Sometimes, I spill all my secrets, tell all my stories. Sometimes, I hold them tight inside, barely voicing them to myself. I share the sting of the hanger. "Two sets of twelve," he says, "On both sides." I bring you with me for the whoosh of the belt, landing with a firm whack, leaving a … Continue reading I Can’t Tell You
BDSM
Parking at Archery Camp
I'd been home about a week before I started feeling a longing for more kink. Or for spankings. To feel more of my Sir's control. Yes, I have still have all my rules and protocols and lots of connection with my Sir. And I just needed alone time for another spanking. I know, that might … Continue reading Parking at Archery Camp
Anniversaries and Holidays
It's Mother's Day in the US, so Happy Mother's Day to all the mothers and step-mothers! 🎉 Happy Mother's Day to all the "You were like a mother to me" people! 🎈 Originally intended to be a day that mothers came together to protest war and advocate for peace, it has become another Hallmark holiday … Continue reading Anniversaries and Holidays
Deepening
I’ve been struggling to write about my recent experiences with my Sir. I don’t know exactly why I’m struggling. There are some things between us that are too private to share, but there are others that aren’t. But there’s not a lot of ups and downs or difficulty. And I’m not sure you want to … Continue reading Deepening
The Rest of the Story
I realized that my last post stopped halfway through the story. I finished writing it and was still a bit angsty. But that's not how I was feeling when I posted it. Before I hit "Publish", I shared it with my Sir. I do that when I write about him. He hasn’t told me to … Continue reading The Rest of the Story
On Being Submissive
It is a strange thing, being submissive. Yesterday, I got it in my head that my Sir wasn’t interested in a power exchange with me anymore. It started with a thought. “Hmmm, I didn’t do this one thing I’m supposed to do and he didn’t notice.” Then I started building a whole story about it. … Continue reading On Being Submissive
All the Rules
I have rules. I started to say ‘lots of rules,’ but I don’t know what ‘lots’ means to you. I know it is a lot of rules for me. Not just random rules either. Not rules designed so that I’ll inevitably break them and get punished. These rules are for my own good. Seriously. My … Continue reading All the Rules
The Weekend – Part Two
The belt is the warm-up, although we pause between rounds. Stripped of my clothes, the belt folded over in one hand, I am slipping deeper into obedience and submission. Maybe it is a form of subspace, this total focus on doing what he tells me to do. He directs me slowly. "Put the belt down, … Continue reading The Weekend – Part Two
The Weekend
"Pull your pants down to your knees." "Yes, Sir." "Now your panties, yes, down to your knees. Now, lift your sweater. I want to see my belt." I obey. Standing in front of him, still wearing my sweater, shoes and socks, but exposed from my waist to my knees, his leather belt encircling me. "There's … Continue reading The Weekend
A Submissive Spirit
I am driven by a need to describe what submission is for me. You may have already noticed that, since that may be the heart of my blog. But there have only been bits and pieces of time when I was in a D/s relationship. The rest of it is mostly longing and fantasy. I … Continue reading A Submissive Spirit
