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Feeling Lucky....
My d. and t. are still sleeping. I was the early riser this morning, but I'll be heading back to bed here in a bit.
As I type this though - I realize just how lucky I truly am. I have two wonderful girls that love Me so much - who care for Me on levels that I still can't comprehend - and who embrace their service to Me in ways I could only dream about.
I'm lucky. Very lucky.
It hasn't come easy for all of us ... and there's still a pretty good amount of work to be done and a lot of patience needed, but the road we're on is a good one. My fingers smile as I type this and the feelings inside just make Me feel wonderful. :)
Just thought I'd share :)
Storie, vite, esperienze
Traspare... nei rari post, un BDSM un po' "buddhista", o un po' "mistico"-spirituale... diciamo "niù-Age, o politicallycorrect "... non del peggiore. Senza essere il... migliore. (non c'è "migliore" possibile in quel giardino culturale. Diciamo... civile. ecco, non migliore.Il che, visti i tempi, e i luoghi, non è poco. Anche se siamo a sandwich e patatine, il che a noi (anche solo immaginarlo) fa francamente -e semplicemente- orrore. L'odore. ma non siamo americani.
non andiamo a fare sciopping, e non ci fiondiamo davanti al televisore.
Siamo in laguna noi, e scusateci se vi sembra poco. E quindi siamo molto viziati.
I luoghi fra l'osteria da Tassotti e quella alla Rampa, a Castello.. sono pieni di magia. Magici.. ancora.
Se pensiamo alle pianure del Tennessee. E quindi non c'è storia nel paragone.
E quindi niente da ammirare, da adorare.
Però delle sfumature -dei tagli - sì, da cogliere, da percepire. Vite nelle pianure americane, appunto esperienze. Romanzi, xxx. Pro-promo-porno. ecc, così.
storie, vite, esperienze appunto. niente di più. Con di sicuro delle qualità. E anche di più.. a noi che non ne abbiamo neppur una.
Qui tutto gronda un amore universale, che va dichiarato a chiare lettere possibilmente (almeno) ogni venti minuti.
Va detto prima e dopo dei pasti principali, come pastiglie di miglio, o giaculatorie apotropaiche.
Gli americani hanno bisogno di essere amati. O quantomeno di dirselo (ed anche con una certa frequenza...). D'altronde con quello che fanno in giro per il mondo... non vedo come potrebbero non averlo.
E anche di amare. Cioè.... di dirlo, certificarlo e confermarlo con parole. A volte, o alcuni, o in alcuni casi, anche con i bimbi iracheni. Hanno dei traumi negli usa, ma proprio nazionali. E ne producono di peggiori. Agli altri.
Tutto... per "amore". (Va a capire poi di cosa. e farebbe paura dirlo). Pensare a sè, mai.
Meglio amare gli altri. Magari a colpi di bombe al nitrogeno. Per amore dell'umanità. E per "il bene" dell'umanità. Bah. ma sono fatti così. Un po' (un po'?) bambinoni. "Ci amiamo?" "Sì, ci amiamo."
"Che bello!" -come direbbe qualcuno.
"siamo soddisfatti noi? Sì, siamo soddisfatti" (in Pulp Fiction.
Preferiamo Marcellus Wallace. )
Comunque storie, vite, esperienze.
Sunday, April 29, 2012
The week that went too fast
It’s hard.
There’s a lump in My throat and
a sadness in My heart.
Teacup’s time in the grand
valley was drawing to a close. She
checked in and was making the long stair climb to the second tier of the
airport. The escalator was out and she
opted to climb the stairs in lieu of taking the nearby elevator. I walked several steps towards the exit before
turning around … watching her as she continued her climb to the top of the
second tier. I knew she was going to
turn around – and she did. My arm raised
as hers did too … I could feel her emotions swelling – now brimming over as we
waved to one another. My feet wanted to
stay put or go make the climb with her … but I knew it was only going to
prolong the feelings we all were having to face. The inevitable passage
of time was making three souls particularly sad.
I pivoted and started to make
My way to the door – knowing that she was still watching Me depart the
terminal. Sighs begin to overwhelm My
mind, My heart. I reached the vehicle –
held danae’s hand as we slowly pulled away.
No words really spoken as we all were emotionally upset that our time
together was drawing to a close this trip.
She’ll be back – or we’ll make
our way out to her.
Her
time seemed short – but that was predictable given the fact that anytime in
life we look forward to something … the amount of time that passes happens to
accelerate instead of slow down. It
didn’t seem that long ago that we picked up teacup … danae had gone inside to
see if she could use a hand. When they
both emerged from the terminal, smiles, hugs and kisses were a plenty.
We went to one of our favorite
sandwich shops and spent some time shopping.
It was nice having her here and not just realizing the normal stuff –
but living it. Shopping for us at least,
is a fun activity because we’re unplugged, we’re not entirely rushed, we spend
time just going through and even having fun.
Making jokes, finding things that sound good, just spending time in a
different way. It was nice to share that
aspect with the teacup.
Folks in the lifestyle tend to
forget that the simple things in life can be just as rewarding as being bound,
sexually frustrated or being flogged to high heaven. Sometimes it’s just being able to enjoy each
other’s company while the M/s foundation exists transparent to the rest of the
world.
Both danae and teacup did a
great job giving their insights into the trip in their respective blogs … and I
encourage you to go over and read them.
For now, I’ll give you My random sprinkles of stuff …
- After shopping, we came home
– got her acquainted with the other pussies in the house … and later on in the
day we introduced her to some of the things we got for her. She got to try a hood for the first time – a
design that I love that we received from Winterfetish (will be doing a better
review of the hood a bit later.) She was
brave and excited for the hood … and for her first trial run – she did
wonderfully well. I was so proud of her.
-
Danae spoiled all of us with her incredible meals and having a very well kept
house. She busted tail and while it also
doubled as her annual spring cleaning mode, the house really looks great.
- We took turns sleeping with teacup. While that’s a sound principle – it also
created a couple of problems along the way.
Problems are bound to be inevitable in most dynamics. So in a way, it was good for teacup to see
the “not so good” moments in balance to how things normally are around
here. We have always been about keeping
things real around here and that especially means those times when things
aren’t perfect. But we all talked it
through and the rough spots were better as time wore on.
- We dealt with other realities
like tax season and such. It probably
makes for an odd visit, but I found it almost liberating for teacup to know how
things are. We’re not rich by any
stretch of the imagination and that weighs on us a bit … but we make do with
what we have and we’re thankful for that.
- Teacup and I share quite a
few likes and passions … football and photography for starters. So I wasn’t entirely surprised that she shot
over 1k images during her time with us.
I smiled several times as I watched teacup maneuver her shot … looking
at various angles and deciding what features she liked most. I could relate … as I’ve done the exact same
thing as danae can attest.
- In the midst of all the work
and other stuff though we found some time to show off our pretty state and to
enjoy some really good quality time together.
We traveled to some special spots that danae and I personally
enjoy. There’s no way for us to pack it
all in though.
- One of the highlights though
was when I was on My way home from a meeting I was tending to. I walked in the house to find both girls
primped up, collared, cuffed, leashed, naked except for thigh high hose. Twinkies.
*smiles big* I was in heaven and
enjoyed the time with them.
- The sadism … the scenes
involving toys, trinkets, and other gadgets.
There was a joy of being able to fulfill one of teacup’s fantasies about
being bound spread-eagled, helpless, enduring My sadistic tendencies. I must say that she is a bit of a
masochist. I haven’t come across a
giggling masochist before – but the energy it gave off was wonderful.
- Teacup's beauty
abounds. Having two wonderfully attractive, beautiful, passionate, loving
slaves is the fodder for any dominant. But I am so lucky and blessed to
have such beauty around Me, whether it's danae's beautiful smile and incredible
body ... or teacup's curves and supple lips. They complement each other
in ways that don't make it competing (if that makes sense.) Teacup did
arrange to have a rather slutty dress sent to the house ... and dare I say she
looked absolutely HAWT in it ... her blue eyes matching the very tight blue
fabric that wrapped around her curves. Yes - I know the deep seeded
messages ... yes, I know the internal mechanisms that bbws go through when
seeing themselves in such things ... but I loved it - as I have loved danae in
her own hawtie outfits. I am so fortunate to have such beauty even
interested with the likes of Me ... who are so incredibly beautiful themselves.
- Unfortunately with My work
schedule and subsequent changes to some projects I was working on, the
availability was incredibly limited. I'm sad that we weren't able to meet
up with our friends down south when teacup was around, but there were a lot of
things that we didn't manage to get to either. In all the schedule I had
didn’t allow for the plans we wanted to do. While it would've been
incredibly easy to just keep doing daytrips, we built in days where we would
just do local things - so that we could maximize the time we had left.
191 hours may seem like a lot, but we'll be the first to tell you that it goes
by incredibly quickly.
The balance was good.
I realize I’m the last one to
write about My experiences, thoughts and feelings, but I’m amazed that all
three of us looked at the situation just a little bit different than each
other. To Me – that’s incredible synergy
working when it’s clicking as well as it clicks … then it just feels so
right. It was wonderful!
From the trips up in our
backyard and to the falls, to the time spent just sitting on the bed talking,
or watching movies in the living room together … we were bonding in ways that
just resonated. Any dream or hope or
concept of what poly would be like … exceeded in the times when we were just
chatting together. The chemistry kept
building as time went on.
But before her trip out here, I
had several conversations with danae about teacup being the one for us. I’m continually amazed just how much she
resonates with us and how the pieces came together so well. It’s not to say that things are perfect –
nothing is perfect and I know all of us subscribe to that notion that there are
going to be good days with bad … but when we all believe in the foundation at
our core – incredible things are bound to happen. Both danae and I
discussed the future and how we felt about teacup being part of that future.
After the first afternoon
adventure across the “backyard,” we ventured to a local tack shop – one that
had been frequented before … for an intended purpose. A silver pet chain was purchased … and
teacup’s eyes grew as wide as her smile … knowing what was about to come.
A couple of days passed … My
schedule created some complications, but it also allowed her to think through
the entire collaring mindset and how it will define her.
Thus on April 18th I
took possession of teacup just as I had done with danae 9 years ago, but I did
give teacup one last chance – to be sure this is what she wanted.
It
was.
…and it was late in the
afternoon on this day that we have found an incredible person to be part of the
family. She proudly bore the chain and
lock as her neck and her soul grew accustomed to its weight and meaning. She was so happy to have found what she
didn’t think was possible. Her own Path
has been comprised of difficulties as well.
In the end – it took three
souls an incredible amount of time to find one another and to believe that the
Path that ultimately led us to one another … was the right one to take together
– as a family. We couldn’t be happier
and even though the future plans may be very slow to evolve to our liking,
there is the reality that our poly search is finally concluded.
Although time slipped away too
quickly a greater Path awaits us.
The wave and tears in the terminal
weren’t saying goodbye … but knowing that our loved one was departing until the
karmic powers align our universes in the same Path again. Our love glows as bright as the sun. We miss our teacup, but we look forward to
the next trip when those universes get closer to our ultimate goal of being a
family together.
We love our teacup … and can’t
wait to see her again.
Sunday, January 01, 2012
Meeting The Teacup
Sometimes you just have to trust in the stars and navigational currents to make things happen. If anyone would've asked us on Thanksgiving if we were going to get a chance to meet the teacup - we both would've said: "sometime next year we all hope."
The amazing thing is that when all the pieces fell into place ... they fell into place remarkably well considering the incredibly long line of things that needed to happen to make the visit possible. The scheduling, the time spent in Minnesota, the return trip, work, finances, the weather .... the universe took care of things. Even as I type this - I'm a bit in awe about how well the universe brought things together.
As we pulled into Des Moines on that incredibly blustery day ... our nerves were reaching the edge of our senses. We met up at the hotel parking lot as that was a nice central meeting place. I parked next to her vehicle and we all got out of our cars. Big smiles abound as our eyes lit up ... finally nice to meet after spending the last few months chit chatting online. Hugs were met as we all didn't know what to say initially. The clumsiness of first introductions - but there was a calmness, a familiarity, a sense of belonging.
We drove down to a restaurant that we all spotted driving to the hotel. We sat and ordered lunch ... only to proceed to talk about our various Christmas experiences and general light conversation about this, that and other. Lunch was good, the conversation was comfortable and we decided to go check-in. After spending several minutes fully unloading our car (which is no small feat mind you), we sat and talked about a myriad of different things. We talked freely, we talked openly, we covered a wide range of topics from poly, to bisexuality, to general deep adult conversations.
We exchanged Christmas gifts ... the home baked cookies ... chocolates ... rum! The conversations were more relaxed, but focused. Laughter, good times ensued mixed in with deep topics.
The sun went down ... we ordered take out (yay for Godfather's!) ... we then decided to move into the bedroom suite and get comfortable... from there - let's just say the teacup was ravaged by the dish and Spoon. We ganged up on her, rendering her defenseless (okay - she pretty willfully decided to be defenseless in the first place) as we laid down on each side of her. With her wrists bound in Velcro cuffs - they were tied together brought above her head. A blindfold was applied as she couldn't see what we were doing.
The synergy we shared was really incredible. The touching, the feeling, the kissing, the suckling, and the pinching. The teacup was motionless for the most part - moaning and accepting of our whims. The excitement building inside her ... as I touched her for the very first time ... a very wet slut indeed. The fun continued for most of the night and into the early hours of morning.
Even though there were points of the night where things didn't happen quite the way any of us wanted to ... there is a chemistry there. We have things to work on, we have things to correct and clear up ... but we have a Path. Where this Path takes us - we're letting the universe take us there on the course and timing that we're supposed to.
As the morning continued to unfurl, we showered and talked. The bumps we ran into still need paving and road grading work. The mood was a little somber. There was reality that our time together was drawing to a close more quickly than any of us wanted. We returned to the lunch-time restaurant ... returned to our various topics of discussion before watching the hands of the clock be unsympathetic to the fact we were going to have to leave.
Before we left - we decided to take pictures ... as we found a small neighborhood park ... we giggled ... we laughed ... we smiled and embraced. My love of photography met teacup's ... and I know there will be more shutterbugging happening in our future. After pictures were taken, a group hug ensued followed by "until later" kisses - as goodbye doesn't apply here.
We all came away with the meeting with positive feelings. Chemistry is there and building. Work is still to be done, but we're looking forward to the next phase of things. teacup will come visit us in 2012 and we will likely determine at that time just where we're heading. Adjustments and realities will be the order as we approach her upcoming visit. We have space issues, there's her dog and our girl cat's compatibility problem, there's her job, finances and other nuts and bolts problems that I believe are resolvable.
The underlying feeling though is that it feels great for us - and something we both are looking forward to developing further. The bond we forged in the heartland of Iowa will not be forgotten by any of us. It's a positive step forward that this poly Path may have actually brought someone to us that's compatible and positive.
Not a bad way to start 2012.... :)
