Isolated BDSM Blurts: Facehugger Fetish

So if anyone enjoys humiliation, you should probably borrow my cat.
I let her out around lunch time, because she wanted to and it was reasonably nice if a little windy outside.
I expected her to want to be let in pretty soon, so I did check a few times if she wanted to come inside, but no cat in sight.
After dinner, I heard her yell outside the door and boy, did she describe all the ways I am a waste of space, in brilliant, technicolor detail😳.

And no, you do not need to speak cat to understand, because she communicates excruciatingly well and I think she has at least as much Italian heritage as I, because she does that shaking her head while grumbling half to herself while walking away thing and the only reason she isn’t also waving her hands, is that they are technically her front legs and she needs them to walk.
 
So if anyone enjoys humiliation, you should probably borrow my cat.
I let her out around lunch time, because she wanted to and it was reasonably nice if a little windy outside.
I expected her to want to be let in pretty soon, so I did check a few times if she wanted to come inside, but no cat in sight.
After dinner, I heard her yell outside the door and boy, did she describe all the ways I am a waste of space, in brilliant, technicolor detail😳.

And no, you do not need to speak cat to understand, because she communicates excruciatingly well and I think she has at least as much Italian heritage as I, because she does that shaking her head while grumbling half to herself while walking away thing and the only reason she isn’t also waving her hands, is that they are technically her front legs and she needs them to walk.
How dare you offend your Feline Overlord!!!!
 
So, today I passed all exams and tests for the International Certificate for Operators of Pleasure Craft. I know now how to use 10 knots without BDSM context, too.
Congrats! Let me know if you ever decide operate your pleasure craft into my neck of the woods! 😁
So if anyone enjoys humiliation, you should probably borrow my cat.
I let her out around lunch time, because she wanted to and it was reasonably nice if a little windy outside.
I expected her to want to be let in pretty soon, so I did check a few times if she wanted to come inside, but no cat in sight.
After dinner, I heard her yell outside the door and boy, did she describe all the ways I am a waste of space, in brilliant, technicolor detail😳.

And no, you do not need to speak cat to understand, because she communicates excruciatingly well and I think she has at least as much Italian heritage as I, because she does that shaking her head while grumbling half to herself while walking away thing and the only reason she isn’t also waving her hands, is that they are technically her front legs and she needs them to walk.
She’s so excellent. I hope one day I might even catch a glimpse of her. It’s on my bucket list now!
 
Congrats! Let me know if you ever decide operate your pleasure craft into my neck of the woods! 😁

She’s so excellent. I hope one day I might even catch a glimpse of her. It’s on my bucket list now!
Be careful what you wish for. Suddenly you will feel observed and there are eyes staring out of the laundry basket. 😁
 
How dare you offend your Feline Overlord!!!!
Well, the thing is that I am trying to establish some kind of terror balance or mexican standoff with the feline overlord, where I get to have the door closed when it is less than 20°C out and where she comes when I call at night, while I let her out when she wants to and in when she yells.

I guess being told off when she thinks I’m to slow or hard of hearing, is a cross I shall have to bear.
(Yes, I’m a bit stubborn.)
 
Well, the thing is that I am trying to establish some kind of terror balance or mexican standoff with the feline overlord, where I get to have the door closed when it is less than 20°C out and where she comes when I call at night, while I let her out when she wants to and in when she yells.

I guess being told off when she thinks I’m to slow or hard of hearing, is a cross I shall have to bear.
(Yes, I’m a bit stubborn.)
You really need tried just accept the your place in the relationship!
 
Anybody wanna chat for a couple of hours? ☺️

Edit: I’m not a sexy chatter, note please.
 
Lying is what I do best, yes. Lying in bed is my specialty.

Wait, what? If not sucking cock is your best, I would have to get you into shape first. *sigh* always work...no rest for the wicked.
 
Wait, what? If not sucking cock is your best, I would have to get you into shape first. *sigh* always work...no rest for the wicked.
Lying in bed is often a good starting off point when trying to get rest.
 
I’d like to put in a request for an easier life.

On the other hand, the smell of lilacs after the rain does help a bit.
 
I’d like to put in a request for an easier life.

On the other hand, the smell of lilacs after the rain does help a bit.
I wish we could do a switcheroo for the weekend, at least. You wouldn’t like my work weeks, but I think my weekends could provide you some needed rest. I hope it gets easier for you soon. 🌷

I completely agree with the smell of lilacs being comforting, though. We’re still mostly in the bird cherry (hägg) stage here, but they smell pretty divine, too.
 
I wish we could do a switcheroo for the weekend, at least. You wouldn’t like my work weeks, but I think my weekends could provide you some needed rest. I hope it gets easier for you soon. 🌷

I completely agree with the smell of lilacs being comforting, though. We’re still mostly in the bird cherry (hägg) stage here, but they smell pretty divine, too.
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You need your weekends after those work weeks, but I would love to come to the ballet with you someday.

I don’t know what happened with spring this year. Everything just exploded early and at the same time here and now we have reloaded february, temperature wise.
I have principles, so there is no bringing the winter coat back once it is put away, so it’s a bit miserably cold at times.
We saw a girl selling strawberries by the road, wearing what was obviously her warmest winter coat and the furious grimace of someone who thought this job would come with the side bonus of a tan. 😂
 
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You need your weekends after those work weeks, but I would love to come to the ballet with you someday.

I don’t know what happened with spring this year. Everything just exploded early and at the same time here and now we have reloaded february, temperature wise.
I have principles, so there is no bringing the winter coat back once it is put away, so it’s a bit miserably cold at times.
We saw a girl selling strawberries by the road, wearing what was obviously her warmest winter coat and the furious grimace of someone who thought this job would come with the side bonus of a tan. 😂
Oof, February temperatures sound rough. Is it too cold for the cat to be outside? ☺️

I went for a little morning walk in the forest nearby to see if the lilies of the valley are blooming already, but no such luck. It’ll probably happen next week when I’m not here to see (and smell) it.

I’ve been tracking the weather for my trip and it looks like I’ll get my share of some rather cool, even if not quite February-ish, weather there, too. 😔

There should be at least a few warm days, too, with clear skies. I’m thinking of slight rerouting options, because no way I’m climbing up slippery hills if it’s raining. And there’s at least one hill I’d really, really love to climb.
 
I just walked out on the porch to feed Jack the cat and found him facing off with a bobcat that outweighed him about five to one. That's one life down. Eight more to go.
 
I just walked out on the porch to feed Jack the cat and found him facing off with a bobcat that outweighed him about five to one. That's one life down. Eight more to go.
Yikes! But at the same time I’m envious of you, I’d love to see a bobcat one day.

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I feel a great need to give a presentation on my vacation somewhere. I know nobody really cares, but I just can’t stop gushing about it. It’s been perfection (except for a bad pillow for one night) and I feel so relaxed. I think it’s the first time since my summer vacation last year that I’ve truly felt relaxed for a longer period. Ahh.
 
My neighbors are having a completely stupid fight, about movies of all things. I know, because their window is open and my window is open. The woman has started to cry now.

I mean, it’s good that the fight isn’t about something serious, but to yell and fight about movies so much that one of them cries? Yikes.

Witnessing things like this makes me feel extremely happy about my dull as dishwater relationship.
 
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