That Damn Tattoo Gun!
But, let me back track a little before i continue to the Tattoo incident….
While coldbreeze was preparing my arm to draw blood, Miss Eve was actually sitting next to me (Comforting me, of course, right?). I failed to mention that the first draw was almost successful, but for some strange reason, let’s just say that my arm didn’t cooperate. i felt the needle go in my arm, the prick wasn’t painful at all. But, i just knew blood would just avoid the pointy thing protruding out of its vessel. The funny thing was that there was a LOT of blood that escaped, not only my arm, but the needle itself. It made for an interesting scene! It was as if Miss Eve was the one who had possession of my arm instead of coldbreeze and Miss Eve, with Her magical touch, caused my arm to bleed. i’m thinking the blood in my body just wants to get out to appease Miss Eve. But, alas, that wasn’t the case. This time……
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Miss Eve and i were invited to a nice intimate gathering at the home of Sir Noyes, hosted by him and coldbreeze the other night. There was another interesting visit when we went to the, sometimes monthly gathering. You can read about The Saturday Morning Cartoon Debacle as there is always something to write about when attending this nice home.
As always, i was excited to be going with Miss Eve. i was forewarned by coldbreeze that Sir Noyes had purchased a tattoo gun, but, thought nothing of it because my ass wasn’t getting a tattoo! Or so i thought….
An Interesting Night (Part 1)
As i waited impatiently for the Goddess to make Her entrance, the nerves just took over and it affected my mind. Would i regret giving myself to Miss Eve? Is it Her intent to hurt me? Should i have taken some drugs so it wouldn’t matter what i thought? lol Ok, scratch the last question, although i had to wonder if i had enough liquor in me to be able to sustain any painful ‘fun’ i may have to endure!
Miss Eve instructs me to head to the room and prepare, not only myself, but, whatever equipment that She will need. i am partly excited, but mostly scared. Excited because i fantasize of Her daily. Well, actually, multiple times during the day. Ok, let’s be real, i’m fantasizing about Her as i write and will a couple more times before i finish!
As i walk to the room, i am nervously wondering what She has in store. i am also wondering if i will survive. i am happy because it has been a while since i’ve been in Her ‘clutches.’ Even the thought of being hurt by Her excites me to the point that i don’t know if i want a lot of pain or just enough that will satisfy Her lust for blood. Am i the only one who still gets nervous as if this is the first time She is giving me the type of attention i crave from Her? Continue reading
It gives me GREAT pleasure to acknowledge this National Holiday celebrating the birth of this BEAUTIFUL Woman! May Your coming years be more eventful than Your previous ones! Continue to be You and i hope to see more of what makes You Miss Eve!!! i voluntarily accept Your birthday spankings for You!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY Miss Eve!!!
Yes, fear can motivate people to do the smallest of things. It can also ‘encourage’ others to stay on the right path instead of suffering the consequences of any action. It can also stop you from advancing based on something that, if taken away, can be beneficial.
Fear of losing someone you care about forces you to right whatever wrong you’ve done. Or, it makes you realize the emptiness that may transpire if you lose the one you want to be with and/or serve.
There’s also the fear of upsetting the one you serve. Fear that making Her upset will lower your standing with the one you serve and admire. Although it’s already been established that You are lower than Her. But, the notion that you want to be seen in a favorable light works against you, if that fear of upsetting Her happens. No one wants to upset the One they love/serve. Continue reading
i was on my knees, looking up at this Goddess. The evil smile peered down on me as She instructed me to open my filthy mouth. As to avoid further punishment, i oblige and open as wide as i am able to. This delighted Her. She proceeds to stand directly over me and in a swift instant, deposits a glob of saliva into my waiting orifice. i gladly accept it, as it IS from my Goddess. i mustn’t seem like i am enjoying it as it would anger Her. So, as cunning as i can be, i feign disgust to try to throw Her off. The look on Her face turns to displeasure as She violently slaps my face. ‘How dare you NOT enjoy something i give You, My little bitch!’ She raises Her voice several levels to emphasize Her disgust with my faking of disgust. i seem to forget that this Goddess knows me well and truth is ALWAYS expected from me, even if it’s a detriment! Continue reading