As I type this I can hear his pathetic whimpers from inside the closet. “Mistresssss…..Miss…” he trails off breathlessly. I refuse to answer. Especially after I’ve specifically told him today not to call me ‘Mistress’ that I wasn’t in fact his ‘Mistress’. “All of this is a fucking game, I’ve never wanted to be a … [Read more…]
5th January My first experience of chastity came in October of this year, when Mistress first locked me up, initially for short periods increasing slowly. Over time that had developed gradually to where I have been wearing the device everyday since just before Christmas, only being allowed out when Mistress wants to use her property, … [Read more…]
Is not to panic. I tell myself this internally over and over a few times as I strain to concentrate on the television. My puppy lays just under my chin, his soft brown tresses brushing my lips. “Right Mommy?” Shit, he’s asked me something and I’ve completely missed it while inside my own head. “Mmm hmmm,” … [Read more…]
As many of my readers know I am involved in a polyamorous relationship. There’s me in the eye of the storm, my vanilla boyfriend, Locs, my bf turned kinky play partner, and now the newest addition of my beautiful puppy. It’s a lot to handle at times…sometimes too much to handle. When puppy came to … [Read more…]
She gives me a stern look while we sit on the couch. I wait for corrective action in the form of a face slap, a forceful pinch, or a swift but deliberate pull of my hair but it doesn’t come. I look around and see my friends are still talking, oblivious to my darkened thoughts. … [Read more…]
He can’t satisfy me and that’s okay…well at least not with his cock. It’s been no secret that since I became sexually active in my teens that I always craved bigger and ‘better’ cock. At first it started innocently enough (that’s how I like to remember it anyway) and I just loved big dicks. I … [Read more…]
The role of Susie Homemaker has never appealed to me. I hate dishes I loathe ironing And window washing?! Death by watching paint dry please! But I’ve found I love vacuuming, it’s soothing. Dusting makes it easy for me to be excited by the visible progress and wiping the kitchen down creates a aura of … [Read more…]
I’ve written and re-written this entry about my meeting with my English puppy but nothing has felt right. Nothing has been able to convey the sheer level of connection that we experienced in his short time here. I can only describe it as serendipity. We met online by chance. We live nearly 4,000 miles apart … [Read more…]
I want him. Hard, fast, deep…with me. Inside me. Any way I can get. Any way that has my hands around his throat and my fingers in his mouth. I want him. In between my legs, dripping on my tongue. Hot and sticky. It’s a stand off against time now, who will break first, crying … [Read more…]