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		<title><![CDATA[Been So Long]]></title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Wooow! It's been so long since I posted to this blog!&nbsp;
UPDATE!
EW &amp; I are no longer together; haven't been for about three months now. I have been with a great man who I am now engaged to but I am only half-assed living my lifestyle.&nbsp;
Once in a while, NS will engage in it with me but not...]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-size: large;" data-mce-mark="1"><strong>Wooow! It's been so long since I posted to this blog!&nbsp;<br/>UPDATE!<br/>EW &amp; I are no longer together; haven't been for about three months now. I have been with a great man who I am now engaged to but I am only half-assed living my lifestyle.&nbsp;<br/>Once in a while, NS will engage in it with me but not often. I have yet to be the sub in this relationship. I guess that is what I get for getting into a relationship with a masochist &amp; a slave!<br/>I am on the hunt for a Dom/Daddy/teacher for short-term, training only. NS would never let me go for a D/s relationship outside of ours. I think though that if I learn from an experienced Dom, maybe I (or He) can teach NS how to be a good Dom to me.&nbsp;<img src="http://e-w-slittle.hotviber.com//images/emoticons/happy.gif" border="0" alt=""/></strong></span></p><br /><hr />Original article written by E.W.sLittle and published on <a href="http://e-w-slittle.hotviber.com">Being Little</a> <br />
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		<pubDate>Wed, 04 Dec 2013 18:49:55 +0100</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Update... My first descent into sub-space]]></title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Since it has been a few weeks since I posted anything, I will catch anyone who follows me up&nbsp; Daddy &amp; I's roommates went away to Tennesee for the weekend on Thursday night so Daddy &amp; I decided it would be the perfect opportunity to take full advantage of having the bedroom to ourselves. &nbsp;...]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-size: medium;" data-mce-mark="1"><strong><span style="color: #ff99cc;" data-mce-mark="1">Since it has been a few weeks since I posted anything, I will catch anyone who follows me up&nbsp;<img src="http://e-w-slittle.hotviber.com//images/emoticons/smile.gif" border="0" alt=""/></span></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;" data-mce-mark="1"><strong><span style="color: #ff99cc;" data-mce-mark="1">Daddy &amp; I's roommates went away to Tennesee for the weekend on Thursday night so Daddy &amp; I decided it would be the perfect opportunity to take full advantage of having the bedroom to ourselves.</span></strong>&nbsp;<img src="http://e-w-slittle.hotviber.com//images/emoticons/biggrin.gif" border="0" alt=""/></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: medium;" data-mce-mark="1"><strong><span style="color: #ff0000;" data-mce-mark="1">Thursday night: 10pm, O/our boys go to bed. Around midnight, Daddy &amp; I decide to "go to bed." He went in the bedroom ahead of me &amp; I heard Him making a lot of noise. I started to get a little worried&nbsp;<img src="http://e-w-slittle.hotviber.com//images/emoticons/arf.gif" border="0" alt=""/>&nbsp;I went into the bedroom &amp; He had this big mound thing [the cushion] laid on the floor &amp; a bunch of links &amp; cuffs, the whip, the ballgag and a blindfold laid out on O/our bed. Now, most of this stuff did not get used because I have a severe joint disorder that limits me to certain positions. But I digress. Daddy undressed me &amp; I told Him I didn't feel comfortable with the light on so He put the blindfold on me. I was hoping for my collar too but at this point, I was completely at His control, considering I was "blind." He told me to get on my knees so I did &amp; kind of laughed about it but He pulled me forward over top of the cushion. Once, I was laying on top of it, He cuffed my wrists to the sides, keeping my palms flat on the ground. He then proceeded to spank me. I didn't really make a sound because it didn't really hurt. I made a little sound when He played with me but I was really uncomfortable. I was actually a little disappointed because I was prepared for more pain that that. He even whipped me &amp; I barely felt it. I remember thinking to myself "Really? Is that all you've got?" He took some pictures and I told Him I needed to get up, my back was locking up. He uncuffed me &amp; helped me up off the floor &amp; kissed me once I was standing. He bent me over the side of O/our bed &amp; proceeded to spank me again. This time, I couldn't help but make sound. I was comfortable &amp; He hit hard! He got my ass a nice cherry red &amp; told me to crawl up into the bed. I laid down in bed on my back &amp; He climbed in on top of me &amp; cuffed my wrists to the posts of O/our bed. In my head, I was like, "THIS is what I've been wanting!" I don't feel the need to go into any more details but I know after about ten minutes of playing, I left my body. It was like I was being lifted &amp; looking down on my own body, that Daddy was still using for His pleasure. I can't remember anything that really happened, only what Daddy tells me happened. My mind just physically was not there. I was in pure ecstasy and bliss.&nbsp;<br/></span></strong><strong><span style="color: #ff0000;" data-mce-mark="1">Daddy brought me back to my body by putting His hands around my throat. I like, opened my eyes &amp;, even though I still had the blindfold on, I could see Him. I could feel the pads of His thumbs against the base of my throat &amp; I wasn't scared. I have come to learn that Daddy will NEVER hurt me. I was turned on; I was HOT!&nbsp;<br/>After a few more minutes, Daddy told me He was going to cum &amp; I felt Him explode. He removed the blindfold from my eyes &amp; smiled down at me. <br/>At that moment, He was more than my Daddy. He was my boyfriend, the love of my life, the man I trusted (&amp; loved) more than anything in the whole world &amp; I was His. At that moment, I knew that I would surrender my everything to this man &amp; my life would forever be in His hands. I couldn't imagine my life without Him. I would be incomplete unless He was with me. I realized I had never felt so intensely for someone &amp; even as I sit here writing this, I still can't believe my own heart. How can someone who has been hurt the way I was, trust &amp; love another man so easily &amp; with every fiber of my being?? I don't know; it boggles my mind; but I am doing it. I love Daddy with everything I am &amp; everything I have inside me. I trust Him more than I have ever trusted another person outside my family. I need Him in my life.</span></strong></span></p>
<p><strong><span style="font-size: medium; color: #800080;" data-mce-mark="1">Friday: I was a very productive Panda on Friday. I woke up, fed &amp; changed the boys, gave them their vitamins, started laundry, started dishes and started to deep clean the kitchen. Later that night, I deep cleaned the boys room (mostly just picked up all their toys and blankets, threw away broken toys &amp; swept) but their room looked fantastic! Daddy rewarded me by eating me out to orgasm. If that is not motivation to clean the house, I don't know what is! We ended up having a little problem when it came to intercourse but after W/we tried again, it worked fine &amp; W/we had some amazing "vanilla" love-making. It wasn't as much ecstasy as the night before but any kind of sex with Daddy is great sex!&nbsp;</span></strong></p><br /><hr />Original article written by E.W.sLittle and published on <a href="http://e-w-slittle.hotviber.com">Being Little</a> <br />
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		<pubDate>Sat, 11 May 2013 20:20:20 +0200</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Spankings!]]></title>
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		<description><![CDATA[&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 4~23-2013 &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 5~9~2013 
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<p style="text-align: left;"><strong><span style="font-size: medium; color: #ff99cc;">5~9~2013</span></strong></p><br /><hr />Original article written by E.W.sLittle and published on <a href="http://e-w-slittle.hotviber.com">Being Little</a> <br />
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		<pubDate>Sat, 11 May 2013 19:57:32 +0200</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Had a Weird Realization. . .]]></title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Daddy &amp; I didn't have sex last night &amp; not only was I okay with it last night, I just realized that I'm okay with it today. I hardly even thought about it until right now! I'm NEVER okay with not having sex with Him daily!&nbsp; I think I am finally becoming more secure in O/our relationship &amp; just His...]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-size: large; color: #ff99cc;" data-mce-mark="1"><strong>Daddy &amp; I didn't have sex last night &amp; not only was I okay with it last night, I just realized that I'm okay with it today. I hardly even thought about it until right now! I'm NEVER okay with not having sex with Him daily!&nbsp;</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large; color: #ff99cc;" data-mce-mark="1"><strong>I think I am finally becoming more secure in O/our relationship &amp; just His words &amp; touch is helping with that. I usually need sex to be reassured in a relationship but I think I can really trust that He is not going to leave me.&nbsp;</strong></span></p><br /><hr />Original article written by E.W.sLittle and published on <a href="http://e-w-slittle.hotviber.com">Being Little</a> <br />
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		<pubDate>Tue, 23 Apr 2013 19:16:32 +0200</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Being A Parent & A Sub]]></title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Being Mommy &amp; Little:
Update: 4~11~13 Oh the joys of parenthood &amp; having roommates. First of all, you can't do much during the day because you have children &amp; it's a little weird to go into the bedroom in the middle of the day to &quot;take a nap&quot; when you show no signs of being sleepy. Let me...]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-size: large; color: #ff99cc;" data-mce-mark="1">Being Mommy &amp; Little:<br/>Update: 4~11~13</span></p>
<p><strong><span style="font-size: large; color: #ff99cc;" data-mce-mark="1">Oh the joys of parenthood &amp; having roommates. First of all, you can't do much during the day because you have children &amp; it's a little weird to go into the bedroom in the middle of the day to "take a nap" when you show no signs of being sleepy. Let me explain.&nbsp;</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="font-size: large; color: #ff99cc;" data-mce-mark="1">Daddy &amp; I don't get much DD/lg time so W/we mostly have vanilla sex aside from a little choking &amp; control. Today, while the boys took their nap &amp; our roommates were out at the store, Daddy decided that I needed my spankings He owed me from before W/we lived together (see March 22nd).</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="font-size: large; color: #ff99cc;" data-mce-mark="1">I got spankings I didn't like then, Daddy decided to play with me &amp; make me cum on His hand [as He knows I LOVE doing] while He gave me spankings I did like <img src="http://e-w-slittle.hotviber.com//images/emoticons/wink2.gif" border="0" alt=""/>&nbsp;I was lying face down on O/our bed when O/our roommate called. (Interruption #1). When He got off the phone, W/we decided to save playtime for later. I kissed Daddy &amp; pulled Him down on the bed &amp; asked Him nicely to fuck me quick. He pulled out His bag of goodies &amp; cuffed my wrists together. As soon as He did that, W/we heard the doorknob to O/our bedroom jiggle. Boys were up from their nap.&nbsp;</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="font-size: large; color: #ff99cc;" data-mce-mark="1">Daddy had to uncuff me &amp; W/we had to postpone playtime until later at that point. Oh the joys of parenthood! I just know that tonights playtime will be INTENSE &amp; I can't wait!&nbsp;<img src="http://e-w-slittle.hotviber.com//images/emoticons/biggrin.gif" border="0" alt=""/></span></strong></p><br /><hr />Original article written by E.W.sLittle and published on <a href="http://e-w-slittle.hotviber.com">Being Little</a> <br />
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		<pubDate>Fri, 12 Apr 2013 00:50:05 +0200</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Collared!]]></title>
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		<description><![CDATA[A couple days ago, Daddy chased me around the house with His collar &amp; I was unsure of how I felt about wearing it but, after a lot of soul searching &amp; talking with other littles, I finally agreed. I waited a couple days to see if Daddy would actually put it on me without me reminding Him but I...]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong style="line-height: 19px; color: #ff99cc; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><strong>A couple days ago, Daddy chased me around the house with His collar &amp; I was unsure of how I felt about wearing it but, after a lot of soul searching &amp; talking with other littles, I finally agreed. I waited a couple days to see if Daddy would actually put it on me without me reminding Him but I eventually had to remind Him. It's not my permanent one. Daddy is special ordering mine but it's still pretty &amp; pink &amp; I love it&nbsp;<img src="http://e-w-slittle.hotviber.com//images/emoticons/^^.gif" border="0" alt=""/></strong><img src="https://sphotos-a.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-prn1/72633_10151420076007426_520296207_n.jpg" width="640" height="480" alt=""/><br/></strong></p><br /><hr />Original article written by E.W.sLittle and published on <a href="http://e-w-slittle.hotviber.com">Being Little</a> <br />
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		<pubDate>Wed, 10 Apr 2013 22:45:27 +0200</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[Last Night...]]></title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Omg where do I even begin! Last night, I got exactly what I wanted. Daddy &amp; I were laying in bed having a talk about how frustrated I was. I told Him that it had been bothering me that He was being un-dominating &amp; I wanted Him to be more rough with me &amp; how W/we had talked about collaring me but it...]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="color: #ff0000;"><strong><span style="font-size: large;">Omg where do I even begin!</span></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #ff0000;"><strong><span style="font-size: large;">Last night, I got exactly what I wanted. Daddy &amp; I were laying in bed having a talk about how frustrated I was. I told Him that it had been bothering me that He was being un-dominating &amp; I wanted Him to be more rough with me &amp; how W/we had talked about collaring me but it hadn't happened yet &amp; I was upset. I was telling him that there is more to love-making than intercourse &amp; asked Him what He really wanted. He then proceeded to show me. . .</span></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #ff0000;" data-mce-mark="1"><strong><span style="font-size: large;" data-mce-mark="1">He grabbed me by the throat &amp;, of course, I was grinning ear to ear. THIS is what I wanted! He growled in my ear that my body was His to use whenever &amp; wherever He wanted &amp; how I don't determine when or where that is, He does. I was not to initiate anything, I had to let Him do it. Of course, my dominant side wasn't having this &amp; I had to beat her down my submissive side &amp; tell myself that I asked for this life &amp; I WAS going to submit to Him. He let go of my throat &amp; ran His hand down my body after I complied &amp; answered Him correctly with a "Yes, Daddy"</span></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #ff0000;"><strong><span style="font-size: large;">The second time He grabbed my throat, there was no smile. It was genuine fear. I knew in the back of my mind that He wouldn't damage me but I had to keep telling myself over &amp; over in my head that He wouldn't. I don't remember all of what He said this time but, I know how I felt. I felt pure &amp; genuine fear. I was scared! Almost in tears, I was able to choke out another "Yes, Daddy" when he asked me if I understood. He ran His hand back down my body again &amp; told me He loved me.&nbsp;</span></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #ff0000;" data-mce-mark="1"><strong><span style="font-size: large;" data-mce-mark="1">At that point, He moved so He was on top of me. I looked at Him with real fear in my eyes &amp; all I could think was "what is He going to do now?" He positioned Himself on top of me &amp; grabbed my throat again, lighter this time. I came almost immediately as soon as He entered me. I had never felt ecstacy like this before. Between the sensation of Him inside me &amp; His hand on my throat, I didn't know what I was enjoying more. He pulled out &amp; started to finger me &amp; moved His hand from my throat to my right breast, which sent me through another wave of ecstacy. I asked Him if I could cum &amp; I could see that He was thinking about it. I started to dry up &amp; I think He realized that so He told me yes &amp; I soaked O/our bed. As I was cumming, He kept fingering me &amp; even had to forcefully push me back down on the bed by my breast.&nbsp;</span></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #ff0000;"><strong><span style="font-size: large;">He re-entered me &amp; again, I almost came as soon as He entered me. I let Him stroke a few times before I asked to cum again &amp; immediately this time, He told me yes. I came in waves! I soaked Daddy, the bed, my ass &amp; almost, my bunny. He kept His hand on my breast for a few more minutes before moving His hands to either side of me &amp; sending me through wave after wave of pleasure. I asked if I could flip over &amp; He growled a no just as He came. We collapsed in a heap. It was amazing, to say the least.&nbsp;</span></strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #ff0000;"><strong><span style="font-size: large;">Maybe tonight, I will be able to get Daddy to take me from behind like I have been wanting</span></strong></span>&nbsp;<img src="http://e-w-slittle.hotviber.com//images/emoticons/^^.gif" border="0" alt=""/></p><br /><hr />Original article written by E.W.sLittle and published on <a href="http://e-w-slittle.hotviber.com">Being Little</a> <br />
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		<title><![CDATA[Daddy's Touch]]></title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Daddy's touch feels different today, I don't know why. W/we ran to Lowe's &amp; in the car, the first time He grabbed my hand, the pressure of His arm on mine felt different than it has since W/we met. I think I'm starting to give in more to my subby side &amp; it feels good!&nbsp; I love that He is so willing...]]></description>
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<p><span style="font-size: large; color: #ff99cc;" data-mce-mark="1"><strong>I love that He is so willing to take pictures with me too. It makes me feel awesome that He is willing to share such a special thing with me without even knowing what it means to me&nbsp;<img src="http://e-w-slittle.hotviber.com//images/emoticons/biggrin.gif" border="0" alt=""/>&nbsp;I don't think I'm going to tell Him what it means to me. I want Him to keep doing it lol</strong></span></p><br /><hr />Original article written by E.W.sLittle and published on <a href="http://e-w-slittle.hotviber.com">Being Little</a> <br />
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		<title><![CDATA[30 Days of Confessions - Day 30]]></title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Day 30: Post Pictures of Myself, Full Nude, Front and Back. 
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-size: large; color: #ff99cc;" data-mce-mark="1"><strong>Day 30: Post Pictures of Myself, Full Nude, Front and Back.</strong></span></p><br /><hr />Original article written by E.W.sLittle and published on <a href="http://e-w-slittle.hotviber.com">Being Little</a> <br />
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		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Apr 2013 01:00:00 +0200</pubDate>
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		<title><![CDATA[30 Days of Confessions - Day 29]]></title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Day 29: Second day with Daddy We head back to Virginia today. I have to say I'm a little sad. I'm going to miss my friends at school. The sex in itself is phenomenol but He is kind of lacking in the foreplay department. This morning, I was going to wake Him up with a blowjob &amp; I was trying to play...]]></description>
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<p><span style="font-size: large; color: #ff99cc;" data-mce-mark="1"><strong>We head back to Virginia today. I have to say I'm a little sad. I'm going to miss my friends at school.</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large; color: #ff99cc;" data-mce-mark="1"><strong>The sex in itself is phenomenol but He is kind of lacking in the foreplay department. This morning, I was going to wake Him up with a blowjob &amp; I was trying to play with Him to get Him a little harder &amp; He rolled over &amp; turned His back to me. I got out of bed because I don't like cuddling with backs. It makes me feel less important to Him.</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large; color: #ff99cc;" data-mce-mark="1"><strong>I got a little bit of force out of Him last night but hardly. I even expressed how much I liked it when He did it but He stopped quick. He forced my legs off of Him &amp; apart but after that, the force stopped. He grabbed my hands &amp; I had to move my arm so that my wrist was in His grip instead of my fingers. That didn't seem to do much either.&nbsp;</strong></span><strong style="color: #ff99cc; font-size: large;">&nbsp;He ran his hand down my body &amp; across my throat &amp; it turned me on but when I expressed that to Him, it didn't even seem like He heard me.&nbsp;</strong><strong style="color: #ff99cc; font-size: large;">"Daddy" just seems to get Him off so I try not to say it too much. I had to beg Him to finish pleasing me after He was finished last night.</strong></p>
<p><strong style="color: #ff99cc; font-size: large;">I want my legs to shake, I want to see bruises on my wrists &amp; anywhere else, I want GOOD oral sex. I'm not expecting anything anymore. Honetly, what has He given me to expect?</strong></p><br /><hr />Original article written by E.W.sLittle and published on <a href="http://e-w-slittle.hotviber.com">Being Little</a> <br />
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