Vanilla Suckage

I love the word suckage…it evokes thoughts of cocks, and gagging on them, on the taste of His cum, on the feeling of submission I get when I kneel at his feet, sucking on Him.

This is not that kind of suckage, however.

No, this is a brief “AAARRGH” as my vanilla life has sucked so much of the wanton out of me. Sometimes, it’s really, really hard to remember that I AM a slut. That I AM a lover of pain, and powerless orgasms. That I need my well to be filled, even as he drains me. I need to be renewed as His slut, and I need it soon.

We were supposed to meet earlier this month for playtime, but being ill, then several serious snowstorms all put the end to those plans. (He actually lost power for close to a week, though we did not. He got lots of wind, we got lots of snow. It sucked for both of us…again, not the good kind of suckage!)

Now we’re hoping that we can work out the time to be together in April. Easter, and birthdays, and life will try to muck things up, but if we both stay healthy, we might, maybe, possibly be able to eke out some time together for Him to beat me. (Just re-reading that makes me smile. Seriously, are we pain sluts fucked up or what?)

As much as I need to be beaten and fucked brainless, He needs to beat, to fuck, as well. Sometimes I forget that Dominants need that release every bit as much as we submissives do. Maybe it’s because they’re all quiet and stalwart about it, and can compartmentalize it better than subs can? I dunno, that’s my personal theory, anyway.

So, I’ll be writing off my frustrations tomorrow….my day off –at LAST;  last week my “day off”  got suborned and I’ve really been feeling the need for some down time, because as much as you all have been wanting to read chapters, I’ve been dying to write them!

I’m not slipping off quietly into that vanilla night. Nope, I’m grabbing my submission and pulling it up from my toes where it’s been tamped down and making those plans and more importanly, keeping them. As He said to me this morning,

you are mostly a pain slut who hasn’t had any selective pain in quite some time.

So true.

Painfully needy for pain…how’s that for an oxymoron?

 

6 thoughts on “Vanilla Suckage

    1. Thanks JB (and sorry for the loooooooong delay in replying!)

      Looks like playtime is coming…soon. Cross your fingers for no snow and all should be good. (I love New England but *man* this winter has sucked giant turkey balls!)

      nilla

  1. I feel your pain…well not right at this moment, but I have felt your pain when life gets in the way…..hope life gives you both a break…and we get to read about a good beating ..now there is an oxymoron. hugs abby

    1. The best kind of oxymoron for us painsluts…a good beating!
      I think he needs it as much as I do…and it looks (if mother nature will settle the hell down and cooperater) like it will happen soon…cross your fingers!

      nilla

    1. thanks Tip! I’m finally catching up on replies…and it looks like April should be a go. Unless, you know, a *frigging snowstorm* gets in the way. *glares at the sky*

      I need my “drug”…and M is the best provider…nothing like a good beating to clear out the drek of life, right?

      nilla

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