Alright, not posted for a week so here goes. Since my last post, Frank and I had dinner on wed night, it was very nice. He came down my way, he’s a sweetheart,, he lives about 10 city blocks from me, to have dinner. He was tired and he made it easy and suggested a place just a block away from me. After dinner we ended up back at my place. And before you even think about it, nope, nothing sexual happened, unless if you count him petting me, and get me in a happy place… We watched a bit of TV, and relaxed on the couch cuddled up. He had to get up for work earlier than I, so as we were hugging night, he noticed how much of a “happy place” I was, I said sorry, and thats what happens when I get petted. So, he was off, and had to go out of town for the weekend, so off he went. Now, we been out a few times and still have not had our clothes off. Not sure why, he handsome, nice bod, and other nice items from what I hear. So, why have I not humped his leg yet (well besides the hug night oops)? Well, guess he’s a nice southern boy, and he’s being a southern gentleman about things. That I can respect, and I do let the other make those types of decisions, so I’ll just have to wait to see on the next few rounds of “dating”.

Now, pup has found a new toy, nope, not Frank, well at least not yet that is… I was thinking about what Mark did over the last time I went camping, and such. With in regards to CBT. Now, I am going a bit adult here for a moment, close your eyes if your under age… I started thinking about the feeling of having the balls stretched, tapped, etc. I thought about it, and went out and bought a ball stretcher, level 1 the 1 inch tall. I bought a neoprene one, cause read a few things on them and they were supposed to be comfortable to wear and you could use them “under” another if need be. Well, after a bit on Monday night of crushing and squeezing, I got them in, and was nice until I moved a certain way then one of the balls would pop out… bugger. I decided to put my 5 speed leather cock ring around it to help hold them in place, and that did the trick. So, after a few hours I took it off and went to bed. I had it on from the time I got home to time I went to bed rest of the week, minus Wed night dinner and TV with Frank. Friday night, I went out to meet Mark for a drink, and did not wear it then, cause I put on jeans and it would have been a “VERY” tight spot to get them without killing everything. So, Saturday I put it back on after I got up at like 10am, and had it on when I put my kilt on to got met a friend at a bar for a drink that night. I took it off before walking home from the bar. Then on Sunday, well, it was on for nearly 13 hours and it was fine all the time. Just me bouncing them ever once in a while, moving in the computer chair, etc, but thats normal.

So, maybe in a few months or so, I can move to level 2, and really have some fun. As one of the boys from my MMO I play was talking about me getting a parachute and some weights to help it out. Then found out another of the MMO boys, is already at a level 2. So, seems I’ll be doing a bit of toy shopping here after I get back from camping. Cause the next thing I need to do is get some items to get back to FF again.

Well, not sure if Frank knows what he will be getting himself into with this pup. We definitely need to talk about what I am all about. Last train wreck (ex husband of 6 years) I don’t want to happen again. So, I have to lay most of it out for him within next few times I see him. I don’t want expectations of any kind. I have to let him know, I can’t do monogamy, I do need to play, be it with him or able to play without him, that is his decision. I am a playful pup. I do like to wind up guys and let them go, get them frustrated. Makes me a evil pup, I know. But I do go back to my Owner/Handler. And I do need leather play sometimes, not every single time, but more than vanilla.

Give you an example of what I mean by I’m a playful pup. The one Sunday I met Frank out, and we were up to 1AM. I had my kilt on, and was standing in the bar, and one guy, cute, nicely built, furry, or as I like to classify him as “doable”. Asked on what I had underneath and I told him Fur. Then he was looking in his pockets for change, Frank reached in his pocket and handed a quarter to him, which he did the oops, I dropped change so I have to pick it up trick. Then a while later, his husband comes over with him and they start chatting a bit. I get pulled away from Frank, and the two other boys get a bit touchy/feely, with me, so I return it a bit. They go downstairs, and I go back to Frank, which he kind of pushes me away, and I told him, just playing, or something like that. Then I spent the rest of the night focused on Frank, making it up to him. I normally give all my attention to the one I am with, but need to be playful sometimes. Not like I go playful 90% of the time I am out with someone.

Now, I posted before the cleanup, about way I have been with someone before, and don’t mind it all and shows what I mean. When you walk in the bar, get slapped on the back or ass and am told, “go play”. Thats fun. Then there are other times the Owner/Handler will grab the collar or something else, and tell me “no playing”, and then I stay put at his side total attention on him. As much as this protective pup can do, while still keeping eye out all around.

Enough ranting today…

Hawk/pup

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