Kajira Tasking. 5-23-2012

A new schedule of tasking has begun. Most if not all will be posted as often as time permits.

Wednesday May 23, 2012:

Task  Use your glass toy to fuck your pussy slow and deep. Grind your hips against the toy. Bring yourself to the edge and hold it there for 5 minutes. Call my name when you cum.

~This was a sweet task. I love using the glass toy.  I know I am a good girl when I have been allowed to use it.

Warming the glass in warm water; so it wasn’t like ice.  I laid back on my bed. Dimming the lights. my eyes closed. I let out a soft breath of air.. as the glass found my g-spot.  Slowly slipping the glass toy inside my folds. I moaned as I felt the first tug of pleasure tighten within. My wet channel already milking the toy. Lust took over as I stroked in and out lifting my hips.. as I caught the rhythm,  milking the glass probe.   I played. stroking, in and out, around and around.  My hips and thighs totally going into that zone of pleasure. I spread my pussy lips, and stroked the glass back and forth.  The glass ridges and bumps gliding over  my clit. I begin to concentrate on the spreading desire that flowed through out my pelvis and belly.  Yes a voice whispered… Yes I begin to stroke…  aaah… a soft whisper escaped my lips as I feel myself tremble.. the edges no longer grey but turning colors as I begin to cum. aahh… aahhhh… the release is hard and I trembled.spasms, racked my pulsing womb. I gave myself  over, to the pleasure.. Daddy I cried as milked the glass and my clit vibrated… I am yours Daddy. .. I am yours…Daddy,  I whispered, as I finally could think and concentrate.

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If I could Dream.

If I could dream a dream tonight.

I would dream you closer. I would dream the distance was no further then my finger tips. I would be softly touching the fine hair on your chest, and my face on your shoulder. Held tightly close, not wanting to miss a moment of time with you.

If I could dream a dream tonight.  I would  be with you on the coast somewhere, gazing out into the dark sky, and the sound of waves crashing on the ocean shore.You know where?

If I could dream a dream I would be able to taste your taste on my lips, and run my tongue over my freshly kissed lips, savoring the taste of you.

If I could dream a dream, my nipples would be sore, from the biting kisses, that you had just bestowed on me, as you held me in your arms.

If I could dream a dream.  my hair would be all messed up, and be falling down my shoulders, you would see how long it is now, just as you wanted it to be.

If I could dream a dream, I would have a tear running down my cheek, as I gazed up at you, like I did at the airport, the last time I saw you. As we waited for my flight out.

If I could dream a dream I wouldn’t be writing you this note. I would be telling you in person and not on the phone, even thought the more I hear from you the more I need to.

If I could dream a dream.  I wouldn’t need to tell you what I miss and what I need, you would already know, by listening to me, watching my face, and actually hearing my fears.

If I could dream a dream, I would fall asleep with you sleeping next to me. My only having to reach out to know you’re close. I would know what it felt like to wake up in the night, and know you were “that” close.

If I could dream a dream, saying I love you from all these miles away, would be so much easier. You wouldn’t have to put my profile on protection to warn off every passing Dom. .  Saying I love you would not be always at the end of a sentence. or a phone call.

If I could dream a dream tonight.  I would dream you right here, right now.. and I wouldn’t need to dream anymore.  I would dream a dream that would come true.

Written late at night, deep in thought. Missing him, wishing him well, in every thing he pursues .

~Written by Wolfs_grace May 24, 2012 all most Midnight.

Locked Doors

Locked Doors.

I use to have many.

He battered them,

and broke the locks.

He found me,

locked inside.

A scared little girl.

Daddy saved me.

By Wolfs_grace, collared

“kajira” slave

My doors have been larger than life.  With huge locks, that kept the world away.  I marvel at my Masters  devotion and determination  to tear and rip them to shreds.  Slowly searching out every corner and slaying every evil monster he could find.  Not once  giving up; not once shaking his head, lowering his eyes and turning away.  I expected that;  I expected him to tire of the game.  But you see, he does not quit.  He knew there was more.  He waited, thinking his silent thoughts, until one day I heard him whisper  ”I need you.”

Posted and composed,  on Tumblr. May 7, 2012

Long Ago in a Place Far Away

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It was a warm summer day in 1999. I had just driven into a little backwater town in the Yakima Valley of  Washington after having traveled some two hours from Portland, Oregon along the Columbia River and over a narrow mountain road.

I parked in the gravel parking lot of the restaurant/truck stop and waited. Soon a small black car pulled in, stirring a cloud of dust as the tires crunched across the gravel and stopped at the railroad ties forming a makeshift curb.

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She looked up expectantly as he approached, his hand extended to touch her face. His fingertips traced her jaw line and teased her slightly parted lips before trailing down her throat to follow the gentle rise of her breasts.

She moaned then cried out in pain as his fingertips closed on her nipples, crushing the tender buds and cruelly twisting and pulling them.

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Hot new Blog Post from my RockStar. Master.

Never let go.

I am smiling as I write this title. I have been saying those words forever it seems.  I guess he must have heard me.. at least a hundred times.  *smile*.  He posted this on his Tumblr, and sent me a note. “just for you”  his message said.

I don’t know how other D/s relationship work,  I don’t know if what I am, under his care is what I should or should not be.  But I do my best to hold on to him.  Especially when I am knee-deep in struggles.  He holds my leash firmly, and allows me to tuck my fingers in his, often he will sign off the evening with, “hold on to me,  baby girl, don’t let go”.  I of course tuck my fingers into his back pocket, as he dashes here and there. He keeps me close, and utterly loved, under his watchful eyes.

He means so much to me, and has for a very long time.  The years have seen us drift apart and come together more than once.  Our history is rich with the color of lovers and secrets yet to be told.  One thing has kept us close.  Our love for each other.  The picture tells a story, that hits very close to home.  When a Dom collars a sub.  And finds he loves her with all his heart.  Does he in turn wear a collar as well?

No Daddy, “I won’t let go“.. no matter what.  Never.  *kiss*.

My Valentine

Dear Daddy Master,

I could write endlessly of my love for you.  I feel so honored that you have chosen me to be yours.   I am so grateful and blessed that you keep me at all.  I know its been a struggle on both sides.  I have never once  read where it would be easy being owned.  But it helps when you have a near perfect Master.

When you took that chain off of your neck and put it around mine. I think I was stunned. I know I was floating in subspace somewhere.  I had bruises and bites, and tears in my eyes.  You said I was beautiful.  I can still remember looking up into your eyes.  thinking; “beautiful”.  You are a amazing man.  I am beyond lucky. A lucky slut indeed.  That chain never leaves my neck.

I believe I surprised you the other day. You asked me what I was to you. I ran through the list. Naming every thing I have learned, and recited with pleasure.  But I hesitated at the end, I am not sure you noticed. Its been along time coming.  But I knew I had to finally give in. I wanted to give you, what you had been giving me for such along time. A new level of submission has been forged. I am finally seeing and believing what you keep telling me.  I smiled when I said, it was a soft whisper, “I am your treasure Daddy.”   I saw the smile, that came over your face.  “Yes baby girl” you replied  “you are my treasure, and I plan to keep you. You are mine. “   I am smiling as I write this. My heart is full and over flowing with love.

My wish on this Valentines Day is for you to know.  I love you, with all my heart.  I hope you know I couldn’t do this with out you.  You are my treasure. *smile*. 

Happy Valentine’s Day Daddy.  I love you. *kiss*.