I am sitting here at nearly 10 p.m. Monday night with absolutely nothing in my head.
I have some version of the crud that is circulating around here, and it’s settled into my voice box. So, along with periods of having absolutely no voice (and don’t my kids love that?!), I alternately have this deep, bass voice. Aisha will tell you that this is NOT my normal speaking voice!
So I kinda feel like crappola. Not terrible. But not great. And my head is muzzy and my ear hurts and damn, don’t I hate sitting here and fucking whining?
And to top it all off, I have an anal plug in because the Master cares, yanno? Because I made some random statement last night at Starbucks about plugs, and now I have forgotten the context but it had NOTHING at all to do with sex or anal plugs. Oh! It was when I was saying that I’d “upgraded to a table with a plug” since when I first got there, it was PACKED and I had a table that had no electric plug handy. He got this look on his face of pleased fascination…and I start waving my hands frantically in that age-old “no-no-no” way….and shaking my head and stammering “no, no, NO! Master! I didn’t mean…” but He cuts me off with a single word, and that smile.
Yes, that smile.
The one that makes my tummy flip over (as in, OMG I am SO fucked). And that would be the same one that wakes up even the pussy of a sick woman, and makes her sit up and beg for more attention.
I knew it was just a matter of time before He stuffed something up my ass. *le sigh* It does take my mind off my throat and ear…and at least it was the smaller of the two plugs, right? Not like one of those big old “njoy” metal plugs (I had a pic of one a few stories ago, and kaya uses one on a semi-regular basis (though it looks as though it may become way more than semi-regular…).
And the rule is that I only have to have the plug in while I am writing anything for the next three days. Of course, Tuesday is often the day I do a ton of writing, so that plug will see some more attention come tomorrow. And hopefully my head will be clearer, I’ll be feeling better, and won’t have a whole lotta nothin’ here for all my pervie friends.
I do have one thing to share that is pervie good fun. I got my very first glass dildo today. Did you know that if you go to Eden Fantasies and do a search or such, and you’re logged in, that you get credit points? Over time those points add up…(btw this is NOT a commercial for Eden…it is just one of the things I happen to like about them, okay?) Anyway, I would say I go to their website a few times a month. I tend to use their site for “research” for stories…for toys and such..anyway, I’d saved up enough credit points to get $10 off….and I used it to buy my first glass dildo! Here it is, right beside the anal plug that is no longer on my blanket, but is still in a warm place *gigggles* gee. Do ya think my cough meds have kicked in? Yeah, me too.
So, it has these neat swirls around it that don’t seem to be too “much” …but a gently curved head that I hope will hit all the right spots. I can’t try it without permission from the Master…and last time I got a new toy it had to sit and wait for HIM to play with it on me, first. So. We shall see.
And gosh if that is it for “exciting news” here in nillaville?
Pretty fucking boring, eh?
Yeah, I thought so too.
So…I’m going to tuck my tired, stretched, ass into my bed, get a good nights sleep and wake up tomorrow ready to put some titillating words to virtual paper, and help ya’ll get off … on the right foot. Ha ha!
I feel all floaty…kinda like subspace without the fucking…which is kind of a shame, eh?
Okay, before I put YOU to sleep? I’m signing off. Happy Tuesday, pervie peeps of nilla!