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stroke your prehensile spermatophore-depositing tube for deidre

Because of today's news release about catching film of a live giant squid for the first time deidre's been doing research on the fascinating creatures. she loves calamari, it's just about her favorite food, and she would be in tastebud heaven if she actually had hundreds of pounds of squid just waiting to be eaten, but the creatures themselves just seem amazing even if their taste is disregarded.

Scientists have been hoping to study these beautiful creatures for years. Giant Squid carcasses have washed up on beaches or been found in the stomachs of sperm whales, but live ones have rarely been seen by those other than fisherman. The part that really pisses deidre off is that they finally have the opportunity to bring one to the surface and what do they do? Do they tag it and release it back into the ocean? No. Do they attach a camera to it somehow to record what it does? No. They kill it! They have one for the first time and they just butcher it.

Anyway, as deidre was looking up articles she came across one in wikipedia. The following paragraph made her laugh. More specifically the italicized part of the first sentence.

The reproductive cycle of the giant squid is still a great mystery, but what has been learned so far is both bizarre and fascinating; male giant squid are equipped with a prehensile spermatophore-depositing tube, or penis, of over 3 feet (90 cm) in length, which extends from inside the animal's mantle and apparently is used to inject sperm-containing packets into the female squid's arms — how exactly the sperm then is transferred to the egg mass is a matter of much debate, but the recent recovery in Tasmania of a female specimen having a small subsidiary tendril attached to the base of each of its eight arms could be a vital clue in the solution of this enigma. The giant squid lacks the hectocotylus used for reproduction in many other cephalopods.

deidre is reading this info outloud to Master, stumbling over the words as one does when reading something for the first time and she gets to the part that says "or penis" Well, damn it! why didn't they just say "penis" in the first place? It would've been a whole lot easier and (not that she'd ever be saying this to a giant squid) it sounds so much better to say, "deidre begs to be allowed to suck Your penis" than, "deidre begs to be allowed to worship Your prehensile spermatophore-depositing tube" Somehow the first one just rolls off of the tongue so much more easily.

made it!

We/we made it to Atlanta. It's only about an 8 hour drive, but We/we hit traffic and that made it seem even longer. Both of the dogs are really great about going on trips. Maggie's getting a little older though and having difficulty hoping up into the 4Runner, and Katie has this undying need to pant. She pants the entire way. All 8 hours. Katie's side of the car is on the passenger side, so it's 8 hours of panting right in deidre's ear. Fortunatly Katies knows the dreaded "look" and if she's given it she'll stop for about 15 seconds, so deidre supposes that it could be worse.

deidre was going to wait to do this until after Christmas when she had pictures of everything, but she has no content so she'll just do it now. Before she left St Pete she took pics of the presents that she'd already received.


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This is the set of journals that NiteFlirt sent to deidre. They are the perfect size for her purse or organizer and will work for taking notes or writing grocery lists etc. The journals that they sent last year are still pretty much unused and sitting in a file cabinet in St. Pete. deidre never does private handwritten journal writing anymore. she's sure that eventually she'll find some use for them though.

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These are some of the recent gifts from sissy4ladyd There's the nice big dong that he sent, a mini clit vibrator (which was a 2 pack) a Leonard Cohen CD and a wonderful pendant which contains Moonstone, one of deidre's favorite stones.

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This is the Luck Elephant that slave_karirenee sent to deidre. Thank you kari!

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These little duckies came from K. The match the duckies from her birthday that have party hats and cakes, and the ones from halloween that are "dressed" as witches, kitties, vampires, frankenduckies and ghosts. deidre wants to order a few more reinduckies so that she can have Santaduck in his sleigh pulled by his jolly team. Of course she will have to paint one of their beaks read so that he can be ruducky with his beak so bright.

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This is the Coffee Maker from slavemasterd (Thank You, MasterD!) deidre's only had one morning without it so far but she already misses it. The one here in Atlanta must be a leftover prop from "Honey, I Shrunk the Coffee Pot" It's very cute but only makes 4 cups at a time, which is actually only about a cup and a half of the mug that deidre uses.

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We/we have a real tree again this year for the second year in a row! deidre can't help but feel that somehow having a fake tree is cheating. A fake tree may have perfect limbs and the exact proper number of lights attached, but it's not the same. Before deidre met Master she used to live a short drive from the El Dorado National Forest. Trees grew well there and there were several Christmas tree farms. we'd all pile up in the truck and go tromping through the forest to find the perfect tree. Then we'd cut it down and drag it up to the little booth, pay for our new little tree friend, have some cider and take it home. A. always got to have a little potted tree of her own so that she could have something to decorate for her room as well.

Tonight after K got home from work the 3 of Us/us decorated this year's tree with lights and ornaments. Thank god deidre is around. If it wasn't for her the tree would be full of Star Trek, The Simpsons and Scooby Doo ornaments. It was okay when it was 2 bachelors celebrating Christmas together, but honestly a Christmas tree really needs a bit of a feminine touch so that it can be pretty. Now there are still cheesy bachelor decorations but deidre's added ornaments from her childhood, homemade shell ornaments and a few that she has begged and pleaded with Master to buy to offset the Bird of Prey and Enterprise that just don't seem to fit the theme too well. You can't see too well in the photo, but Our/our little tree seems just perfect now!


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This is the first year that We/we've left the cats behind. The cats usually travel in the rig right along with the dogs. They're lose so that they can move about and have their own litter box so that there aren't any messes. In Master's opinion though having them along on trips is a pain in the ass. Xavia behaves very well. She finds a soft out of the way place, lies down and stays there unless she has to go potty. MoonShadow cries and cries for the first half hour. Then she calms down a little bit. She roams from the front of the rig to the back, rubbing up against the dogs, helping Master drive (He actually puts her paws up on the steering wheel) or curled up on deidre's lap sleeping. All of that is really nothing though. Master stops every 2 hours to let the dogs have a break. They stretch their legs, have some water and go to the bathroom if they need to. As soon as the vehicle starts to slow, MoonShadow gets excited. she wants out. The last time We/we traveled up here she got her wish. Master kind of forgot that MS was in the car, opened the door to let the dogs in and the cat shot right out. deidre was inside the gas station at the time, and knew when she came out from the look on Master's face that something really bad must've happened.

The gas station We/we were at was, luckily, one of those places that's kind of isolated. There weren't a bunch of other stores or parking lots around however behind the gas station was a mechanic's garage. There were about 25 cars parked out in a field of dead weeds. There were hundreds of places for MoonShadow to hide and run to. She took advantage of a lot of them. At first deidre couldn't even find her. Then finally she saw her kitty crouched under a car. deidre tried to grab her but she'd just run under another car, dashing from tire to tire. After about 10 minutes deidre was in tears. Part of her knew that Master wouldn't decide to just leave with out the cat, but there was still a part of her that thought that at some point He would just lose patience and decide that it wasn't worth it. The cars that MoonShadow was scurrying to were getting closer and closer to a high chain-link fence. On the other side of the fence was what looked like an endless wooded area that MoonShadow could slip into and never be found again. deidre, who is normally calm in any situation, was beginning to freak out even more. Finally deidre was able to get close enough to MS that she could dive for the cat, grab a leg, even if the fucker ended up breaking, and catch the little shit before she got away again. It worked. deidre hasn't felt such and incredible release of fear in a long time. she was laughing and crying at the same time, basically hysterical.

Since then deidre's only been away from home once for a trip where the cats couldn't be left alone. It was back in June when she went to California to visit her family though and Master stayed home. He was there to keep them company, to feed and water them and to change the litter box so that they could have a clean potty place. This time they have no company except each other. As much as MoonShadow would like to deny it, her sister, Xavia does not like being pounced on out of the blue, she does not want to play, or be chased. In fact, deidre thinks that if cats are capable of hate then that is exactly what Xavia feels toward MoonShadow. Intense eternal feline hate. So they aren't really the best company for each other. deidre doesn't have to worry about their food, water or litterbox because a neighbor will be checking on them every other day just to make sure everything ok.

deidre guesses that the biggest problem really is that deidre misses them. she keeps walking past the bench in the foyer that MS hangs out on expecting to see her, but she's not there. The bed seems so big without Xavia stretching out to take up half (deidre literally means 1/2) of the bed. Poor kitties. Poor deidre. At least it's only another 7 days until she gets to go home knowing that MS and Xavia are both there, not having to worry for another 8 hour doggie-pant filled drive that one of them might get out or pooping when We/we've just left a place where it can be thrown away. Yeah yeah yeah...deidre knows. If the worst thing that happens to her today is that she's worried about her cats, who are well taken care of even when she's not there, then she's probably having a damn good day.

Art, Music, Gifts and MoonShadow

Master’s painting is almost done and so far deidre’s surprisingly happy with it. It’s simple, but bold and really does match His home quite well. she can’t wait for it to be done so that she can give it to Him.

A friend of deidre’s sent her a gift the other day. It’s a beautiful little crystal good luck elephant. Not only was the figurine itself very pretty, but the box that it came in was wonderful. It looks almost exactly like the box that Master’s ben wa balls are in, except that it’s green and has a cute little tassel on the front. deidre really likes it quite a bit and it will go perfectly with some of the other elephant figurines that Master’s mother used to collect.

Master finally broke down and purchased a television on Black Friday. It’s a 32 inch LCD that is now hanging on the wall in the living room. When He bought the house here in Florida He specifically decided not to buy a television because He didn’t want the distraction. He’d much rather be outside working in the yard or going to the beach than sitting in the living room.

The other day We/we were watching one of the public broadcasting channels and there was a concert by a group called Tonic Sol-Fa. It consists of 4 guys from Minnesota who’s music is a cappella. It’s really quite good. They’ve been performing for about 10 years now but have just released their first national CD. If you’d like to hear some of their music you can do so here.

The new TV has also caught the attention of MoonShadow. When she was a kitten MoonShadow used to sit with deidre and we’d watch LMN or Law and Order together. So far since being reintroduced to television MoonShadow seems to like Disney’s animated representation of Gershwin’s Rhapsody in Blue and PBS shows about the wild animals of Africa. deidre loves to watch MS as it catches her attention. During a show she likes MoonShadow will slowly inch closer and closer to the TV until she is finally as close as she can get and still see it. She’ll sit there perfectly still staring up at it, watching intently. It’s pretty funny. deidre will have to take a pic or two the next time she catches MoonShadow doing it.

MoonShadow was upset because she didn’t get to send anyone holiday greetings so here’s a little something from the cutest little kitty in the whole wide world.

New Pleasures

deidre has discovered the most wonderful new pleasure. There is a Gentleman that allows her to submit to Him through Niteflirt that she enjoys quite a bit. Recently He has been allowing her to spank her bottom nice and hard, over and over until both it and her hand are stinging and red. He then has her pull her hair hard forcing her forehead and then ear down to the floor with her ass high in the air. After she goes through this process several times, usually to the point where deidre is in tears, He allows her to rub her cunt and clit with her hand.

What an incredible feeling it is to have her ass still hot and red, to feel the tears running down her face onto the cool terrazzo, and to be allowed to feel the burning of her palm up against her juicy little pussy, while panting and then begging to be allowed to cum. deidre didn’t know there were so many kinds of heat. There’s the heat from exertion, from trying hard not to cum that makes her glisten with sweat. There’s the heat on her bottom and palm from the spankings. There’s the heat of her pussy nice and juicy wet, just begging for release. All of them combined together in one little place is such a simple yet intense pleasure that deidre can’t wait to be allowed to feel again.

financial slavery

When she thinks of financial slave the image of pathetic guys who have to give up their money to a goddess comes to mind. Some high powered business man who, instead of paying for things for his children and wife, spend all of his money on some woman so that he can feel validated. deidre doesn’t claim to understand the fetish, or the need which drives it, completely.


As strange as it is for her to think of herself as one, deidre is (among other things) a financial slave as well. It’s in a different way of course. deidre works for Master’s household, both to give tribute to Him as well as to cover His expenses for her presence at His feet. The need that is fed by doing so is different than the one that is fed by the boys who have their phone mistresses and chose when to pay, how to pay, and who to pay.


Before someone out there says, "…but deidre you DO have a choice…" she knows that ultimately she has a choice too. she can choose to work for Him or to leave Him, therefore it’s not really a choice. Yes, you have choices too. You can continue to live, or shoot yourself in the head. It’s the same thing. This entry isn’t about arguing about levels of slavery or choice etc. What it’s really about is Christmas and gifts.


As a financial slave deidre has no money except that which Master allows her. she no longer has credit cards or bank accounts in her name. Everything that she earns goes to Him. Because of this it’s difficult to be able to give Master things for Christmas or His birthday.


Last year she took a special photo and framed it for Him. This year she’s decided to make a painting to hang over the fireplace. Now, deidre is not an artist. she can be fairly creative when it comes to her use of words, or to taking photographs, but she is not visually creative. she took a watercolor painting class back in high school and there is still a horrid painting of what is supposed to be an old barn against a sunset sky hanging in her mother’s home, but it’s hanging there only because…well, deidre doesn’t actually know why mom put it up. It’s a really bad attempt at art.


When Master was gone on His last trip He left her some money which she used to pick up some supplies for this creation of hers. she bought canvas, paint, brushes, etc. Buying the stuff was easy. Coming up with an idea of what to paint was not. deidre knew what colors she wanted to use. she was hoping to use some of the same colors that are on the couch cushions and pillows.



Mixing colors is harder than deidre would’ve thought though. Yes, she can make purple, or orange, but getting them to be just the right shade is difficult. So deidre gave up on the idea of it being perfect.

Then Master found a photo of something that He really liked in the most recent issue of National Geographic. He went online to try to order a print of it, but couldn’t find it anywhere. deidre’s decided to paint Him something similar.

she’s half way finished with it now. It’s hard to find time to work on it when Master isn’t home and deidre isn’t working so it’s taking longer than expected as well but she plans on giving it to Him before we leave for Atlanta. she really hopes that He will like it for what it is rather than enjoying it solely because it’s something that His slave made for Him.

He’s told her over and over again that she doesn’t need to give Him anything. He enjoys each and every bit of herself that she gives Him on a daily basis, but when you give yourself every day it becomes commonplace, no longer as special as it is if only given on occasion. If deidre gave only herself to Him for Christmas or His birthday in the same way that she does every other day there is nothing to mark those days as extra ordinary for Him.

Besides, if deidre really is the natural slave that she seems to be, with submission itself being more of an instinct than a conscious act, the it’s no more of a gift than breathing or pissing. It just is and she wants to be able to give more than that as a way to recognize all that He has given to her. If it wasn’t for Him deidre may have never had all of those fake layers chiseled away so that she could be who she really is with no more pretending. He’s given her herself and that is so much more valuable than anything she could ever give in return.

Phantom of Lust

Hear that ladies? THE TEMPLE OF SEX. Come and worship within the temple. You shall be annointed with deidre's loooooooove juice. You shall be left weak from the awesome powers of ecstasy which flow through this body. You will scream with joy and tremble with pleasure.

LOL. Could it be any cornier?

Seriously though, you should come try it out. You need a little deidre in your diet. ;)

The Strap-on of Righteousness...

As soon as Master returns this afternoon, deidre will be booking her flight to Indiana for mid-January. It’s going to be so much fun to work with Miss Isabella. deidre can’t wait!! isabellaval has already come up with some wonderful ideas for some Domme/slave recordings but suggestions are always welcome.

Some of the ideas so far include deidre being hypnotized, naughty deidre’s visit to the principal's office, and deidre meets Miss Isabella’s strap on. Actually this last one makes deidre think of k8ydid’s strap on of righteousness so maybe the strap on idea can be combined with a religious scene where deidre has the holy spirit fucked out of her as she genuflects and begs for forgiveness. deidre REALLY likes that idea. she’s also wanted to do a…ahem… “consensual” rape scene for a while. How incredibly erotic would it be if she was raped by a woman instead of a man? Or a slave auction where deidre is sold on the block to the highest bidder. What will her new owner do with her? And of course, there’s orgasm denial, or forced orgasm, face slapping, hair pulling, throat fucking. What if deidre is hyponotized away from Master, turned into Miss Isabella's personal sex slave? or if Miss Isabella turns deidre into a lesbian? OMG the possibilities are endless!!

So, the floor is open, and suggestions are more than welcome. Of course they will have to be approved by both Master and Miss Isabella, but chances are that won’t be an issue. Let's see what those naughty minds can come up with!

Peppermint Pussy

Apparently when one combines deidre’s wet little pussy and her hot little asshole with nice big candy canes things get pretty messy. They melted!! Look here (NWS)

she did manage to get a few shots before her peppermint flavored juice started dripping all over the place though and has her holiday card for 2006 all ready to go.

One last thing. While the candy cane didn’t actually burn inside deidre’s ass it did give her a nice little tingle. When she’s better prepared she’s gonna have to try that again.

apology, coffee, and parties

deidre must apologize. she didn’t even think about how yesterday's post would make bella feel and that was wrong. deidre loves bella very much and knows that this girl is lucky to be able to still have such a wonderful person in her life. d’s terribly sorry for hurting her even more than she was already hurting.

Between talking with Master, vomiting up all of that emotional crap onto LJ yesterday, and chatting a little with bella, deidre is feeling an amazing amount better though.


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deidre’s had her new coffee maker for a few days now (thanks to slavemasterd) and it is an awesome little machine. deidre hasn’t yet used the timer function on it, but it has upgrades and features on it that her last one didn’t. For instance, it makes more coffee at one time which is great because deidre drinks a lot of it during the day. In Master’s eyes caffeine is a much more acceptable addiction than this girl’s former nicotine habit.

It also talks. Sort of. When the pot is done brewing it beeps 5 times to let deidre know. When the machine gets tired of being on, it beeps twice and turns itself off. It has a charcoal filter in it to filter out the chlorine and other toxins that the water company puts in it. It looks awesome with it’s stainless steel body with black accents. Hell, even Master likes it enough that He’s actually been having a cup or two here and there. Of course, He likes His with a few spoonfuls of Nestle Quick mixed in. Sometimes Master is just too cute. Shhh…don’t tell Him deidre said so though. He likes to maintain His Domly image.


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deidre’s written about her neighbors before. There are B&G right next door. He, G, is wonderful, very handy, and incredibly smart when it comes to making, building and fixing things no matter what it is. She. B, has several mental and intelligence issues including schizophrenia and what might be the early stages of Alzheimers. She is also the neighborhood gossip. She likes to watch out her window and never misses anything. They both have a rural southern sort of accent. Not the southern belle type. It’s more of a backwoods hick type.

Then we have J&A. deidre doesn’t know a whole lot about him, J, except what she’s heard from A. Nothing that she’s heard from A about J is good and deidre hates to judge people based on anything but what she learns from the person themselves. deidre does know that both J. and A. drink. A lot. A. is the person who wouldn’t stop calling deidre at all hours of the night the last time Master was gone. They each have one of those loud New Jersey accents.

Last we have K&O who are wonderful! They’re snowbirds though so they are only here for part of the year. K&O are the people who were kind enough to bring deidre coffee the morning after the coffee machine massacre. They’re from Canada so they have that Northern/Canadian accent.

Now that deidre’s described her neighbors to you she can get into the real story she wants to tell. Wednesday afternoon B&G returned from their Thanksgiving trip to Texas. Later that afternoon Master got a call from K&O saying, “Did you know that B thinks you are throwing a party for her birthday?” Well, no. Master didn’t know this and was a little confused. Shortly after that, B&G called wanting to know what time they should be here Friday night for the party, and to let Him know that they’d invited J&A.

So now, both sets of deidre’s crazy neighbors are coming over for a party that neither deidre nor Master knew was being thrown in His home. Master can’t back out of it because then He looks like some kind of asshole so He made sure that K&O would be coming too to sort of balance out the number of those who are sane.

Yesterday morning We/we went to the grocery store to pick up a cake, some snack making supplies, the card, balloons etc necessary for a party. We/we left to go there just a few moments after deidre finished writing that post from yesterday. Normally a trip to the grocery store sucks, but apparently somewhere around aisle 4 deidre started to focus on how much she loves party planning and started to feel better. By the time she was in the baking aisle she was feeling almost 100% again. What really helped the most was picking out the balloons.

deidre found the best balloons ever! They are supposed to be worms, but before they are blown up they look a bit like long skinny ribbed-for-her-pleasure condoms. deidre had to buy them, and yes, they are awesome. Evidently it doesn’t take a whole lot to make deidre happy.

Back to the story. Once We/we were home deidre started setting up meat trays, cheese trays, veggie trays, making up dips and drinks, lighting candles and blowing up balloons. By the time 5:30 came around everything was ready.

The food was good, the drinks were good, the company was…well…it was company. J&A drank almost an entire bottle of alcohol just between the two of them. A actually walked into one of the big sliding glass doors. They were loud an obnoxious like they always are. Everyone told funny stories about their pets. deidre’s cats by the way couldn’t stand either set of crazy neighbors, but loved the Canadians, so it’s not just deidre being mean.

In the end B enjoyed the party that Master was suckered into having for her. Finally by about 9:30 everyone was gone. The fridge is full of yummy stuff and Our/our life returns to normal. Master swears that He is never, ever doing anything again for B. There will be no more parties, no dinners, nothing. You know what? That is more than ok with deidre.


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This coming Monday deidre will only be taking part of the day off instead of the entire day like normal. One of her other finds at the store yesterday were giant candy canes. They’re nice and thick and about 10 inches long without the crook. deidre picked up 3 of them so that she can have some Holiday photos taken with them pushed deep inside her little ass and cunt. If they turn out deidre will post a few. she’s warning you now though to only look if you won’t find the site of deidre’s smooth shaven pierced pussy full of fat sticks of pepperminty goodness offensive ;)