Resolution

So of course after my last emotional post, I have to follow up with the outcome of our talk. (It happened a day earlier than we thought it would.) Now, the way I couched things last time, MasterDoc sounds like a bit of an asshole, and people reacted accordingly. But lest you all wonder why the heck I’m with him, let me tell you about our talk. As he always is, MasterDoc was calm and easygoing when we discussed the issue. He sat down with my blog entry and went over it, point by point. And it became clear that my point of view was just that - my point of view - and not necessarily the crux of the matter.
He pointed out that really, once I called him up on Friday and said I didn’t want my restraints used, I had won. He agreed not to use them. Issue solved. He does respect the fact that I have some say in how my toys are used. All I had to do was state a strong preference. Part of the issue is that as a submissive I often feel like I have no power at all. When I come across something where I disagree with him, I get this internal struggle going on - the struggle between wanting to please him and wanting to keep myself happy. It’s tough. Would I have gotten so freaked out if I thought it wouldn’t bother him one iota for me to say no about using my stuff? It’s doubtful. He pointed out that he’s hardly going to cut me loose for feeling the way I do about my toys.
We discussed my reasons for not wanting him to use the restraints - and while he thinks the “being the first one to use them” defense is a little silly, he can agree to that. It might not matter to him but fine, it matters to me. But he pointed out that the odds of them breaking from one use was pretty slim. Ok, I have to agree to that. When we discussed my reasoning, I had to admit a huge part of the issue was the violent, visceral reaction I get to the woman he was going to be using them with. For some unknown reason, I feel threatened by her. Is there good reason for me to feel that way? No. But I have a strong reaction when she’s involved with things. This has happened before. Do I need to learn to deal with it? Yes. We’re poly and he has every right to see who he wants. He does his best to make sure I don’t have to spend time with her since he knows I don’t care for her (and even I have to admit I don’t have a good, rational reason to feel that way) but he will continue to spend time with her. And despite my reaction to her, I fully agree that my reaction shouldn’t have a bearing on his relationship with her. I would feel like crap if it did. It wouldn’t be fair. MasterDoc does not, ever, interfere with my relationship with Davey. He goes out of his way to not affect my relationship with Davey. I should give him the same respect.
As for the toy use, he pointed out that while I view it as this other woman using my toys, really and truly it would be him using them, for his pleasure. And since it costs me nothing to do so, why wouldn’t I let him use them? I’m not using them at the time. He’s not depriving me of their use. He understands that while I can admit that it costs me nothing, I do have a strong emotional reaction in this situation. He respects that but asks me to take a good long look at it and see if I can feel differently about it. He recognizes the fact that that could take a long time, or perhaps will never change. For now, I feel quite negatively about it. But from an objective standpoint I can see that, yeah, lending him my toys does not have any real impact on me. And as someone I hold dear why wouldn’t I be willing to lend them to him? I’ll take some time to look at my feelings about this and see what happens. He acknowledged the fact that if a toy has a sentimental value to it (i.e., my crop) that he should be told about that so he can behave accordingly (i.e., not likely to take it out of the house).
So ultimately, all I had to do was talk calmly with him and things could easily be resolved. (Heck, they were resolved when I said, “I don’t want you using my restraints with her.”) He’s a very calm man. Even when I get upset and angry he stays calm. I think he’s good for me in that he’s very rational, whereas I get over-emotional. Like they have always in the past, things were resolved to my satisfaction by simply talking to him. No need to raise voices, shed tears, feel eaten up inside.

Sticking Point

I try to write honestly here about D/s. I try to relate my experiences with it - the good and the bad. This week I hit a rough spot when MasterDoc told me that he was going to use my brand new underbed restraints with someone else. I had a problem with this for two reasons - 1) I want to be the first person to use any new toys of mine. After all, it’s mine and what I want should count for something, and 2) I am obligated to write a review of these restraints for Babeland, and should anything go awry with the first use how could I try them out and review them afterward? He knew this would bother me because I’m not friends with the woman he was going to use them with, but he didn’t realize just how upset I’d become. I was eaten up all the rest of Friday thinking about this and how much I didn’t want it to happen. I called him that night to convey that I was “really really upset” and he agreed to not use the restraints. However, we have a talk planned next time we have a chunk of time together. When I talked about it a little online with him the other night (I was in an all-around grumpy mood, ready to pounce on anything bothering me. Being premenstrual undoubtely plays a part, although it’s certainly not the only reason.) he told me that he expected me to change my attitude dramatically.

“So you want me to say it’s fine that you use them with (this woman)?”

“Exactly!” he says, and declares the subject closed for the time being. Not willing to submit on this one I declare that I will start taking my toys home if this is how it’s going to be. He scolded me for continuing the conversation when he declared it over and told me I was to call him Sir throughout the rest of the time we spoke that night. Grrr. I did so, putting as much insolence into the word Sir as I possibly can via the internet. What’s this about submissives being compliant doormats? I can be stubborn. I can be combative. Sometimes I just don’t want to submit. I feel so strongly about this issue that I’m not willing to back down. Of course, this runs contrary to what he wants. I’m partly waiting in anticipation for the conversation, because I would feel better with this resolved somehow; however, I’m also afraid of it because odds are usually quite good that he will persuade me to let him have his way. But if he has his way with this topic, I will feel resentful and angry. Neither of which is conducive to a strong, happy relationship. Neither of which will produce a happy, willing submissive.
He’s used my toys before without asking me, and I objected. He managed to persuade me to let him with the promise that he’d replace anything lost or broken. But in some cases I don’t want to have to replace the toy in question. My crop was a birthday present for my 30th from two very dear friends of mine, and I doubt Babeland still carries that particular style crop. My crop is currently missing. Last time it went missing it was left at this woman’s house. I have no idea where it might be now, but I couldn’t find it around his place last I was there. I’m frustrated when my toys aren’t around to be used with me. They’re mine. It may sound selfish but dammit, this isn’t the playground where I have to make nice and share my toys with the other kiddies. I did not give up my rights to my possessions when I signed on to be his submissive. Clearly this is something for us to negotiate. (His initial argument, by the way, has been that I should be pleased to lend him something that will give him pleasure. I can’t feel pleased when it’s brand new and I haven’t had a chance to use it yet. I just can’t.)
So in the meantime I feel unhappy, because this really needs resolution and resolution is at least a few days off. I feel off-kilter in regards to my relationship with him. I saw him briefly today for the first time in over a week, and while I was happy to cuddle with him the issue at hand just gnawed at me. I’m so afraid of being coerced to submit to something I really don’t want to submit to. The main sticking point is the newness of the toy, although this brings up lots of contrary feelings in me and I start thinking about how I don’t want him to use my toys with someone I’m not friends with. I feel different when he wants to use the toys with S. I’m good friends with her and happy to lend a toy to her fun. This other woman is vaguely an acquaintance. I feel no connection to her. I don’t feel I should be obligated to share my stuff with her.
I’m sure he’ll have a stern comment to leave on this post. But my blog has always been a place where I’m supposed to be allowed to say what I think and not censor myself. I really needed to get this off my chest.

Shameless Affiliate Promotion

While you all are doing your Christmas, Hannukah, Kwanzaa or December birthdays shopping, please remember that by clicking through to Babeland or Vibe Review from my blog you help me out by a commission. So please, give me an xmas gift this year and buy something via my links. Thank you very much.

May I make a few suggestions of good toys to pick up? Well so far MasterDoc enjoys the pandora vibrating butt plug I bought from Vibe Review for his birthday.

From Babeland is the archer wand, a glass g-spot dildo that I absolutely love. Also, Babeland carries Lelo’s Nea, a rechargable (no batteries!) clitoral vibe which competes very nicely with my favorite bullet vibe for favorite clitoral toy. (And it’s so compact! No wires!)

And for a suggestion for which I receive no kickbacks whatsoever, I reveal the brand of the bullet vibe I rave so much about: California Exotic Novelties multi-speed bullet.

I hope everyone has a wonderful holiday season filled with all your favorite toys! Why should kids be the only ones who get toys for the holidays?

HNT - HTG

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Happy Half-Nekkid Thursday! And Happy Thanksgiving to my readers in the US!

I’m thankful for so much. I’m thankful that I’m healthy, employed full time, have a loving family (abeit a dysfunctional one), have MasterDoc in my life, have Davey in my life, have good friends, have a place to live, and so on.

Nadia Interviews FetLife’s John Baku

(Note: This has been pulled for the time being. Will be back up soon.)

I recently had the opportunity to interview John Baku, the creator of FetLife. I’ve posted the interview over at Best Sex Bloggers.com.

Pleasurists # 5

Here’s the latest - my combined three product review from a few days back is here.

Adult product reviews from the last seven days from all around the sex blogosphere. Did you miss Pleasurists #4? Read it all here. Do you have a review for Pleasurists #6? Submit it here before Sunday November 30th at 11:59pm PST. Please re-post this list on your own blogs if listed.

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Enter my Contest! Win Porn from Kink.Com! Deadline December 6th.

On to the reviews…

Editor’s Pick

HNT and Mr. Man by Essin’ Em

“She let me suck her cock, I let her suck mine (Femmes can have cocks too, damn it!). [...] Holy crap - it felt so good…very intense, very amazing. It was like more traditional oral sex on a female bodied person (cunnilingus like), but while watching her mouth slide up and down on my cock. Hot. Mind fuck. God damn hot mind fuck.”

Note: I admit to being a bit biased on this one, because I really really really want a Mr. Man!

Madame Editrix

Scarlet Lotus Sexgeek

Vibrators

Fukuoku 9000 and Naughti Nano by Nadia West

Fukuoku 9000 by Ansley Agnello

Hitachi Fun by sexie sadie

Tools of the Trade: SaSi by Jamye Waxman

Lost on a Desert Island with Gigi by Domina Doll on Viviane’s Sex Carnival

Waterproof Lustre- Diamond by Beautiful Dreamer

The Hitachi Magic Wand by Elizabeth

The Jester from Vixen Creations by That Toy Chick

The Hitachi Magic Wand by Ang

Silver Bullet by Writing Dirty

The We-Vibe by Ellie Lumpesse

Evolved Fusion Gemini by Coy Pink

Pleasure Tops by Ellie Lumpesse

LELO Gigi by Dangerous Lilly

Slimline G Twin by Domina Doll

Dildos

Curve by Essin’ Em

BDSM/Fetish

Under the Bed Restraints by Ansley Agnello

Slinging It by Bad Bad Girl

TLC Japanese Silk Love Rope by Dangerous Lilly

Under the Bed Restraints by Adriana

Lube/Massage Oil

Sliquid Sassy Lube by Nadia West

The Lube Project - Part 1 by Thursday’s Child

Aneros Lube Applicator by Sexorcism

Boy Butter by Scarlet Lotus Sexgeek

Climax Bursts Anal Lube by Writing Dirty

Erotic Books

Nerve: The First Ten Years by J.D. Bauchery

Porn

Pay Per View VOD at GoodVibes by Domina Doll

Good Dyke Porn by Essin’ Em

Lesbian Life - Real Sex San Francisco by Domina Doll on Viviane’s Sex Carnival

Good Dyke Porn by Scarlet Lotus Sexgeek

In Search of the Wild Kingdom by Domina Doll

a box of kleenix, a video, and thou by Sabina TGurl

Sex Toy Storage

FYN XL Toy Box by Ansley Agnello

FYN Foot Long Case by Lolita Wolf

FYN Sex Toy Case by J.D. Bauchery

Miscellaneous

Strawberries and Champagne by Ansley Agnello

Luna Beads by Beautiful Dreamer

Exotic Fruit by Ansley Agnello

Jaguar Harness by Beautiful Dreamer

Liberator Fascinator Throe by Sexorcism

SexToy.Com by Writing Dirty

Getting a closer look at Jaguar by Kyle of Butchtastic

Rough Beating

We were supposed to go out to a gang bang with S. last night. I was looking forward to the possibility of MasterDoc lining up a few men to fuck me. It was a marked difference in my mood from the night before. Alas, we realized too late that we didn’t have the location of the party. Doh! S. came over for dinner but went home afterward. I was worried it would be a really quiet night in. MasterDoc was watching a basketball game, but I was horny. So when I got my hands on his laptop I quickly pulled up some porn. Oh yes, I was trying to put ideas in his head.

I went for the bdsm flicks, searching for submissive porn on tnaflix.com. As I watched, he started looking over my shoulder, watching along with me. Soon it was clear that he was turned on and my hopefulness at getting some grew.  We take the laptop, with the porn running, into the bedroom. The porn is rough and I’m enjoying it. He has me play with myself with the magic wand. I stare transfixed at the computer screen. He asks me if I’m ready to come, and as usual when he does that my hopes go up and I get right to the edge of orgasm. He has me trained so well. But no, he just teases me with the idea of it and doesn’t give me permission. I’m moaning, aching to come, but no luck.

He has me get on hands and knees so he can fuck me. He fucks me for a while, keeping me right on the edge of orgasm. It seems like he fucks me forever because I’m desperate to come and he keeps denying me permission to come. Over and over he has me begging, swooning, dying for more. He has me play with the magic wand on my clit while he fucks me, and this just keeps me so close to the edge. He starts to spank my ass a little. Finally, I hear that one word I’ve been dying to hear - “Come.” I turn into a panting mess in just a second. I feel like I just want to come forever and ever. I don’t want to stop.

He tells me that that’s enough and we lay down on the bed next to each other. He has me suck his cock for a while and I gobble it up, trying my hardest to get it down my throat without gagging. I practice riding through the feeling of my gag reflex switching on. I struggle to keep the heaving at bay. I think I did better at it than I usually do, but I still need lots of work.

He then decides that I need a good spanking since I won’t be seeing him for a while (over a week *sigh*). He has me get the leather slapper and the large wooden ping-pong paddle. Yikes. Two rough toys. I know I’m in store for quite a beating.

He spanks me really hard; I mean really hard. Hard with his hands, hard with the paddle, hard with the strap. Sometimes the pain is so much I can’t catch my breath but then other times it slides into feeling good or feeling like he’s not touching me at all. It was the strangest sensation when the blows would cease to hurt. I think I hit an endorphin rush quite quickly. I was sure I’d have bruises the next day, but no luck. He has me play with the magic wand on myself while spanking me. I’m on the edge of coming, so desperate. He keeps withholding permission - he really held back with permission last night and it was driving me crazy. Finally, while he’s hitting me, he tells me to come. I come, shuddering and I fall forward, he keeps hitting me. By this time the magic wand has fallen out of my hands onto the bed. I keep coming, this time from the pain of his spanking me. I come over and over again. I finish one orgasm and start another due purely to the feel of his hands striking my ass. He runs his hands over my body, up to my hair to grab it for a second, around me to touch the sensitive area where hip meets thigh. He knows that everything he’s doing will just prolong the ecstasy. Again, I feel like I could come forever. I want more, more more. I can’t believe how hard I’m coming and how long I’m coming for. It’s amazing to me how he can strike me, or just run his hands along my body and make me come.

After, my butt is so red he gets our friend Liz from the next room to take a look and she takes a photo with her iPhone. (He has a very peculiar household.) My butt is still sore today, but there are no bruises. I just seem to mysteriously not bruise these days. MasterDoc says he will just have to hit me harder. Yikes. He was hitting me pretty damn hard last night!

His birthday is coming up this week, and I got him a toy for his birthday. (What does one perv get another perv for their birthday? A sex toy!) I know he enjoys anal stimulation and the just night before I was telling him how hot that is - that he’s a straight man who fully enjoys anal play. So many straight guys are uptight about you playing with their ass, but with MasterDoc as my Dom I’ve had many lessons about pleasing him by playing with his ass.  So the pandora is designed to stimulate his prostate and it vibrates too! I have a hard time getting it in properly so he takes a while to show me what I’m doing wrong. I like the feeling of being taught how to please him, by this time I’ve learned a lot and I wonder if I’d be any good at pleasing another guy now since I’ve been so focused on MasterDoc’s little nuances. So I hold the pandora in and angle it so the curved end is hitting his prostate (or heading in the direction of his prostate anyway, I think). He jerks off, watching porn while I play with his ass. Eventually he comes really hard and it’s wonderful to watch. As he comes, he tells me to come if I can and my god I actually do! I actually came when he hadn’t touched me in quite some time. His voice just does me in. I really wonder if anyone else in the world could make me feel the way he does.

MidWest Teen Sex Show - Fetishes

I saw this over at Kaya’s blog and thought it too funny not to share. Especially the working at Wal-Mart bit.

Night and Day

I write here often about having really hot sex with MasterDoc. After all, people want to read about really hot sex. But I think it might help things be in perspective if I finally sat down and told you about sex we had last weekend. I wasn’t feeling especially horny and MasterDoc wasn’t in the mood to give foreplay. So I went into it not feeling worked up or aroused. He had me lube myself up and play with myself, but still I wasn’t feeling all that hot. He asked if I was ready to be fucked, and since I was adequately lubed I said yes. He fucked me, and it felt good but it didn’t get me close to orgasm. After he did that, he lay beside me, stroking his cock while he told me to play with myself. I got aroused but it was still at a low level. He told me to get to the point where I can come, and I was kinda sorta there (but not quite). So when he came, squirting on my hip, and gave me permission to come, I didn’t. Pfft. So yes, MasterDoc and I are quite capable of having so-so sex.

But thankfully that’s not the norm.

I spent Friday at MasterDoc’s and he worked on finding a couple to play with for the night. It seemed like we had a couple lined up when they canceled. I was glad because I was feeling like I wanted to be alone with him. You know how sometimes you just want alone time with someone? I also felt a little triggered, and I didn’t feel okay about the idea of having sex with a complete stranger, which is funny because all too often I think that’s really hot. But I think what triggered me was the mention of us splitting up into separate rooms. It triggered a fear in me related to having been assaulted and raped and I flipped out at one point - this was even after the couple had canceled. I feared what could happen if I was alone with some guy I know nothing about, after all I’ve had experiences when men didn’t stop when I told them to. I spent a little time crying, spent some time cuddling with MasterDoc. I hate that this comes up for me sometimes, but I can’t really know when it’s going to happen.

Thankfully the evening got better. I got the evening alone with MasterDoc like I was hoping for, and we fucked for a while. I got very, very close to orgasm, but he didn’t let me come while he was fucking me. We lay next to each other after, me a little bit further down on the bed so he could watch porn on the laptop. He had me get the Nea and play with myself. I was horny but as he was watching the porn I wasn’t as engaged in it as I would have been if he had been interacting with me. I told him this and he says, “You don’t think I know that?” He starts talking dirty to me, asking me if I’m ready to come. The sound of his voice gets me hot and soon I’m at the point where I could come. At this point I was laying down near his cock as I had sucked it for a while. He keeps talking to me, making me feel like a dirty girl, and I respond by breathing more quickly and yearning for orgasm. He keeps stroking his cock and as he gets to the point of coming, he tells me to come. This time I come as soon as he gives me permission and I even squirt on the bed as I do so. He comes all over my shoulder and we orgasm simultaneously. Things were back to normal.

Sadistic Streak

I’ve been feeling a bit blase about blogging and twittering this week. I have this persistent feeling of being an outsider in the blogger community, and it’s probably just my own insecurity talking. At any rate, I did experience something amusing today and I thought I’d share.

I was feeling my oats so to speak today. MasterDoc left me in the car, double parked, as he went to pick up his repaired laptop. A spot opened up, so I decided to take it rather than staying double parked. Well, as is common in squeezing into small parallel parking spots in NYC I lightly bumped the bumper of the car in front of me. All would have been fine but the guy whose car it was was inside the computer repair shop. He comes out, furious and starts berating me for hitting his 2009 car. I first go the concilliatory route and say, “I’m sorry. I am sorry,” in response to his bitching. But then my spirited side got in the mix and I said to him, “It’s the city, what do you expect?” Fact is, there was no mark on his car and if he hadn’t been right there he would have had no idea I bumped him. I get really annoyed with people who make their cars this huge priority. It’s a fucking car. You use it to get from place to place. A tiny scratch on your bumper is so fucking inevitable in New York City. Get over it.

So I’m in this spirited mood as MasterDoc and I go on to lunch. We’re passing the restaurant, looking for parking. Yes, parking in New York City. As you can imagine spaces are at a premium. One opens up just in front of us down the road and we go to take it, when a limousine driver cuts in front of us from the other side of the street and makes a u-turn to get the spot. MasterDoc is not having any of this, and as the guy goes to back into the spot he pulls in head first. So we end up in this stand off with the limo driver where neither of us quite in the spot and neither of us is willing to budge.

I settle in for the wait and say, “Oh well guess we’re sitting here for a bit.” Heh. MasterDoc says that’s something he likes about me - I get into the spirit of the thing. The limo driver had so obviously been a dick that a guy comes along walking down the street and he tells him off as he walks by. *chuckle* MasterDoc returns a call as we sit and I feel great delight in being more stubborn than the limo driver. Eventually, the limo driver gives up, makes a rude gesture to us as he pulls away and we chuckle and park the car.

As we walk to the restaurant the limo driver passes by saying, “Bastard!” And I just think this is the funniest thing in the world and burst out laughing at him, loudly. At that point MasterDoc comments on how I seem to have a sadistic side, and after some thought I have to agree. When someone’s being a total dick I take great pleasure in making them suffer. I thought the limo driver’s anger was hysterical. I would have taken great pleasure in flogging him or trampling his nuts or something. I’m so often the submissive/bottom/masochist I forget that occasionally, just occasionally, I take delight in the suffering of others. I don’t think this little tidbit will turn me into a switch, but just know that even though I’m submissive, I’m not a doormat and I can be bitchy when the occasion calls for it.

This reminds me of something I was saying to MasterDoc recently. He asked me what I was thinking one time when I looked lost in thought. I said that I was contemplating if I was switch, I could find a submissive man to do my chores around MasterDoc’s for me. I could sub-contract them out. He thought that was pretty funny and I have to say some days I wonder if it’s a viable option. I’m hardly a Domme, so I don’t know I’d have much to offer a sub man, but perhaps there’s one out there who takes joy in serving and would like being treated like a beloved pet. A girl can dream.