A Dream...

We are standing waiting to be seated at a restaurant. It was with low lights, dark and very inviting. From the moment we steeped through the doors it felt intimate, quiet and very warm. You had on khakis and a dark buttoned up shirt, very handsome. I was in a black skirt, black stockings that caught at my thigh and a black, tight shirt where my sleeves cut off in the middle of my arms. It barely showed my cleavage. I had on high heels and looked very lady like with my hair curly.

I was so proud to be standing next to you with all kinds of women looking at you ... every single one wanted to be me and have your arm around their waists. I wanted you to hold me closer, you squeezed my hip. Knowing these women want you and you are still holding me is making me hot. I feel the heat growing between my legs, throbbing. I want to be sat down so my legs can have a break.

We are finally seated in a booth right next to eachother. It is off in a corner somewhere and I am wondering if you asked for this table. Everything is so dark, there is people all around us and I hear mumbles. You are ordering our drinks and I don't even hear what is said. I watch the waiter walk away and I am looking at a lady. She looks trashy, with bleach blonde hair and a very tight skimpy red dress. I am wondering if you see her, then I feel your hand.

You have your arm around me pulling me closer and rub your hand on my breast. I want you to squeeze, but you are just rubbing it gently. My nipples are hard and my cunt is hot. I want you fuck my mouth and know that there is no chance of that for a long while. I look at you, and I see you are horny in your eyes. I love the look on your face when you want me and can't have me.

When the waiter comes back you move your hand from my breast and open your straw to take a drink, your hands are rolling the wrapper that the straw was in and I just watch the way they move. I love your hands, I want them back on me. I suppose you can read my mind because as soon as I think it your hand is on my thigh rubbing up and down. My pussy is throbbing now ... your hands do these things to me. Then you slide your hand up.

"No panties?" You look shocked, surprised, and even more horny.

I blush, I wanted to surprise you later. But you have found my pussy hot, and wet. Waiting for you. I can't help it, you turn me on. Every woman wants you and your hand is in the place they all with your hand was at on them. I love knowing they want you but I am jealous at the same time.

"Slut" You whisper in my ear as you take my hand and place it on your cock. You are hard and I feel the heat. I want to free you and lick you all over, but before I get the chance to touch even more you start to play with my clit. I am throbbing and aching, I have been wet and hot the whole time waiting. It takes mere seconds before I come and try to not make a fool out of myself. My face is hot and I cover my mouth in hopes that no sound comes out. You just smile and bring your finger to my lips for me to clean.

I am soaked, my thighs are wet and I feel like I need to go clean up. But you wont let me. You make me sit there next to you as the food comes. I can't pay attention to the food, I am starving but I long to eat something else. I want you in my mouth. I am begging you with my eyes. You are taking your time. Smiling in between each bite. I am throbbing again, you are doing wicked things and know it.

"Please, Sir... I need to clean myself up."
"You may go clean up now"

I smile and rush to the bathroom. I fear that my skirt is damp. Shocked if it isn't. When I am done I stop to look in the mirror, I am flushed. My cheeks are rosy. My hair messy. You did a wild number on me. I am throbbing again and I fix it all up when I see you come into the ladies room through the mirror. You are smiling. You look even more wicked.

"Come here Slut" you growl at me. Any hope I had of not dripping down on my stalking is gone. I am wet and it just wont stop. As I get close to you, you grab a handful of my hair and slam your lips down on me. I moan. I love the way your kiss hurts, but I want more. I feel your hand tighten and you pull me closer. Your groin is pushed hard into mine and feel your cock pushing, straining to get out. As I reach down you slap me.

"I didn't say you can touch me"
"Yes Sir"

You push me down to where my face is right in front of your straining pants. You let me reach for you while your hands are still tangled in my hair. My heart is pounding, someone can walk in at any moment. There could be no explaining this to anyone. I cant unzippen you fast enough. My hands are shaking ... all I know is I want you in my mouth.

By the time I am done and have you out I see the pre-cum on the tip of your cock. I lick it away, tasting and savoring the taste in my mouth. I want more of you. I lick all the way down the shaft and back up. I want to taste every inch of you. Feel you in my mouth. Your hand it tightening. I love the way your cock jerks in my hands.

"Suck it slut."

I open my mouth and before I am ready you thrust into my eager mouth. I am sucking as you are thrusting, I can't help but gag. But I love it. You are pulling my hair and fucking my mouth. I look up and there is a sheer look of pleasure on your face. You are fucking my mouth and I am your slut on my knees in the ladies room. My eyes are watering as you pound into my mouth harder.

Then you cum and grunt as your seamen is filling my mouth and throat. I taste the heat and salty flavor. I am trying to swallow all I can. Your hands are still in my hair as you pull out of my mouth. You are watching me as I try to get the parts that are seeping from my mouth, I am pushing them back in. I want to drink all of you. When I am done you let go of my hair and fix yourself back up.

As I stand to fix my skirt and shirt you stand watching me. Mentioning at some point that I might want to wash my lips and fix my hair. When I turn around to go back to the mirror you walk out. As I am fixing myself up I realize I am no longer hungry. I am quite full and can' wait for desert.

When I get back to the booth you look like your normal handsome self. You pat the seat and I sit down. You kiss me sweetly on the mouth as the waiter comes around with the desert menu. You place your hand on my thigh again, and I start throbbing once more.

You tell the waiter we wont be having desert tonight. I feel grumpy ... then you whisper in my ear "at least not here." I am excited, and can't wait to leave. I can never get enough of you.

And dessert ended up being the best part.

Links Help???

I am completely annoyed by this whole blogger thing. I have an AOL journal that is really easy to manage. So far blogger.com has been able to offer me almost everything an AOL journal can, but Links!

I want to add a links list on here, but I can't seem to figure it out. I have spent at least 3 hours searching for the information I need and can't find it anywhere. If it is right under my nose I still can't find it.

I find it annoying because there are blogs that I love on here, and I want easy access to them ... and to also share them. I suppose I am just a complainer.

But if anyone (like anyone is reading this) knows how to add links to other blogs and such on my sidebar, could you please leave a comment or email me? Thanks ya'll.

I Want..

This was an E-mail just sent to my Master:

I am horny. No matter how I would start this email it would end up me being horny. I can't help it. I am such a horny little slut.

I was watching TV and this man put his hand on this woman's thigh. And it made me think of the moment you first touched my thigh when we were on our way to dinner, then I thought of your hands on my legs when we were "watching" that movie. I loved the way you touched me. I want to feel you touch me again.

I want to just be sitting somewhere and all of a sudden feel your hand on my leg, just rubbing it. Up and down back and forth just all over, lightly. It feels great when my legs are felt. But then I imagine your hand coming up and brushing against my nipple through my shirt, they get so hard with that thought. I have to stop and touch them, they are hard and begging for attention. I can't deny them attention like I wish I could. They love to be touched.

I can't help but imagine your hands all over me, on my arms rubbing them softly. On my thighs tickling them up and down. On my breasts, touching and rubbing. Your hands bring so many ideas to my head ... and though I am rambling through all of this ... believe me my mind is loving me right now.

I want your hands to undress me. Stopping to feel parts of me along the way. I wouldn't stay dry for long, I doubt I could stay dry while you take off my shirt. But with each layer I imagine you touching through the fabric, shit off ... touch breasts through bra ... bra off, kiss nipples ... skirt down, slapping my ass through panties ... and so on. Would you kiss my nipples K? Right before you suck on them? Would you nibble a little, and let me feel the ping of pleasure and pain through them? I want to feel that at least once.

But I also want to undress you. I didn't get a chance to do that. I want to unbutton your shirt slowly, kissing you all the way down. I want to slide your shirt off and kiss your neck and shoulders all over and down over your chest. I want to unbutton your pants and linger kisses there. I want to rub your cock through your pants before I can unzippen them. My mouth watering. I want to unzippin your pants slowly, almost teasing you. Once they are gone I want to kiss your cock while your underwear are on, I want to kiss you there for a few moments before pulling them down. Then obviously kiss your cock all over before sucking. I want to suck you again, can I mention that enough?

More then anything I want to feel you inside of me. I know its sooo bad. But I want that above all else. I want you to fill me up, to take control and fuck me. I want to feel your cock driving inside of me and not worry about how bad it hurts. I want you to fuck me until you can't fuck anymore. And once your done I just want you to lay on me and hold me. Will you sleep on me again, please? I want that too.

I want so much. I want to be your submissive slut. I want all of this and so much more. I am soooo fucking wet. I really wish you could see how thoughts of you drive me wild. I feel so naughty and I can't even touch myself. I want to take a bath and just feel all over and finger myself into a great orgasm.

OK, I will cut this one off ... my nipples are hurting, and my pussy is throbbing.

Your Slut

Submissive Ramblings

So who am I and what the hell do I want? I have no clue, and I have no clue. Plain and simple this is my journey to find who I really am.

I know I am young and love older men. That is my preference. Ever sense I was a little girl I loved the strength of an older man. They make me feel protected and like I never have to worry. Strength is a major turn on. That is why I suppose I have a submissive soul.

I never realized I had a submissive soul or personality. I actually thought I was more of the "stronger" type. I like being in control, or so I thought. I don't want to be made to feel degraded in public. I want as much respect as I can possibly get in public. I also disagree with physical abuse. So I would definitely think I have a "stronger" personality.

That was until K opened me up to the idea of submission. I should have known from the moment I met him that he would prove to me that I was a submissive woman but I would never have listened. I was too "strong" like I have said. But boy was I wrong. I love when the man has control. I love the idea of slaps here and there. I love the power of being told what to do when the door is closed, well not only the door... But the "outside" world. You should never delay things for being behind doors... You just need some privacy. (ha)

So yes, K is the only Dominant man in my life. Do I want it to stay that way? Obviously. Do I want more then just that? Obviously. I want so much more then what I have right now. But all things take time, and I am letting things go along. I only hope to tell you all about it all, my life, my journey, and everything else you could want to know... or be nosey about. :)

So enjoy, and try to understand my Submissive Ramblings.