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The very instant that I saw you, did my heart fly to Your service; there resides, To make me slave to it; and for Your sake… — Shakespeare

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Fuckmeat Headspace

Yesterday Master declared a fuckmeat day. This means that he will use me whenever he feels like it, I’m not to make noise or look at him during sex. I’m pretty much his masturbatory tool. During this time I feel separate from my body. He is using me but my body doesn’t respond sexually other than the fact that I’m really wet.

After the first session I got really grumpy and practically banished him from my sight while I calmed down. The second time I got all weepy. The third time that day he declared that to be it for the day, he wanted me ‘back to normal’.

Back to normal and we haven’t had sex … yet. He wants me tonight. Oh yeah, he wants me.

–luna

Question and Answer

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Now that the ring is here I’m less worrisome and more hopeful. Last night wasn’t so good though. I had this overwhelming fear that this marriage would fail like my first one did; that I’d lose the best thing that has happened to me. It had me crying in his arms. He said he understood but I’m not sure he could.

We picked up the ring and my mood shifted drastically. I can’t stop making it twinkle, right now I’m wiggling my finger with extra keystrokes. It’s great fun. A more beautiful ring I’ve never seen.

Tonight Master and I had some wonderful post-period sex; it’s hard to describe the sex after not having any for almost 2 weeks (due to horrid PMS). Sooo good. How’s that? He’s feeling the itch to be mean and sadistic and I know that soon I’ll be on the receiving end. Yum.

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This month is typically Question Month in blog world, and I’m not immune. If you have questions you’d like to ask me feel free! I’ll take anything you can throw at me.

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Sometimes it’s a blah kind of day

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The PMS I’m suffering this time is horrible. I’m tired of the cramps and bloating and painful boobies. I’m really tired of the feelings of depression and hell. I wish my period would just start.

Master could see my need to be alone today and granted my permission to go to Panera for the afternoon. It was nice and while I didn’t do a lot of work I think I came home feeling better than I started.

I’m also still driving Master nuts with wedding ideas. He told me he wasn’t talking about it today and except for a couple of times that I brought it up I think I did a good job. We should be getting a call to let us know that the ring is back and ready for pick up. That will be an exciting day.

That’s about all that’s going on here right now.

–luna