The Device of Obedience

In truth, the Device of Obedience, is not the item pictured.
The Device of Obedience is my dog training collar, modified to fit a much smaller dog. I find it effective at ranges up to a few hundred feet. If Pet is slow on his feet, then the intensity can be raised accordingly. He then moves faster. I do not use the Device of Obedience when he is on the scaffold, forty feet up, or when he is bringing me my freshly ground and brewed morning coffee. Twouldn't be right. If I hear any complaints, the intensity is turned up. More complaints, or a less than happy expression, causes the intensity to go up. Eventually complete obedience is achieved. I give this training tool ***** stars.


No harm or injury was suffered by my Pet in the performance of his duties :)

Who? Moi?

Whilst wandering about the web, and reading some hot blogs, I stumbled on a quiz..an erotic quiz. So, I took it, and behold...I am a TOP!

I took Sage Vivant's Erotic Personality Quiz and discovered I'm a Top!

What is your Erotic Personality? Find out now.


This picture, however, doesn't look a thing like me.

My Pet's Fantasy

My Pet found this photograph during his cruising activity, and was very impressed. However he does not like to publish other people's creations. I publish anything that strikes a cord. The situation depicted is a simple depiction of a FLR. It conveys the essence of FLR, in a loving way. I did take quite a few liberties with the original photograph, adding collar and cuffs, etc. I do enjoy the decorative trappings of our relationship ;)

THE PERFECT F.L.R.

The perfect sought after F.L.R. does not exist, except in fantasies.
We can from time to time experience periods of near perfection, but as in any relationship, there are highs and lows. We are mostly happy muddling along down the middle, hoping for an occasional high, and trying like hell to avoid the lows.
I hurt my Pet's feelings a day ago. I sometimes forget that while he presents himself as a manly-climb-on-the-roof-fix-all-the-problems-kinda guy.....To me he is vulnerable in a way he is not to any other. While he has devoted himself to my well being and care, I can't forget that his well being is in my hands as well. I have apologized to him personally, and now here as well.
You are precious to me my Pet. ...now get over it.

Make certain the bed is made to my specifications, & clean the bathtub. It has been several days since I was "pleasured"....See to it. You can start with a full body massage.

The Eyes Have It

I was asked recently, that had I a choice, do I choose sounds, smells or images. There was no question in my mind that I choose images. I am a visual artist. I enjoy music and adore the smell of fresh herbs; I am inspired by the images I see. This illustration is of my favorite subject performing household chores. I prefer for him to be in his natural state whenever possible; and that seems to be 98% of the time. He is an inspiration!

When She Was Good She Was Very Very Good...

There was a little girl
Who had a little curl
Right in the middle of her forehead
When she was good she was very very good
But when she was bad she was awful.

My parents have been visiting for the past few days, and I have been a very good girl. No matter that I have been married for decades; when my folks come to town I regress. Good advice is offered by friends and my Pet. Stand up for yourself. Don't get pushed into doing things you don't want to do. It's your house...yadda yadda yadda. So, daily, I end up hitting every thrift-store within driving distance, not standing up for myself, getting parental opinions about my home, my children, my pets, and then, eating way too much at All You Dare To Eat Buffets. And what of my Pet? I throw myself on a grenade and do not require that he accompany us on these jaunts. He gently awakens me in the pre-dawn with a kiss on my bottom. Brings me freshly ground, brewed coffee in bed, and tries not to add a straw to my burden. As I have so sweetly said on more than one occasion, when I am stressed to the breaking point, "I will go crazy and take you down with me". He can be so supportive when motivated by fear. Tonight I am expecting one of his special full body massages. I told him I wanted every square inch of my body massaged, and he answered, "there are no square inches on your body but I will do my best". He will.


p.s. yes, I love my parents.

An Ode to My Roof Pet

When all the leaks start getting me down
And soggy plaster is just too much to face
I climb way up to the top of the scaffold
And all my cement tiles fall into space
On the roof, it's peaceful as can be
And there the circling vultures don’t bother me
Let me tell you now

When I climb down feelin' tired and beat
I was up where the air is fresh and sweet (up on the roof)
I got away from the hustling brats
And all the sewer rats down near the street (up on the roof)
On the roof, the only place I know
Where I just have to climb to make it so
Please ...don’t make me go … (up on the roof)

At night the stars put on a show for free
And, darling, call 911, & share it all with me

I keep a-tellin' you

Right outside the upside of down
I've found some cracks & crap that's a troubled roof (up on this roof)
And if watchin me up here starts getting you down
Just put a rope around your waist and join me (up on the roof)
There's room enough for two, (or three or four extra firemen)
Up on the roof (up on the roof)
Up on the roo-oo-oof (up on the roof)
Oh, come on, baby (up on the roof)
Oh, come on, honey (up on the roof)

Please hep me git down offa this roof (offa this ro-oo-oof)
[Fade]
Everything is quite not right (here on the roof)
[Fading quavering cry, followed by loud thump]