03/10/09
This whole don’t come thing isn’t easy, well that’s an understatement. My life was actually filled with eroticism. Once i caved and asked Master if i could come (pah once! Usually i come at least 4 times a day.) i could, the next time i couldn’t. Its not easy. Today i didn’t ask. I was way too horny, i just texted Him and asked if He would come home and fuck my brains out, He said he wouldn’t be able to get here till seven but He would Trackback address for this postTrackback URL (right click and copy shortcut/link location) Feedback awaiting moderationThis post has 54 feedbacks awaiting moderation... Leave a comment |
Why The Answering Machine?Maybe it seems a very odd title given the nature of this weblog, its perhaps best explained by a quote from a mail i recently sent Master asking His permission to set it up: "Why a weblog? Hmm Your comment about the answering machine comes to mind, extremely handy in that it gives You the chance to listen to it, answer or not at Your own time. A strange analogy maybe but i think it because a weblog would feel like that answering machine. i sometimes find myself thinking of You, okok who am i kidding here? i very often find myself thinking of You and things come to mind that i want to share with You, they are trivial in that they do not warrant a mail, some how that would feel intrusive and so i just would not write it. With a weblog i could write when i felt the need and You could read at Your own leisure, the answering machine :) Well and also because i am a very content and proud slave and more than happy for the world to know that :)" Master gladly consented and i was then stuck for a title for the log, He suggested The Answering Machine and i thought it totally perfect and so The Answering Machine was born. There you have it, not such an odd title after all :) |