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Sunday, June 12, 2005

Book Tag

1. Total number of books I've owned
This section horrifes me. Over the years I’ve had to have owned well over five hundred books, I’m sure I’ve ‘whittled it down’ as JeN said. Mainly because I have a nasty habit of buying trashy romances novels, but hey when you don’t have a guy, these books are great for living vicariously. Also the can really get the motor thrumming if they’re slutty enough.
2. The last book I bought
I bought three, Nora Roberts “Black Rose”, Christine Feehans “Oceans of Fire” and Anne McAffrey and Todd McAffrey’s Dragons Kin.
3. The Last Book I read
Black Rose by Nora Roberts the second in a trilogy, The first being Blue Dahlia and the last (coming out in December 2005) is Red Lily. But before that I read Dragon’s Kin and the Chesapeake bay trilogy along with Chesapeake Blue….I’ve read about 15 books in the last month.
4. 5 books that mean something to me
Book 1) The Secret Garden. The first chapter book I remember reading on my own.
Book 2) Blue Adept: My first real fantasy book….
Book 3) Ok does Hobbit and LOTR count as one? I think it should….sorta…ok not really I’m cheating but I have to! Those two because, they’ve taught me a lot about describing things in my writings. I mean when a guy can describe a blade of grass for a page, you’ve gotta pay attention.
Book 4) Children’s books: Velveteen rabbit and the Balloon Tree. Yes I’m still cheating! These because they make me remember, not always a good thing but not always a bad thing.
Book 5) oh god can I do it,…? Pick just one….ok…Rebellion by Nora Roberts, my first historical romances, and one of my first romances altogether. It has driven me to buy most of her other books and I can not bring myself to give them away or sell them. Does that make me sad?
5. Tag 5 people and request they fill this out on their journals
Andrea, uhm….I’d say G but he doesn’t have his own blog/journal thingy. I don’t really know anyone else to tag. When I meet them, I’ll tag them.

This is all I have time for, hellish day. God I'm pathetic I really think I need help why else does someone like me rip themselves inside out?

Eroticfae(Just read my post what the hell happened what with the strange letterS?! *goes off to cry*)

|| by Fae ||
9:27:00 PM |

He called me this morning, like he said he would. He had asked me to try and have some things ready for the session. I was so tired I had forgotten to but he wasn't terribly upset and didn't punish me for that.
He wanted me to have clothes pins, a paddle brush and my toys there. Well, my toys were there, and one clothes pin...I wonder where the hell the others are..? Anyway, but I didn't have the brush there, he told me to go and get it, so I did, on my way back into my room I made certain to close the door so that my cats wouldn't come in the room. When I was lying back down he asked me what I was wearing for him, I smiled and answered, "nothing,". His answer varies but it remains along the lines of "Just the way I like my pet,". I always try to be naked for him when I know he's going to call. I love his accent, it drives me a little crazy and really gets me going. Especially when he starts ordering me...it gets all deep and forceful and with the kiwi accent it's too much, it makes me tremble inside.
He started the session by making me use my nails to scratch over my stomach, just up to the bottom of my breasts and down over the tops of my thighs. Everytime my nails went over to my sides I arched up, it tickled me but it was a sensual feeling. Then he had me using my nails over my clit, scratching just lightly; it was the first time for something like this, actually it was the first time for a lot of these things. I'm definately a fan of rubbing my clit, but scratching was nice to change it up a little. He had me push two fingers inside and start fucking myself....this was normal and it's not one of my favourites I prefer to use my toys but I did it because he told me to. Sometimes it seems like he asks me if I want to do it....but this time, it was a "Do it." type deal....kinda sexy. He let me orgasm the once without any restrictions put on it. After that was when it got...different.

He told me that since I was relaxed we could move into some of the other things that might be a little intense for me. He told me that if I wanted to stop at any time all I would have to say is "stop" and we would, then he told me that if I wanted to orgasm I would have to ask. I've never had to ask about something like that and since I find it difficult to orgasm anyway I didn't know how big a problem that would be. I hate asking for things....*grins*...funny how quickly that can change under the right circumstances.

He asked if my nipples were hard, they were and so he had me make them harder. He told me to pinch and pull, twist, tug on them. I love pinching my nipples, it sends a thrill right through me the pulling and tugging makes me feel...I don't know...a little dirty I guess...but I like it. that's when he told me to put the pin on. It didn't hurt as much as I thought it would, at least not when I put it on. I didn't bother to think about how it would feel when I took it off. It felt...good to have it on, I could only find the one so he had me pinch my other nipple as hard as the clamped one. That's when it hurt...but in a good way. Then he had me kneel on all fours, and told me he would love to be there with me....inspecting me, making me his. He had me take the hairbrush and spank myself...I can only imagine how much better it would have been if he was doing it with his hand...I could feel the clothes pin pulling on my nipple, every once in a while it brush against my arm or the pillow and I could feel the tug all the way in my core.

He made me spank both sides ten times and count them. He let me do it in cycles of five, and even let me soothe it a little by rubbing it. I liked the spanking and now even a few hours later I can still feel it...I still wish it was him though...his hands on me. When I was lying down again on my back he told me to get my vibrating dildo and push it inside myself and just hold it there...It's the larger of the two dildos that Ihave and it stretches me everytime I put it in...it hurts a little at first but then after the vibrations go for a while all is well. I was rubbing my clit a little, and then he had me spank myself there too...that was intense...everytime I hit it I jerked a little and I could feel myself going under even then and I had to focus on the leaves outside my window for a few seconds to pull myself back from the edge. Then he told me to grab my vibrator, he's called Henri, Jen named him. he's my purple powerhouse vibe. Then he told me I wasn't going to do what I thought I was with it. He had me run it up and down between my dildo and my ass. Then he had me hold it on the entrance to my ass, I was a little scared he would ask me to push it in...I don't think I could...well I could but I'd be thouroughly disgusted with myself I think. I think. I don't know. After holding it there for a few minutes he had me bring it up and put it on my clit, I was writhing....going crazy after I put it on my clit. Holding the vibrating g-spot dildo inside me and rubbing my vibe over my clit I was almost bucking on the bed. I could feel it start, the tightening I started asking, just with a please at first. Then I actually started begging him, My master. For release, to be able to orgasm.

Just when I thought I was going to do it without permission unless I stopped everything and wept in frustration he said I could and it flowed through me like waves, albeit pulsating waves. Waves can't pulsate but they do in my mind....

There is more, but I'll add it in later my mum's gonna be home soon.

G, if you want to add anything feel free to edit it in, just mark it somehow, colour it differently or something ok? I love you.

Ciao all.
Eroticfae

|| by Fae ||
12:00:00 PM |