Saturday, June 4, 2011

long day, a summary.

Last night was awesome sex. I was worrying too much, and asked something about how I handled Jessi. I didn't realize I was trying to get His approval and comfort in a wrong way, but quickly realized it when He pushed my face down and made me suck His dick. He told me that if I was going to get a compliment on something it would be on my dick-sucking skills because that was all I'm good for. After a minute He finally let me up, after choking me. I must have said something else, because He had to ask if I need a reminder of what I'm good at.

Shortly after, we have awesome sex that involves Him asking me if I'll either swallow or take His cum inside me (Was that last night or was last night when He didn't let me cum for a while?) and He didn't have on a condom and I couldn't make up my mind, and He asked if I was going back on my promise.

He laughed, put on a condom and fucked me. !!! :D I asked Him to cuff me, and He cuffed me to the bed after sex, one arm...

no, I've blogged this before.


We had sex, and ... he had a pretty bad seizure. Right after. He had an asthma attack as well. jessi used the toy I gave her, finished at 3AM.

So after the sex, being vulnerable, I ended up crying a lot.


Susy freaked out about the dog today, so even though it was the last day before the party, He called in to work, and we all went to the vet with the dog. We left as soon as we were ready, not having done any cleaning... and we got back after 9PM. it's 4:15 now, and Jessi has gone to bed. I'm eating, I made grits for Him, major has been here since before we got here, the dog is ok, she has mange. It's genetic and other dogs cant get it, we have to give her a pill morning and night and a syringe every 3 days. major is really excited about playing with me tomorrow, which I don't get, because he's going to be scening with destiny, and I know he's got to be more interested in her, cuz she has more likelihood of giving him pussy. I don't know, I just don't get it. While we were out all day, we picked up 2 mattresses (major is lending them so he has a place to sleep) went to my parents so the (have to be refrigerated) meds were ok, adn left the dog there for a few hours. Then I visited my nana and we had to pry me away from her, and then we had to go to my grandparents house, because they had my birthday card... and we had to spend it to pay the rent, because the dog cost $55 and we have to go back and get more pills in 2 weeks for her because it's supposed to take months for her to get better with the meds and it's $5 a dose.

Susy was really upset about not getting to waste the money. to be honest, she only had a short spending spree mentally, and then she braved up, and told the rest of us she wanted to use it on tires. it's just that she didn't know it was already needed just to keep us above water... and she really wanted to use it to help us in an unexpected "i can volunteer it when no one expects me to" kind of way, rather than just having it taken from her. She cried in the car. I switched before He came back out, and wiped my face. I understand that it was necessary. She did, too. but... she still couldn't handle it as well as us. It still hurt her more, is the only wa I know to explain it. I answered yes Sir to what He said when He came back and got in the car. I must not have been supposed to, He gave me a weird look. I had to say it though, I was trying to hold on, and Susy was slipping through still. she needed a break. she had to leave. 

when we got back, jessi was upset. I didn't understand why she would be pissed off, because she hadn't had to give up her money for it... but I asked Daddy to go talk to her.He did, and she seemed better after that. I still don't understand a lot of things that upset her. I always seem to say something stupid. I hate it when she gets sad. 

my grandmother gave us tons of stuff. a lot of it was useless, but some of it was pretty much imperitive to our survival, such as a case of canned drinks and a paper towel holder and gold shirts for the party tomorrow and watches and brownies and old food and ... lots of stuff. thats where I got my birthday money, too.

cleaned since we've been home, and I've had 2 (+?) breakdowns so far, once emily and once susy because emily is slipping after being awake so long and not eating (i'm eating now, don't worry 4:40 AM)

everyone really pulled through to get it together, but even still I have ot mop before bed and I dread it with everything in me.  time to go do it and stop chickening out. 

oh yeah, major keeps saying he's going to (and then he won't tell me) at the party tomorrow. I'm a little worried, but Master is doing negotiations for me, and He says I'll like it a lot. I'm not sure about that, because I keep hearing hitachi, and I really just cringe at the thought of having something used on my clit. also, the way major was talking when he was trying to talk in code yesterday to Master, it sounded like he thought he was going to make me have an orgasm. I kind of stifle a laugh at that considering how much I absolutely hate stuff on my clit, but he can think whatever he wants I guess and we'll find out the hard/fun way who is wrong tomorrow.

Still confused why he's planning so much stuff for me when I wasn't even sure I was playing with him (I assume I am now, since Daddy didn't snatch me up when I mentioned it to Him, and now major is totally engrossed in it to the point that he hasn't mentioned what he's doing to destiny at all). I told him that I was making sure I got to play with someone and propositioned two tops (Him and major) to make sure I got played with. 

There's going to be a LOT of people here tomorrow, and the last time I was scening with a lot of people around, it started to hurt, and I didn't like it that much as it was happening. I like it as a memory more, but when it was happening, every time I saw people I pretty much crashed and couldn't take any pain. So I'm actually kind of worried that might happen again. woops, time to go mop. 


wonder what they're price-checking at walmart. 


sigh.

secluded tired hungry pouty girl, going to do her damn job.

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