It’s not often you see snow in the late days of March but that was the case last night. My sub and I (that has a nice ring to it!) decided after some flirty texting to meet for a quickie spanking (I’ll call it a spankie) at nearly 3am. He had complained of not being … [Read more…]
I’m not usually superstitious but I’ve been waiting to announce my most recent happenings. “…We have to squeeze a lot of frogs before we find that prince who says ‘Thank you, Mistress harder.‘ I couldn’t have said it a moment sooner as I believe I have found a potential submissive. In actuality he is a … [Read more…]
I finally stopped being anti-social last night and headed out to the city for a night with some fellow kinksters. It was my first meeting with the group so I brought along my most trusted entourage members: the fiance and my best male friend. It’s funny to see my vanilla man in these situations as … [Read more…]
I almost forget how much I enjoy seeing the look on my new bf’s face when we are playing. It’s a heavenly mixture of fear and arousal that gets me wet just thinking about it. We’ve been playing on and off when we see each other at night. One night he begged me to spank … [Read more…]
I imagine if vampires were real this must be what they feel like. This ebb and flow of urgency that runs thru them undetected by others. I feel the urgency today. I feel the need to spank, bite, spit, slap. I feel the Dominant side in me raging against all that I portray today. It is like … [Read more…]
For those of you who don’t know my slave and I are embarking on a task this week…it’s a 24/7 Live-In Environment Trial. So far we are doing well and I like it very much. But usually before bed he has to complete a ‘Nightly Ritual’ with me. It is pretty standard but whenever we … [Read more…]
I kneel for no one. But tonight I did… I knelt for him; my slave. As part of an ongoing journal keeping exercise I assign tasks to my slave on a weekly basis. This week’s task was a hard one: he was to be my Master for one day (24 hours) and I was to be … [Read more…]
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 … [Read more…]
