My mom died on 12 July 2017. My mom was buried on 19 July 2017. Our house flooded on 20 July 2017. I pushed my grief away. One, because I couldn’t bear it. My mom, who was not only my mom, but a protector, my friend, almost like a sister… one of the pillars of ... continue reading
La Vie Est Belle
This is not a sexy post. Just a snippet from my day yesterday, something I wanted to share, and it made me think of La Vie Est Belle… Life Is Beautiful. I’m in our shopping center, just walking between the shops, wondering where I would go next. What else do I want to buy? Walking ... continue reading
It Happened On Friday Night
Normally when something sexy is going to happen, I know. There are always signs that point in the direction. Not this time. Last week I shared a post about the Voices in My Head and I quite rightfully received the advice that I should talk to Master T. Of course I knew this, but I ... continue reading
Fucking Tears
It’s been weeks. Months. One, two, three? I can’t remember. All I know, it’s been long ago that he touched me in any kind of sexual way. Each time in the last year and a half that he did indeed touch me – I think I can count those times on one hand – I ... continue reading
Just Thoughts
Driving home… … I remember last night. … I think of him touching my leg when we sat at the bar. His hand had a message. … I think of his arm briefly around my shoulders when we walked back to the car. … I think of him slapping my ass when he happened to ... continue reading
Mom’s Birthday
I know, the title of this post doesn’t sound as if it has anything to do with masturbation, but believe me, it does. I have noticed something strange… I went through a couple of months where I was almost compulsive about masturbating. I knew Master T was not up to anything due to the stupid ... continue reading
Speaking in Tales
As you all know by now, I grew up in South Africa in a predominately Afrikaans household, but English was never far away. I went to school when I was five and by the time I was six, I already had English lessons in school. Also, I heard my parents speak English to others, others ... continue reading
Truth, An Eroticon Anthology
Like they say, better late than never, right? I have been wanting two write about the Eroticon anthology ever since Eroticon happened in March, and here were are, two months later and only now I had the time to sit down and do it. The submission call for the Eroticon anthology was posted on 11 ... continue reading
I’m not a Threat (2)
Continued from I’m not a Threat (1) It’s ‘new year’s eve’ for me, the evening before my birthday. The closer my birthday came, the more emotional I got. Master T went outside frequently to smoke and there was a moment where he and this man were outside together. When they came back in, Master T ... continue reading
I’m not a Threat (1)
I need to hammer out this blog post while the emotions are still running high. While I feel the tears burning my eyes. It might be a rambling post and it might not be, but I need to get it out of my system. Master T says that I shouldn’t be so concerned about it, ... continue reading