i dreamt last night (this part is true) that i was with two men - maybe having coffee with them. They were Doms but didn't know i was submissive. Then one of them asked me, "Well, if you know about BDSM, do you have a role? What are you in that world?" And i felt … Continue reading Just a Story
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MASTERS
Driving through North Carolina and passed a store called MASTERS. Have no idea what kind of place it is, but my imagination loves the idea.
Things are happening…
Three cool things happened yesterday. i'd been chatting, super briefly, with a Dom in a nearby city who seemed like a nice guy. But when MP agreed to be involved in finding me a Dom play partner, i promised him that i wouldn't exclude him from any relationship i might have like that. So a … Continue reading Things are happening…
Now
"Now," he says. i glance up - now, what? "Sir?" i say. "Now," he says, "It's time for you to come to bed. It's almost midnight." "Yes - yes, Sir, i am coming, i just need to finish..." but he raises that eyebrow, and i sigh. "Yes, Sir," closing my laptop as i say it. … Continue reading Now
The Magic Wand
The Magic Wand arrived yesterday. It looks like this: It makes me feel like this: Loveliest orgasm ever. i haven't forgotten about "i imagine," but i still need to edit the next part. And i admit, my brain is sometimes elsewhere. i think i might have to start calling MP "Sir" again. i asked him … Continue reading The Magic Wand
An Open Mind
'What's on your mind?" he asks. Deep in thought, i say, "Nothing, really," but then i hear what i've said and see his face, eyebrows raised. My eyes widen, and i swallow hard, wishing i could take those careless words back. It is, of course, too late. "That's ten," he says casually. "With the crop … Continue reading An Open Mind
Maybe i’m not
"Maybe i'm not even submissive," i say with a sigh. He glances up from his dinner, "You've been reading other people's blogs again, haven't you?" i giggle, he knows me so well. "Maybe. Ok, yes." He nods. "Come here." i hesitate - i haven't finished eating either. "Bring me your plate," he says, noticing the … Continue reading Maybe i’m not
So many thoughts…
i found a blog that turned the heat up on a bunch of ideas that have been simmering on a back burner for a long time. i'll link to it as soon as the owner lets me know he's ok with that. He is clearly on a mission, and it's important to me to make sure … Continue reading So many thoughts…
Sorted Out
"What's wrong?" he asks. "Oh, nothing, really," i say with a sigh. He raises that one eyebrow, damn it, and i quickly correct myself. "i don't know - no, really, i'm just out of sorts." "Feeling bad?" "Tired. A little bit overwhelmed. Just - you know. Out of sorts." "Sounds like you need to be … Continue reading Sorted Out
Stop that
"Stop that," he says. "What?" i look innocent, sound innocent, but i totally know what he's talking about. "THAT," he says, taking my phone out of my hand. "You have been on there for at least an hour now. Are you doing anything besides Facebook?" "Um, actually, um, no, no, Sir. " "I thought you … Continue reading Stop that
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