forget me not
March 2, 2008 by Mina
Hello lovelies… It is I, Mina… have you forgotten me?
It has been over a month since I have written anything erotic… go ahead and look. I will wait. Go on. Feel free to check Secret Desires too. Yes, I told you.. over a month. The only things I have written were 2 posts. One on my cervical biopsy and one on it’s results. Nothing erotic about that.
If it weren’t for Sylvanus and HNTs… this blog would have been a wasteland.
Inspiration to write has disappeared. Thousands of thoughts run through my head, but not enough to compose a post. Or perhaps, not a post for here.
I gaze and read at others’ blogs. Some, I become captivated by the tales they tell. Some people are just more exciting. They leave me wondering if they will get back together, if they will part ways, what’s next in her/his submission, what new dark tales are forming, will they ever meet…. the list goes on and on with all the different blogs out there.
But who are we?
We are but your average couple, I am afraid. We spend most nights indoors, we venture out to dine. We enjoy going to our fave sex shop every other weekend or so. We don’t go out clubbing. We don’t go looking for sex parties. We don’t go visit dungeons. Yes, we are but your average couple who happen to engage our bdsm side of our sexuality from time to time.
But that has been a long time ago.
It has been ages since I have felt the burn of clothespins on my skin. Ages since I have had a “proper” beating. I have felt the sting of his hand, his belt and the heat of the crop. I do not say this as a complaint, just merely stating what has and has not been going on with us.
Right now the most exciting part of our lives is that we are house hunting to rent. We have found a nice place and are hoping that our applications go through.
We both work full days, my job a bit more demanding. If you include my commute to and from work, I average almost a 12 hour day. Yes it sucks at times. My job is a labor love, seeing as I only have one day off a week. But when I think of quiting, it is not something I can do now at this point of my life. What I do is who I am, and to take that part of me away will leave me undefined.
Undefined…
Yes, at times I stare in the mirror, and I see an empty vessel. I stare at my image, and like most women, I become disgusted with who stares back at me. I pinch and turn, looking at the few extra pounds I have acquired. It makes me disgusted. It makes me feel unsexy. Absolutely unsexy. Frustrated.
I am no longer defined by my submission. It is part of who I am, but I am not defined by it. I flirt with the idea of living a submissive lifestyle. Parts of me want to just give up my decision making. Give up having control. Things seem so simple that way.. but the rest of my life doesn’t work that way. My job requires me to be dominant. But that is the story of most submissives right? Lead a dominant career, to then come home and desire to submit.
I am rambling now… still thousands of thoughts run through my head, but not enough to write it down. Or like I mentioned above, maybe not something I want to write here.
Anyways.. I am trying to come back my lovelies…
rambling can be good… let yourself wander and eventually you will find you’re on the path to where you wanted to be all along.
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Yes I know that sometimes it is just good to let even random thoughts come out and get written.
xoxoxox mina
you are beautiful inside and out…i know you will find your way.
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so easy it is to stray off path… I will find it soon.
xoxoxo mina
And we will always be here for when you feel you can come back. You, my dear, are a beautiful and engaging woman who will never be anything less. I understand how you feel - the work, the personal feelings of frustration - but know that you will always be the Mina we, and I especially, adore. xoxo
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DLG your words caress my soul. Thank you my sweet.
xoxoxox mina
Dirty little street ragamuffin standing under a street lamp late at night, hands behind his back and the toe of a ragged sneaker rubbing the sidewalk nervously as he looks up…
“You….won’t forget about us, will you ?”
If that doesn’t get the message across, watch the David Bowie movie LABRYNTH and pay close attention to the last scene. “If ya need us…”
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I love that movie, it has been awhile since I have seen it. *smiles* Perhaps I should see it again.
xoxoxo mina
Who can anyone forget you? you write so wonderful, your not afraid to show your feeling.
We all feel the need to ramble from time to time and its a good thing, so you carry on as and when you need to. We will all still be here for you. I/we Love who you are, both outside and within.
xx
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Mike, you are too kind. Thanks for the support.
xoxoxox mina