Bloggin' With Bitchass

Let The Torture Begin!

Today started out normally, with things going well until I got out of bed, and then rapidly going downhill after that, which is how my days usually go. I had taken the day off work so I could run some errands that had been piling up, one of which was to renew my Drivers License. As my luck would have it, this time it required me to go to the local DPS to renew in person. I was about to leave the house and then had a panic attack when I started to wonder if there were metal detectors in the DPS offices.

As you know, Princess has me locked up (Day 46), and She doesn't have me using the plastic lock... this is the brass lock that does not play well with metal detectors. I decided to just go for it and if I set the damn thing off, just tell them the truth... Princess Grace owns my ass, and since She is a Mean, Cockteasing Motherfucking Princess Bitch of a Mindfucktress Mistress, She has my poor widdle self all locked up until She feels like letting me out. Luckily I didn't have to use that, because when I got there, there were no metal detectors in sight.

Well, that relief was short-lived, and the rest of the outing became "Afternoon in DPS Hell". I stood in a line that you wouldn't believe for over an hour and a half, only to end up walking out without getting my license renewed. If you must know, I failed the eyetest, because I hadn't had time to get my prescription upgraded ahead of time. After that glorious experience, I was privileged to "white-knuckle" drive the 20 some miles home on Hwy 59 in one of the heaviest rainstorms that I've seen since I've been in Texas. Needless to say, I was not in the best of moods when I finally got home. If Miss Tara hadn't kidnapped Mittens from evil billybear, I might've been temped to.... well.... never mind...

I walked up to my front door, and my keen eyes (same ones which had just failed the eyetest) spotted a box sitting next to the door. Could it be? I picked it up carefully and checked the label, and sure enough, it was from none other than Princess Grace, personally addressed in Her pretty Princessy handwriting! I cackled quietly, tucked the box under my arm, and escorted it safely into the house. As I closed the door, I noticed that the sun had come out and a rainbow was visible amongst the gray clouds.

Once inside, I took the box into the bedroom, and had a brief battle with myself over whether or not to open the box. Then I came to my senses, because I KNOW that Princess sent this as a birthday prezzie, and She usually wants to be there when I open anything from Her. So I sat the box down on the nightstand and gazed at it for awhile, imagining what could be inside. Princess has not given me many clues at all this time. From the sounds I heard when I turned the box over, there appears to be multiple items inside, but I don't have a clue what they might be. I do know that there is a possibility that She included a key or keys that fit the lock on Her cage, but after all the recent talk, I'm not sure if those keys have been dipped in silver and made into earrings or not.

And so I wait. First, I'm waiting for my birthday and Tease Time, and if She doesn't let me open it then, I'm hoping She will let me open it during a call with Her on Friday night. Each time I walk through the bedroom, I stop for a minute and take a loving look at the box and think of my Mistress, and how sweet it was of Her to send Her little bitchass a birthday prezzie. I'm sooooo thrilled that She thinks enough of me to go to all that effort, because She sure didn't HAVE to do it. That's just the kind of Mistress and friend She is to me, and that's just another reason why I wuv Her.

As the night winds down, the box still sits on the nightstand, calmly waiting for me to come to bed so it can stare at me while I sleep. In the meantime, my cackling becomes louder and more scary sounding, as I imagine what depraved things will be set in motion when the box finally gets opened. Only Princess Grace knows for sure, and She's not telling!

I'll be sure to let everybody know what happens at Tease Time tomorrow night, that is if I'm still sane by then...

Oh, and everybody who just read this has to pay toll now. Go here and buy Princess Grace something nice!

Oh my, what a GOOD day this turned out to be!

little bitchass