Life has been hard lately; I cannot deny that.
But inside me…under all the stress and uncried tears, the flames of desire course through my body, threatening to consume me. I long to lose control, throw it all to the wind, and just run wild. I want to feel strong arms around me, grabbing my ass, fisting my hair…moving inside me until that intense sensation begins to build within. Those moments of wild abandon, of primal need, two bodies taking what they need until finally reaching that desperate moment…climax washing over us, the deep need for physical connection subsiding, even if only momentarily. And it is always momentarily with me. Good sex…the best high you could ever hope to find.
Hello, my friends. It’s me…nora…your long, lost naughty sex blogger. As you can see, I am horny as hell and frustrated as all get out with life these days.
Daddy has actually been feeling a little bit better lately. We began meeting with a holistic doctor who turned our health habits upside down, has us eating like rabbits, but damn, if Daddy isn’t finding some relief. He’s actually had some energy lately and we’ve been able to enjoy each other’s company a bit more (still no sex, but a girl can dream!). Things are really up and down for us, emotionally. Sometimes all the stress and fear has us pushing at each other and not being our best selves. And boy do we miss some of the foodie pleasures in life… no booze, no salt, no sugar, no dairy, limit meats to fish and chicken… ugh. I am the master chef of all things salad these days. And poor Daddy…he takes a gazillion supplements. But we try not to feel too sorry for ourselves… Daddy’s quality of life has improved the last few weeks.
Sir continues to be in my life. Our D/s dynamic is still in place, but things have been rocky lately. I have no doubt that this is my fault. He tries very hard to support me, and somehow… I am always unhappy about something. I honestly don’t know why he keeps me in his service. I know that he loves me and that he holds our D/s connection dear, but I can’t imagine he will want to put up with my emotional rollercoaster of a heart too much longer. I am struggling to follow my rules and hold up my end of things, and then I turn around and find something to be unhappy with him about. I am not my best self right now, and I feel like he is getting the short end of the stick.
I miss blogging. I think of you all, and of trying to write something meaningful to post here. But I am often exhausted, spent before the day has really begun…and… I’m not exactly living the sexy, D/s lifestyle anymore. Watching your spouse face a life-threatening illness sucks. I feels like life is burning me up. I wonder what will become of my blog…if I will fade away like leaves in Autumn or if someday, I will return with a vengeance, my libido soaring out of control, fresh ideas storming my mind and out onto the page…
I hope it is the latter. But until then, my kinky friends… please be living your lives to the fullest, having all the sex you can possibly handle, and drop by once in awhile and share your naughty tales. I miss you.