Last night was not a god one for me.! It started with my not being able to keep awake past nine forty-five ,  and nearly falling asleep at the desk...Not a big thing i guess, but my body has being shutting off  for sleep earlier and earlier the past few weeks, may MK's idea of a nap was not such a bad one on retrospect.
Anyhow i toddled off to the bedroom and was in a semi sleep when i heard the phone ring, and hoping (foolishly) it would be our son i sprang back to life again and went to see if it was. Nope, it was Master's sister and well then i felt stupid for raising my hopes up that it would have been our eldest.
The reason i wanted to speak to son number one was , i felt that last time he phoned i was a little abrupt as we were then going out of the door, and i wanted to tell him i cared for him , and find out how his trip to see his girlfriend went..Yes, ok i could phone him but he has lost his phone and i never know when he is at home to use his house phone , and dont like speaking to guys there that he shares his house with incase i make him look like a mummy's boy.
So i went back to bed and tossed and turned a while, till falling asleep, and was then woken  when Master came to bed as i had managed to spread the blankets all over the bed and my body, trouble is then i was awake again.  :-( , poor Master i must be the worlds most fidget to sleep next to and last night was no exception, as i tried to get comfortable, and might have dropped off again once or twice only to be awoken by His voice telling me i was snoring and to turn over.
i did turn over, Then thought about it and turned over again, right the way out of the door, and into  the spare room bed, full of frustration that i have kept Him awake again, and disturbed my own sleep pattern again. ( and i know how important His sleep is to Him so believe me this was not done on purpose) i was left feeling sad and the sense of failure washed over me as i beat myself up about snorring  yet again. i hate not sleeping with Him , but would rather remove myself from the situation than keep waking Him.
Well my night went something like close my eyes , listen to the rest of the house snore , get grumpy cos i was not asleep, count sheep in my head, relax enough to drift off, have a nightmare and wish i hadnt have bothered.Get up and read with a mug of darjeeling tea and the rest of my chocolate, and finally come and blog on here.
Sorry if i sound a wingey bratt on here... ( i probably am) , but i can still here snorring as the men folk doze and i just wish i could have had a nice nights sleep. ( maybe tonight will bring better options)
hugs
saffy


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Cigars

 Ever since i can remember the aroma of a cigar has conjured up childhood memories of christmas time, when my father used to have his annual smoke of them. Generally one of those large ones but sometimes the little castello ones were smoked if it was during the day. The smell brought with it a feeling of happiness and relaxation, of times when i felt safe because i was normally with my father, and  i was a daddys girl....
But, over the last few years, cigars have come to mean something different to me....let me try to explain why.........
The first time Master and i met , i went though a list of things that i would do, i might do or things that were a big no no to me . Master listened to my likes and dislikes .........made a note i am sure of the ones that i would not consider and brought forth from His lips a few suggestions of His own. One of these was what would i do if he was to burn me on the fud (vagina) with a cigar.
As i was not collared to Him at the time, He got a very blunt and sure answer, that i thought that would insane and i was sure that i wouldnt try it..............so that was a no? (the last question from Master) Well, umm maybe its a maybe , (my brain was already racing ahead but wondering if i let this  Master in my life, how far He would push me ) my masochistic side suddenly wanting to feel the pain of that heat from a cigar on my bare flesh, but not sure still if it was a bad or a good thing . Hadn't i been willing to let someone do a brand on my skin before though............what would be so very different from the heat of a cigar to a person branding me . ( but ummmmm  you never got branded , and any how the person who was going to do this was a professional body artist, said my sane side.)
The subject of the cigars was dropped , as Master and i built up O/our relationship over time and i thought that He had forgotten it, i listened to Him telling me, after W/we had  a session , on how to some people would have considered what we just did abuse and a no no, and those words , made me think of the time that i had put this limit on the cigar thing.
Then Master did fisting on me ........something that was on a very low maybe, bordering on  a no......and that brought an even bigger message to me. i had said maybe , nearer no to this one because of a bad exerperience that happened to me in my preMaster days , and yet Master made me cum over and over with it......this was not a bad thing fisting , it was great. My conclusion, (egged on by my want of pain ) was if this was so yum, then maybe i was wrong over the the cigar issue, and maybe i aught to try them just to see if they were good or not.
The outcome of the story, i have learnt not to put limits on what i will and wont accept with my Master.... He knows what i like and i have to get past the mental barriers that are put there by the saftey police and i now trust that He would never do anything that would harm me permanantly. ( i can say this with confidence as i know He would never use a taboo action on me that are a NO in capitals as they are also His as well).
The report on the cigar burning is , It was wonderful, it gave that extra shove over the edge when He burnt me and pushed me higher than i would normally fly. He didnt just walk up to me and burn me with the tip of the cigar, oh no, it was a gradual process, bringing a  play session of wax  to a heady claimax.   The feeling that the heat gives as it touches the skin is a shock yes, but the waves of endorphins that drown you afterwards soon outweigh the initial bite.
i am lucky,  that i have a Master who took time to get to know His slave , and has the patience to let me reach out to Him and not try to force issues with what He wanted before i was ready to take the next step.
If you take one thing from this post . please let it be this , that you should never say no without a good reason, and to have not tried something before, is not a good reason, You never know you might try it and like it............look at the pleasure i got from it.
saffy




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testing the cupping set

Well Master sent me inot slave heavan the other day , by testing out the cupping set we recently purchased. He started off by placing a cup at the top of my thigh , ( and i must admit i was nervous as i didnt know what to expect) but it gave  a lovely bite almost like an insect bite that continued to throb there until the cup was removed. i thought it looked really funny to see a circle of skin puffed up under the little perspex dome and must admit to grinning at Master, which of course made Him decide to try them out on my nipples .. i didnt think that these would work as i have very large nipples and well the dont come out very often (unless Master tweaks them) as they are inverted.
Well the little glass dome cured that really quick and i was sent zooming into subspace as He attached the other one on the other nipple. looking at them i must admit (from my limited memory) that they looked really funny stretched out like that and i must admit although they stung the more He pumped them the effect was wonderful.
Master decided to leave the treat of one on my  pussy for another day , (yup now my mind is silently wondering what that will feel like) and made me lay on the bed while He proceeded in His knowledgable way to make me cum for Him over and over again. my lips of my vagina were throbbing at His touch, and my head spun,  i know that i had some pain there but at one point He waited for me to beg Him for more pain. At that point i would have welcomed His beloved canes with open legs as so to speak. When He finally alwed his body to cum with mine i spiralled completely out of control and i am pulled close to Him while i land from this lofty place He has flung my mind body and soul . Safely cradled in His arms and forever in His heart .....happy valentines my Master......i love You with all i am , all i was and all i ever shall be
saffy
xxx

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sony

Sony
When given this word to blog about i was a little bit baffled about what to write, and well if this is an odd post i apologise in advance. My first thought about what to write would have been the memory of the first job interview that i ever went to, which was at a Sony factory where they assembled televisions etc.
i was nervous at the time as i had been told all sorts of rumors about the place , including the fact that they had to do an hours exercise in a courtyard every morning and all sorts of other horror stories......but when i arrived i was soon told that for the most of them, they were just that rumors.
However i was asked to do a dexterity test which i failed miserably on (and thus didn't get the job) due to dispraxia making it impossible for me to coordinate my left and right hands at the shape sorting  they asked me to do. There loss was my gain as i got employment at a different place... but that is another times story.
So what else could i tell you about Sony, well it is the brand name of the television that we have at the moment, and also the brand name of my earphones that Master got me.
Thinking along the lines of those earphones i guess they could come real handy if Master ever decides to do sensory deprivation as they block out all sounds and could be very powerful in a scene. Funny how a little word can make you think of these things.........but no i really can not think of anything else that i want to blog about so instead i will end this entry with why Sony is called Sony (shamelessly poached from wikipedia )
When Tokyo Tsushin Kogyo was looking for a romanized name to use to market themselves, they strongly considered using their initials, TTK. The primary reason they did not is that the railway company Tokyo Kyuko was known as TKK.^[8] The company occasionally used the acronym "Totsuko" in Japan, but during his visit to the United States, Morita discovered that Americans had trouble pronouncing that name. Another early name that was tried out for a while was "Tokyo Teletech" until Morita discovered that there was an American company already using Teletech as a brand name.^[12]
The name "Sony" was chosen for the brand as a mix of two words. One was the Latin word Sonus which is the root of "sonic" and "sound" and the other was "sonny," a familiar term used in 1950s America to call a boy.^[7] The first Sony-branded product, the TR-55 transistor radio, appeared in 1955 but the company name did not change to Sony until January 1958.^[13]
At the time of the change, it was extremely unusual for a Japanese company to use Roman letters to spell its name instead of writing it in kanji. The move was not without opposition: TTK's principal bank at the time, Mitsui, had strong feelings about the name. They pushed for a name such as Sony Electronic Industries, or Sony Teletech. Akio Morita was firm, however, as he did not want the company name tied to any particular industry. Eventually, both Ibuka and Mitsui Bank's chairman gave their approvallol
hugs saffy

thankyou

 i had a really beautiful valentine's day this year, (unfortunately this has been the earliest moment i have been able to post on here due to eyes watching what i type and privacy that is very rare in this house. ) The day started with Master wanting a mug of coffee at 7:30 am ( not the normal routine of things ) and just before the allotted time he came down already awake. After this my day just got better and better , as master had obviously planned a day of spoiling and pampering for me.
We went out and MK went to the store to get some items, (i wasn't allowed in this time and was told to stay in the car), and so while i was waiting for Him i amused myself watching the other customers come an go........there was an elderly couple ,  they made me smile as he came round from his side of the car to open the door for his partner and then toddled off to the store arm in arm. Then there was the young man who was in a hurry and almost fell as he passed. (this made me feel a little better about my frequent falls that i have if the younger generation can over balance as well.) The woman who had to park her car right in the middle of the bay and spent nearly five minutes reversing in and out to get it just so..... another older couple that thought the floor was a litter bin and disregarded their till receipts on the floor just like falling leaves at autumn. So engrossed with this was i , that i failed to notice Master come back to the car and unload His shopping into the rear of the car, and the first i realised that He was back was when the boot shut and He was climbing in the driving seat.
After this short period of time Master took me to have pancakes and syrup for my breakfast (not something that i would normally have) and it was so yum , made even better for the fact that i had a beaker of hot chocolate and no washing up to do afterwards.Finishing the meal was restful listening to Master and the radio and wishing that i could have perhaps a little longer of His company, i was pleasantly surprised to hear that we were going to go to some other places as well .
First stop was the horse tack shop that sells a variety of crops and whips , and a few mouth pieces as well . i am sure that Master enjoyed teasing me showing me the leather straps and crops . There were a few nice ones there but none that really spoke to Master and so we left and went on to our next destination , which was another little town with some interesting shops etc in them.
Looking was fun at the little thrift shop that sold everything from second hand clothes , to books, to blankets , to crockery.... no blankets like the one that Master was looking for though , and so on to the antiques shop, where O/our carpet beater came from, but sadly that was closed on a Monday so we couldn't look in there for things.
Master then took me into a deli that sold the herbal tea that i love and got me some new variety to try including some to help me relax when it is night time ( yup the nightmares still haunt me ) and some nice rose, lavender and Camille tea....i have to say that is beautiful and i could drink this quite happily and give up normal black tea if i was allowed.
By this time my leg was being a pain (literally) , so Master took me to a seat told me to wait while He got some pain killers, and then went on to get  a coffee and tea so i could take them. The tablets eased the pain, but Master decided that it was time to leave for home and we did.........On arrival back , He sent me upstairs to wait and hid gifts for me all downstairs.......i got a big bunch of red roses , chocolate, (green and black of course) a heart shaped pillow (but a  pink one this year to match my red one, and a lovely card. (yup i am spoilt)
We had a memorable afternoon, first  a fenjel bath , playing with the cups (more about them in a different post) and then He ordered me an Indian takeaway for my dinner .
Never has a  girl felt so cherished and loved .... thank you Master for making my valentines day really memorable.
saffy
xxx



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Get knotted revisited

 Yesterday Master gave me two words..........the first being one that i laughed at .......asparagus , and the second ropes. Well as i had asked for another word when He had given me asparagus, how could i say to Him, that i had already blogged about the second word and recently.( so a rareity occurred ....i kept quiet)
On reflection i guess i should have just gone with the first word, and if i had have done maybe it would have gone something like this
Asparagus
This is a vegetable that i adore, but only when in season as i think it tastes better fresh and young. Alot of people decide that they dont like this green stalk (though you can get white ones) when they are served an old one ...These are not nice and can be ropey and tough. It also happens to be one of Master's least favourite vegetables. (and it is at this point that a penny drops so loudly that i am suprised that a national warning wasnt issued to Great Britan for the racket it made )
Asparagus, not something that Master would ever eat if given a choice, but He has done and without moaning. How often has my smart mouth just had to have the last word with what is going on around us (even if it is under my breath) If i have not liked something how often had i in the past hid a toy that He would have got great pleasure in using just because i had decided that i didnt want it used on me? Were these my decisions now to use? How often had i said to Him i didnt like something knowing full well that i did this the likelyhoood that it would be done again was slim.? Should i not be putting His needs and wants before my own?
Admittibley i have opinions and thoughts as well, but then he realises this and has always taken these into consideration for me. How stubborn have i been? Yet i did lots to try and make my slavery known to Him, No one could deny my love for Him, and the way i wanted , no needed to feel when i acheived the goals that He had set. Yet when i had the blips that i had, He  went to have cave time, and still stood by me afterwards.

Ahh Master the penny started to drop with that blackboard that You introduced, ( i dont like seeing the marks on there mocking me everytime that i look to You) not knowing what those lines are for, but knowing that it cant be good,and also knowing , worse than that , it means that i have upset You. i have tried alot harder since it appeared in our life, but now there is a bigger penny , that of asparagus that needs to be fixed immediately and i promise You with all i am , all i was an all i ever shall be that i will remember (as far as my memory will let me )that i will remember the essay of ropes and asparagus when i get that no word in mind.

 

Now for the other word of the night................rope. This can be the most sensual feeling in the world, and You already know because of my previous blog , and because of the communication that we share that i love Japanese bondage or kinbaku-bi as it is better known , ut what about all the other options that we have in our lifestyle with ropes and string. 

i guess i neglected to say about the rope/hemp flogger that we own , that is laughingly named as the Master's kiss.

When that first arrived i laughed at the title that it was given , i was oblivious to the bit that those seemingly innocent little threads of rope could give in the skin , with the knots tied in to give that extra mmmph. i dont laugh at it now as i know how quick it can raise a welt as it lands on flesh, but i equally am knowledgable to the fact that it can feel like a pair of lips as it caresses the body gently before it restores order on its next bite. Maybe being called the Master's Kiss was an appropiate name for it after all. 

Another thing that slipped my mind to mention the last time that i was blogging about ropes was the the way that they can be a handy thing in bondage , that most people have laying about and are not to shocking for a nilla person to find. Who would guess that that could be used to truss Your slave up like a Yule turkey though, immobilising her where ever You wish to fasten her. 

i also forgot to say about the wonderful clothing that can be made out of ropes and the image it creates when a Master/Mistress makes a bra of the stuff and the breasts stand proudly like to purpley/black beacons infront of the submissive. Tempting You Dominant Ones to tweak and pinch...perhaps have a slap or add weights. 

i also neglected how a simple bit of rope/string is tied about one's person just to remind the lifestyle that i chose to live.

hugs softly i am sure that You would find many more that i have not mentioned this time either my Master 

saffy

xx

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Sitting here i was thinking , i must be one of the most spoilt slaves alive. Yesterday i was given two , no make that three unexpected gifts from my Master. The first was His undivided attention and He took me out to lunch at a sleepy little town near us.
We started off before lunch looking in one of my favourite shops ( an antique /junk shop).There were a few nice things there, but nothing that grabbed my eye like the small chest of drawers that Master purchased for us last time we were there. At one point we did consider a small metal chest for our toys... but it was not really going to be any better than what we already have, and the inside was a little rough as well. . So we left empty handed this time.
We then went to have lunch at a little cafe. He ordered for me so i did not get stressed on trying to decide what meal there would be good for me , and i have to say the food was good . i was given a mixed cheese salad, ( i adore salad, but we rarely have it at home as it is the wrong time of year and the mini adult does not like salads so much) It was lovely, presented with a mixture of grated cheeses in the middle, and surrounded by baby salad leaf, couscous, pasta, potato salad, tomatoes, beans, you name it it was on that plate.( but not in vast amounts so it was not over powering. )i was also given a wholemeal crusty bread roll....which tasted home made.
Master had the chilli con carne with a salad bowl and chips.... His looked ok but i was pleased i had my meal as to me it looked more appealing. To drink we had to big glass mugs of  hot chocolate., just right for warming us up on a cold day. As i said the meal was lovely and it was beautiful just to spend time with my One and know that there was going to be no family interrupting and to get away from the house as well for a few hours.
After we had finished we went to look at the market at all the different plants, clothes and vegetables, there was nothing there that we needed and so we went to another shop further down the road.....This was an Aladdin's cave of all things beautiful... a deli , selling olives, cheeses, different pastas etc........health products which were enviromentally friendly , handmade soaps, cards , clothes. All in different rooms, so a bit like a mini mall , but all in one shop. I must admit i fell in love with a few things that were in that shop, and Master brought me another gift in there. ( a pentagram ).
Later when we left the town and were in the big supermarket for the shop, He purchased a knitting magazine for me as well , with a design for a blanket on it ....................
Well i did start this blog entry by saying i am spoilt.... and i am very much so..........
Thankyou Master for all You gave me yesterday......the most precious being the time that W/we spent together.
love You
saffy


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