<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:16:37.655-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Domdra9on's slavewife</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>512</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-8304654734689757894</id><published>2010-04-24T21:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T21:26:48.571-04:00</updated><title type='text'>slave june, construction worker</title><summary type='text'>We have been busy working on the kitchen, We now have a ceiling I helped Master hang the sheet rock.  We have most of one wall re sheet rocked, and next we have to paint the ceiling and the wall after Master finishes taping and seaming, We have a new convection microwave to hang with 3 new kitchen cabinets.  Eventually we will have all new cabinets.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/8304654734689757894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=8304654734689757894' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/8304654734689757894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/8304654734689757894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2010/04/slave-june-construction-worker.html' title='slave june, construction worker'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-7481050945428773246</id><published>2010-04-22T21:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T21:25:57.090-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning wakeup</title><summary type='text'>I am in the process of a mini-vacation, which I need.  Master woke up this morning and decided I needed a bit of a treat before he headed off to work.  I of course was thinking at first “but I am sleeping”.  I was rolled over to my tummy and Master started paddling my bottom with a black leather paddle.  I remember first I tried to lay still then I got squirmy,  I also was next given a couple of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/7481050945428773246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=7481050945428773246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/7481050945428773246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/7481050945428773246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2010/04/morning-wakeup.html' title='Morning wakeup'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-4718738919311458739</id><published>2010-04-10T21:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T21:22:14.358-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Woman in the Iron Mask</title><summary type='text'>We had our April party and I was dressed in a white strait jacket style dress.  I wore a mask on my face.  I loved it I felt like I was totally bound.  I had to wait till Master decided that I may eat.  I had to have Master decide I was allowed to drink.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/4718738919311458739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=4718738919311458739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/4718738919311458739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/4718738919311458739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2010/04/woman-in-iron-mask.html' title='Woman in the Iron Mask'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/8373667557791037987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2010/04/first-warm-spring-day.html' title='First warm spring day'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/S9eOHEwRBuI/AAAAAAAAAK0/D_v1hMPma-M/s72-c/j040610a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-2093467082640795692</id><published>2010-03-17T21:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T21:18:54.901-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Doggie bondage</title><summary type='text'>Master saran wrapped me doggy style one night for some serious flogging and whipping,  well whipped and well flogged and then was turned over for Master to have his pleasure with me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/2093467082640795692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=2093467082640795692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/2093467082640795692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/2093467082640795692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2010/03/doggie-bondage.html' title='Doggie bondage'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/S9eM13uWD3I/AAAAAAAAAKU/xgM10hHVVxk/s72-c/j031710c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-3308246951408086291</id><published>2010-03-12T21:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T21:15:12.347-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch, my poor tits</title><summary type='text'>One night Master decided my nipples had not been getting enough attention so he took my rings out and put clips with a chain on them so he could have them strung up, He gave them quite a whipping, slapping, stretching.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/3308246951408086291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=3308246951408086291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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3</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/5085336319950039254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=5085336319950039254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/5085336319950039254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/5085336319950039254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2010/02/anal-expander-3.html' title='Anal expander # 3'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/S9eLirahzfI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/SZTvCoNbMQM/s72-c/j022010a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-239745825393488313</id><published>2010-02-19T21:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T21:10:11.038-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I ate without waiting for Master</title><summary type='text'>In February we went to the Fetish Fair Flea in Providence, I found several adorable outfits while there we visited with friends and played.  I enjoyed the company of our many friends.  I did get into trouble one day while we were there I guess I was too eager to eat and started eating without Master.  When we got back to our room I was chained so that I could not touch my food while Master ate </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/239745825393488313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=239745825393488313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/239745825393488313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/239745825393488313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-ate-without-waiting-for-master.html' title='I ate without waiting for Master'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/S9eKicNANvI/AAAAAAAAAJc/hmZFrNWUWx0/s72-c/j021310.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-3280191642984243166</id><published>2010-01-01T21:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T21:06:48.005-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pigs and Meatballs</title><summary type='text'>In January we went to a friends for a New Years party.  I helped make the meatballs for the dinner, sometime during the evening Master thought I should get fucked by the pig.  I discovered I am still lousy at pool but it is fun to play.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/3280191642984243166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=3280191642984243166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/3280191642984243166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/3280191642984243166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2010/01/pigs-and-meatballs.html' title='Pigs and Meatballs'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/S9eJ2CIHdaI/AAAAAAAAAJM/7NtynE9kET0/s72-c/j010210.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-1856887718920945981</id><published>2009-12-19T20:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T21:01:51.359-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Belly dancing</title><summary type='text'>We went to another groups party where they had an auction for services one of the services was a belly dancing class.  I enjoyed the instruction and am in the process of trying to find a regular class close to home.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/1856887718920945981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=1856887718920945981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/1856887718920945981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/1856887718920945981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2009/12/belly-dancing.html' title='Belly dancing'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/S9eIR8k_ovI/AAAAAAAAAI0/A0yZR5qTkuE/s72-c/j121909.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-5559455691556906407</id><published>2009-12-15T21:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T21:03:40.710-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Xmas 2009</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/5559455691556906407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=5559455691556906407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/5559455691556906407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/5559455691556906407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-xmas-2009.html' title='Merry Xmas 2009'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/S9eJURSlogI/AAAAAAAAAJE/1UMODJfek68/s72-c/j122709.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-5911074251931271384</id><published>2009-12-12T20:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T20:56:56.345-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinned</title><summary type='text'>In December we had our groups Christmas party this year we decided that we would keep track of the numbers for the swap gifts using clothes pins the pins were put on me and each person got to take a pin and put them back when they got their gift to swap.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/5911074251931271384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=5911074251931271384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/5911074251931271384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/5911074251931271384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2009/12/pinned.html' title='Pinned'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/S9eHryoyQYI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Ne6KVZsIJyE/s72-c/j121209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-4569606074740406671</id><published>2009-11-29T20:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T20:54:39.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The ancesters would have been appalled</title><summary type='text'>In November we went to Alaska to visit Master’s family for the Thanksgiving holiday. We tried to fit in some playtime in the evenings but the visit was to help out his parents. Dad had fallen and broken his hip/pelvis and mom is having memory issues. I bought a furry hat that I wore outside in the yard one night without anything else. Did I tell you it was cold!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/4569606074740406671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=4569606074740406671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/4569606074740406671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/4569606074740406671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2009/11/ancesters-would-have-been-appalled.html' title='The ancesters would have been appalled'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/S9eHPaiB4BI/AAAAAAAAAIk/lCqQKycfAIk/s72-c/j112609a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-2030100594771229330</id><published>2009-11-15T23:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T23:21:43.942-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Caught in the web</title><summary type='text'>Last night was our groups monthly play party.  The theme for this month was Thanksgiving.  I wore  a dress by Catherine Cote’.  I also made Hungarian Mushroom soup, I also brought with my bottle of amaretto.I was enjoying the socializing with everyone, was having a small glass of Amaretto downstairs in the play space chatting with the girls when Master slipped a pair of mitts on my hand.   He </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/2030100594771229330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=2030100594771229330' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/2030100594771229330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/2030100594771229330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2009/11/caught-in-web.html' title='Caught in the web'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/SxNISkGZxSI/AAAAAAAAAH8/IFafNrFWWYc/s72-c/IMG_1799.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-8420504888485747110</id><published>2009-11-11T23:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T23:09:50.259-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't help but pee</title><summary type='text'>Not much going on tonight, it’s a quiet evening we are waiting to chat with a friend online.  I have cooked Master a nice dinner.  The med play room is warming up I am unaware of exactly what Master is up to.  Our friend signs on and I am dressed in a medical Johnny and Master has a white lab coat on.  I hop up to the gyno table and am strapped in to it securely.  I see Master bring in the laptop</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/8420504888485747110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=8420504888485747110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/8420504888485747110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/8420504888485747110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2009/11/cant-help-but-pee.html' title='Can&apos;t help but pee'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/SxNFOIEltWI/AAAAAAAAAHs/_Kd9YNIkRw0/s72-c/IMG_1789.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-7451513431001046239</id><published>2009-10-31T00:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T21:19:00.225-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Br2009 Day 2</title><summary type='text'>Happy Halloween everyone, Our first full day here we had a full schedule for the day.  First class up is Catheterization and sounds.  I walk into the class and the first thing I see is Santa Claus, Really it was he was dressed in Red, he had a white beard.  OH and HO HO Santa got Catheterized and sounded,  There was something so bizarre about that in my mind but really fun.  We next watched a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/7451513431001046239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=7451513431001046239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/7451513431001046239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/7451513431001046239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2009/10/br2009-day-2.html' title='Br2009 Day 2'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/SvJm0XLZYOI/AAAAAAAAAHc/614cfbQK6gM/s72-c/IMG_1713.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-8672057227028212125</id><published>2009-10-30T00:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T00:40:55.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BR2009 Day 1</title><summary type='text'>We got up and headed out the rest of the way to Br2009.  I fell asleep off and on slept through NYC.  We finally got to the hotel it was about 5 pm.  I was excited, Master left me with a couple of the larger bags of luggage while he went to park the car.  I declined the bell boys help to carry my luggage down the stairs. I was being a tad bit stubborn.  I took a step towards the steps I go to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/8672057227028212125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=8672057227028212125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/8672057227028212125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/8672057227028212125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2009/10/br2009-day-1.html' title='BR2009 Day 1'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/SvJlYRTiIWI/AAAAAAAAAHU/FVHr8ynzXEk/s72-c/IMG_1696.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-631601701030127524</id><published>2009-10-29T00:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T00:37:24.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Heading to BR 2009</title><summary type='text'>Early in the week I got a pleasant surprise when I got into work, I had an email from my friend n, she and her Master and his wife invited us to share a room with them for Br2009.   I emailed Master the correspondence immediately knowing it was something we both had wanted to do.  It is Thursday night we are packed and ready for the drive to Washington DC.  I have never been to Washington, to say</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/631601701030127524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=631601701030127524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/631601701030127524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/631601701030127524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2009/10/heading-to-br-2009.html' title='Heading to BR 2009'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/SvJkjjCl_dI/AAAAAAAAAHM/dD4O3AL5olA/s72-c/IMG_1687.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-8575882007412571021</id><published>2009-10-14T22:25:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T22:35:54.188-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Taken  Out Chained</title><summary type='text'>I spent the day cleaning the kitchen or should I say putting contact paper around the sink.  At around 5:30 I decided to thaw out some lamb for dinner, Master then mentioned that I should make Lamb chops with a Javanese sauce we checked to see if we had all ingredients things seemed to be in order in that direction.  I started putting the kitchen back together only to decide that the dish drying </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/8575882007412571021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=8575882007412571021' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/8575882007412571021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/8575882007412571021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2009/10/taken-out-chained.html' title='Taken  Out Chained'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/StaKEUvMfTI/AAAAAAAAAHE/U7KixgrHdrc/s72-c/IMG_1588.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-315979038779576660</id><published>2009-10-09T22:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T22:23:31.374-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Subdued</title><summary type='text'>Master is home yeah, we watch CSI, when that is over Master asked me what I was up too, nothing I replied just hanging out. I found my self standing in the living room naked with Master slipping a gas mask on my head, a pair of headphones put over my ears.  Saran wrap was wrapped around me tens electrodes were hiding under the saran wrap a butt electrode inserted in its proper place and a vaginal</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/315979038779576660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=315979038779576660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/315979038779576660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/315979038779576660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2009/10/subdued.html' title='Subdued'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/StaHiKe3M3I/AAAAAAAAAG0/ycISm9wWNAo/s72-c/IMG_1530.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-4831641069938881033</id><published>2009-10-07T22:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T22:15:34.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Furry</title><summary type='text'>I get epilated once a week in general occasionally it is longer between, this week it was about 3 weeks so I was a wee bit furrier.   I had a couple of days off from work and had been cleaning out my closets and bureau.  I have way too many clothes.   Usually I am epilated on a Thursday evening but today he decided he needed me done then.  He commented I was getting way too furry.   I took deep </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/4831641069938881033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=4831641069938881033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/4831641069938881033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/4831641069938881033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2009/10/furry.html' title='Furry'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/StaFry3mJUI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ud1BCQy3o0g/s72-c/IMG_1512.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-8726521854344320982</id><published>2009-10-04T11:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T11:15:26.925-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Diaper Humilation</title><summary type='text'>Today I have spent most of the day in a diaper, I wore it as I made peach chutney, and as I put the roast in for dinner, I still have it on as I type.  I am finding it quite challenging as now I do need to pee but the thought of sitting in a wet diaper does not appeal to me, oh did I mention I have a chain snaked through my jeans and locked on with my slave june tag attached.   I finally wet </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/8726521854344320982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=8726521854344320982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/8726521854344320982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/8726521854344320982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2009/10/diaper-humilation.html' title='Diaper Humilation'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/Ssi7_YM2mwI/AAAAAAAAAGM/BSLetsqbw6Y/s72-c/IMG_1439.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-2743126221676099806</id><published>2009-09-23T11:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T11:12:26.729-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking a Leek</title><summary type='text'>I have been trying to make a point of cooking us fairly decent meals which always means we have a vegetable along with a starch and a meat or fish, now last night Master brought home a leek and some Halibut, now I was feeling pretty sick Yesterday and had stayed home from work.  I was truly not feeling up to cooking when Master got home and soup was what I had in mind for dinner, so we put the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/2743126221676099806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=2743126221676099806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/2743126221676099806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/2743126221676099806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2009/09/taking-leek.html' title='Taking a Leek'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/Ssi7U4XHjII/AAAAAAAAAGE/EyuTNGGkWxI/s72-c/IMG_1345.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-4352849581454529990</id><published>2009-09-12T11:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T11:11:14.065-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Party night</title><summary type='text'>Party night,  Master dressed me in a nice gold and black lace bustier and a petticoat style skirt.  We arrived to find most people already there.  Master set up the toys we brought and I chatted with some of the guests discussing the usual stuff food, outfits and who already had some rather nice marks.  Master had me go downstairs with him before I messed up my outfit he wanted to take some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/4352849581454529990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=4352849581454529990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/4352849581454529990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/4352849581454529990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2009/09/party-night.html' title='Party night'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/Ssi7A2lXS3I/AAAAAAAAAF8/YvgqnZABltw/s72-c/IMG_1217.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-4706560435347890386</id><published>2009-09-05T11:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T11:09:46.188-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Squeeky</title><summary type='text'>We went up to friends for a labor day weekend kinky party.  Master and I got a late start leaving to get up to the party but we did plan on spending the night so we had plenty of time to play.   When we got there the driveway area was packed with cars.  We were not there long when Master had me change to the outfit he had brought with us for me.  Master put my puppy paws on me, so I was in a bit </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/4706560435347890386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=4706560435347890386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/4706560435347890386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/4706560435347890386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2009/09/squeeky.html' title='Squeeky'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/Ssi6X5-s7zI/AAAAAAAAAFs/sIKCOFivAd4/s72-c/IMG_1057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-3535009300285560881</id><published>2009-09-04T11:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T20:38:59.911-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Goat milking stand</title><summary type='text'>Master says this needs an entry...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/3535009300285560881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=3535009300285560881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/3535009300285560881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/3535009300285560881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2009/09/goat-milking-stand.html' title='Goat milking stand'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/Ssk_9eoqH-I/AAAAAAAAAGc/NVCiq8tFiDg/s72-c/IMG_1053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-6239530616345555165</id><published>2009-08-08T21:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T21:57:49.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'>camping weekend</title><summary type='text'>Another summer event that we have gone to the last few years is Weekend In The Woods.  Hmm so far it has been an extremely busy summer.  I think we have had every single weekend booked.  We were up there before dark on Friday evening.  Master and I parked our camper behind G and n’s set it up nice and comfy got the heater going so that we would not be cold when we went to sleep.  There was a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/6239530616345555165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=6239530616345555165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/6239530616345555165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/6239530616345555165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2009/08/camping-weekend.html' title='camping weekend'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/SqHFglHYP-I/AAAAAAAAAFk/cGEfuhc4lqw/s72-c/IMG_0841.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-1068562722458723373</id><published>2009-07-25T21:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T21:51:21.504-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply shocking</title><summary type='text'>Dom days of domming is a yearly tradition that our group has, It is an event that is geared towards instruction on different types of play.  This year we had demo’s on cupping, fire play, knife play, and electric play.  Master had decided that we were doing the demo on electric play.  That meant him bringing out his arsenal of electric toys.  He started out with the lighter of the toys working </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/1068562722458723373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=1068562722458723373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/1068562722458723373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/1068562722458723373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2009/07/simply-shocking.html' title='Simply shocking'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/SqHD28qWLbI/AAAAAAAAAFU/mXzYmmEY_Yo/s72-c/DSC_0065_601.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-4474203432910642404</id><published>2009-07-18T21:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T21:29:35.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cream Pie</title><summary type='text'>We got up to Colebroke weekend a bit late last night a little past midnight, our intention was originally to get up there much earlier but our 170 year old house needed attention.  We chatted with a few of the people who were already up there but chose to head up to bed so that we would get up at a reasonable time this morning.  I woke up at around 10 AM, I came down to find that Master was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/4474203432910642404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=4474203432910642404' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/4474203432910642404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/4474203432910642404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2009/07/cream-pie.html' title='Cream Pie'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/SqG-uHn4TNI/AAAAAAAAAFM/mSc-hDKpSUw/s72-c/IMG_0457.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-6941664071671475659</id><published>2009-06-10T20:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T20:45:21.615-04:00</updated><title type='text'>repentent</title><summary type='text'>The infamous Ipod finally arrived after waiting for three weeks, I spent a day and trying to reformat it to make sure it worked and put some music on it so that I could test it, unfortunately transferring music from my Ipod to that Ipod did not work, so I ended up having to reformat it again, and put on a minimal of music so that it may be tested, I handed it over to Master so that he may decide </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/6941664071671475659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=6941664071671475659' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/6941664071671475659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/6941664071671475659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2009/06/repentent.html' title='repentent'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-488455072924790497</id><published>2009-06-08T20:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T20:42:18.510-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Master plays Doctor</title><summary type='text'>I have had continuous stomach issues for several months, and have to get a GED and a colonoscopy done, also had to do some umm samples that I was really not too thrilled about, but leave it to Master to make so much more interesting and humiliating.  We watched a somewhat bizarre movie called the Diary, and then Master had me go out to the car to get a bag of clothes he had left in the trunk.  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/488455072924790497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=488455072924790497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/488455072924790497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/488455072924790497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2009/06/master-plays-doctor.html' title='Master plays Doctor'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-4383475708609945185</id><published>2009-05-19T23:03:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T23:12:41.597-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a very bad girl....</title><summary type='text'>There is no excuse for my behavior yesterday. I knew I did not have the money or did I need another Ipod, but I very impulsively bid on one that was close to ending anyways. I unfortunately won. What I did next was even worse. As soon as I realized what I did, I tried to hide it, Don’t get me wrong I intended to tell Master but I was trying to figure out how to tell him. I knew I had seriously </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/4383475708609945185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=4383475708609945185' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/4383475708609945185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/4383475708609945185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2009/05/been-very-bad-girl.html' title='Been a very bad girl....'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/Sh4A_aLMNrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/2B4YtFG4amY/s72-c/j200900519a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-3778749661241610848</id><published>2009-05-09T23:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T23:22:10.252-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Time</title><summary type='text'>I was worn out party day. It would have been nice to have a sister slave to occupy Master tonight.  He has been chatting with one who he thinks might be good. Master did some simple bondage, then I crashed on the sofa.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/3778749661241610848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=3778749661241610848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/3778749661241610848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/3778749661241610848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2009/05/party-time.html' title='Party Time'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/Sh4CpGwogVI/AAAAAAAAAFE/nn7a7MPb0mI/s72-c/j200900509.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-5482681857524326997</id><published>2009-04-26T20:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T21:19:20.311-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sutured, and the Cunt still isn't tighter</title><summary type='text'>I woke up to an absolutely beautiful spring day, wait did I say spring, it felt much more like summer.  I put a sundress on knowing how much Master enjoys seeing me in dresses.  I came downstairs and the first thing Master did was steer me into the kitchen to show me the result of leaving my “grow a duckie” in the hot tub overnight.  It was quite gory my duckie exploded!!!!We rented a horror </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/5482681857524326997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=5482681857524326997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/5482681857524326997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/5482681857524326997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2009/04/sutured-and-cunt-still-isnt-tighter.html' title='Sutured, and the Cunt still isn&apos;t tighter'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/SfUHrhYa4BI/AAAAAAAAAD8/rRG1XSzhX8c/s72-c/j200900426a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-3714459542925746383</id><published>2009-04-11T20:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:12:37.089-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok, I don't always follow instructions</title><summary type='text'>The group party was the day before Easter and I was still feeling a bit under the weather because of my stomach problems.  Before the party there was a needle play class and a class on breath play so we were there around 2 pm.  I enjoyed both classes were very informative.  The needle class had some interesting ideas on some very intricate decorative needles.At dinner Master had instructed me to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/3714459542925746383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=3714459542925746383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/3714459542925746383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/3714459542925746383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok-i-dont-always-follow-instructions.html' title='Ok, I don&apos;t always follow instructions'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/SfUS4mouEqI/AAAAAAAAAEU/vC9baOOUKWM/s72-c/j200900411a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-2864914607276629447</id><published>2009-04-09T20:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:02:09.489-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just barely on all fours</title><summary type='text'>It was late, and Master was in the mood for some kind of rope tying we had just gotten out of the shower and I had put myself in my nightly position,  Master had some rope that he had dyed, I found my ankles tied to my thighs and I was basically left balancing myself on my knees which I found to be a bit complex because I am not in as good of shape as I really should be.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/2864914607276629447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=2864914607276629447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/2864914607276629447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/2864914607276629447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2009/04/all-four.html' title='Just barely on all fours'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/SfUSE0C8LSI/AAAAAAAAAEM/LEesAIHl06s/s72-c/j200900409.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-842281756468323662</id><published>2009-04-05T20:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T20:52:50.808-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tied for tv</title><summary type='text'>Master and I have gotten into watching House, it’s a show about this rather obnoxiously cranky doctor.  Sunday they have a marathon of house on and we were doing our usual hanging out enjoying each others company when Master decided I needed a challenge.  I was ordered to stand up and Master started tying me up from head to toe with some very pretty purple rope.  I thought he was going to make me</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/842281756468323662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=842281756468323662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/842281756468323662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/842281756468323662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2009/04/tied-for-tv.html' title='Tied for tv'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-8896341388477195695</id><published>2009-04-04T20:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T21:04:29.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply shocking</title><summary type='text'>April 3, 2009I spent the day doing some course work for a couple of classes I am doing and making sure I followed the instructions Master had left me on the counter when I woke up this morning, I was to water his plants using the water from the fish tank and then refill the tank using fresh water.  I was to get some exercise also, the note it’s self was addressed to CUNT,  I put the note away </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/8896341388477195695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=8896341388477195695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/8896341388477195695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/8896341388477195695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2009/04/simply-shocking.html' title='Simply shocking'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-5978699365877746631</id><published>2009-04-02T22:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:11:54.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Master's Day  Off</title><summary type='text'>Master and I had to get up early this morning to get him to a Doctor’s appointment.  Early for me is anytime before 9am,  we had to get up at 7am.  I am not a morning person.  We went to the docs Master went in for his procedure, I waited patiently in the waiting room.  When they finally brought me in to see him he was giving the poor nurse a hard time.  She was trying to tell him how he needed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/5978699365877746631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=5978699365877746631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/5978699365877746631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/5978699365877746631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2009/04/masters-day-off.html' title='Master&apos;s Day  Off'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/SdVvhJ2278I/AAAAAAAAADs/iaIk50ijMI0/s72-c/P4023331.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-5301706017574364856</id><published>2009-03-29T22:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:02:53.984-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One cold hottub</title><summary type='text'>I slept in this morning but knew we had to run to Manchester to see my youngest girl to figure out exactly how much too small her dress was.  We ended up driving her over to her older sister’s place where we met the parents of her partner.   It was a very rainy day and a bit on the cool side.  It seemed to be improving so I thought sometime in the hot tub would be nice.  Master took the cover off</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/5301706017574364856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=5301706017574364856' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/5301706017574364856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/5301706017574364856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-cold-hottub.html' title='One cold hottub'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-1997950715050507110</id><published>2009-03-29T22:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T23:04:02.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected play</title><summary type='text'>Master and I got up in the morning and did our usual Saturday morning routine that meant going to the dump and running errands.  However it was finally absolutely beautiful out.  We actually found a couple of yard sales.  I found a butter dish with a salt and pepper, creamer and sugar dish all for 5.00 I think that was a deal.  We went to Keene looked in a couple of different shops.  We stopped </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/1997950715050507110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=1997950715050507110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/1997950715050507110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/1997950715050507110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2009/03/unexpected-play.html' title='Unexpected play'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/SdLZfBPx13I/AAAAAAAAADU/bOHNeQLLKvM/s72-c/j20090329.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-8294642009688503413</id><published>2009-03-19T21:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T23:02:29.499-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Night</title><summary type='text'>Master had brought home a new school girl skirt for me and decided I would wear it for the evening.  He added a half cup bra to it and I was dressed for the evening.  We were looking forward to our regular Thursday night routine, watching some CSI but we were thwarted by basketball.  When we went up to bed Master decided that he wasn’t quite ready to put me to bed  First he had me lean forward on</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/8294642009688503413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=8294642009688503413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/8294642009688503413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/8294642009688503413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2009/03/late-night.html' title='Late Night'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/SdLYTySxr2I/AAAAAAAAADM/bZCuC77zwWs/s72-c/j20090319.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-4432446257801878783</id><published>2009-03-18T21:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:47:52.035-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Californication</title><summary type='text'>Master and I had spent a very pleasant evening over our friends apartment, we watched Californication. If you have not seen it you should it was quite funny.  I showed our friend the map on my stomach which seemed to amuse her.  We headed home so as not to get home too late.  Needless to say by the time Master finished his email and I loaded my new game it was very late but Master was not done.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/4432446257801878783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=4432446257801878783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/4432446257801878783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/4432446257801878783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2009/03/californication.html' title='Californication'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/SdLVztW-yCI/AAAAAAAAAC0/vZd89FQIjGo/s72-c/j20090318.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-1619037119783022984</id><published>2009-03-17T21:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:50:19.467-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Directionally challanged</title><summary type='text'>Master and I were discussing going to Ausable Chasm and I mentioned gee we can go to Long Island while we are there, well that started a long lecture and lesson on directions.  Master kept asking me which direction North, was or South I got totally frustrated.  I found myself cuffed to the bed and blindfolded, I could feel something tickling against my skin.  When Master untied me and allowed me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/1619037119783022984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=1619037119783022984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/1619037119783022984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/1619037119783022984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2009/03/directionally-challanged.html' title='Directionally challanged'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/SdLWS__7cII/AAAAAAAAAC8/Hi1Xgji9aQA/s72-c/j20090317.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-6473980044475612769</id><published>2009-03-03T22:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T22:56:50.994-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Red rope</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/6473980044475612769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=6473980044475612769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/6473980044475612769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/6473980044475612769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2009/03/red-rope.html' title='Red rope'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/SdLXCsy4BhI/AAAAAAAAADE/RWRlVB2awZU/s72-c/j20090303.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-5829535039032220015</id><published>2008-12-14T21:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T21:46:44.659-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Xmas partys ... how many strokes</title><summary type='text'>We also belong to a local group that we have parties with the parties are of a very social nature, lots of food and lots of chat and a lot more play.  At the Christmas party we have a Yankee swap, for some reason Master got it into his head that he was going to give me a paddle stroke for every present, but wait it wasn’t quite that simple,  yes there were 21 presents and that doesn’t sound too </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/5829535039032220015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=5829535039032220015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/5829535039032220015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/5829535039032220015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/12/xmas-partys-how-many-strokes.html' title='Xmas partys ... how many strokes'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/SbcX0huc19I/AAAAAAAAAAs/3vxG3Eo-UG8/s72-c/j20081214.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-1289763881866914664</id><published>2008-11-24T21:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T21:50:05.721-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mohave Desert</title><summary type='text'>It’s been so long since I have done my journal that I decided I am going to start it like it’s a brand new journal.  Who and what am I?  What makes me tick?If you were looking at my life from the outside, I would be your typical wife, mother, sister, daughter, and co-worker.  I enjoy going out and having a good time, having a drink, chatting with friends.   I don’t like conflict, or to see others</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/1289763881866914664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=1289763881866914664' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/1289763881866914664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/1289763881866914664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/11/mohave-desert.html' title='Mohave Desert'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/SbcYegJF2TI/AAAAAAAAAA0/3DFny6Vt2bo/s72-c/j20081024a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-5574152734790512378</id><published>2008-10-16T21:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T21:29:26.448-04:00</updated><title type='text'>new web site</title><summary type='text'>Our service provider is discontinuing web service, so we have had to move our web pages, as a result please rebookmark our home page if you go there and we apologize for any broken links. Most journal pictures will disappear until we can reenter corrected links. Its likely that older pics will be gone for some time</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/5574152734790512378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=5574152734790512378' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/5574152734790512378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/5574152734790512378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-web-site.html' title='new web site'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-2307356085372303761</id><published>2008-07-13T21:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T21:51:43.087-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cerious flowers again</title><summary type='text'>I don’t remember the exact date but one night when jillie was over we had a flower from our night blooming Cereus.  Master decided that he would tie us together so that we were back to back, well it started with a giggle and a little bit of being off balanced then, more giggles, then the two of us desperately were trying not to fall over.  I don’t think we succeeded very well.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/2307356085372303761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=2307356085372303761' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/2307356085372303761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/2307356085372303761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/07/cerious-flowers-again.html' title='Cerious flowers again'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/SbcZH74-7TI/AAAAAAAAABE/ecc-MTLtUUs/s72-c/j20080713.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-2706038928684624535</id><published>2008-07-12T21:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T21:09:48.764-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A weekend up north</title><summary type='text'>We went to Falcon’s on July 11-13, it was a small group of us, about 10-12.  We got up there rather late on Friday night so I headed off to bed shortly after we got there.  I decided for some silly reason that I wanted to sleep in the top bunk that was directly above a queen and Master and jillie slept on that.  I said silly because.  I should have realized that climbing up and down was going to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/2706038928684624535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=2706038928684624535' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/2706038928684624535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/2706038928684624535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/07/weekend-up-north.html' title='A weekend up north'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-8550602972759756582</id><published>2008-07-04T21:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T21:08:30.667-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hammond Castle</title><summary type='text'>Then the weekend of the 4th Master, jillie and I decided that we were going to check out Hammond Castle.   Hammond Castle was built by the person who did the Hammond organ, I love castles, I have a fantasy of going to England, Scotland and Ireland to see more of them.  I can imagine myself being a maiden living in a castle and having it taken over by the “enemy” and being held captive and made to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/8550602972759756582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=8550602972759756582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/8550602972759756582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/8550602972759756582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/07/hammond-castle.html' title='Hammond Castle'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-4732156152789502624</id><published>2008-06-21T21:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T21:54:33.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Operation</title><summary type='text'>Okay it’s been way way too long since I wrote in my journal.  I truly have had a lot of distractions.  Let’s see I will start with June being a very busy month for myself.  I had not been feeling well for quite some time and had been going back and forth to the doctors trying to figure out what was wrong with my stomach.  It was finally decided that it was definitely my gallbladder.  I had an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/4732156152789502624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=4732156152789502624' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/4732156152789502624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/4732156152789502624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/06/operation.html' title='Operation'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/SbcZyQBwNeI/AAAAAAAAABM/MIVkAXrGCGA/s72-c/j20080612.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-7413722346832261048</id><published>2008-05-19T23:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T23:26:20.359-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My turn</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I got up and went down for a cup of coffee, jillie joined me not too long after we discussed the previous days events and that I went to see if Master and sp were ready to get up since it was a good day to check out yard sales.  But a peek in the bedroom said they were otherwise occupied.  A bit later they came down and we headed out in search of some bargains.  When we got back we all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/7413722346832261048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=7413722346832261048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/7413722346832261048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/7413722346832261048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-turn.html' title='My turn'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-7041708744509764521</id><published>2008-05-18T22:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T23:11:48.405-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a sister's help and Party time</title><summary type='text'>It was our monthly group party last night. I spent the day with jillie cleaning the house for the party.  I had made the lasagna and picked her up the day before so that we may have a head start on getting it the house clean.  The house cleaning went smooth and efficiently with us two girls working side by side.  Master was at his middle daughters graduation.People started arriving around 6:00 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/7041708744509764521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=7041708744509764521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/7041708744509764521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/7041708744509764521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/05/sisters-help-and-party-time.html' title='a sister&apos;s help and Party time'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-2292463302612379288</id><published>2008-05-17T22:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T21:57:16.091-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Two tied together</title><summary type='text'>I ended up leaving work very early and chose to make the most of the day, I got some cooking done and picked up jillie, Master got  home around 6:30 and we went out to get a bite to eat we ended up at Brady’s due to Harlow’s being overflowing.  By the time we got home it was a bit on the late side, Master suggested that him and I take our showers and then had me lead jillie down to the living </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/2292463302612379288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=2292463302612379288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/2292463302612379288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/2292463302612379288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/05/two-tied-together.html' title='Two tied together'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/SbcaZXp0bkI/AAAAAAAAABU/Rxu_NrJluIA/s72-c/j20080517.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-5676669287547052609</id><published>2008-05-10T21:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T21:04:41.518-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No a Virgin Any More</title><summary type='text'>I don’t think I could claim to be a virgin where girls are concerned anymore.  I had another first this past weekend.  Master tied me down to the bed so that I found my face directly in front of j’s cunt well it was obvious what he was expecting of me as he gave me a couple of canes strikes till I complied with the obvious.  I was unsure, I was afraid, I had told Master previously I was not sure </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/5676669287547052609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=5676669287547052609' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/5676669287547052609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/5676669287547052609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/05/no-virgin-any-more.html' title='No a Virgin Any More'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-194336910546986877</id><published>2008-05-08T20:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T21:01:25.762-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beat Me, PPlleeaassee</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I was feeling a wee bit out of sorts, the last week with my emotions going up and down like a roller coaster finally left me feeling like my head was spinning around in circles and I desperately needed to be grounded somehow.  I needed to let out some heavy duty emotions that I had been fighting.  I finally told Master that I was feeling out of sorts and blue and when he asked me why, I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/194336910546986877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=194336910546986877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/194336910546986877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/194336910546986877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/05/beat-me-pplleeaassee.html' title='Beat Me, PPlleeaassee'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-4363046371068821954</id><published>2008-04-27T21:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T21:59:54.907-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Man in Me</title><summary type='text'>S went home and we decided to go check on jillie to make sure she was not out of the loop, yes she ended up home with us and I got to do something entirely new.I walked in the room while Master was playing with her and started stroking her a bit and playing with her a little when Master directed me on to the bed and tied us together so that he got us both hot and bothered then untied me and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/4363046371068821954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=4363046371068821954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/4363046371068821954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/4363046371068821954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/04/man-in-me.html' title='The Man in Me'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/SbcbBuaguLI/AAAAAAAAABk/-hkBbXz3D6U/s72-c/j20080427.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-1069292434145865498</id><published>2008-04-26T21:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T21:15:59.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yard Saling</title><summary type='text'>We managed to find a nice dress for s to wear since her stuff got lost due to airport issues.   We decided it was the perfect day to do some yard sale shopping I found a few items for myself and s found some handbag kind of things.  Master also found a couple of items but I can’t remember for the life of me what they were, oh and I found two more pretty glasses, I have decided I have a glass </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/1069292434145865498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=1069292434145865498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/1069292434145865498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/1069292434145865498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/04/yard-saling.html' title='Yard Saling'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-1005812841659630815</id><published>2008-04-25T21:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T21:14:32.372-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaning Frenzy</title><summary type='text'>I took the day off because I had to take my youngest to a financial aid meeting at the college that she is going to attend in the fall.  After the meeting we dropped her off at her dads and we went to get some lunch.  I was not thrilled with having to leave Master and go home but he was adamant that I had to go home clean the house, vacuum, do laundry and exercise.  I got home sometime around 2:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/1005812841659630815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=1005812841659630815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/1005812841659630815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/1005812841659630815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/04/cleaning-frenzy.html' title='Cleaning Frenzy'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-3186698013394543418</id><published>2008-04-19T21:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T21:11:38.474-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner out</title><summary type='text'>We took our time waking up on Sunday and I was craving Mexican food which I had hoped we would have been able to get jillie and s down for.  Master decided we would take a ride over to Concord to see jillie and to get her away from all the commotion at her place.  We got to her place and got her to come to an antique store with us where I got the cutest set of glasses and we found the mint soap I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/3186698013394543418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=3186698013394543418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/3186698013394543418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/3186698013394543418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/04/dinner-out.html' title='Dinner out'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-6836832412303786007</id><published>2008-04-18T20:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T22:01:08.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexy Trees</title><summary type='text'>It was a gorgeous weather day, the sun was shining bright it was as nice a day as it could possibly be in April.  I was laying out in the sun mildly pouting because Master seemed busy doing other things and didn’t even seem to want to take advantage of his naked slave girl sunning herself.  I got up headed back towards the house figuring I may as well go do something else when he told me to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/6836832412303786007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=6836832412303786007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/6836832412303786007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/6836832412303786007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/04/sexy-trees.html' title='Sexy Trees'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/SbcbTQZI5QI/AAAAAAAAABs/yycHoEU8Akw/s72-c/j20080418.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-2973616876253264686</id><published>2008-04-12T21:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T21:25:33.855-04:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Peas in a Pod</title><summary type='text'>It was our monthly Darkstone party there were plans made for after the party for a and j to come home with us.  We got to the party I was feeling good and I had a cute little outfit on, I decided to show off on the stripper pole.  I could see that Master and others were quite amused with my showing off and I found myself doing moves that I didn’t know I could do, don’t ask me to repeat them not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/2973616876253264686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=2973616876253264686' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/2973616876253264686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/2973616876253264686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/04/4-peas-in-pod.html' title='4 Peas in a Pod'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-1594718695919559785</id><published>2008-04-05T21:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T22:04:14.374-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Flirts Birthday, Master and I drove up to her and Master B’s place after getting some of our errands done for the day.  Master was a little disappointed.We were planning in kidnapping j for the trip, but unexpected family issues kept her home. I was happy to be going out since I have been feeling somewhat nudgie.  When we got up there we saw the usual crowd along with a couple of people I didn’t </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/1594718695919559785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=1594718695919559785' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/1594718695919559785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/1594718695919559785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/04/flirts-birthday-master-and-i-drove-up.html' title=''/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/SbccDVT7EYI/AAAAAAAAAB8/yuHvaj5No5c/s72-c/j20080405a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-6419843234389649993</id><published>2008-04-04T21:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T21:17:46.745-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Those Chinese drinks</title><summary type='text'>It was a long day today at work but being Friday I got out at my customary 4:30.  I decided I was going to cook ribs for dinner, I was bad and neglected to look up anything to find out how long they would actually take to cook.   Master got home I figured we would eat about 7:30, they were not done at that point so out to Chinese food we went.  We orderd light on the food, but got a volcano.  It </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/6419843234389649993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=6419843234389649993' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/6419843234389649993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/6419843234389649993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/04/those-chinese-drinks.html' title='Those Chinese drinks'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-1316737902680191430</id><published>2008-03-22T23:25:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T22:07:08.111-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gas Mask</title><summary type='text'>March 22, 2008Master and I have spent the last couple of weeks fighting the flu/cold, we were both feeling much better than we had been feeling last night and though I had a nagging headache I still wanted to play but thought it would probably aggravate it.  Master however had other plans for the evening first a movie for the night some weird freaky movie called Southland it was very much a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/1316737902680191430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=1316737902680191430' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/1316737902680191430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/1316737902680191430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/03/march-22-2008-master-and-i-have-spent.html' title='Gas Mask'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/Sbcce9ts8-I/AAAAAAAAACE/Q9mcGhKTc2A/s72-c/j20080322.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-7516827947016447366</id><published>2008-03-09T18:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T18:25:41.299-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Enjoying Girls</title><summary type='text'>We had an awesome set of classes this past weekend on Ecstatic Caning, Master will put the link to the handouts in the journal here. I did my usual cleaning for a party and was feeling pretty good and excited about the classes and just having everybody over.I was busy socializing and j was helping me out, I then went and watched her and Master play, but chose to get involved with the play when </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/7516827947016447366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=7516827947016447366' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/7516827947016447366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/7516827947016447366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/03/enjoying-girls.html' title='Enjoying Girls'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-5919309673470344918</id><published>2008-03-08T18:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T18:20:56.234-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dressed to go out</title><summary type='text'>Friday night my daughter had an art opening and it was decided that we would meet Master there, I decided to surprise him and dress snazzy.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/5919309673470344918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=5919309673470344918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/5919309673470344918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/5919309673470344918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/03/dressed-to-go-out.html' title='Dressed to go out'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-3337866209316992134</id><published>2008-02-23T21:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T23:19:21.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavy Play</title><summary type='text'>MorningA slow leisurely waking up,  Master got up a bit ahead of me as usual.  I start to get up When Master comes back into the room.  He instructs me to lay back down.  “I need to pee” I tell him, “So” he says.  I lay back down as he instructed me and then I see it, The enema bag but first Master gives me some paddles with a paddle then he inserts the nozzle and takes his time filling it in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/3337866209316992134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=3337866209316992134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/3337866209316992134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/3337866209316992134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/02/heavy-play.html' title='Heavy Play'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/SdLdKdUdGUI/AAAAAAAAADk/CfZcQKst-go/s72-c/j20080223a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-8195647108416708220</id><published>2008-02-22T21:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T21:19:14.644-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pin cushion</title><summary type='text'>It was a bit of a rough day at work and I emailed Master saying I needed a good something because everybody seemed to be biting each other’s heads off.  I think it was the weather anyways.  Master emailed back to turn the heat on in the dungeon.I got home went straight to the dungeon and turned on the heat.  I then went and said hi to the myriad of teens hanging out at the house.  By the time </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/8195647108416708220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=8195647108416708220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/8195647108416708220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/8195647108416708220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/02/pin-cushion.html' title='Pin cushion'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-7155339500932896268</id><published>2008-02-14T11:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T11:20:29.681-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines</title><summary type='text'>Happy Valentines day,  I got up went to work, I had to find something in my purse and there in my purse was the most adorable little red stuffed animal with some little candies in a heart box, it was so sweet and I thought it was so romantic to find that in my purse.  I made the fish for dinner finally, but we decided we were saving V-day for the weekend.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/7155339500932896268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=7155339500932896268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/7155339500932896268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/7155339500932896268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/02/valentines.html' title='Valentines'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-1529767967656824723</id><published>2008-02-13T11:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T11:19:52.939-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lights Out</title><summary type='text'>It was a messy weather day, raining, ice, snow, sleet, When I walked out to my car in the morning I told Master it was smooshy smooshy.  Master spent all morning plowing the drive way and was getting ready to leave for work when he discovered the power was out, then had trouble getting the generator running properly, it’s a good thing he got it going we started having water pouring into the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/1529767967656824723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=1529767967656824723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/1529767967656824723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/1529767967656824723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/02/lights-out.html' title='Lights Out'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-5649875301702284091</id><published>2008-02-09T23:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T22:08:31.758-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Party to Myself</title><summary type='text'>We went to the party, I was a bit nervous about the weather it was snowing and a bit of a slippery drive.  We got there in time to help with setting up and I made the gravy for the turkey.  Master and I enjoyed chatting with everyone as they showed up.  I finally indicated to Master that I really wanted to play. (but was not in the mood for particularly heavy).  Master I guess decided he was in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/5649875301702284091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=5649875301702284091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/5649875301702284091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/5649875301702284091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/02/party-to-myself.html' title='A Party to Myself'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/SbcdC9wIbZI/AAAAAAAAACU/SSL40pmFTvo/s72-c/j20080209.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-355357727326058239</id><published>2008-02-08T23:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T22:10:07.355-04:00</updated><title type='text'>All Wet</title><summary type='text'>We decided that the weather was good enough for us to run the toys over to P &amp; n’s for the party tomorrow night, I was instructed to dress properly since we were going to go out and get some dinner afterwards, since it was cold I wore my leopard print bodysuit underneath my velour dress that had the leopard print looking collar and sleeves.  After we got home I had to pee desperately but Master </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/355357727326058239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=355357727326058239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/355357727326058239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/355357727326058239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/02/all-wet.html' title='All Wet'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/SbcdW6kwYSI/AAAAAAAAACc/0CVnGoXOObk/s72-c/j20080208.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-2819534231654547506</id><published>2008-02-04T23:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T23:16:07.491-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ouch, a new toy</title><summary type='text'>Master and I have been playing a bit more often these days, at times when I totally don’t expect to play,  This evening was one of those times Master had me lay flat on my back with my legs spread open and started to paddle my pussy I started to try to put my legs together and Master reached on his bureau and magically had in his hand the cattle prod.  I looked at him and said Please don’t use </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/2819534231654547506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=2819534231654547506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/2819534231654547506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/2819534231654547506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/02/ouch-new-toy.html' title='ouch, a new toy'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-1506061300334213383</id><published>2008-01-28T21:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T21:43:23.684-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><summary type='text'>As of Friday January 18’th Master is no longer n’s Master, for reasons of her own she has chosen to remove her collar.  This has made Master sad and confused, things have seemed to be going well with all three of us and this took Master by total surprise.  I personally have very mixed feelings yes it is nice being the only slave girl once again but I am also sad because I felt that n and I were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/1506061300334213383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=1506061300334213383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/1506061300334213383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/1506061300334213383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/01/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-8101583258227740616</id><published>2008-01-26T21:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T21:40:50.161-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feel the Burn</title><summary type='text'>Master and I spent the day running errands, working on the house.  We went downtown and ate at our favorite place Twelve Pines for lunch then wandered over to Sharon Arts to look at the art show that my daughter had a piece of her art in.  We headed back home and did some stuff around the house, not sure how we ended up with a rather quiet evening.  Master and I watched Molier I found it somewhat</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/8101583258227740616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=8101583258227740616' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/8101583258227740616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/8101583258227740616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/01/feel-burn.html' title='Feel the Burn'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-8885482588581954130</id><published>2008-01-25T21:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T21:37:38.005-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mouth of babes</title><summary type='text'>I got home at my typical Friday time, it was social night.  I was sitting debating whether I should get dressed before Master got home or to wait.  Master called and told me since we were running on a good schedule to wait and he would dress me.  Upon over hearing me say to him “I love it when you dress me”.  My daughter’s boyfriend looked at her and said will you dress me, you can dress me in a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/8885482588581954130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=8885482588581954130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/8885482588581954130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/8885482588581954130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/01/mouth-of-babes.html' title='Mouth of babes'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-2055524799934880014</id><published>2008-01-20T22:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T22:13:03.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Time</title><summary type='text'>We had our group’s monthly party here at our place, I spent the day cleaning and vacuuming so that the house was presentable.  I am sure I missed many spots; honestly cleaning is not my forte.  I made a ham for dinner it did come out really well.  I managed by some small miracle to be dressed before everyone got there.  I had on my red leather dress that Master bought me at the flea last weekend.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/2055524799934880014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=2055524799934880014' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/2055524799934880014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/2055524799934880014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/01/party-time.html' title='Party Time'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-2446606213486920069</id><published>2008-01-14T22:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T22:12:24.822-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Flea</title><summary type='text'>I woke up to Master climbing into bed with me and snuggling with me allowing me to continue sleeping while he laid with me.  We discussed what we wanted to do during the flea and the things we wanted to see.  I was still adamant about seeing if we could find a good violet wand for a decent price.  Master dressed me in this cute French maid style costume…We got to the flea and darn if we weren’t </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/2446606213486920069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=2446606213486920069' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/2446606213486920069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/2446606213486920069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/01/flea.html' title='The Flea'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j7X99x1i9-4/Sbcd0enl1bI/AAAAAAAAACk/C1_BiOGergg/s72-c/j20080114a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-6732668779478394743</id><published>2008-01-13T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T22:11:44.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Off to the Flea</title><summary type='text'>Master and I went to the Fetish flea in Rhode Island this past weekend something I have been looking forward to.  Master and I drove down early Friday evening and checked in.  We ran into several friends in a near by hotel and we all decided that we would have dinner together.  I thought the bay scallops were very good but the soup was way too salty.  Master and I then went and checked out the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/6732668779478394743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=6732668779478394743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/6732668779478394743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/6732668779478394743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/01/off-to-flea.html' title='Off to the Flea'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-2513333253070330994</id><published>2008-01-01T22:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T22:54:49.725-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years Recap</title><summary type='text'>What can I say about the year 2007, what are the feelings that thinking about the past year evoke in me?  Overwhelmed, tired, confused, happy, exhilarated, sad, proud, and a hope that the coming year goes by just a tad bit slower.  I felt like the year flew by.  I felt like time was not my own, I felt for the very first time that age was catching up to me.  I watched changes happening in my life </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/2513333253070330994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=2513333253070330994' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/2513333253070330994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/2513333253070330994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-years-recap.html' title='New Years Recap'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-3181701214338180125</id><published>2007-12-25T15:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T15:55:53.271-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Xmas</title><summary type='text'>alt=""&gt;june is well, obviously far behind in her posts. She will fill in back entries shortly</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/3181701214338180125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=3181701214338180125' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/3181701214338180125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/3181701214338180125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-xmas.html' title='Merry Xmas'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-1927974875483124560</id><published>2007-09-30T22:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T22:27:12.445-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Challanged</title><summary type='text'>I woke to Master playing with me and cuddling me, I found myself on my knees and blindfolded.  As Master slipped something up my back side.  I had been telling Master I needed an enema, I guess he decided I needed one.   I kept thinking to myself but I don’t have to go.  I was thinking he had put a laxative up there.  I was wrong, I should have known it would be the old Marshmallows again.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/1927974875483124560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=1927974875483124560' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/1927974875483124560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/1927974875483124560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2007/09/challanged.html' title='Challanged'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-3464186710740581684</id><published>2007-09-29T22:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T22:22:24.620-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kill Bill</title><summary type='text'>I awoke to Master snuggling with me, and playing with me.  I enjoyed our play Master said he had to go get the dump stuff ready and left me to snooze for a bit more chained to the bed.  I figured it would be a half hour tops, it was about an hour so I was laying there wide awake when Master came in the room.  I got up and started to get dressed but Master stopped me and handed me a diaper/depends</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/3464186710740581684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=3464186710740581684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/3464186710740581684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/3464186710740581684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2007/09/kill-bill.html' title='Kill Bill'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-5683982817445280903</id><published>2007-09-28T22:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T22:19:12.427-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bar closed, legs open</title><summary type='text'>It was social night, I got home a little before Master and waited for him to get home for him to decide what my outfit for the night was going to be.  Master picked out appropriate clothes for me for the evening, we were going to have the social at a new place so I was dressing a bit on the safe side.  Master and I got to where the social was supposed to be only to find Dave and a newbie talking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/5683982817445280903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=5683982817445280903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/5683982817445280903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/5683982817445280903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2007/09/bar-closed.html' title='Bar closed, legs open'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-4769513457486844240</id><published>2007-09-22T22:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T22:20:23.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Country time</title><summary type='text'>Toby Keith is one of my favorite country artists, I found out a few months ago that my mother had never been to any concert.  I also found out that she liked country and one of the artists that she liked is Toby.  With that in mind I went to see when he was playing in our neck of the woods again.  I saw that it was within days of her birthday.  Hey mom wanna go see Toby with C and I for your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/4769513457486844240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=4769513457486844240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/4769513457486844240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/4769513457486844240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2007/10/country-time.html' title='Country time'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-7219388483979019843</id><published>2007-09-20T21:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T21:58:48.814-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"tatood"</title><summary type='text'>The weekend has started and it is just Master and I home this evening, I decided to make Duck breast in a mango chutney sauce, with wild rice and a vegetable.  I should have called Master and asked him to bring a vegetable home that he would like.  But unbeknownst to me Master was having issues at work, he had planned to surprise me and be home on the early side, but managed to misplace his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/7219388483979019843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=7219388483979019843' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/7219388483979019843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/7219388483979019843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2007/09/tatood.html' title='&quot;tatood&quot;'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-1191249891643006212</id><published>2007-09-19T22:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T22:11:27.651-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Long overdue</title><summary type='text'>Okay all my blog isn’t over we just have not had anything of great interest going on around here, unless you count politics.  Labor day weekend we went to a friends who was having basically a barn raising party, it was n’s birthday so I tried to let her have as much time as possible with Master.  I did get to go to Montreal for a luggage run with my friend flirt.  I found a copy of Justine in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/1191249891643006212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=1191249891643006212' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/1191249891643006212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/1191249891643006212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2007/09/long-overdue.html' title='Long overdue'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-6475809349560356520</id><published>2007-08-21T22:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T22:11:26.607-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Reader Writes...</title><summary type='text'>a reader writes, “You write about some wonderfully exciting things but I wish you wrote emotion about what is happening to you, what you are feeling at the time things take place. Sometimes your events are more of a laundry list of things you, Master and n did. Are you ever jealous of n? When my Master played with another i had a difficult time with it. I was obedient and compliant and liked that</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/6475809349560356520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=6475809349560356520' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/6475809349560356520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/6475809349560356520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2007/08/reader-writes.html' title='A Reader Writes...'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-7078874788566091177</id><published>2007-08-17T21:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T21:11:55.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nettles</title><summary type='text'>August 17, 2007Master’s movie choice last night was something called Renaissance it was an animation style movie shot black and white and somewhat dark.  It is kind of hard to describe.  It was getting late when the movie was done and we were heading off to bed, I figured it was a straight shot to bed since I had to get up early for work this morning.  We went up to our room, Master had me try on</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/7078874788566091177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=7078874788566091177' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/7078874788566091177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/7078874788566091177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2007/08/nettles.html' title='Nettles'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-2482479985954206605</id><published>2007-08-16T21:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T21:13:07.178-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Slave treatment</title><summary type='text'>August 16, 2007Last night we watched 300, I was not entirely sure it was a movie for this slave girl to watch.  I don’t generally care for a lot of blood and gore in my movies.  I found it not as bad as I thought it would be, but even so there wore points that I found I had to close my eyes.  After the movie we headed up to bed, we took a shower and Master decided I needed a bit of a reminder of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/2482479985954206605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=2482479985954206605' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/2482479985954206605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/2482479985954206605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2007/08/slave-treatment.html' title='Slave treatment'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-5328316154663172691</id><published>2007-08-13T22:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T23:02:38.848-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Delinquent posts</title><summary type='text'>I received an email this evening that voiced concern about my recent lack of journal entries.  There have been several causes of this one being that when I tend to put off doing my journal for more than a few days the details become very fuzzy for me and I find the entries that I am putting out are short and abbreviated.  We have been exceptionally busy this summer, I don’t believe we have been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/5328316154663172691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=5328316154663172691' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/5328316154663172691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/5328316154663172691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2007/08/delinquent-posts.html' title='Delinquent posts'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-5021698516074521814</id><published>2007-08-12T23:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T23:14:14.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Barnyard</title><summary type='text'>I woke up fairly early and wore this rather tiny pink dress that did not leave much to the imagination.  I headed out to get some breakfast, took a quick look around to see if Master was about and found that he was nowhere to be found, got my breakfast and was watching for him to appear when I saw him go by the tent, I got up to find him to ask for the schedule of the day only to find he had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/5021698516074521814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=5021698516074521814' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/5021698516074521814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/5021698516074521814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-woke-up-fairly-early-and-wore-this.html' title='Barnyard'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-3125333728962104042</id><published>2007-08-11T23:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T23:16:44.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I get warm</title><summary type='text'>I got up and found myself being invited to a nude beach about 45 minutes away.  Everyone seemed busy and Master gave his okay.  I also figured that while I was away Master would have time to play with n and I would have my time when I got back while it was still somewhat warm.  The beach although very pretty was very cold due to the fact that the weather had turned from nice to very cloudy and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/3125333728962104042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=3125333728962104042' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/3125333728962104042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/3125333728962104042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2007/08/can-i-get-warm.html' title='Can I get warm'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-3012875357614417219</id><published>2007-08-10T23:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T23:17:56.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WITW begins</title><summary type='text'>The last few years our group has co-hosted with another group this event.  This year we got up to the event on the early side, managed to put up our tent before dark.  It was a bit too chilly to play so I sat in the cage for a bit and watched Master play with n, at some point during this Flirt came over and decided I needed a bit of warming up and quietly went over to Master to ask his permission</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/3012875357614417219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=3012875357614417219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/3012875357614417219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/3012875357614417219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2007/08/witw-begins.html' title='WITW begins'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-3296710748222637476</id><published>2007-07-22T23:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T23:46:08.958-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Painted Lady</title><summary type='text'>On Sunday I was enjoying the rays of the sun when Master came and had me stand so he could blindfold me and then attach my arms to the top of the swing set, I felt him rub me down with oil, hmm this feels nice I thought to myself, while at the same time saying okay this means he is not going to do needle play.  Then he started applying something to my skin which I thought smelled really really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/3296710748222637476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=3296710748222637476' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/3296710748222637476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/3296710748222637476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2007/07/painted-lady.html' title='Painted Lady'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-3522057038992775635</id><published>2007-07-21T23:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T23:42:29.914-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying with Falcons</title><summary type='text'>Saturday a few of us decided to go check out the town and the waterfall, I have a major thing about waterfalls absolutely love them.  Us girls all had fun in the second hand shop trying on different things and we all ended up buying a few items, and of course we could not neglect the yard sales that we drove by.Later in the evening Master decided to experiment with a little bit of suspension play</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/3522057038992775635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=3522057038992775635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/3522057038992775635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/3522057038992775635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2007/08/flying-with-falcons.html' title='Flying with Falcons'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-6214502471715516434</id><published>2007-07-14T23:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T23:48:52.310-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Paedra's opening</title><summary type='text'>We went to our friend Paedra's Gallery opening in Vermont</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/6214502471715516434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=6214502471715516434' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/6214502471715516434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/6214502471715516434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2007/08/paedras-opening.html' title='Paedra&apos;s opening'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23034402.post-3517676425599925716</id><published>2007-07-05T22:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T22:15:54.738-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Behave Your Self</title><summary type='text'>It’s 4th of July week, I have half the week off.  It’s a much needed break from work, and we are going to go off for a couple of days and get some much needed away time just enjoying each other’s company.  Friday night we are going to see a play called Behave Yourself. Then Saturday  we are suppose to stop over at a friends for a small get together but I am not entirely sure that we will end up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/feeds/3517676425599925716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23034402&amp;postID=3517676425599925716' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/3517676425599925716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23034402/posts/default/3517676425599925716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dragonssas.blogspot.com/2007/07/behave-your-self.html' title='Behave Your Self'/><author><name>dragonssas</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://members.aol.com/Domdra9on/jeanie.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
