Dienstag, 4. Dezember 2012
One year!
Happy anniversary to my wonderful, woofy Puppy! One year ago today I asked him to be my puppy, and not long after that I gave him his tags.
Dienstag, 27. November 2012
Dramatis Personae
At this point, I think maybe I ought to introduce some of the kinky (and non-kinky?) people in my life, for clarity. Many of these names are noms de guerre, but I've found that in this lifestyle, they are often more commonly known than actual names. Some other names follow the Classical tradition of giving pseudonyms to romantic interests.
Of course, you all know Puppy, my pup and boyfriend. Our anniversary is coming up on December 4th! Isn't that exciting?
Then there's pup Buster, whom I met at college. Neither of us knew that he was kinky until he met RubberBoundCop (who I'm told is rather famous). We had begun seeing each other somewhat casually at first, but fell out of communication for a little while. Then he accepted an invitation to my birthday party. He showed up with a slave's mohawk and a chain locked around his neck, and was somehow surprised when I asked him who owned him. He's since been manumitted, and is now the pup of Daddies Jay and Phil. We're play parners, and I count him as one of my close friends. He's also a damn sweet puppy. [I occasionally refer to him as Marathus, after the troublesome boy in Tibullus's first little book--but only with affection.]
Pup Sox is a friend of Puppy's, in service to Pup Gunny, and alpha boy/president of the Keystone boys of Leather. He's provided me with the impetus to get out in the local leather community and meet people. He has also kindly undertaken it to mentor me and has been introducing me to various aspects of play that I've lacked the resources, Dom, or creativity to explore on my own.
Boy Matt is one of Sox's lovely friends and a member of the Jersey boys of Leather. The two of them have undertaken it to introduce me into society, which is rather nice.
Sir Rob is probably the only Sir in my town. Given his proximity, it really is surprising that we don't run into each other more often.
Sir Alex is one of Puppy's play partners, and he has graciously agreed to demonstrate various things for me on Puppy.
Sir Jason is a recent acquaintance of mine, and I hope a new friend. We've certainly hit it off! We're both eager for him to lay his whip against me, as well ;) He has a list of credentials that includes membership in Centaur MC, Philadelphians MC, and DCboL.
Antonius is somewhat lonely, but of a very mature personality.
Arktus is a very intelligent daddy with some kinky tendencies, who has taken an interest in me.
Of course, you all know Puppy, my pup and boyfriend. Our anniversary is coming up on December 4th! Isn't that exciting?
Then there's pup Buster, whom I met at college. Neither of us knew that he was kinky until he met RubberBoundCop (who I'm told is rather famous). We had begun seeing each other somewhat casually at first, but fell out of communication for a little while. Then he accepted an invitation to my birthday party. He showed up with a slave's mohawk and a chain locked around his neck, and was somehow surprised when I asked him who owned him. He's since been manumitted, and is now the pup of Daddies Jay and Phil. We're play parners, and I count him as one of my close friends. He's also a damn sweet puppy. [I occasionally refer to him as Marathus, after the troublesome boy in Tibullus's first little book--but only with affection.]
Pup Sox is a friend of Puppy's, in service to Pup Gunny, and alpha boy/president of the Keystone boys of Leather. He's provided me with the impetus to get out in the local leather community and meet people. He has also kindly undertaken it to mentor me and has been introducing me to various aspects of play that I've lacked the resources, Dom, or creativity to explore on my own.
Boy Matt is one of Sox's lovely friends and a member of the Jersey boys of Leather. The two of them have undertaken it to introduce me into society, which is rather nice.
Sir Rob is probably the only Sir in my town. Given his proximity, it really is surprising that we don't run into each other more often.
Sir Alex is one of Puppy's play partners, and he has graciously agreed to demonstrate various things for me on Puppy.
Sir Jason is a recent acquaintance of mine, and I hope a new friend. We've certainly hit it off! We're both eager for him to lay his whip against me, as well ;) He has a list of credentials that includes membership in Centaur MC, Philadelphians MC, and DCboL.
Antonius is somewhat lonely, but of a very mature personality.
Arktus is a very intelligent daddy with some kinky tendencies, who has taken an interest in me.
Bona natalis tibi, bona natalis tibi!
So, Monday was Puppy's birthday. And that's pretty awesome. Mondays suck, though, and he had work, so we celebrated on Sunday instead. We had a lovely day together and I took him to dinner at my favourite local brewery. Afterwards, we headed back to his place. I sat on his bed while he sat eagerly on the floor awaiting his presents, with the most adorable look of anticipation in his eyes. I placed the parcels in front of him. It took little urging to get him to open them. The look on his face when he unwrapped his new rubber chew toy was indescribably cute! I couldn't help smiling at his joy at discovering that the second parcel contained a big blue doggie bowl and a brand new choke chain--one that actually fits! I was so happy to pet him while he wore his chain and nommed on his toy. He's just too cute. I need to take pictures. I'm so happy he likes his new toys!
Happy birthday, Puppy. I woof you.
Happy birthday, Puppy. I woof you.
Dienstag, 20. November 2012
Long time, Reflections, and Adventures in Polyamory
Lange nicht gesehen.
So, life has been full of stuff since I last posted.
I have been lazy, I suppose. I haven't trained Puppy much (I've called him that for so long, it's become his name), nor have I made him siez for a long while. I had him siez the other night, but briefly, and I didn't hold him to it in the morning. On one hand, we are very comfortable around each other; on the other, Puppy enjoys being my subby puppy very much, so being more severe would be fun for the both of us. I need to get him back into pupspace on a regular basis. It makes him so much happier to be able to let go for a little bit. I, for my party love to see him enjoying himself and wagging his stubby Boston tail (ok, his butt. So what?). Being regularly employed now, I can occasionally afford nice things, so very soon he'll be receiving a few accouterments that I think will make him a happy puppy. (Also, his birthday is in about a week, so I've been out shopping :p) Now the trick is to coordinate our schedules so his teaching and my job don't keep us apart like it does! And also to somehow resist the urge to spend every last second cuddling. Puppy is an amazing cuddler and I can't help but want to snuggle up!
Thusfar the open/poly thing has been working for us. An oddity is that we haven't had the typical drama yet, almost a year in. We did have atypical drama though. Instead of having to deal with jealousy, we had to deal with a lover of mine dying in June. I didn't know how to deal with it. From my perspective, Sean was too young to die, I was too young to have to learn to deal with it, and I don't even know how Puppy dealt with me dealing with it. I do know that he didn't really understand why I was so strongly affected, which wasn't his fault. I was fairly oblique with everyone about my involvement with Sean, partially because I didn't want the scrutiny, partially because I didn't want to let myself get too invested and get hurt, and partially because even I didn't realise how quickly and deeply he'd found his way into my heart. I've mourned and eulogised aliquo satis superque, so I won't put any more here. Through all of it, Puppy had my back, comforted and supported me, and was the bestest pup and boyfriend in the whole wide world. When I first set out to write this post (a while ago, and time had tied my tongue), I wanted to talk about all of this at great length, all about love and mourning. Now, I only want to say two things: we made it through the first major trial (to my mind) of our relationship, and I pity all of you out there, because you don't have a puppy like Puppy.
In the vein of open relationships, I kind of want to just put out there that I still have a lot of anxiety about inciting Puppy's jealousy. The irony is that in the beginning, he had some reservations about the parameters I proposed, but in many ways he seems to have taken to them even more naturally than I! I still feel a rush of anxiety when I bring up any sort of flirting or play with others, half expecting him to rip into me like my ex. Which I guess is why I feel that anxiety in the first place. I know that Puppy trusts, respects, and woofs me, but I still haven't completely gotten over my treatment at the ex's hands. I'm kind of tired of the gradualness of recovery. I just want to be over it so anxiety doesn't keep stopping by to interrupt my continual joy at being Puppy's Sir and boyfriend. (O BY THE WAY DID I MENTION THAT WE'RE USING THE BF-WORD NOW?)
I'm making friends in the kink (read: Leather) community at home, which is really nice. I'm going to post about some of my adventures soon. And also other things, like how I'm making all the pups I know homemade doggie treats for Yule.
There were other things I wanted to write about, but I forgot and can't concentrate. So, later!
So, life has been full of stuff since I last posted.
I have been lazy, I suppose. I haven't trained Puppy much (I've called him that for so long, it's become his name), nor have I made him siez for a long while. I had him siez the other night, but briefly, and I didn't hold him to it in the morning. On one hand, we are very comfortable around each other; on the other, Puppy enjoys being my subby puppy very much, so being more severe would be fun for the both of us. I need to get him back into pupspace on a regular basis. It makes him so much happier to be able to let go for a little bit. I, for my party love to see him enjoying himself and wagging his stubby Boston tail (ok, his butt. So what?). Being regularly employed now, I can occasionally afford nice things, so very soon he'll be receiving a few accouterments that I think will make him a happy puppy. (Also, his birthday is in about a week, so I've been out shopping :p) Now the trick is to coordinate our schedules so his teaching and my job don't keep us apart like it does! And also to somehow resist the urge to spend every last second cuddling. Puppy is an amazing cuddler and I can't help but want to snuggle up!
Thusfar the open/poly thing has been working for us. An oddity is that we haven't had the typical drama yet, almost a year in. We did have atypical drama though. Instead of having to deal with jealousy, we had to deal with a lover of mine dying in June. I didn't know how to deal with it. From my perspective, Sean was too young to die, I was too young to have to learn to deal with it, and I don't even know how Puppy dealt with me dealing with it. I do know that he didn't really understand why I was so strongly affected, which wasn't his fault. I was fairly oblique with everyone about my involvement with Sean, partially because I didn't want the scrutiny, partially because I didn't want to let myself get too invested and get hurt, and partially because even I didn't realise how quickly and deeply he'd found his way into my heart. I've mourned and eulogised aliquo satis superque, so I won't put any more here. Through all of it, Puppy had my back, comforted and supported me, and was the bestest pup and boyfriend in the whole wide world. When I first set out to write this post (a while ago, and time had tied my tongue), I wanted to talk about all of this at great length, all about love and mourning. Now, I only want to say two things: we made it through the first major trial (to my mind) of our relationship, and I pity all of you out there, because you don't have a puppy like Puppy.
In the vein of open relationships, I kind of want to just put out there that I still have a lot of anxiety about inciting Puppy's jealousy. The irony is that in the beginning, he had some reservations about the parameters I proposed, but in many ways he seems to have taken to them even more naturally than I! I still feel a rush of anxiety when I bring up any sort of flirting or play with others, half expecting him to rip into me like my ex. Which I guess is why I feel that anxiety in the first place. I know that Puppy trusts, respects, and woofs me, but I still haven't completely gotten over my treatment at the ex's hands. I'm kind of tired of the gradualness of recovery. I just want to be over it so anxiety doesn't keep stopping by to interrupt my continual joy at being Puppy's Sir and boyfriend. (O BY THE WAY DID I MENTION THAT WE'RE USING THE BF-WORD NOW?)
I'm making friends in the kink (read: Leather) community at home, which is really nice. I'm going to post about some of my adventures soon. And also other things, like how I'm making all the pups I know homemade doggie treats for Yule.
There were other things I wanted to write about, but I forgot and can't concentrate. So, later!
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