Reflections

Reflections of a Dom#4: Establishing routines [Special Edition]

Talk-Like-A-Pirate-Day-September-19-ImageAhoy, mateys! Today is a special day. September 19 is recognized as “Talk Like a Pirate Day”! So, come on, grab your grog, and get ready because it is all hands on deck! Cap’n is going to tell ye a secret of mine. It’s something that I, and me precious First mate, and Wee Lass (My Little girl, for all ye land lubbers! :D), Kitten Kaboodle do, that help in our relationship.

Ya see, Kitten had discussed in detail how important it is to establish routine as a Wee Lass.  But I wanted to touch on how important it is for a Cap’n like me as well. We all have things we do in our day to day lives that is part of our routine. Be it, scrubbing the deck first thing in the mornin’ or hopping in the shower to get ready for work. Or preparing yummy grub for yer shipmates or a delicious poached egg on toast for your Wee Lass. We all have that something we do that gives us comfort and structure in our day.

Now ye might be thinking, how do the routines help? Now now, before ye force me to walk the plank, let me tell you.

Ya see, a day in the life of a sea Cap’n can be stressful, rival pirates be roamin’ or the Royal Navy could be huntin’ us down. But that is my role, I am the bread winner. Kitten and I have a rapport at home, I bring in the booty for the day and Kitten helps wash off the stress of the day.  My Wee Lass and I, we practice give and take. It’s a song and dance that has helped us for years. Because of our routine, it gives her security knowing that I will be coming home straight to her after work. No fooling around or taking detours in dangerous waters. She knows that she is my priority, that I will get back to her as soon as I can. And I will not waver in my mission.

She knows that I will focus and love on her after she has painstakingly cared for me ship and our child all day. My actions lets her feel appreciated and loved for all that she does. Similarly, for me, seeing her eyes light up as I walk in the door and given a big hug and sweet kiss, makes me feel that all the hard work I did for the day worth it.

istockphoto-654498910-612x612One of me favorite routines we do is our night time routine. At night, it’s my job to tuck in me Wee Lass. I get her ready by both of us hopping in the shower and washing her body down thoroughly, using me hands and body. I love feeling the sliding of her silky smooth skin against mine, my cocoa skin pressed against her milky complexion sends shivers down me nethers. And afterwards, we get her dressed in her pajamas and then it’s time for bedtime. Once she’s nestled comfortably in the hammock, I place a heating pad on her chest to make sure she’s warm all night. Then I pull up the covers up to her chin and then we start our evenin’ prayers. Lastly, I rock her to sleep by swayin’ the hammock – it replicates the swayin’ of our ship and allows her to sleep peacefully. (You can read about her thoughts HERE)

A proper night time routine, when done right, allows me and me Wee Lass  to have closure to the day. It sets us in the right mindset that we ended the day with so much love and she knows that I care about her deeply to make sure she gets proper sleep. It gives her body a chance to let go of stress and know that she’s under me protection. She knows her Cap’n will never let anything bad happen to her and the crew. Our routine is established in love, intimacy and security.

However, remember that it’s a good idea to have balance in all things. Too much routine, and ye risk having a bloody mutiny in yer hands. So remember to mix it up! Take yer Wee Lass on to the library (I hear the one in Alexandria is ripe for the pickins’!), or bring her favorite treats right on home! She’s workin’ hard as my first mate, keeping our ship in order,  educating our young tyke, and writing the chronicles for ye all. She deserves a break! Show her that you’re dependable and consistent like an anchor for her in the storm. But also show that you are the mainsail who can take her on adventures untold!

That’s all for now, mateys! May your sails stay true and fair winds to you all!

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Much love,

Captain Taliron Quinn

 

 

 

Reflections

Reflections of a Dom #3: The best decision I’ve ever made. [Thoughts]

Ahoy, my friends! Today, I am thankful. The past week has been quite busy for Kitten and I. She had oral surgery on Wednesday and for the past couple of days, I’ve been focused on getting her settled in and helping her recover. One benefit of being her Daddy Dom, is that when the recovery nurse spoke to me about her after care, most of the things she reminded me to do, I’m already doing for Kitten. “She’ll probably need help eating, you know, cutting her food into tiny pieces so she doesn’t have to bite or chew as hard.” And I thought So, just the usual as I smiled at Kitten and winked at her knowing she was thinking the same thing. I’ve been giving her the medicine her doctor prescribed and fixing her up her food and drink in order for her to speed up her recovery.

Going back to me being thankful, you might be wondering exactly what I am thankful for. I’m thankful that Kitten has the resilience of a cat, for one. 😉 Her gum wound is all but healed and stopped bleeding. The biggest challenge really has been helping her through the soreness (which has persisted for several days now) and mental stress of being out of commission. I’ve lifted up her spirits by snuggling close with her and watching movies with my sweet girl <3. I made her bust out laughing once when I jested that even though her mouth was out of commission, that just means we get to focus on her other holes more. I knew she was feeling better when she playfully smacked me laughing.

In the middle of all of that, we’re still settling in to our new place. Things aren’t quite where we want them to be for the long haul. Thankfully, our clothes are hung up and folded neatly finally and only took an all-nighter to pull that off on my end! Today, Kitten finally decided to really nest. We reconfigured our living space and I think we finally found one that was a great combination of ample space and functionality. And of course, one VERY important detail. Kitten insisted that my desk is right beside the couch so we are within touching distance at all times when we are working. Same in the bedroom, our hammocks are practically side by side that we’re like two peas in a pod.

Which brings me to my reflection topic. Touch and intimacy have always been a major part of Kitten and I’s relationship. Ever since the beginning, we looked at each other as I asked her. “What are the things important to you in a relationship?” She smiled at me as I took her hand in mine “That” she said. I cocked my head as I smiled at her asking her to clarify. “Touch and intimacy.” she whispered. I beamed at her as I nodded Me too I told her. There are of course, other things that are equally important to us as a couple, but those two are definitely up there.

In fact years ago, when we were living apart in the beginning of our relationship, Kitten and I would drive 5-6 hours one way just to see each other constantly. We didn’t care if it was hard. We had to see each other, hold each other in each other’s arms, and kiss. From the beginning we’ve been so bonded and swore to each other that before long, we were going to be together no matter what. At one time, Kitten drove 15 hours straight (!!!) just because she couldn’t stand being away from me. And so when the time came to move in with Kitten, I left my old job, my old place and proximity to friends and family behind. It was not an easy decision, but like we always told each other – Nothing worth it ever comes easy. It was scary, like leaping off a cliff. But I knew she was worth it. I trusted my gut, and to this day it was the best decision I’ve ever made.

Fast forward to a few days ago, Kitten and I were snuggled up. In our journey of reconnecting with each other, I’ve been giving sub training to Kitten daily. One of the things we had agreed upon was that we will really begin to explore kinks with each other. As I was giving fluttery kisses upon her neck, Kitten smirked at me in the special way that she does. As I read her body language, I could tell she was feeling playful and in the mood. She glanced up at me as she whispered “Daddy, can we try impact play tonight?” I smirked at her and nodded. It was something we’ve never tried together and that I’ve learned she’s really into.

So, I gently laid her down on her belly and began our play session. One, two, three, four…at some point we both lost count. Smacking my hand against her behind, I felt the warmth tingle and sting, and with every surge I felt her body quiver with pain and pleasure matched with her moans. We tried the crop too, but in true fashion with our relationship, we found that we preferred my hand – because we could touch in that brief second of impact and made our connection deeper. As our play progressed and she neared her limit, she moaned out her safe word and immediately I shifted into after care. Gently loving on her warm flesh, soothing it and letting her feel the rush of relief. But Kitten and I weren’t done. I began to give Kitten the release that she’s been begging to have. As I felt her walls around me begin to tighten, I knew she was getting close. It is an amazing feeling to feel her gush her climax on me at the same time that I reached mine inside her. I’m quite sure the neighbors got quite the earful that night 😉snuggling

After making sure she was re-hydrated, I cradled her close to my chest and kissed the top of her head. I beamed as I felt her breathing slow down nearing sleep. She smacked her lips, and kneaded my chest with her fingers and muttered “Nani…”. I am reminded of that time so many years ago of the best decision I’ve made.

Until next time, my friends. Have a wonderful day and fair winds to you all.

 

Much love,

Captain Taliron Quinn

Reflections

Reflections of a Dom #2: Reclaiming and Re-centering [Thoughts]

There is something inherently beautiful about finding something that was lost. Be it an old sock in the dark corners of your closet or an old DVD of your favorite movie from years ago, buried beneath clutter. There’s that satisfaction and sense of triumph that washes through you as you exclaim “YES!” and do a fist pump while singing “WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS….!

And that is just for things. These things seem mundane at first glance, but it’s not really about the thing itself. It’s about the feeling upon finding that thing you thought was gone. Now picture amplifying that feeling when it comes to things that REALLY matter. To people,  to relationships and to emotions. Like reconnecting with your old best buddy from high school who parted ways with you after graduating. Or, picking up that baseball bat that you used when you played back minor league back then – you were the star back then, you were important.

I want to be as honest and transparent in sharing what I have experienced the past few days. I was so used to the status quo in my relationship and feeling invincible that nothing could ever change it. I got complacent. I took things for granted that I shouldn’t have. I should have been more pro-active and more engaged, I could’ve been more outgoing and exciting. When you’re with the love of your life, how can you not embrace every moment of life sharing that with her? I’ve let our D/s relationship go stagnant. “Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda” These thoughts ran through my head as I spent the night alone in bed missing the other half of my heart. Sleep was an elusive beast to me. I was up until I succumbed from sheer exhaustion.

Somewhere in the delirious mind full of thoughts both dark and hopeful, I came to the realization. That whatever happened, happened. I can’t turn back the time. It’s time to grow up and step up to the plate. It’s time to face my reality like a man and adapt. It’s always been that way in nature, it’s most primal law – the survival of the fittest. So I chose to stop feeling sorry for myself and shed the weight of guilt and complacency. I steeled my nerves and made a promise: From now on, I’m going to work on myself to become the man that my Kitten will always be able to rely on, someone to guide her through life and show her all the wonders this life has to give.

After I brought Kitten home, she had noticed that there had been a change in me. An energy that she hasn’t seen in a good while. Something that made her excited. I beamed at her with a look that signified something that we both knew was always in me. It can only be described as one primal impulse – hunger. After spending time apart, I was hungry for her. Hungry to touch her once again, hungry to experience more with her. I held her close, pressed my face upon the back of her ear and inhaled deep. Her scent always was intoxicating I cannot bare to not have this my mind screamed.

be4ffd92db53354ab562fdb94cea8bafI looked at her with the primal look that a hungry wolf has towards his mate. I want every part of you I thought. And she felt it, I could feel her shiver in my arms as I led her to our bed. I held her close and told her how much I missed and yearned for her. But most of all, I told her that my hunger for our relationship is back and stronger than ever. I kissed her tenderly with the butterfly kisses that I know she loves, touched her cheek in a way that made her blush. I slowly undressed her, pausing to take in her scent and kissing each part of her body. I’ve missed you. I whisper that but it didn’t seem enough. I had to reclaim her. She is mine and I am hers. At that moment, I was the hungry wolf and she was my prey.

No other words were needed to be said as we became one, once again. I felt my body and soul connect with hers with every thrust. You are mine I finally whisper as I reclaimed her completely, filling her with my love. We exhaled in bliss as she beamed at me, finally able to feel re-centered. I beamed in absolute love for her, my hunger sated for now. I think to myself You’re my home. Now I am complete once again. As we laid down snuggled up, I smiled when I felt our bodies relax. I felt the familiar rise and fall of her chest as her breathing slowed.  Finally, for both of us, sleep was no longer an elusive beast.

As the days go by, I promised myself – I will never, ever lower my guard to complacency again. I will cherish what I have and always live each day though it was my last. Life is fleeting, but the love we cultivate in others lasts forever. Friends, do me a favor – give someone you love a kiss and a hug. You never know just how much they will appreciate it.

Until next time, my friends. Fair winds to you all.

 

Much love,

Captain Taliron Quinn

 

Reflections

Reflections of a Dom #1: Reconnecting through Togetherness [Thoughts]

For the past week, my Kitten and I have been apart from each other. (You can read up on her reflections about it in her blog here: Kitten’s blog) A whirlwind of days passed by and I experienced a roller coaster of emotions while she was away. Over the next several days, I want to dissect each and every one of them and how it has helped me grow and shape me as a Dom and my relationship with my Kitten. But for right now, she’s here with me, in my arms, and I am holding her hands – “Togetherness”

I want to focus on today and what I am feeling, but more specifically, my feelings with her.

I knew we needed time just be together and be a couple again but she has once again surpassed any and all expectations I have. She really is the most supportive and loving Kitten I could ever know. Knowing how much we’ve missed each other, I was afraid that the time spent apart would make feel a bit awkward or even off between us. But like two Lego pieces coming together, we just clicked perfectly as if no time was lost.

This afternoon, we knew that our dear car, a 2012 gray Toyota Corolla (which we have lovingly called “Betty” due to her being so reliable and such a trooper over the years) is in desperate need of a wash. I smiled knowing that the best way to reconnect with my Kitten is to fall right back in to how we were – being together all the time doing the simplest things. We looked at each other after eating our yummy lunch, (Kitten prepared an amazing tofu stir fry with rice!) gathered all our cleaning supplies and off we went to wash Betty.

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Kitten squealed with glee as she held the spout and hosed down our car. The lovely farm which we live in was sporting strong winds at this time. While it kept us cool under the brightness of the noon sun, the same winds made keeping a steady stream of water tricky and sent numerous drops of water flying every which way splashing me and kiddo! Grinning, I walked over and grabbed Kitten’s hands and wrestled the spout playfully with her sending water all over us and drenching us completely. We laughed until we nearly cried hugging each other and at that moment, I felt it. Our connection had never been stronger. I kissed her tenderly sopping wet, with not a care in the world. My Kitten is the one my heart belongs to, my home.

I pressed my cheek next to hers and pointed to the side of the car that the water sprayed over. The spray created a beautiful optical illusion bursting into different colors. She babbled in my ear “Rainbow…” grinning. I whispered softly to her “Yes Kitten, it’s a sign welcoming you home”. She burst into loving giggles and kissed my cheek, and in that moment, I knew that she was so happy and basking in my love.

Finally somehow, we were able to finish washing the car and happily went back into our tiny home. I knew I had to write here and share this wonderful experience. It doesn’t take a grand gesture, not that they don’t work,  to reconnect with someone. I have learned in the seven wonderful years I’ve spent with my Kitten that the best way is to practice Togetherness in everything you do. Yes, even the most mundane task, like cleaning your car can be used as a way to deepen your bond. I know every time we do things together, my D/s relationship with Kitten gets stronger.

That’s all for now, dear friends, I will see you all soon. Have a wonderful day and fair winds to you all!

 

Much Love,

Captain Taliron Quinn