I was Roofied

Sorry, no witty title today. Plain and Simple, I was roofied.

Last night I went to the Silver Fox Inn with my husband and girlfriend to celebrate the number of nice things that have happened to us this month including my girlfriend passing her Roller Derby assessments from Fresh Meat into Rookie and Sir's getting a job that will pay for him to go to school for certification.
I don't remember much but from what I was told we were having a great time, and I had made the statement that I was having a lot of fun because we hadn't been out on a date in so long.

I hadn't been drinking. I did order a Guiness but after a couple of sips I decided on a ginger ale instead with my burger. I didn't think about my ginger ale being behind me while I watched Sir and Pup play pool. It wasn't an alcoholic drink so I figured naively that no one would bother it.
I was wrong.

I started to feel queasy and a little dizzy. At first I wondered if I had somehow eaten something I was allergic to. Then my tongue began to go numb and I felt out-of-it and tired.
It was the blunt honesty that I have with Sir that saved me. I told him how I felt and he recognized the signs immediately from the days he was a bouncer and an EMT.

The rest of this telling is what was relayed to me as I do not remember.
Once in the car Damon checked my eyes and the dilation was off. He then instructed Pup to keep me awake while he ran to the store and then took us home. He carried me up the 3 flights of stairs to our apartment, changed my clothes, and kept to the arduous task of keeping me awake for the next few hours to ensure that I wouldn't fall asleep and either 1. choke on my own vomit or 2. not be able to wake up...

What I do remember after that is waking up on the couch to Sir and Pup watching over me and telling them how tired I was. I honestly thought I had suffered some sort of allergic reaction to food or food poisoning and taken a benadryl and just didn't remember passing out on the couch. I asked Pup how work went and later learned that me asking and continuing a conversation we'd had 6 hours prior scared her badly.

I told Sir how tired I was and after he made me drink some water, he took me to bed. It wasn't until he woke me up because he was holding me so tight it was uncomfortable that I knew something was very wrong.
Finally he told me I had been roofied and I slowly pieced my night back together.
Sir blamed himself. He said as my husband and Dom he should have been more aware of my safety.
I blamed myself, I should have been smart enough to watch my drink.
My dear friend Leeanne pointed out the falacy in these beliefs. Its the fault of asshole who drugged me. I shouldn't HAVE to watch my drink. I shouldn't HAVE to be worried about being drugged.

I thought as a married woman, with people she was openly and obviously in a relationship with, and not drinking alcohol, I was safe. I wasn't
Sir explained that he had seen it happen many times that some people put drugs in other people's drinks because they think its funny to watch them afterward - not necessarily to date rape them.

I share this story because its scary to know someone is out there doing this to another woman...or man.

The following is an article for teens, but it pertains to all people. I wasn't date-raped but I do sympathize with one of the girls interviewed, Jada, who was drinking water and thought because it wasn't an alcoholic beverage there was no need to watch it.
What it Feels Like to be Drugged

My plea to all people going out - be careful. Watch your drinks, watch your friends - be clear of the warning signs of someone who has been drugged. That's what kept me from getting hurt is the care and awareness of my loved ones.

P.s. Roofie jokes are no longer funny

Another Reason Why Nerds don't get Laid

Sir Phryxus loves blacksmithing (don't know if that's a word) and one of his blacksmith friends posted this on Facebook. His response "Oh that's hot!"
I looked and pointed out there is a hole (on the left hand side) for him to stick his penis in.
Sir: "Yes, yes there is."
I gave him a weird expression, "You'd fuck an anvil?"
Sir: "No, I just wanna beat on it...with a hammer...don't give me that look."

Why Nerds don't get laid

Alright, I now know why nerds don't get laid.

While Sir and I were participating in some manual foreplay he was being a little rough on my clit. I told him it wasn't a joy stick...and this was a queu for him to break into the Super Mario soundtrack and sound effects o.o
Yea I promptly told him Princess Peach was no longer interested in his toadstool play...

Now...before you judge Sir too quickly, this was sort of pay back.
While going down on him a while back I took the notion into my head and went "Rawr Rawr RAWR!"
He looked at me as if I was crazy and I explained by saying "Rawr Rawr RAWR Godzilla!"
This did not seem to explain well so I pointed to his erect penis and said "Tokyo Tower!"
He was not happy with my humor. ^_^

To Sir With Love 1

So I just added Nic Buxom's comics to my Kinky Entertainment list --->

And read this one and thought of my loving Husband/Daddy/Dom/Master/Sir/Slave...er...forget that last one.

So...
to add to the list of reasons of why I have the bestest DaddyDom in the whole worlds
Last night we had sex ^_^
What? That's not enough you say?
Well how about I explain

I've had the shittiest 2 weeks in the world.
So to add to my despair I just got off my period...make that the second period I've had this month...yea I'm going to the clinic asap.
So, I haven't been having sex because I've been bleeding like a stuck pig and cramping like crazy. Normally, Sir Phryxus doesn't mind having sex with me on my period but we were both worried about my health so we didn't this time...which made me more stressed.
So last night we had sex ^_^ First time in little over a week and man did I need it! Oh and I want to add I had sex while sucking on my brand new pink paci ^_^

Also, Sir got me drunk last night.
Yup! We had drunken sex, which hasn't happened since our honeymoon lol.
I just want to thank him and the waiter at Amigos for my raspberry margarita and the people at Fridays for making bottled Mudslides that you just add ice to...you all are wonderful people.

Benefits Show without the benefits...

Last night Sir phryxus and I went to a benefits show a Fuzzy Holes that was being held for the family of Siryn who died recently. The bands that played included Nightfalls and The Mad Divine.
I'll say right now that though I;m a large fan of the idea of benefits shows, communities coming together to help the family who has lost someone, that's great, I am not a fan of going to them nor am I a fan of the music played.

I went last night because Sir told me I had to...and I came up with a t-shirt idea because of it...
You know those shirt that say "I'd Rather Be Golfing" or the nerdy ones that say "I'd Rather Be Raiding"? well after the morning I had practicing my Domme side online I came up with "I'd Rather Be Pissing Down My Sub's Throat"...I sent it to Synn, he agrees I should have that shirt lol.

I got a lap dance (actually I got 2 because it was 2 for 1 and Sir was working the lights) from dancer Midnight who is adorable. She ended off by kissing my cheek and leaving a big red lipstick mark on it lol.
This would have made my night and let me go home with at least a sense that I had a good time...but...

2 women who were there with their husbands/boyfriends were there, presumably because it was a benefits show for someone they knew or something...one of the older men had been watching me get a lap dance and even the dancer, Midnight, was squicked out by him. He goes and sits with his presumably wife, and suddenly the three women at the table are doing something I have sadly seen often...
Women who go to strip clubs fall into 2 categories, in my opinion.
1 are women who are there to just enjoy it. Even if they aren't lesbian or bi they're still having fun just hanging out and maybe teasing their boyfriend or whatever, its no big deal because they know the dancers are just working.
2 are women who come to the strip club for whatever reason, and spend the whole time thinking they are better than every girl they see because they are not willing to take their clothes off in public. When they see a guy get a dance, they see it as cheating or a weakness and when they see a girl get a dance it pisses them off.

These three women that pissed me off....fall into the second category. They talked about me for the entirety of the Nightfalls segment, me and another girl who got a lap dance. I distinctly heard the word skank, and some other dirty looks and words were passed.
It pissed me off...so by the time Nightfalls was over and Sir was done working, I was ready to go. He wanted to have another beer and relax so I went and got a soda to cool off...and got hit on at the bar...which pissed Sir off, not because I'm not allowed to receive compliments but because the guy assumed that I was a dancer. Sigh you can kind of see a trend here.

So we left but didn't want to go home...so Sir called this girl we've been talking to for a while and asked if she wanted to hang out. We agreed, nothing big, just grab some coffee. I hadn't hung out with her in a while and have an uber crush on her...she's gorgeous! I spend a 45 minute car ride thinking about how I didn't dress up, I'm in a long sleeve t-shirt and jeans, a hat and no make up. At least I showered and shaved and ironically wearing some of my sexiest underwear...
We get to her town and need directions from the exit to her house...we called like 20 times over the next 45 minutes...nothing. I left 2 messages and a couple text messages...nothing...we got stood up...

Went home, feeling depressed, had sex, and Sir, I think partially to cheer me up, joined IMVU. So I showed him around and then passed out after giving out rain checks to the mistresses who approached me on there.
My IMVU account: MimiPhryxus
Daddy's IMVU account: SirPhryxus

So yea...I'd say it was a Benefits Show without the benefits...sigh.
And Now I have to get this stupid black mark on my hand that I got even though I didn't even drink last night...sigh...

14 Day Sex Challenge: Day 2

Story/Age you lost your virginity

I was 19 years old and it was on January 17th, 2009 with Sir Phryxus ^_^

I had always noticed boys and liked boys but by the time I knew what sex was (long after I had figured out masturbation...and been told I would go to hell for it) I had already been told about all the nasty things you could catch having sex (STDs, AIDS, and what my mother called K.I.D. lol). So I didn't have sex for the same reason I didn't do drugs - I just knew the first time I did it something terrible would happen.

Now, before I go on, I want to say that I was raped before this happened. It was date-rape with a boy I had been in love with for a number of years. So when Sir and I had sex, I wasn't medically a virgin (then again I prolly wasn't medically a virgin since I was eleven and started using tampons) but I still count it as my first time.

Sir and I had fooled around a few times but I was terrified by the actual act of coitus. He understood and was patient (a strange concept as he was what his mother calls a Slutpuppy before he met me). I ended up going out of state for Christmas that year and missed him sooooo much. Before I returned I made the decision that I was going to do it. I called him and told him so and he asked if I was sure and I said I was.

When I returned on January 16th I was too exhausted to do more than shower and pass out so Sir Phryxus and I just held each other all night.
The next night I made sure I was clean, shaved, and wearing the prettiest underwear I owned (not much then because I had yet learned the art of lingerie shopping). He was so gently and took things slowly. It hurt (because I was tiny) and I panicked when he entered me so he held me then until I was ready and whispered how much he loved me and how wonderful I was and so on in my ear.

I wont say it was amazing...or that the second time was. The third time was AWESOME and has been since ^_^

My Odd Thanksgiving

What a Thanksgiving! I visited with family, ate way too much, had amazing sex with my wonder Daddy Dom and watched WallE!
Then we got a text asking us where we were...
Huh?
There was a party that a few people were supposed to invite us to but all assumed someone else had >.<
The local strip club, Fuzzy Holes, which we love. (see the website and visit the club to find out why ^_^)

It was a Thanksgiving/Black Friday party for the strippers and friends. We're friends of the owner, Anita, and the DJ, Lee. Sir Phryxus used to work there as a bouncer back in the day.
Sir's cousins were also there (but for the sake of privacy can I just call them Jason and Nora). They are regulars to the Hole and sort of kinksters as well (in a light way).

We played Kings - Hell House rules...I'll try and explain the rules as I remember:
Shuffle a deck of cards and leave them splayed out among the players. Each person picks a card and it goes on until all the cards are done.

Joker - you get to pick someone in the group to be your slave and they must do whatever you like until the game is over
King - guys drink
Queen - girls drink
Joker - truth or dare
10 - take 2 drinks
9 - Play You Drink (point at someone and say "You Drink" and they drink)
8 - Make a Rule (ex. Everyone must bless themselves before they drink, if they do not they must then bless themselves and take a second drink)
7 - Nose game (the last person who touches their nose has to take a drink)
6 - Never have I ever (everyone holds out 3 fingers and starting with the person who draws the card they say never have I ever (done something) and those who have done it must put down a finger. Person with no fingers left first must take a drink)
5 - Hands down (last person to put hands on the table takes a drink)
4 - Hands up (last person with hands up takes a drink)
3 - Catagories (ask a multiple choice question and it goes around where everyone must give an answer. If they take too long or don't have an answer, then that person must take a drink)
2 - take a drink
Ace - Everybody drinks

I might have gotten a few of those mixed up but whatever. Have fun.

By the end of the night, Sir was teaching Nora and a cross dresser how to dance on a pole (he's actually quite good at it...), Nora was down to her thong, one of the dancers was fondling my boobs, everyone LOVED my absinthe cupcakes, and I almost fell asleep on one of the dance couches haha.

It was a great night. I have pics but the red and black lighting didn't do enough so everyone looks like blobs.