Owning a slave is much like owning a bike. You don’t just loan your bike to anyone. Maybe your sister (after insistent begging), your neighbor and your best friend. I did the latter. I let my friend play with my slave last night. She had begged and begged and since I was feeling nice I … [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…]
It’s only been 3 days since I last wrote but it feels like I have been missing very important therapy sessions. Writing in general has always calmed me, helped me make sense of otherwise messy thoughts, and just downright feels and sounds good. I also like the sound of keys clacking immensely. But what could … [Tell me more…]
I saw my slave tonight (as do I most nights) and he was all smiles. That’s one of the things I adore about him; he always has a very disarming smile on his face. So, after some training… He made the bed, rubbed my feet, kissed all over my body…and then we began our ritualistic … [Tell me more…]
The Thinking Dominant usually has some pretty interesting questions to pose. The latest ones are no different. Though I have to admit I have been avoiding answering these questions since they’ve been posted in February…I haven’t wanted to offend anyone but I think I’m ready to answer them honestly. I hope that people reading these … [Tell me more…]
Thursday night was a pleasant night, filled with tiny surprises throughout. I had a busy, busy day. I attended a privately run BDSM costume party in Philly to photograph the event. The drive there was fun (I find driving very relaxing), the party was astonishing for such a small get-together, and the costumes were just … [Tell me more…]
You know your slave is doing a good job when he stops you in your tracks and he isn’t even there… Today walking thru my kitchen I paused briefly because I thought I smelled my slave. Yes, I said smell. I have a very keen sense of smell and often associate smells with people. My … [Tell me more…]
I was having a very heated debate online today (and yes, I know arguing on the internet is like running in the Special Olympics…) but sometimes I like to get my blood boiling. Today was a just a mild disagreement, no harm was done =). But an ignorance just on the cusp of the scene … [Tell me more…]