Goodbye old friend
I was wearing an improvised collar and he attached a belt-like thing to it. As he forced me on my hands and knees, he pulled the lead and had me follow him. In the corridor …
I was wearing an improvised collar and he attached a belt-like thing to it. As he forced me on my hands and knees, he pulled the lead and had me follow him. In the corridor …
You know how dreams are. When you think of them and try to remember details or how they started, they don’t make sense. Or the details in those dreams don’t make sense. A couple of …
Every morning, when I wake up, I take my phone and write a few sentences. It always starts with “good morning Sir”. The words that follow are an affirmation of my submission. The words might …
There are many crazy things I do. Some end well and lead to something good, amazing really. Like when I decided to travel to another country, to not only meet a man, but to spend …
…I started my journey into D/s. Back then I was seeing a Dom in England, getting to know my way around the community and was getting to know people from Twitter. Mostly online, but some …
Yesterday I was sitting on the couch, reading. Well, to be perfectly honest, I was holding a book, looking at the words, but my mind had wandered off to some other place. I was thinking …
It finally happened. He said it would happen one day. But somehow I couldn’t imagine it. But the day came earlier than I thought it would. We had a fight. I’m not sure that is …
The other day I saw a retweet. Sadly I didn’t star it and of course was not able to find it again. So all I can do is to paraphrase it. The original tweet said …
For this week’s Wicked Wednesday I have decided to simply share a picture of my curves and my bruises, made by Michael. Enjoy! Enjoy other curves:
I have mention the belt on my blog before. I even wrote a story about it. “Tweet what item you’d want me to bring.” Those were his instructions, which I might have almost forgotten. Maybe …