Brandi

I’ve been gone so long, I don’t even know where to start. I can tell you a lot has happened since I last wrote. I’m going to start off by pointing out that I have a new look for my blog. The pink haired icon is so me with my neon pink wig. The wigs in general have been fun to play dress-up and roleplay. My own hair has grown back in enough that i can tell my natural hair color. It is dark blonde/light brown…I can’t decide which. I definately like my blonde hair best.

Having fun with my new hair is probably the least important thing that has come out of the accident. The biggest, most important event is the settlement I got from the accident. The guy that hit me has to pay a good deal of money for the “pain and suffering” he caused me.

My dad hired the lawyer to protect me and I’m grateful that he did. My dad still exerts a lot of control over my life. For example, the money I got from the accident. He’s acting as my financial advisor and taken control of my money. His suggestions have the force of a law for me, I would no more defy him than Newton’s apple would defy gravity. Why, you may ask yourself, would an independent, adult woman kowtow to her father like this? I have a number of reasons. Because obedience is as much a part of my makeup as my blue eyes. Because I know he has my best interest at heart. Because I am not the best at money management (OK, frankly, I am one of the worst people I know for spending money frivolously). The first thing I thought of when I found out about the money was “YAY, I can afford breast implants.” Not the most sensible purchase I could make, is it? I’m still trying to figure out a way to get enough money from him for the surgery. Explaining a 10k expenditure at a doctor’s office would be difficult. I’m trying to think of a go around so that he doesn’t know. Yes, my obedience is laced with a very slight bit of deceit but only when I want to spare his feelings.

There is a lot more to fill you in on but that has been the biggest event. I still have no master and no boyfriend. I’ve had a lot of play time in private dungeons and intent voyeurism in my favorite public dungeon. I went to a shibari workshop. I need to practice now and have been using the male submissives at the public dungeon, they are a willing bunch of men. Most of them want to make me their goddess. I just roll my eyes at that, I love topping but I was not put on this earth to dominate. It is more alien to me than the hentai fantasies that I love.