Bloggin' With Bitchass

OK.... so maybe the worst ISN'T over.....

Yesterday, I posted an entry in this blog reporting on how I was feeling on my 11th day in the CB2000 that MsGrace lovingly let me wear for her. After publishing the post, I went about my workday, doing my job until I had a chance to go back and check for typos and other little cleanup chores. When I read it again, I started thinking that it might have been a mistake to publish it in the first place, and thought about deleting it, but decided that since I spent half my lunch hour writing it, I'd just let it stay.

The reason for having second thoughts about it was that on the second look, I started thinking that this might look as good as a challenge to Princess Grace, and if it did, I could be in big trouble, because Princess is not one to let a challenge to her go unanswered. The post wasn't intended to be a challenge, just a report on how I was feeling, but I know a little about my Mistress, and this post was likely to put that evil gleam in her eye that she gets when she sees an opportunity to tease a caged pet.

So I let it stay, and went about my business. Yesterday just felt like a "normal day", whatever that is. No strong urges to feel, and didn't find myself with my hand on the cage every few minutes like I did on Saturday. I am still not having any fit issues, and I really wasn't aware that I had it on for most of the day. That lasted all the way up until last night, when I saw Princess in the chatroom and went in to join in the fun.

Princess was in a great mood, which always makes being in the chatroom with her a blast! She was having no trouble handling all the chatters at once, which never ceases to amaze me, even though I've seen her do it countless times. People were coming in who I didn't even recognize, and they'd ask Princess if she remembered them. Princess remembers everybody, as well as their interests and even what they did on some long ago call. Awesome! The conversation in the room was going so fast that I was starting to have a hard time following it all, but Princess was handling it all like it was a walk in the park. My pal billybear made an appearance but didn't stay too long. (He must've spoken with Princess and was squeamish about what was about to happen to me.) Everyone was getting MsGrace's attention, and that brings me back to the topic for this post.

Once Princess warmed up, she started working me over with comments here and there about how I was doing in the cage, and if I felt the need to stroke things for her. It wasn't too very long before she made it clear to me that she had read yesterday's post, and that maybe I had been a little premature in my statement about the worst being over. And my use of the term "worst" does not mean that the feelings I have when I'm needywanty are "bad" in any way, on the contrary, it's just that they can be very intense and hard to deal with when you have other things to do in the Realworld. Princess was teasing everyone in a way that was most effective for them, drawing stuff from that awesome database in her head. At one point, she was telling one of her pets about what she was going to be doing to him in their upcoming call, and at the same time poked me really good too.

Msgrace: I want you to have plenty of lube
MsGrace: I like to hear it really squishy
MsGrace: jemmie, you remember how that used to sound, don't you?
MsGrace: before you were all locked up...
MsGrace: LMAO

Oh yeah.... got me good, Princess...

Her pet expressed a little sympathy for me, but was quickly reassured by Princess...

MsGrace: awwww... don't worry about jemmie
MsGrace: she is doing fine
MsGrace: her own words
MsGrace: LMAOOOO

OUCH! Yep... she read todays post alright....

jem: hmmm... I think I'm gonna go edit my blog...
MsGrace: awwww... way too late for that now....

On and on it went. Princess letting me know that the worst is over only when SHE wants it to be over. Miss Tara made her way into the room and played for awhile, but she took it very easy on me and didn't spank me even once! OK, there may have been a few threats of it, but she must've been feeling sorry for me or something. By the time I had to leave the room to go to bed, I was back to rubbing over the cage every few minutes. The want was just as bad and maybe even worse than it was on Saturday. My advice, don't EVER write anything, say anything, or do anything that might look even remotely like a challenge to Princess Grace's teasing skills. There's only one outcome from that. You will LOSE!

So here I am at work, and as I write this I keep finding that my hand is on my crotch, unconsciously rubbing the the cage. I realize it take my hand away, but it just keeps finding it's way back. So, Princess has shown me again, that the worst is not over, it may have only just begun.

But the feeling of giving this part of me over to her is oh so satisfying for me, and I'm willing to have her take this wherever she eventually wants to go with it, as long as she is getting something out of it too. I hope that this doesn't become just another chore for her. I wuvs her and want her to have all the fun she can with this.

Well, that's it for today. Stay tuned for any updates! I may do a phone call tonight, and we'll see where that goes.

Princess..... as always, I'm still thrilled to be yours and love having you for my keyholder!

litle bitchass