Friday the 13th

Yesterday Master and I had some heavenly, wicked awesome sex. I mean full of verbal humiliation, breast torture, aggressiveness and passion. It was so great! It fed a need in both of us and I know that Master is enjoying the afterglow as well. My breasts are reminding me how rough he was at every move. Mmm.

This weekend I want more Maybe some rope, I’d love some rope in a perhaps painful position and then rough sex, I’d even go to say that my current fantasies have involved rope and the hood I’ve been learning to get used to. Maybe Master might get a hint and come up with something too.

Today however has been off. I’m not sure how to describe it really. I’m not interested in doing much but I got the kitchen, bathroom and bedroom cleaned today. So… I’ve been productive at least. Could it be the day? Maybe the folklore behind the day has me feeling out of sorts.

I’m hating the new diet lately. I’d like to have a splurge day and just go all out with refined carbs. Not that I’m craving them particularly, but I could go for a sandwich for sure. *sigh* Just 2 more days and I can start adding them back in. I’m also feeling like I’ve not lost a lot of weight this week. Which isn’t bad since next week I’ll be able to start some exercise again. Exercise always shoots my weight loss into high gear.

Possibly related posts:

1. All About A Diet
2. I’m Quite Productive
3. Today I feel….
4. Caged
5. Bring on the Pain