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For When We're Old

12/25/04
Andromeda RA 23h 0m 21.78s D47 degrees 15'1.10"
douleur, plaisir, amour..perfection

Thinking of You

Well, i logged in this afternoon thinking of You. i hope everything went well last night. i haven't been able to get You out of my head. i tried to let it go, at least for one night, one night...but i was unsuccessful.

i touched myself this morning while thinking of your touch. Remembering your hands on me, knowing exactly where to caress, how to get my body to react, how to own me gently and forcefully. My nipples are still sore, yet i love the reminder of your teeth and tongue. My ass has a bruise, but i love the reminder of the paddle and of the thought that it is ours and only ours.

i apologize for doubting You yesterday. i know i should never doubt You. But to tell You the truth, i have never had it that way...where i didn't have to doubt. And, our circumstance doesn't exactly help.

You know what i want. i understand it is improbable. But, i refuse to say impossible. Until then and beyond... i belong to You, Frederick.

With adoration,
anastasia

What Should I Say?

I'm sitting here, thinking of you, and I want to say something to tell you how I feel. The problem is -- What's the problem? -- I don't think I have anything new to say. If it isn't entirely clear to you by now how I feel and what I want, what could I possible say to fix that?

you are an incredible person.
you are brilliant.
you are funny. (Yes, I know you do not believe that.)
you are the definition of sexy.
you are strong.
you are everything a woman should be.

Oh, and by the way, Have I told you yet today how gorgeous you are?

What a Girl Wants

I know I've pointed you to this blog before, but today's entry (1/25/05) re what she wants/must have in a man, particularly with regard to any potential for a LTR, reminded me of the conversation we had just last night. I wish someone had told me those things when I was 13. I wonder if I would have listened.

Which Ultimate Beautiful Woman Are you?

Take this test and let Me know the result.

you Should be . . .

you should be . . .
bent forward over the back of a chair,
wrists tied tightly to the chair legs,
gagged and blindfolded,
skirt pulled up above your waist,
no pantyhose/no panties,
legs spread wide,
pussy visible between your open legs,
ass wriggling in anticipation,
muscles tensed,
mind buzzing with thoughts of . . .
WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK

ass red,
pussy dripping wet,
tears running down your face,
thoughts of belonging to Me,
wanting to please Me,
needing My ownership,
hungering for . . .
My cock buried in you NOW

Pulling back slowly,
Plunging in again,
your pussy hot,
Pumping in and out,
your cunt squeezing Me,
Sliding in and out,
Over and over,
Again and again,
Fucking,
you're Mine,
Fucking,
I own you,
Fucking,
you're My whore, aren't you?
Fucking,
you like that, don't you bitch?
Fucking,
Who do you belong to?
Fucking,
you, Sir, i belong to you,
Fucking,
you're a good girl, stace, you're My good girl,
Fucking,
I'm gonna cum,
Fucking,
AAARRGHHH . . .
My cum mixed with your juices, running down your shaking legs

you should be treated like a Queen . . .
at least, that is, like a Queen should be treated by the King who Owns her royal ass!

you are My queen, and I am your King.

Something Hot and Sexy

So, i know You told me to get my ass to work, and if You were here that is what i would truly be fantasizing about doing. But, since You have decided that other things take precedence over me (pouting) i am complying with your instructions...first to write something hot and sexy and second to get my ass to work. (although my ass is kinda working because i am sitting on it...(grin))

i talked to derrick today. i think i am so turned on by You and your current display of power and control (which i love by the way)(and it isn't just the GREAT mood, because i can take You brooding as long as i still feel owned...) that it came across in my conversation with him. i couldn't help it. i feel all hot and wet and thought given OUR recent conversation it would be okay for me to share a little of that with him to accomplish my goal. A priming as it were. If You would like for me to share, let me know. BUT...i had to tell you the absolute BEST part. He asked me, "So what is up with your boyfriend?" Me coyly, "What do you mean?" Him, "So does he think he owns you or what?" Me, "i kinda like being owned." Him, "i'll own you anytime." Me, "Sorry, taken. Besides, i think i'd rather own you." Laughs all around....


Anyway, hot and sexy... Well...besides the above, which each time i read it gets me even hotter (because i love knowing that others are sensing your ownership of me)...

my mouth your cock...better yet your mouth my pussy...no wait...my pussy your fingers...no really my pussy your cock...

i want to be on my knees for You. i want You to use my body for whatever purpose You desire, because it is yours to use. Although i want to fuck You, i only want that if it is what You want. Although i want your cock in my mouth, my pussy, my ass, i only want that if it is what You want.

i belong to You, Frederick, only You.

Gone

I deleted the previous post. It was too obviously us. Maybe only to a few specific people, but as far as I'm concerned, that's a few people too many. Now be a good girl and write something hot and sexy.

You were right...as usual!

So i have had a chance to read only a few entries. But, as usual, You were right. i especially like January 13th. So often i think about how i would like to work near You. And i do mean work (though maybe not all the time). Remember your idea of putting our desks in the same office? i think i would get so much more done. Seeing You, being near You...i would not have to be wondering what You are doing or thinking about or if You are thinking about me. i miss You during the day...i know...pathetic. Anyway, You were right. From what i have read already, it sounds pretty close to what i want too. She sounds a lot like me: rebellious and sassy but compliant.

Thank You.

That Link

Here is the link to the blog I mentioned at lunch.

you

I wanted to post something sweet and romantic so you would understand what I see when I look at you, but I'm having trouble with that. Don't misunderstand me -- I think you're absolutely gorgeous. you have incredibly beautiful eyes. I love the shape of your mouth and, ohhh, those oh-so-inviting lips. you always smell intoxicatingly delicious. you are sexy in a way that only a woman can be.

While your appearance might try to trick Me into believing you are still a girl, everything else about you -- the way you move, the way you speak, your entire 'aura' -- gives you away. I know you may choose to take all of this the wrong way and act as if I had insulted you by saying you're not a 'young girl', but know this, I couldn't imagine Myself with some ingenue who didn't have a clue who she was or what she wanted. you are real, and you are perfect.

In any case, I regret that I am having so much trouble telling you how I feel. The truth of the matter, however, comes down to this: There are many reasons why I feel the way I do about you, and all of them make Me glad I own you.

p.s. Maybe I'm not having as much trouble as I thought.

My Mood

I apologize. It seems I somehow now have your mood from yesterday, or at least something close it. The main difference, of course, being I don't know what's caused mine. In any event, it's not you. you've done nothing to cause this mood, and I certainly shouldn't be taking anything out on you.

you did fine with the lunch situation. your decision was correct. you were a good girl and I should not have made you feel otherwise.

On the other hand, I was a bit taken aback by your decision to tell Me what we're doing for lunch, rather than asking whether that was what I wanted. Perhaps My bad mood made you feel less owned, less accountable to Me. Regardless, let Me assure you this is not the case. Whether or not I did My share to actively assert Myself, you should have demonstrated the appropriate deference to My wants and needs.

It is more than clear now that I have been far to lax with you lately. But, don't worry. I have every intention of punishing you appropriately and taking a more active role in directing your actions for My own gratification.

To start, put the balls in you before we leave for lunch today.

See you soon.

You MUST Check This Out

I don't mean to take anything away from the stuff we've had going on in our blogs and in RL, but this woman (whom I have referred to before) is still at it and I thought you might want to see what she's been blogging about lately. However unconventional you and I may be, we are certainly not alone.

Now I just have to worry about how much you and she really are alike. Or, maybe I should say, how much I hope you're alike. I'm really not sure which. Probably a bit of both.

In any case, I'm sure you're going to enjoy reading it.

Thank You

Have i told You yet today how wonderful you are? i am very lucky to have You in my life. Truthfully, i can't imagine my life without You now. We are lucky we stumbled upon our special relationship. i needed it and continue to need it. i only hope that i am truthfully fulfilling a need in your life as well. i am privileged to be owned by You.

Your blog made me cry again. Not because it was sad necessarily, but because of the amount of love and dedication Frederick has for anastasia. There is no room for others to them. Oh, anastasia pretended to want to have another, and may have even thought about it, but truthfully she knows it would be surface fulfillment only. Only Frederick can fulfill her every need and desire, like You do for me. i know that it is fiction, and if the following is not true, please do not correct me but...i can only hope that the times i mess up or disobey, even when on purpose or at least with conscious thought, i can rest assured that You will never abandon me either, that we will always have the option of discourse to resolution. Thank You for the insight into Your mind. i beg You to let me earn that level of devotion.

Always be assured...i never intentionally do anything to make You uncomfortable. You are my master, my love, whether we are together in a room, or alone, or apart. i think about You all the time and want to be with You more often than that. i remember your hands in my hair, pulling. i remember you mouth on mine, your tongue probing, searching, hungry for mine. i remember your cock filling my mouth, getting harder with every lick and suck. i remember your cock in my pussy, my pussy wet with expectation, ready to accept it, have it fill me as it slides in, pushing against my walls as though they are not wide enough to accept it. i remember the look in your eyes when i am disobeying or on the verge of disobeying. i remember what it feels like inside my head and heart when you assert your control over me, not to mention what it does to excite me and make me wet. i remember what it feels like to be called your most prized possession. (Thank You for that.)

No one can compete with You because You are one of a kind. You are the only man able to dominate me (You have tamed the shrew); and i belong to you Frederick, only you. No other man truly exists to me.

Please own me. Please possess me. Please use me. Please love me.

i love You.

Goodnight Mr. Patron. Until we meet again tomorrow.

Your dedicated submissive,

anastasia

Have i told You yet today...?

Have i told You yet today how much i want You? i want your hands in my hair, your mouth on mine. Today i wish you had 5 mouths because i can think of several other places i want your mouth. It would be cool if You could do it all at the same time. In that regard, i guess more than two hands too. No talking, just grunting and moaning. i want to spend hours exploring your body.

Just thought You should know...

Reading Is Fun

I found another interesting blog you might enjoy. I particularly liked the New Year's Eve entry.