an update and some random thoughts so proceed at your own peril…
Back in May, I mentioned trying to run. The challenge was an Army Bootcamp one and running was a huge part of it. I did it, but I hated it. And everything hurt. My body just really doesn’t like running. I can hike for hours. Snake and I do competitive dance so we take lessons and practice for 4-5 hours per week. Running and I just are never going to be besties.
Last week was off just enough to be annoying. None of it huge stuff, but it just added up like life usually does.
We own our own business and our daughter works for us. That’s a good thing for her and for us most of the time. However, when she isn’t happy at work, she has a tendency to come to me rather than Snake. Of course, I work from home and he is in the office. I try to sort things out without interfering (ha!). She wants me to talk to “Dad” and he expects her to behave like an adult and, yeah, you get the picture. So, there was that wonderful employee/family dynamic for a couple of days.
She was also recovering from an ear infection which just added to her unhappiness. And Snake and I were both feeling a bit of a drop from the previous weekend’s activities. Add all of it together and things were just stressful and annoying.
Saturday night we went dancing for a little while and then came home to watch relax with wine and TV. We watched several episodes of Sense8. Still have no real idea of what is going on, but really like it so far. And the rainbow-colored dildo from the first episode? Love it!
Anyway, Snake thought he would try to be pushy about playtime and I told him that he was being mouthy. He jokingly asked me what I was going to do about it. Seriously? I told him that I already owed him 5 swats with the paddle from a couple of weeks back. (I honestly couldn’t remember what he had done, just that I owed him the 5. Apparently it was because he didn’t undress when he came home.) He kept giving me a hard time, and as people following me on Twitter saw, I went off to deal with a mouthy sub.