What’s in Santa’s sack?

What’s in Santa’s sack? – Have a number of toys hidden and chose one randomly to…

True to myself, changing about page to be more ‘me’

Don’t lose who you are, in the blur of the starsSeeing is deceiving, dreaming is believingIt’s…

Belonging

Wherever she was She always looked like she belonged, on a boat, by a campfire, or…

Collars and cuffs

With our D/s in the stage it’s currently in, and has been for two years now,…

The Affair of the Necklace

Over the years I have frequently written about collars… collars I wear during play, day collars,…

Fourth Sunday

After dedicating February Photofest 2017 to the history of my seven years of blogging, I decided…

C is for Consent & More

For this year’s A-Z Challenge I decided to focus on things that I have come across…

Toy Box: Day Collar Again

I have posted an image of my newest day collar earlier this month, but this close-up…

Chain Reaction

The cold metal touches my body. I shiver and think: I hate cold! The thought is…

The Color of Freedom

This month’s prompt for Sinful Sunday is to add a color filter to your photo(s) to…

Strapped In

© Rebel’s Notes

Daytime collar

Halfway through September – on the night before our sexy date – Master T. informed me…

My collar

He put my collar around my neck for the first time in weeks. He was supporting…

HNT4: Collared and clamped

We went upstairs. He was in the room, I was in the bathroom. When I returned,…