Robots are a girl's best friend

I am not really a big jewelry person.

Wait, did you hear that? It was all the wallets of the men in my life breathing huge sighs of relief.

However, I do like quirky, different jewelry. Handmade baubles or unique pieces with some sort of personality.

Like this one....his name is Herman.

Have a great week!

Xoxo,
Bella

Ahhhhhhhh!!!

I started a post, deleted it. Started another one. Deleted it as well. And now I'm posting about my deleted posts. I am a crazy person. Stay tuned. I'll get it right soon. I hope. 

Xoxo,
Bella

If you can't sleep, fuck

2:30 am is the current time as I lay in bed and type this on my phone.

Mr. Man and I can't sleep so we just had sex. Might as well right? We both have to be up in a few short hours to go to our respective jobs and yet, sleep eludes us.

Insomnia is frustrating. Maybe we'll fuck again just to spite it.

cupping

Good Stuff, etc

Some good stuff has been happening in my other life here lately. You know, my daily regular normal vanilla life, the one that doesn't involve sex with hot men and wearing collars and leashes around the house. That life.

• Career-wise, things are taking a turn in a good direction. Or at least a different direction, and in this case different is good. I'm all about different, I need different. So on that front I'm excited and ready for big changes over the next few months.
• In sexier news, Mr. Man will be whisking M away on a little getaway in a few weeks, while C-Man hangs out with me and we continue this amazing thing we've got going. And yes, I have the best of intentions of posting more about his last visit and my foray into bondage and submission. Hopefully soon. Our future looks exciting and well, sexy as hell.
• I had lunch with our friend 13 Messages the other day. Its so cool to hang out with him and be able to talk freely about whatever. Our conversations can get rather deep and I'm always left thinking about them long afterward. I'm lucky to have him as a friend. 
• I can taste spring in the air here and I love it. Mr. Man mowed the yard today for the first time this season, I've seen buttercups (yeah, we call 'em "buttercups" around here. "Daffodils" is so...formal.) blooming on ditchbanks and the breeze today was just lovely. Oh, and I'm itching to get my spray tan on and show a little skin. And did I mention a long weekend at the beach has been booked for May? Complete with hot nanny and a sweet condo.

So yes, life is pretty damn good right now.

my submissive self

The collar was black leather with silver studs, three D rings and a soft red fabric lining. He had given me the collar at our last meeting, unused but waiting for him to return and confine me within its circle. It felt wildly erotic, the weight of submission around my slender neck.

He brought out the matching leash. Long black leather snaking around his strong arm, the silver clasp making a sexy clinking sound as he fastened leash to collar, sub to Dom.

I could feel myself beginning to slip into the edges of that place I had only briefly tasted once before. I wanted this. I had always wanted this. I just didn't know how much.