His Care
And sometimes, I need for him to take care of me, when I’m striving too hard to take care of him. As per the last post, I was stressing myself out massively over the events this weekend, and more. I Continue reading His Care
And sometimes, I need for him to take care of me, when I’m striving too hard to take care of him. As per the last post, I was stressing myself out massively over the events this weekend, and more. I Continue reading His Care
It started in the social area. Friends with a stun baton. She’s negotiating, afraid. Wants to see someone else be hit with it first. He of course, volunteers me. Zapping my leg, making me scream and squirm away, and scream Continue reading Scened All Night
What would you like? Sideways or face-down? Or do you want to float? I can float face-down. Clothes off to get them out of your way? Sure. Stripped down to a black bra, red fishnet stockings and shiny black boots. Continue reading Rope, Rhino Cock, and a Balancing Act
It has been over a week, so I’ll do my best. That is why I should always write asap after a scene, also this. It started with rope. Can you do a box-tie? Yes. Arms behind the back, wrists tied, Continue reading Stun Guns and Happiness
Had a great night last night. There was some passing around of the stun gun because one of the girls wanted it, but didn’t want to do it to herself. Had my shoulders rubbed and some snuggles from a friend. Continue reading Rubber Floggers and a Dragontail
Itchy, twitchy, brain all messy. Linkin Park on the mind. It’s hot and work has been rough this week. Lots of heavy lifting and rearranging of entire sections of the store. I can’t get my brain to settle down to Continue reading Burn It Down (in my mind)
He flogged me to tears last night. The kind of tears that don’t stop when the floggers do. He pushed me hard and fast. Against the wall, into the wall, and through to release. My arms hurt from holding my Continue reading Release & Creativity
A silly little story for the holidays. “Come here, young lady, sit on Santa’s lap.” He didn’t look like any Santa she had ever seen before. Sure he was dressed in a fur-lined red hat, and black fur-lined boots, but Continue reading Santa Claus is Coming to Town
Blackness. She tried to blink, but couldn’t. Coming more fully awake, she realized her head was covered in fabric. Tight. It wasn’t a headache, her head was tightly wrapped. Her ears hurt. Not badly, just a mild ache. Static. There Continue reading I Know What You Did Last Night
Fourth Monday. Finally. Only three months to get here. Such busy, crazy lives we lead. He asks me to bring my straitjacket and blindfold. My turn for isolation. Picnic on Sunday, so some cleaning is already done, but there’s different Continue reading Fourth Monday