Sunday, April 13, 2008

Taxed... fuck

Last year that asshole that I worked for didn't take taxes out of My checks. I kept saying that I wanted him to but he kept saying I would come out ahead. He even tried to hide me from the people that oversee the short term disability, asking Me to stay home that day.

I finally got out of there and to My current job which is fine but the four months of last year when he didn't take out taxes are KILLING me. So, today I paid them and FUCK it was painful. We are putting it on one of our credit cards because I didn't want to work out any terms with the IRS. Just don't want them any deeper in My business than they are already.

Last weekend, we went to DC to see the Cherry Blossom festival. It was truly beautiful. It was also vey busy and LOTS of people there. There was a fireworks show that night. We were having sushi on Friday night and decided to go. We just grabbed a hotel online and took off. Charles loves to drive so we were all snuggled into our hotel room by 2:00 am. I say "we" because we took the dogs. In the future, I want to see to it that andrew is comfortable enough in our home to "house sit" for us. I also hope to bring him along on some of our road trips.

That will happen when he begins to approach his 2nd goal and finds his own apartment and gets out from under the Gestapo . finn is working on some goals too and although they are longer term he's making progress as well. I'm envious of his success with going back to school but so very proud of him too. Anyway, as we drove into town on Saturday morning. I saw this:As I drove past it, I thought about how My money would be there in just a couple of weeks. Then we went here:
As I looked at the cemetary at Arlington, I felt sick that My money would be used to finance more killing. There were peaceful war protesters at the White house. I thought to Myself, they should be here with their signs. Pleading with people not to add more dead men and women to this cemetary. Charles said it would be to flagrant and the cemetary was off limits to protesters but I thought, their pleadings are wasted on the idiot in the Whitehouse but the people coming to Arlington have to vote. THEY have a chance to help turn things around.

Luckily, we moved on and came out of My blue warhatingtaxworryingirshating blue funk. We parked and went into Georgetown to have lunch and My mood rallied.
I was standing here looking at this canal and lock system and I felt such a sense of History. I love history. That is what finn is studying and I love hearing him talk about it. It was a beautiful spring day and we had a really nice lunch and did a little shopping at the mall of Georgetown.
There is a bar there in Georgetown celebrating the Boston Red Sox. Charles was itching to go in and have a beer and you can see above why I VERY strongly declined. No need to go LOOKING for trouble.

We went back to the hotel to drop the dogs off and have a little nap before dinner and then headed back to have dinner at this little French restaurant. We went out to listen to a little music then headed home.

By the time we left on Sunday, I was in a better place. Who can stay stressed with beautiful tiny pink flowers everywhere. Besides everyone knows pink is My favorite color.
Kiss kiss

Ky

Collars and Cleanings

Andrew was here yesterday and it was a rather special day of celebration for two reasons.

One , because he reached a goal and is not gainfully employed with a company that has career possibilities. It took a log of guts for him to break away from his old job which was really just a college class job making very close to minimum wage. It was safe. He knew what to do, knew the people and unlike being unemployed there was no unknown there. After having convinced him that we had to set a goal for him to get a new job that would allow him to reach higher and make better money he started giving them a hard look. He spent a few weeks wandering aimlessly but going to interviews and it paid off. This was a three interview position but he got it and I'm proud of him and his efforts to successfully garner this job. A new door is opening for him. Goal 1 has been achieved and the next one is getting his own apartment and leaving the unbelievably controlled environment of his present living quarters and secure his OWN place.

The other and more important reason for celebration today was that Andrew has begged for his collar to be placed around his neck again. I tired of his constant requests and told him to put it in a formal written request and to let me know what he offered in return. I also asked him to choose something that didn't benefit him so much as Me. I want to say that I understand that in naked truth, anything that he does for Me benefits and pleases him. There are definitely somethings that he likes better than others and also some things that he likes to PRETEND that he doesn’t like which makes their enjoyment all the more sinfully delicious. I’m going to share his formal request with you all.

Why I Deserve My Collar Back

By andrew

I deserve my collar back because even though I most certainly am, I don't feel like a true slave without it, because in my mind that is the symbol of slavery. I understand why my collar was taken away, and I am to blame for that, since then I have tried (And I think succeeded) to be the best slave and slut I could possibly be for you (Case in point: After wearing it for over five hours, I still asked your permission to remove my by then almost lube-less butt plug). I also feel that you have much more control over me than most mistress's have over their slaves (outside of a 24/7), the goals you set for me have changed my life, you control what Jessica and I do, you control what I wear, you even control what I eat. I miss the feeling of wearing your collar, knowing that at any time you could just hook your finger through the ring and drag me somewhere, or attach a leash and bring me anywhere you want. So I am begging you Mistress, pleading with you, to please let me wear your collar again, please let me feel like I truly belong to you again.

Last night you said that I would have to do something for you to earn my collar back, and it had to be something for YOU, nothing that would satisfy me. I wracked my brain for the rest of the night trying to figure out what you want, what you want more than anything, and I could not come up with just one thing. So I compiled a list of things I'm willing to do (I would do anything for you Mistress, I just was not sure how else to say this) to earn my collar back, the things on this list will give me no pleasure, but they will please you, and that's what's important.

1) If you graciously decide to give my collar back, I will wear it in public with you mistress, I will even let you attach a leash and lead me around. I know how you love to make me blush, and how much you love public play, this is both. I would be…terrified to say the least, but to earn back my collar, it would be worth the humiliation.

2) If you decide to give my collar back, I will agree to go out with you dressed in the uniform you're making me. I understand that you like to cross-dress me, and I enjoy it to…when it's behind walls and a locked door. Were talking about me dressed as a decidedly unconvincing woman, with you…that would be shame like I have never experienced. But once again it would be worth it to feel your collar locked on my neck once again.

3) You like to hurt me Mistress, it's a simple truth, you enjoy inflicting pain on me, I understand that it's a turn on for you to see my wiggling bright red ass as I'm laying over your knees, or bent over your kitchen counter. If you give me my collar back, I offer my ass as a sacrifice to you, one hundred blows with whatever implement or implement(s) you decide. I would be in tears, probably sobbing like a child when it was over, but it would be worth it.

4) The last time I served you I noticed how pleased you seemed administering CBT, I of course had a slightly different reaction. I offer my cock and my balls to you, spank them, pinch them, tease them, see just how many clothespins you can fit on them. For my collar, it would be worth the pain and the excuse to Jessica why we couldn't have sex for a few days.

The choice is yours Mistress, which one would you like? Would you like all four? To me it would matter, I want my collar back Mistress, I don't care what I have to go through to get there. I trust you with every inch of me, and if getting my collar back means going to new places, so be it. I hope I have done this right, I also hope I haven't opened Pandora's box with some of these offers, but please understand, I want that collar back more than anything. It's taken me a month just to work up the courage to ask you about it, but I'm glad I did. I hope your having a good day Mistress

Your Slave / Slut Andrew

I decided that I really wanted number 1. I will also file away the others for times that fit the circumstances but when I picked up andrew at the train station yesterday, I drove him back to My home and put the collar on him before we went to lunch. I let him wear the leash inside his shirt but you could clearly see that it was there. We ate at a favorite Mexican restaurant. Andrew was intently watching everyone to judge if they were reacting to his “dog” collar. It looks really pretty on him as you can see for yourself.

Both he and finn seem to be attached to the collars they were given originally. Alas, I feel I will go along with them although dreams of shiny gem studded gleaming steel collars still dance around in My dreams. It’s ok though because both My slaves bring their own special talents to our leather family and we are still discovering the pleasures and comfort of what having a leather family brings to the table.

Andrew, from now on… you will sign all your correspondence to Me with andrew[Ky]

Take pride in that boy… it doesn’t easily , a truth you have discovered yourself.