My puppy is back and it’s been an adjustment for us both. I couldn’t help but chuckle softly as I was watched him express genuine over-the-top anger at the video game he was currently playing as he cursed and threw down the controller. It made me laugh until I caught myself mid thought, ‘He needs … [Tell me more…]
It’s been exactly 110 days since my puppy and I arrived back from overseas and I can’t believe time has passed so quickly. He started his second segment of training a few weeks after arriving and while we started out like a freight train, we’re having a little trouble getting over the bumps we’ve reached. … [Tell me more…]
I said the words more sternly than I had intended but I still enjoyed the effect of his wide eyes and immediate obedience. He stripped down to his undies and stood before me hands neatly behind his back. I looked down at the underwear disapprovingly over the rim of my glasses. “You won’t be needing … [Tell me more…]
The longer I am without BDSM the more I yearn for it. I unconvincingly have tried to lie to myself and say “You don’t need this” but fuck it: I do. This is my life. This is who I am. For now anyway… Which is why I’m going to meet a new potential slave next week. … [Tell me more…]
It’s funny how when you first embark on something new and unfamiliar you find yourself trying to predict what will befall you. Sometimes, I try to think of the most absurd things happening and then try to plan ahead for that. I am a planner with things that are important to me. I try to … [Tell me more…]
It seems I’ve done enough busy blogging and avoiding talking about the issue at hand with my slave. Thanks to everyone who has written inquiries. I’ll give you the cliff notes. The verdict is in: My slave “really really cares” …Or so that’s his excuse for invading my privacy. The issue with slave 2 mushroomed … [Tell me more…]