Monthly Archives: April 2018

R is for Ride

Apr 21, 2018 | Posted by in #30DayOrgasmFun, A-Z Blogging Challenge, Everyday Jade | 0

I know, I know, I missed my #AtoZBloggingChallenge post yesterday. I also missed my #30DayOrgasmFun post (and the doing of.) AND I missed some other things that I do daily for V. All of which have engendered consequences. BUT… I have a good excuse! I am here in Las Vegas in a houseful of people. My dear friend Busty McGee is getting married, and we are having a week-long party. So yesterday was spent ferrying people and things back and forth to get ready for the reception (we’re the only ones that rented a car. It was a deliberate decision: I knew that there was going to be a need for someone to have a vehicle, and also Ad and I have three days here on our own, during which we are going to Death Valley, Red Rocks and Zion National Park. So a car was a necessity.) Anyway… Vegas is…Read more …

Q is for Quarterflash

Apr 20, 2018 | Posted by in A-Z Blogging Challenge, Life Before, Uncategorized, Who Is Pieces of Jade? | 0

Anyone remember the song “Harden My Heart” by Quarterflash? https://youtu.be/Aqd61YG-P10Damn but it’s a great song. I thought so then, and I still do. I like songs of women standing up to asshole men. Walking away when they aren’t treated right. I haven’t known very many of that kind of man, actually. I’ve been blessed with a surfeit of good men in my life, even my exes, except for one: my first husband. And yet I was wild about that man(child). Crazy in love with him, and he with me, except when he was drinking hard alcohol. Then he was obsessed with me, insanely jealous, and I was afraid of him. I don’t think of him often, but that song was playing in some bar or restaurant the other night and for just those few moments I was transported back in time – jesus, more than thirty years ago. I was…Read more …

P is for Pain…

Apr 18, 2018 | Posted by in #30DayOrgasmFun, A-Z Blogging Challenge, Kinky Stuff | 1

…and so many other wonderful words! Pee, penis, pleasure, pussy, pant, paddle… The word “paddle” reminds me of a funny story, before I get started on my real “P” word. My workplace gives us an Earth Day gift each year, something reusable or recycled, or in the spirit of the day in some way. They are always lovely gifts, and I look forward each year to what they will come up with. This year, they gave us paddles. So maybe they didn’t call them paddles. “Handmade, found-wood, all natural ‘utensils,’” they said. But we all know what they are, don’t we?? It was a really weird moment when my boss and I went into the office to pick out the one we wanted. I had to resist the urge to smack each one against my leg. And opened my mouth to comment on the relative weight of one to the…Read more …

O is for Outage

Apr 17, 2018 | Posted by in A-Z Blogging Challenge, Everyday Jade | 0

As in electricity. Yeah, our electric is out, because Adam, who is in charge of the utilities, missed seeing the bill, as  didn’t pay it. Apparently he also missed the several notices they send, threatening such, because tonight? We’re in candlelight. Which would be romantic if I wasn’t so pissed. O was supposed to be for Orgasm Reports, so I could share the orgasm game that V and I (and, tangentially, Adam) are playing all #30dayorgasmfun month. But real life got in the way. Sometimes I hesitate to write about the nitty gritty, the mundanity, of my life. I hate to be seen as complaining when I fucking KNOW how good I’ve got it. But hey. Life happens. And in this case, it didn’t happen so great. So. We’re without electricity tonight. We’re making do.    

N is for Nipple

Apr 16, 2018 | Posted by in A-Z Blogging Challenge | 0

I love nipples. From palest pink to chocolatey brown, tiny tight dimesize ones to ones I can barely fit in my mouth. I like them when they are soft and pliant and when they are sharp as cutting stones in the cold, or with excitement. I like to roll them around in my fingers, to pinch and to pull them. I like them decorated with jewelry or au natural, pinked with rouge or trapped inside nipple colllars. I like them stuck with needles, bound with rope, covered with X’s of black duct tape. I especially like the little suction cups on them. Even smacked or whipped or caned nipples are good, because it hurts so bad. (I know, it’s that weird dichotomy again.) Nipples are fun, nipples are sexy, and my nipples have a direct line to my cunt. Pinch them or pull on the the right way, and you’ll…Read more …

M is for…

Apr 14, 2018 | Posted by in #30DayOrgasmFun, A-Z Blogging Challenge, Kinky Stuff | 0

…many things. Masturbation. Meanie. Madness. Miffed. Let’s start with that first word: Masturbation. It’s kind of the word of the month, isn’t it? Well okay, the word is probably orgasms, but in my world this month, orgasms are all about self-pleasure. Or (sigh) not pleasuring. That’s right, I missed another orgasm in my #30dayorgasmfun quest. And this time Viper didn’t let me off with a slap on the wrist (or four orgasms in one day.) I’m officially on a week-long enforced orgasm dry spell. If you can call it “dry.” I completely deserved it. I got home after a long walk on my only free night this week and instead of doing anything I was supposed to (homework, write a blog post, do laundry, write an orgasm report, paint my bathroom, repot my violets, masturbate…hell, I didn’t even take off my clothes…before I fell into bed and into a deep…Read more …

L is for…

Apr 13, 2018 | Posted by in A-Z Blogging Challenge, Uncategorized | 2

I had a lot of options for the letter L Love Lust Labia Lunacy Lou Licking Lesbian Lube Las Vegas (where Adam and I are headed next week)… But the one that won out is “Lost”… & Found. Why? Viper will think it’s because I’m going to tell you a story that he gets a lot of chuckles about that goes along with the phrase, but I’m going to do better than that. I’m going to tell you about lots of things that go along with the phrase. It’s up to you to figure out if they are “lost” or “found”: Lingerie (in a Las Vegas hotel room) A black buttplug in my office A glass buttplug on a concrete patio A job A vocation A bracelet that means the world to me An earring that meant the world to me A brother and a sister The love of my…Read more …

K is for Kitty

Apr 12, 2018 | Posted by in A-Z Blogging Challenge | 0

Kitty is who I am. I’m his kitty. Although W was the only handler of my pony persona, Onyx, and Topaz, my wild pony, only came out to play with Adam, neither of them belonged to their handlers the way kitty does to V. Onyx and Topaz existed outside of their relationships with W and Ad, but kitty doesn’t. She is part and parcel of our D/s connection, born of it and existing only inside of it. I had always been a pony. From my earliest memories, I was a wild, untamed pony, or a beautiful, prancing show pony. Onyx had been there all the time, W just gave me the permission to bring her out, and she allowed him to be her handler. And Topaz, well, Topaz just showed up one day to play with Adam. She remained wild and free. But there is no kitty without V. Kitty didn’t exist before…Read more …

I is for Itch, J is for Jill

Apr 11, 2018 | Posted by in #30DayOrgasmFun, A-Z Blogging Challenge, Kinky Stuff, Wicked Wednesday | 12

Itch As in, I got mine scratched. A lot. It started with me begging for a second chance. I’d missed my orgasm for #30dayorgasmfun the night before, and his rule was, I miss a day, I don’t get to orgasm for a week. I sort of had an excuse: Adam had come over and we’d had lots of food and drinks and stayed up binge-watching Masters of Sex all night. By the time we drug ourselves up to bed, we literally fell over asleep. But I begged and apologized and pleaded with him, and I think he knew how much I wanted to stay in the game, because he relented. I could continue the challenge – if I could manage FOUR orgasms this day. Four?!? I wasn’t sure I could. But okay, I’m going to try. Right after his stipulation. I’m in bed with Adam that morning. I’ve just read…Read more …

H is for Hair

Apr 10, 2018 | Posted by in A-Z Blogging Challenge, Everyday Jade | 0

I had this post all written out in my head, all about how I had gotten my hair done and met the coolest hairdresser and how new hair makes me feel sexy and unstoppable, when only the day before I had felt rundown and washed out… but work was crazy busy and I had a busy crazy weekend and never found time to actually put pen to paper or fingers to keyboard. So, you get a different kind of hair. I’m actually quite enamored of my little tuft of fluff, there between my legs. And, bonus, it shows off the bruises on my thighs from my date night out with my guys Saturday night!