Chaos and then There is Chaos

Hello all and good afternoon, or evening, or even morning. My god you all are so spread out around here.

Continuing the whole Chaos theme and thread this afternoon.

As you may have noticed in the past sometimes my mind rambles at full tilt inside my head. And today is no different. So many things that I think you all might find intereting until I go and bore myself with the thoughts and just go back to listening to music ( Currently the Daredevil movie sound track) and watch some sort of porn ( Currently 3D hentia vids) but other than that is is raining outside and I am home alone.

Okay the pervert in row three is wondering what I am currently wearing....jesus.... well....actually I am rather into my self today. I put on a corset, white, that isn't too tight and cups my breasts nicely. Matching crotchless panties, why, they were in the drawer and I figured what the hell. Garters and stockings, again white, with ballet slipper and all covered with a long sheer robe. So anyone of you stopping by, there might be sex. Oh and before I forget...One and a half inch diameter buttplug and a sliver bullet inside my puss. Might as well enjoy myself.

Okay. Well there was a time, lately, I thought this whole Dominatrix thing was in my past and this whole Domme thing I should lay to rest. I don't want to train people any longer. And if approached I want people already up to speed with thier needs and desires. And yet things seem to happen. It would appear that I've gained a new brood. One in her mid forties, one in her late thirties, one in her early thirties, two about 24 and one just turned 21. Now this isn't the whole naked subs busily working to clean my home from tio[ to bottom and beging for attention and wanting the whole domination and punishment thing. No. This is more social. The lot of us have different interests and love of things material or artistically. One simply wishes to be my pet. Two are eager to gain my attention and affection. One simply enjoys being with me with no strings attached, one is trying to regain my trust, and the last just needs to have a weekend once in a while when she makes no decisions and has a list of chores that need to be done correctly or she earns correction time.

Interesting thing is that we can gather socially and at events and fit in perfectly. Yes we can go to a charity event or go to a goth bar and fit in anywhere we go. Which is enjoyable. And occasionally I take them all with me to a gather of other dominants to show that I am still relevant and it is earned bu the number of sub poachers there are. My girls know all the rules and how to act in that environment. They make me proud.

And yes we do, from time to time, gather privately and they can wear thier collars and do chores and be disciplined and beg for attention and have desires and fantasies played out.

But some of that is on hold at the moment.

On Valentines Day I was dressed to go to dinner at one of my favorite restaurants on Rush street. It is something that I've done since my first real girlfriend broke up with me and moved away. I always go alone and enjoy myself. So there I was all ready when my mother calls and tells me she is not feeling well and can I come and take her to the ER.

Well it took sometime with me living in the city again but upon arriving she wasn't herself and we headed over. And Mother decided to have a Heart Attack that evening. Now she came through the angioplasty like a trouper and was out in four days. Other medical issues had to calm down before she could go home. And she decided that it would be best if I stayed with her for the first week. Which I did without hesitation (but thanks mom). Mom is healing and I finally got paroled once I threatened my older brother's wife that she had to help out. I am continuing to go over during the day but now at least four nights I get to sleep at home.

The girls (brood girls) have been great. Some, the ones mom has met before actually stopped by with food and flowers. Good girls and winning brownie points. So I finally get my Valentines Day Dinner. It was lovely and not very crowded since it wasn't Valentines Day. And as I was receiving my dessert someone approached my table and simply said... "I wondered if you had stopped coming here."

And enter my significant other from the past. Freshly divorced from her wife of seven years and in a custody battle over the children. And yes she now lives back in Chicago and is teaching at one of the Universities in town. (Wonderful) She sat down and ordered wine and a dessert and chatted like we had just seen each other yesterday. A bit unnerving but I never allow myself to look caught off guard but she knew she had made an impact.

So as the world turns I go from being almost nun like (I know, I know) to having a brood yet again and my old heart throb back...I know I am paying for some grand evil I've done in the past. And as I sit here almost getting off from the toys stuffed inside me I can almost laugh about the whole thing...I think. No I haven't gone out with her but we have talked two or three times about stuff. Chris (my early thirties woman) has made it her personal goal to arrive at my home sometime after 9PM and stay for coffee in the morning. Which has been a comfort and a bit of fun as well. (She is from the all white gang of past posts) She has figured out how to dress for me each evening which is rather special in my eyes.

Anyway see what you get when there are those of you who want to know more about me and my life...sometimes I blather on and on...Yes another novelette. Have a good evening or rest of the day...

Later all

Faith