A Public Service Announcement
This writing is colourful, you have been warned! Words that are colo ured and have a little * beside them are links to definitions in case you don't know what the word is. If you do know them, congrats you're smart! Not everyone is that smart or experienced, be patient and skip over the definitions if they are not needed!
~*~ Kat ~*~
This writing is colourful, you have been warned! Words that are colo ured and have a little * beside them are links to definitions in case you don't know what the word is. If you do know them, congrats you're smart! Not everyone is that smart or experienced, be patient and skip over the definitions if they are not needed!
~*~ Kat ~*~
I finally have a little time to sit down and write that fluffy first post I was hoping to start this with. There are 5-6 people in this house on a regular basis. Daddy, Sissy, BooBoo, The Monkey and myself all live in a 2 bedroom apartment. That means we're pretty squished, and when Sir joins us on the weekends we're even more squished.
I am the Mamabear. I'm the one that takes care of the house. I'm not saying that I don't get help, but in the vanilla day to day of things I am that person.
I'm the decision maker, the multi-tasker/schedule keeper, nurse, chef, and occasionally dishwasher.
Sissy helps with chores, such as being the main dishwasher, child herder, monster scare-er away, companion, friend, and as my kids call her Other Mom.
Daddy helps in the chores as well, he does laundry, takes out the garbage, fixes things, helps cook, takes care of the kids and of my and Sissy's needs.
When Sir is able to be here he also spends time with the kids, helps cook, and clean up.
All of this to say..the amount of squished-ness in this house is high, it does lead to stress, there is always something that needs to be done, but always someone around to do it.
I am the Mamabear. I'm the one that takes care of the house. I'm not saying that I don't get help, but in the vanilla day to day of things I am that person.
I'm the decision maker, the multi-tasker/schedule keeper, nurse, chef, and occasionally dishwasher.
Sissy helps with chores, such as being the main dishwasher, child herder, monster scare-er away, companion, friend, and as my kids call her Other Mom.
Daddy helps in the chores as well, he does laundry, takes out the garbage, fixes things, helps cook, takes care of the kids and of my and Sissy's needs.
When Sir is able to be here he also spends time with the kids, helps cook, and clean up.
All of this to say..the amount of squished-ness in this house is high, it does lead to stress, there is always something that needs to be done, but always someone around to do it.
Getting time to sit down and relax without something needing to be done, or a child calling me is rather rare, though I'm working on carving out more me time for my own sanity, and so that I can share more of myself here with all of you.
On top of being what I mentioned above I am:
So..you know WHAT I am..how about WHO I am?
Well..that's a journey we're going to go on together.
"Huh?" I'm sure you're asking
Yep..together.
That's because since Daddy and I had BooBoo almost 6 1/2 years ago I've kind of forgotten who *I* am; and it's time to find out again!
So if you want to find out where you're going, the best thing to do is to know where you've come from..right? I think I heard a quote like that once..or something, sometime.
Well..when I started my journey in BD I was 17. I'm not going to get into the how of that right now..because it's kind of complicated and deserves it's own post. I could not attend public events such as SM*munches* or play parties* until I was 19 (legal drinking age where I live) as most are held in places that serve alcohol.
I attended my very first munch on my 19th birthday and it was one geared towards female dominants* and submissive* men. You see, in all my research, learning and exploring I identified as a Domme*.
Due to this feeling, I persued relationships with submissive men, and had a few longish term ones. When my second long term D/s relationship came to an end I decided that I was going to take a break from the 'seriousness' of a D/s relationship and just play and date casually.
I spent 10 months doing just that. There were vanilla hook-up, there were kinky play dates that ended with sex, there were a few casual on-going play partners, but mostly I was just having fun and learning about myself. I mostly stayed in a dominant role, but experimented with servitude*, submission*, & masochism*.
At that point in time while I was experimenting I ended up identifying as a Masochistic Domme, my definition of this is "Someone who enjoys having pain inflicted on them, but only when, where and how they want it done." I had many people tell me that didn't make any sense, but it didn't need to make sense to them, it only needed to make sense to me.
Why didn't I just call myself submissive then? Well, you see..I used to have some pretty big trust issues. They're getting worked out, but at that point in my life I couldn't put my trust into someone else enough to submit, so that just wouldn't work.
Masochistic Domme it was then. If people didn't like that, well then it was just too bad for them.
Life continued on this way, was fun, and I didn't have any particular interest in changing anything.
Then everything changed.
"HUH?! This girl is NUTS!" I'm sure you're thinking to yourself.
On top of being what I mentioned above I am:
- car ing
- loving
- honest
- loyal
- intelligent
- thoughtful
- funny
- sarcastic
- moody
- psyc-HOT-ic
- empathetic
- emotional
- blunt; and have no problem telling it the way it is.
- I can be insecure, have trouble finding words, and be a rambling mess.
- I smoke cigars & weed. I know most people don't advertise that, but I feel like it's enough of me that you should know.
So..you know WHAT I am..how about WHO I am?
Well..that's a journey we're going to go on together.
"Huh?" I'm sure you're asking
Yep..together.
That's because since Daddy and I had BooBoo almost 6 1/2 years ago I've kind of forgotten who *I* am; and it's time to find out again!
So if you want to find out where you're going, the best thing to do is to know where you've come from..right? I think I heard a quote like that once..or something, sometime.
Well..when I started my journey in BD I was 17. I'm not going to get into the how of that right now..because it's kind of complicated and deserves it's own post. I could not attend public events such as SM*munches* or play parties* until I was 19 (legal drinking age where I live) as most are held in places that serve alcohol.
I attended my very first munch on my 19th birthday and it was one geared towards female dominants* and submissive* men. You see, in all my research, learning and exploring I identified as a Domme*.
Due to this feeling, I persued relationships with submissive men, and had a few longish term ones. When my second long term D/s relationship came to an end I decided that I was going to take a break from the 'seriousness' of a D/s relationship and just play and date casually.
I spent 10 months doing just that. There were vanilla hook-up, there were kinky play dates that ended with sex, there were a few casual on-going play partners, but mostly I was just having fun and learning about myself. I mostly stayed in a dominant role, but experimented with servitude*, submission*, & masochism*.
At that point in time while I was experimenting I ended up identifying as a Masochistic Domme, my definition of this is "Someone who enjoys having pain inflicted on them, but only when, where and how they want it done." I had many people tell me that didn't make any sense, but it didn't need to make sense to them, it only needed to make sense to me.
Why didn't I just call myself submissive then? Well, you see..I used to have some pretty big trust issues. They're getting worked out, but at that point in my life I couldn't put my trust into someone else enough to submit, so that just wouldn't work.
Masochistic Domme it was then. If people didn't like that, well then it was just too bad for them.
Life continued on this way, was fun, and I didn't have any particular interest in changing anything.
Then everything changed.
"HUH?! This girl is NUTS!" I'm sure you're thinking to yourself.
In January 2008 I met Daddy. He wasn't Daddy then though.
He was a smokin' hot vanilla guy that had a shaved head, was ripped and I was going to hook-up with. We were going to spend one hot night together and then go our separate ways.
Except we connected.
We connected so deeply that we've been basically inseperable since that day.
We still have such a strong connection, and are so enamoured* with each other that when we tell people we've been married almost 6 years they are surprised.
When I met Daddy I had to explain what BDSM was to him, explain roles, dynamics and even consent and how important that is.
There were also a few conversations about how I didn't think I was wired in my brain to be a monogamous person, and that to be with me he may have to be open to the idea of a polyamorous lifestyle.
We also talked about about 'That C Word' - COMMUNICATION and how you can't have any kind of successful relationship without it; but particularly a kinky one.
So when Daddy & I ventured down this path together, I was dominant and he was submissive, though we found out quickly that wasn't going to work for us, and while we were taking the time to get to know each other, we put serious BDSM consideration on hold, and continued to keep that aspect of our relationship at exploration status.
*** To Be Continued *** (at some point)
That's basically the begining that eventually lead me to where I am now, but there LOTS more in between so I can't write it all here now..I mean - I have over 7 years with Daddy..how many blog posts do you think THAT'S going to take to explain?!
Feel free to contact me regarding anything that you've read here, or leave a comment to share your experience with me and others!
~*~ Kat ~*~
He was a smokin' hot vanilla guy that had a shaved head, was ripped and I was going to hook-up with. We were going to spend one hot night together and then go our separate ways.
Except we connected.
We connected so deeply that we've been basically inseperable since that day.
We still have such a strong connection, and are so enamoured* with each other that when we tell people we've been married almost 6 years they are surprised.
When I met Daddy I had to explain what BDSM was to him, explain roles, dynamics and even consent and how important that is.
There were also a few conversations about how I didn't think I was wired in my brain to be a monogamous person, and that to be with me he may have to be open to the idea of a polyamorous lifestyle.
We also talked about about 'That C Word' - COMMUNICATION and how you can't have any kind of successful relationship without it; but particularly a kinky one.
So when Daddy & I ventured down this path together, I was dominant and he was submissive, though we found out quickly that wasn't going to work for us, and while we were taking the time to get to know each other, we put serious BDSM consideration on hold, and continued to keep that aspect of our relationship at exploration status.
*** To Be Continued *** (at some point)
That's basically the begining that eventually lead me to where I am now, but there LOTS more in between so I can't write it all here now..I mean - I have over 7 years with Daddy..how many blog posts do you think THAT'S going to take to explain?!
Feel free to contact me regarding anything that you've read here, or leave a comment to share your experience with me and others!
~*~ Kat ~*~