The Wheel has Turned

Hmm. I know, bad Mistress for not updating lately.

Quick version: collar's been locked on since Oct. 16th, 2010, I'm spending a lot more time as pet than I am as Mistress, Mr. B's wife gave Him carte blanche permission to do whatever He wants (yes, including THAT) in regards to our play, and Hubby (yes, I wrote that right) has also thrown himself headlong into this dynamic as well and pretty much given me carte blanche permissions with Mr. B.

Oh, and BFF is living with us again as of March of this year after spending six miserable months back in Ohio. LOL! (Gods it's good to have her back home!)

So how the hell did all of THIS happen?

Honestly? I'm not sure. LOL It just sort of...happened. And considering our impact play can do more to alleviate my chronic pain than any medication...I'm not complaining in the least. Add to that the fact that my medication has made it harder to orgasm, it's not difficult to see how trying to keep a pet happy can take two men. LOL (No, not like THAT, get yer minds outta da gutter. LOL Well, okay, there is some of that going on, but that's not what I meant.)

The more we play, the more I'm learning about myself and emotional triggers I have. Hubby is my loving, sweet, sexy man, and Mr. B is an evil fucking sadist. LOL (But the sweetest sadist you'll ever meet. LOL) I'm just kidding, because Mr. B has a sweet cuddly side too, but whereas he really IS a sadist, Hubby isn't. Hubby does NOT enjoy giving me pain. Mr. B thrives on it, especially knowing that the "good" pain he gives me can help the "bad" pain from my fibro go away for a little while, at least. Between the two of them, they're helping heal things I never realized until recently were emotionally holding me back in some ways in my life. And they're things that have contributed to why I clung so heavily to "Mistress" mode for so long as a safety blanket.

Life is good. Life is fun. Life is an adventure. And I know I've said this before but I'll try to post more often.