Mid Week Update and Fun

This week is going a little nicer than last week was. Things progress forward.

You all know that Sam has had a more than fair share of sickness over the last couple of years, and all of it resulted in him not being able to attend hockey or soccer games, which prior to this, even when we were first together, he did do regularly at least a few times a month. Even more than that before we were together. He is a major sports buff when it comes to these sports, and it is very important to him, but over the last couple years not only was he not able to get himself to games being so exhausted and/or sick all the time, but lately he was even forgetting about the important ones on TV. That was another reason that I knew something else was wrong, because that is so NOT him.

He is starting to get a little better now with the B12, and while he is no where near back to normal, and he still has a few responsibilities to get completed for me that are extremely important and not at all kinky related, that I have been waiting a very long time for, I just felt that he really needed something. I also know that even if Sam had been thinking like I was, he wouldn't have said anything about it because he knows that the things that have not been taken care of yet are so important to me and that I have been more than patient. I gave it some thought and yesterday I told him that I wanted him to get his ass to the soccer game today, in person, at the stadium, like he used to. Then I wanted him to go out to eat in a restaurant afterwards with whichever of his friends he could meet up with at the game. He has not had a night out with friends in at least 1.5-2 years now because literally every time he made any plans to he got sick. Now that is sad. Everyone needs that fun from time to time.

And then on the way home he was to visit the clinic for his B12 and do the panty thing I told him to do the other week.

I think Sam may have been surprised that I pushed him to do this, because we hadn't been talking like he was even ready for that, and like I said, even if he might have thought he could handle going to a game, he wouldn't have mentioned it while he hasn't yet been able to fulfill these other obligations. But I am the Mistress and I have the power to tell him it is okay to go, and that I know how much he needs that, and that perhaps just getting out and feeling "normal" for an evening would give him the boost he needs to get through this last stretch of getting well and to know that he can have his life back again. The kinky and vanilla parts of it. Also I hope too that the little boost it gives him will help him in getting these things done. Because I have really used up most all of my patience, LOL.

Before the game, Sam and I shared a short phone call while I was on break at work and for the first time in a long time he sounded happy and excited. And then when it was time to get ready he asked me if he could give me some edges in the shower. This all made me smile.

In the end today, while he was still tired ( but not exhausted) he got himself out to the game, walked all the way there and back, they won and he met up with several friends to have dinner with. It was several hours of tension relieving fun for him and I am happy that he had that. He did deserve it for sure.

Of course being the evil one I am I did make him wear his bra and those panties under his clothes, but I did allow him to be without his lipstick for this without making him ask or offer anything for it. We haven't yet exposed him to people who know him directly, and I don't think he is ready for that, but sometimes I still make him offer something to ditch his lipstick when meeting a friend or family member. But today was really more of a treat for him, so I didn't want to. The bra and panties however are just good to remind him of his place a little bit as he is out there having fun. It reminds him that while he can get his life back, it isn't quite the same as it was for so many years because he is also a submissive slut. It keeps him feeling my control even as he is in a very vanilla setting, and I do love that.

The clinic didn't go as well. By then Sam was quite tired out and so it really took the slutty submissive effect out of it, and the nurse gave no reaction. So I told him next time he is to wear the matching pink thong under those panties (which by the way if you look at our blog header, the 5 little pics under the main one, it is the middle pic, those panties) so that he will pull down the see through panties, but keep the pink thong in place since he won't have to even pull it down to get the shot there :). Perfect don't you think?

When I got home we had about an hour to Skype because I had plans to spend time with my Grandmother later on and he was about ready for bed anyways. He did make me cum nice and hard though which hasn't happened at all for about two or three weeks, and I do love and cherish the orgasms that he is involved with so much more than any I have on my own, so I was happy too.

Well mostly. I do have a little secret to share, I am terrified of bugs. And I came home from work and found a fucking bug in my bed, and it hopped to my hip and I jumped out of bed freaking the hell out and flicked it, and when I went to try to find where it was so I could kill it, I couldn't find it anywhere, so now even as I sit here writing this, I am worried where it is because I have to go to bed soon and I am afraid it is going to end up sleeping with me, or crawling on me while I sleep. So there you have it, I might be a tough strict Mistress but get me near a bug and I am the biggest baby there is LOL.

I hope I get some sleep tonight at least LOL.

Also, I lost another 2 pounds this past week and I am really motivated now that I am feeling so much better. I think most humans could stand to lose some weight and be a little healthier. It feels nice to feel energetic enough again to go to my weight loss support meeting and see my friends I have made there each Tuesday. The thing is, what I was going through I really had put on the back burner compared to what Sam had been going through, but really the stress of his sicknesses had actually made my reflux worse and brought it out to the surface till it was clear I had to get it fixed or I would really not have a very good life quality either, I was just lucky that a surgery could pretty much take care of my problems as long as I commit to a healthy lifestyle afterwards. I am very lucky, but then again so is Sam, because his kinky doctor (me) found out what was wrong with him :).

I do have a real hope that everything we have been wanting is going to start slowly happening, and I can finally get this blog back to what I want it to be.

That is it for tonight.