Happy New Year

Hi everyone, k here. Just wanted to take a break from all the work i've been doing and wish you all an early Happy New Years!

I did get to open that mystery package from Irch on Christmas day, actually it was around midnight on Christmas Eve, so technically still on Christmas day. I think i'll wait though to tell you what it was until Irch is back.

He's on a little holiday trip, and won't be back until after the new year. I've been busy working on some assignments from Him though, so i am constantly thinking of Him. And thanks to His gift i can feel Him with me every minute of the day.

So i hope you will all have a very happy new year! And may this next year be even more exciting than this year past.

Happy Holidays

Many joyous tidings of the season to all. May you all find the thrilling happiness, the rich earthiness, the transcendent sublimity that My love and ownership of my k gives me.

I mailed my elfin girl a sack-o-presents, which she opened the other day, before heading home to be with her family. Well she opened all but on small special present, which I'm asking her to unwrap on Christmas morning. I love surprises, and even more I love making my impatient k wait for things sometimes. Delayed gratification = one of the most useful tools in the Dom toolbelt ( and yes I suppose the belt itself is useful from time to time as well, thanks for asking).

Hope you are all making merry, drinking hot cocoa, singing centuries-old songs, and generally having a lovely holiday!

In Praise of Smart Submissive Women

So like a lot of men, I've been attracted to smart women my whole life. That's just one of the million wonderful irresistible things about my spectacular k, of course, but one of extreme importance to me.

I should qualify that by saying not just "smarts," but what some people might call "book-smarts" are what turn me on most. Brilliance and originality and imagination for sure, but also the depth and breadth of understanding, the enjoyment of knowledge itself, a level of geekiness about subject matter, a flair for the metaphysical. This my clever k has in abundance.

And when it's on display and in evidence as much as it has been this past week or so, I am just constantly craving her. Rigid and thrumming and heated and coiled-to-strike every moment of the day.

I won't get into all the myriad reasons that hyper-intelligent women are so alluring, but I will say that in a D/s relationship like ours, that level of brain power is even more attractive... For example, do you know the feeling of "Wow this person who is so brilliant and amazingly smart actually wants to spend time with me!"? It's so flattering and wonderful to realize that a person you admire intellectually would choose you. Well, take that a step further into the D/s world, and it becomes "Wow this person who is so brilliant and amazingly smart actually wants to lay in my lap for a spanking, then kneel and beg to swallow my cum!"

Yep, definitely a whole different level of "wow."

Diligent k has been hard at work lately, working on scholarly things for her graduate school applications (which I try to help with as much as I can), so I'm getting to see some new expression of her genius every day. She's also been very diligent about following the time-frames I've set out for her, keeping up and making sure she'll have everything ready when the time comes to send in the forms and papers. The combination of her astounding brilliance and her steady obedience has kept me in sexual overdrive the last week or two. It's no surprise that we've been having some of the hottest, most intense scenes of the 15-odd months that she's been Mine.

Guess I have a brain fetish. Luckily I am with the right woman for that.

Braving the Elements

Well I think I've written here enough times about how I do love the phone sex with my brilliant k. Well one thing that hasn't happened as often as we'd like lately, is being on the phone together when we can both really be as loud as we want. Often I'm calling her when her housemates are within earshot, which means that she can't raise her voice too loud when speaking, and tries to keep those delicious moans, keens, and orgasmic wails as stifled as she can.

Yes, it can be arousing to feel her fight to control and constrain her own outbursts, but sometimes I really want to hear what she has to say beyond those (admittedly eloquent) gasps and whimpers. So last night, I asked her to go on a "car date" with me.

I drove my car out to a secluded spot, she did too. I looked at the moon through the clouds. We had a luxurious rich time together on the phone. I got to hear her call me her Master as she built to orgasm. She came, shatteringly. I came, explosively. We longed to be together, flesh to flesh, as we always do.

My devastatingly obedient k went out in very cold Texas winter weather to do this, late at night, simply because I asked. She didn't raise the slightest objection, but simply wanted it because I wanted it. And somehow her matter-of-factness about it was the thing that stunned me the most. I requested, and she complied, without question, despite the weather and the late hour and the fact that she'd have to make up some excuse to her roommates.

That is the kind of time-stopping moment that fills me with awe at her submission, reminds me of the heady responsibility that comes with being her Dom, shows me the profound power of our relationship, and turns me on like nothing else. So far past just fulfilling needs and base desires, our D/s is a mode of being, a way of living, a meaning within meanings.

I am so madly in love with my unique and glorious k.

Domly Pride

Well I am just ridiculously proud of my stunning k these days. She has made a serious commitment to getting graduate school applications out this year, and since the moment she reached the decision, she has been so dedicated to the goal. Just a wonderful whirlwind of activity, quite impressive to watch.

And of course I can't help but feel that big welling up of pride in my chest when I see her tackling these big difficult projects and putting so much of herself into the work. This is something that she doesn't have to do. She's doing it because she has the desire (and a willing mentor through the process), and she goes into it fully aware of the amount of effort it will take. The fact that she is taking time out of her other activities and pastimes to focus on this never fails to make me smile.

I've written here before about how this kind of pride is different from any other I've experienced. Obviously it's based on the kind of special feeling you get when the person you are in love with does something wonderful in the world. That's the basis, but it extends outward to other places too. There's a sort of teacher/student twist to it too, and of course an erotic component (Yes when she bears down and concentrates like she does, it makes me hard - I'm a freak like that). But it's beyond those things too.

k amazes constantly, but I never get used to it. I feel like I can take part in her accomplishments and endeavors more than I ordinarily would simply because I am her Dom. I lay claim to everything she does (good or bad) to some degree. I know that the solid core of strength at the center of her, that which gives her the power to do great things, is something that I own and nurture and cultivate. Not that it isn't her strength - it undoubtedly is intrisic to the person she is at heart, with our without me - but I know that I help her to recognize it and use it and see it for what it is.

And once she gets going, she is just unstoppable. Keep working hard, my sexy one.

Hot Chocolate

So it should come as no surprise that I love to eat - think I've mentioned that enough times here. My enjoyment of hot chocolate, though, goes beyond the usual sensual pleasures of food and drink. I don't make it unless it's cold, and it carries the connotation of introspection, a gathering inward both physical and mental. Not so much a "hearth and home" thing, as just a slower and more muted flow between myself and the outside world.

Making chocolate takes some time, at least the way I make it, and of course I've got my favorite ways to do it so that it comes out right. It's important to me that it be rich, for one thing. Whole milk only, please (or soy milk in a pinch, still better than lowfat, and with that nutty kind of edge to it). I've got to feel that I'm really drinking something substantial, with some body to it.

I like the bitterness of chocolate balanced by the sweetness of sugar, but not overwhelmed by it. The tension between the two is sexy. And add in some savory elements, which of course are my well-kept secret, and maybe a dash of vanilla. The whole thing must be simmered at low heat for a long time, with care and patience as the flavor matures, but also with snapping whips of the wire whisk to keep everything blended properly and create a nice froth on top.

Is it any wonder that making a good cup of cocoa makes Me ache to touch My far-richer, far-sweeter, far more complex, far far far more fulfilling k?

Starting the Day Off right

Have I mentioned recently how I do love the phone sex with my succulent k? This morning we happened to manage about 40 minutes together before we each had to leave for our respective workplaces. I wanted more than anything to make her cum.

I flipped on my webcam, and basically just stared at her through it, while my fingers flew over the keyboard. Probably the most typographical errors ever, but I think the gist of what I was getting at went through. I didn't want her to type back to me, and she didn't. Just watched my eyes and read my words and rubbed her clit and imagined all the things I was describing.

And then time was running short - I picked up the phone and continued our little "scene" that way, still with her just listening. Well, not exactly just that. She made delicious noises: the tight sharp hisses and keening whimpers and throaty moans I love more than anything. They are still ringing in my ears now, hours later. She gasped my name as she came, which is a pure miracle every time it happens.

So yeah, sometimes having a time limit can be fun. Sometimes my subbie having to be quiet because of roommates that might hear her can be fun. Always pulling my gorgeous k down deep into that spiral of submission and drawing her orgasm out in unraveling sheer ribbons of ecstasy is transcendent pleasure.

Perfect way to relax before work. Thanks, telecommunications industry!