I know the schoolgirl has been done and overdone, but when Boy Toy and I started rummaging through the house, looking for HNT inspiration, this is what came up. I'm calling it a series because I intend on posting a few more... But it won't be next week, I'm out of town. Unless Boy Toy finds it in himself to do the posting ;)

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It was my birthday, an occasion to celebrate. Maybe I celebrated a bit too much... The problem with being a regular at your local bar is that whenever you don't buy drinks, they give you drinks. That night, I went with a good amount of money in my pockets (or rather, in Boy Toy's pockets, since my outfit was pocket-less), enough to buy a few rounds. The last few times, I had gone out without bringing much cash along and I still got several drinks. It's easy, you just go to the bartender, tell him you have 5$ but you want 4 shooters, et voilà! Ok, I'm exaggerating. A little.  This time, I wanted to buy a few rounds, pay back my "due". It didn't work. I'd buy a round of shooters, and the next minute the barman would offer me, or Boy Toy, some more. Seriously, we refused quite a few. You can imagine the results. What a night! I had a blast, though. I danced and danced, moving to the beat and loving it. Boy Toy danced too and it was great. Many of our friends were there, people we love, fun people. The end of the evening is a bit more of a blur, but I have a distinct memory of french-kissing a guy accross the bar. Boy Toy was right behind me. Have I ever mentioned that Boy Toy is not the jealous type? I knew this, I know this, yet I still feel a little bad about tongue-wrestling with this hot guy in front of my boyfriend and in front of everyone else... The next day, Boy Toy laughed at me when I suggested what happened could possibly bother him. I guess I worry about what others may think of Boy Toy, seeing this. I'm sure this is totally silly to him, must be a girl thing ;) I once wrote that I was getting used to Boy Toy's lack of jealousy. I also wrote that I would never stray. Ok, I don't think a french-kiss is straying too much, but nonetheless, I have to admit it seems I'm getting used to my freedom, too. And I'm probably more disturbed by this than Boy Toy ever will be.

I'm a little late putting up my HNT this week, because we just got back from watching a movie. I bet you can guess which one ;)

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I'm starting to really like this living arrangement. Sunday, I realized I needed kitty litter. I don't like buying it because the kind I get comes in a big container which is fairly heavy. I can manage the walk back home, but I do get sore and I'd rather avoid it if possible. So I asked Boy Toy: "Do you miss masturbating?" Because, you see, he's not allowed to unless given permission. So we struck a deal: he'd get to masturbate once this week if he picked up the litter for me. Then last night, Boy Toy was at a friend's house when I went to bed. I left him a cute lover's note in the bathroom, it said: "Hello Boy Toy. I want you to put on the CB6000."   So now Boy Toy is in the chastity device, yet he's been given permission for one orgasm this week. I remembered this when I wrote the note, but as of now, I haven't yet decided how I'll settle that one. I might leave him the key one day when I go to work, with orders to lock the thing back on once he's done his business. It could be hot, though, to have him do it at a specific time. In front of me. Tonight, Boy Toy came downstairs wearing nothing but a flimsy pareo. I was lazing around on the couch and told him to take the thing off. It turned out to be a great idea, as Boy Toy was coming down to clean up the kitchen and he now had to do it naked. I sat back and watched him finish the dishes and clean the counter top. When it looked like he was done, I suggested: "Sweep the floor." Without a word, he picked up the broom and went to work. Next, I told him I needed a foot rub. I allowed him a little break first, though. Enough of a break for a cigarette and a coffee. Finally, after the foot rub, I had him make a little something for my lunch at work tomorrow. I initially asked that he prepare my coffee for the morning too (it's a programmable machine) but I took pity and did it myself while he worked on my lunch. I'm such a kind, generous owner ;)

A bit of an update since yesterday... After I wrote my post, I told Boy Toy about it. I didn't go into details, I only mentioned that I had posted on my blog. I was too tired to try to explain it right then and there, but I wanted him to know I'd written something because I was a little worried what I'd said here might upset him somehow. I was careful with my words when I wrote my post; I re-read and edited several times. I don't want anything I write here to be the cause of an argument between us and I want to avoid using this place as a means to communicate with him, despite how tempting it can be. Still, I felt the subject was a bit sensitive so I felt I had to warn him or something. I don't know if he read the post or not. He hasn't mentioned it, and I don't really see when he would have had the time to read it. We had friends over last night, and we went out. This morning, Boy Toy woke up with an erection, as is usually the case. I had my back turned to him and I playfully spooned into him, knowing his cock would end up between my legs, conveniently aligned with my pussy. I was still half asleep but Boy Toy didn't have sleep on his mind anymore. He started groping me, fondling my clit and lips, pinching my nipples, all rather gruffly. I didn't respond at first, my mind still clouded with sleep. I wasn't really getting wet, not at first, but it seemed like Boy Toy was going to have his way no matter what. I enjoy sex with my Boy Toy, so I simply let him continue, half out of curiosity and half because I was getting aroused, too. So we had sex because Boy Toy wanted to and simply took what he wanted. A rare thing. I still haven't asked him if he read my post.

I've been neglecting my blog a little, uh? It's because things have been pretty hectic in my world. I'm staying with Boy Toy for a while and it involved a lot of preparation. Then there's work, which is getting busier and busier. So far I've managed to avoid overtime almost completely, but in the next few weeks I doubt I'll escape it. Still, even without extra hours the busy days leave me tired and not too inclined to write. Things are good though. This little stint at Boy Toy's going super well. We enjoy each other's company without overdoing it, which is the key, I think. Surprisingly, there actually seems to be less tension between us, overall, than before.  Unfortunately, living together hasn't meant more sex. That's the downside of keeping busy... Or maybe I just need to make it happen. I'm supposed to be the dominant partner after all, right? This is something I've asked Boy Toy about, but I didn't exactly choose the right time and nothing useful came out of the conversation. Since the botched talk, I've been giving this some thought. And here's what I think: I've been teetering on the edge of domination, sometimes going forward but always eventually pulling back, because I don't feel like I turn him on as much without the D/s. Maybe it's insecurity talking, or maybe I'm PMS-ing. Those damn hormones can sure be tricky! But the bottom line is, I kinda want him to be helplessly horny over me all the time. Ok, ok, I'm exaggerating. But I don't want it to absolutely require kinky shit. Don't get me wrong, I love dominating Boy Toy. I love the dynamics that we have. But I don't want to end up resenting it because without it, he doesn't want as much sex. So when I start thinking that maybe I could simply make it happen more, I don't do it. I shy away from it. I want him to want me, without my dominating him. Why should I have to order him to give me oral sex to get any? Couldn't it come from him, too? I've asked him that, and he said: "Well, when you tell me to do it, I do it, so it does come from me."  Hurm. Sure, but I still have to tell him to do it. I guess what it comes down to is, sometimes I'd love for him to initiate a bit more. I think he doesn't do it because of his submissive side. Or maybe we just haven't established clear enough "protocols" and he doesn't know what he can or cannot do.   Whatever the reason, I need to know for sure I turn him on even when I'm not being the dom. I mean, I know he is attracted to me. He does compliment me a lot. He tells me I'm hot, I'm sexy, I'm pretty. It's adorable and heart-warming. But he doesn't get near as excited without domination as he does with. Which I guess is the whole point... So why am I making a fuss again? Right, insecurity. I imagine I should just get it into my head that it's normal his kinks have a much more intense effect on him than plain old vanilla sex. And come to terms with my insecurity, which it would seem is the real reason for my sometimes holding back on the D/s and kink.   What silly creatures we can be. I should just let go and enjoy what I've got. Quit worrying about stuff and live my damn life to the fullest... All that being said, I want to reiterate that things are good. I was only sharing some of the things I think and wonder about; maybe it'll give you food for thoughts.

Boy Toy and I finally found the time to shoot a few pictures, tonight. But it was a close one: we were both so tired we barely managed to get the camera and sexy lingerie. We must really love HNT to have gone through the trouble ;) Enjoy!

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I told you a while ago that when I was away for the weekend and kept Boy Toy locked in the CB6000, he had quite a few kinky dreams... Well, here's one. I still can't believe how detailed they are. And sometimes pretty funny. The end is worth reading ;)  Apparently your trip didn’t just include visiting your friend, but also attending a "Living together as a D/s couple" course! :D You're back and talking to me about it. You don't get into any details but rather, you get right down to business. There was something about putting me into the CB6000 before you left town. This conversation happens at the kitchen table and it seems quite detailed, I think overall I’m in the "you know best" frame of mind because you took the course and now you have all this knowledge. I’m also still in the CB and I think naked too. You have notes and are going through them. Something about me accepting our roles or accepting submission. The overall discussion is that given what you learned in your courses, we were about to do this all wrong: since I’m submissive I should have never defined the terms of the trial, it should have been you and it should be done in full D/s, 24/7 style. The next part kinda makes sense in a way. You say I shouldn’t define what my needs are, I should ask you if you would allow them. I should ask you while in position, and there is a vision of trying that out. Still in the same setting, you're pointing to all the items for the move-in ceremony, they are all laid out on the table including a collar and what seems to be a more secure chastity device that seems to have a harness or something welded to it, as well as a pile of cuffs or ankle cuffs. These give the impression that ALL boy limbs are to be held in restraints. I ask you when you want it to start, or what your terms are, and you say it's to start in 2 weeks, for a period of 3 months. The 2 weeks delay is so we can prepare, I think it means prepare the D/s lifestyle that you have to layout. Then we get into my chores, but it’s more like I get visions of them. One of them is cleaning the floor of the bathroom on all fours with a rag, to make sure it's more clean, and eventually I'm to accept that this is normal procedure. You are telling me not to worry about my work because you are keeping that in mind. There was also some kind of punishment ritual, which I’ll leave out! Another of my chores is doing all the cooking and you tell me that your brother started working for Lagostina and that you can get anything from them free. I’m to make a list of all the pots and things I’m missing, as if I’m missing any, but hell it’s a good thought to get tons more, me love that stuff. :D Few faded memories of other chores I won’t go into. But there is this part about you explaining how you are naturally dominant and that I try to resist fully submitting. Another part is orgasm denial again, wonder why? And there is some kind of feeling that there would be no orgasm for the whole term. The other interesting point is something about me accepting submission. Here too I remember visions of it, sort of, and that I’d give up any rights to break up with you until the 3 months were over. There was some kind of binding thing, like a signing where there would be a witness or something like that. Then it’s another vision of the signing, I think this part actually comes later: We are moving in boxes and I’m trying to tell you I can’t wait for all this stuff to be over with so we can get to the collaring part. I’m anxious or something, and you say that even if we do finish early, the collaring witness will only arrive at a certain time. It seems you are trying to contact them to come sooner because you're also dying to get it started. The dream goes back to the kitchen table setting, and more rules for our new D/s lifestyle. I remember exercises, a part about abs and me asking you if you will detail out which ones I should do because I’d really like to know. :D There was also a part about renovations and I remember some easy feeling, saying to myself "I really like that, I think it's cool." I would have to request permission as to what we would renovate. I think you specified it would be one thing at a time, and that you would have me start on another project when we got more money. But you kept pointing out the kitchen, I think that makes sense in real life. he! Next, it appears to be the ceremony or collaring part, the same day your stuff is moved in. I’m nervous as it’s about to happen and you try to relax me with drinks. HA! I’m wearing nothing but a chastity device and the funny thing is that I can’t wait to get the collar and cuffs on so I can be wearing a little more and be dressed as I should be. The witness comes up the stairs, only the stairs seem much longer than in reality, and I’m peaking down from behind you to see. They keep coming up, step after step. I pull back sort of because I’m feeling shy in my current dress situation. Then I think it ends and the collaring part is repeated, as it sometimes happens in dreams, but it seems different. This time I’m dressed. It’s about to start and you order me naked, and as I’m undressing you stand in front of me, asking me if it’s fine with me because this is a binding thing, from this point on there is no turning back. I answer "Ya, ya, it’s cool, I'm fine" and yet inside I'm really scared, but I want to show I’m a big boy, I’m cool on the outside. As I come out of this room, there are witnesses and you read them a script. It seems one of the witnesses would be holding the collar and I’m worried it could be M or C and that they would know everything about our D/s. I’m asking you about this and you reply something like "Does it matter?" Seems like I’m to submit, and whom you tell and how you tell them is up to you. This is part of what you learned in your course, they said it should be accepted by your friends. So I shut up, yet I know that I fear this. While it’s actually happening, when you are reading from the script thing, there is only one witness-person. When you are done reading, you put this collar on me. I try to tell you I have the best owner and other cool comments, but you keep going "Shhhhh, wait till after" as soon as I try to say something. The thing seems to have tons of latches, complex twisting things. Then it’s started, apparently; we are in the kitchen having drinks with M2. At this point I really want to hide because I’m wearing nothing but a collar and some kind of metal chastity cage. Seeing me like this, she is asking you all kinds of questions, like why you don’t have me like this on weekend get togethers... I remember being fucking nervous about what your answer would be but at this point there is an elephant warning. Yes, in my dream, we live in fear of elephants trampling down our homes and every house has a shelter built into it. Makes sense no? Finally a dream that makes sense. So we run down to the shelter because we can hear the elephants coming. We have to remain very quiet so we are whispering, and you're trying to tell her that others might not feel comfortable showing ownership stuff. And she says her boyfriend M doesn’t mind, and as this conversation goes, I’m kind of behind you trying to poke you and say “Urm, no, that wasn’t on the contract that I’d be showing full submission during our parties." And you say it’s alright, it would just be them and we can invite them before the others show up. I’m trying to say otherwise but you snap at me, telling me I’m trying to top from the bottom and I shut up for fear of getting in trouble. Then we are back out of the "shelter", the elephants have passed and both of you are watching me, or rather looking at my body and saying it’s the best way to see a male sub: naked, wearing a chastity device and a collar. And that’s all I remember. 

It's been pretty hectic. I've just been so busy, and Boy Toy too. He didn't have the time to help me with this week's HNT - which I hadn't had the time to think about up until tonight - so at the last minute, I grabbed the camera and strutted in front of the mirror. Nothing you haven't seen before ;) Happy HNT! 

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I’m staying at Boy Toy’s for a while and I’m starting to think this is going to be a lot of fun. Last night, for example. We were eating when I was struck with an idea. You see, Boy Toy kneels for me, naked, for 10 minutes every morning. It’s a rule we have. I tended to forget a bit about it though because I was never there when he did it. So, while it was a fun rule, I didn't get to enjoy it at all. Now that I’m staying here though… Well he could do it at night. In front of me. I asked him if he did his 10 minutes in the morning and turns out he hadn’t. “That’s all right, I said, you can do it tonight.” A few hours later, Boy Toy was sitting at his computer reading something. I sat next to him, a playful smile on my face, and asked him what he was doing. “Reading this thing here” he said. My smile turned a little evil when I replied: “You could take a 10 minutes break, right?” He blushed and mumbled what sounded like some feeble excuse. I said nothing, simply stared at him, and before long he was admitting that he could indeed take a break. A few minutes later I was eating some cereal with a naked kneeling Boy Toy in front of me. I looked him up and down appreciatively; oh but how I like that view! I put the cereal bowl aside and went up to him, kneeling too but sort of looking down at him since his legs were spread and not mine. Looking him in the eye, that evil smile back on my lips, I reached between his legs and took a firm handful of balls. He gasped. I held his gaze until he looked down, then I unhooked my hand from around his balls and playfully, oh so lightly, slapped them. Boy Toy made me laugh, then, by saying "Careful not to hurt!" I told him if I wanted to hurt, I would hurt. It sounded suitably cruel, but the truth is, it's not something I usually do. He's fairly safe on that front. I continued my exploration of his body, my hands and nails trailing along his chest, occasionally going back to his cock and balls. I kissed him. It was just so damn hot. I sat back down and when his 10 minutes were up, he said "So, I can get dressed now?" Wrong question to ask me. I had him stay naked until he went to bed, a few hours later. I was already in bed and it was wonderful to feel his naked body curl up around mine. I hadn't been sleeping much at all until then, but as soon as he joined me, I fell fast asleep. Yes, the 10 minutes rule will definitely be moved to night time. And Boy Toy will probably spend a lot more time naked than he's used to. I think I'll love it here.