I apologize beforehand for the length of this post, but I didn’t want to break it up into more pieces… We are back from Eroticon and after sleeping for almost twelve hours, I feel like my brain is willing to work again. I have a mountain of things to write, but I will not be Read More
I already posted this on Twitter, but wanted it as a post on my website too, as I think it is good to reflect on a past year, but mostly look forward to a new one. Looking back Top 3 posts of 2017 3. The Feel of an Anal Hook (2015) 2. Punishment: No Underwear Read More
A couple of week’s ago I started sharing the story of Master Douglas. I have received several comments on the story and I know some parts have not been received positively, a reaction I totally understand. I wanted to explain why I share it… Back in August of 2014, when Master Douglas and I started Read More
As Master T got in bed and reached for my night collar, I leaned forward so he could fastened it around my neck. Instead of lying back on my pillow, I rested my head in the crook of his neck, snuggling closer. I just wanted to be close to him. He ran his fingers up Read More
Fly me to the moon Let me play among the stars Let me see what spring is like on A-Jupiter and Mars In other words, hold my hand In other words, baby, kiss me Fill my heart with song and let me sing for ever more You are all I long for All I worship Read More
Today is mom’s funeral. We all knew this day would come, but it came quicker than we all anticipated. It hurts. I cannot tell you how much it hurts. There are no words… Mom fought like a tiger. From the day she learned that she had lung cancer, she fought. She tried every treatment they Read More
Written on 17.06.2017 The last months have not been easy. This might be an understatement. It started out in September 2016 when Master T started having problems with his prosthetic leg. Somewhere between then and halfway through December he also started having panic attacks and hyperventilated. He could not drive anymore, as the information from Read More
This: “Those that know me call me a masochist but I’m not sure… I like the endorphin rush and being able to take what’s given but I’m scared of the pain. Scared that it will hurt in a way that I can’t take.” This echoes exactly what I feel about pain, how I experience it Read More
I have written about porn on my blog a couple of times before, the first time back in 2010 when I still referred to myself in the third person and the last time I answered to a Wicked Wednesday prompt on porn. When I read the first post, a thought popped up: I cannot watch porn Read More
(Written on 12.02.2017) By now most people following me know that my mom is gravely ill and she is on ‘borrowed time’. Our lives have been turned upside down, and I have never seen the inside of a hospital as much as I have since the end of January. On one of those early days, Read More