Another Anniversary of a Sort

2 years ago next month, Tripp and I were in Lisbon. I had just received my first metal cage (a Steelworxx) before we left. I’d been living in plastic up until that point. I wore the plastic on the flight over and put on the new cage when we arrived. All seemed well that evening.Continue reading “Another Anniversary of a Sort”

You Gotta Do What You Gotta Do

After a couple of weeks of zero, the horniness is coming back. This time it wasn’t Covid related, but vaccine induced. Every year for the last 25 years, I’ve gotten an influenza shot. I actually got influenza in the mid-90’s, and let me tell you, while I was a healthy 30 year old, I don’tContinue reading “You Gotta Do What You Gotta Do”

To Tripp On Our 2 Year Chastity Anniversary

I’ll never forget our first date. I took you to that hole in the wall by the beach. I’m surprised both of us survived that experience, and even more surprised you agreed to a second date. I know we’ve been back to that place a few times, for laughs. I guess it will always beContinue reading “To Tripp On Our 2 Year Chastity Anniversary”

The Tripp Card

Sir doesn’t read this blog, so I’m counting on all of you not telling him this, but sometimes when I’m feeling a bit resistant to some of Sir’s desires, I pull out my free pass, the Tripp card. Because I’m not Sir’s full time slave (He has fractional ownership, I’m a time share slave), HeContinue reading “The Tripp Card”

My Private Kink

There’s something to be said for normalizing kink so much that you almost forget it’s kink. Even so, every now and then I get overwhelmed from the feeling that kink has become such a normal part of my existence. Usually, I go about my day, but once in a while I realize I am locked,Continue reading “My Private Kink”

Call Me By My Name

If someone calls me a bitch, pussy, cunt, or fag, I’m coming for them. If Sir does it, I just come. It’s funny the different reactions the same words cause depending on the situation. When I’m in sub space, I am that fag, cunt, or pussy. Hearing Sir call me that just reinforces our powerContinue reading “Call Me By My Name”

The Edge of Glory

The longer I’m denied orgasm, the faster I seem to get to the edge. Lately, it’s been happening quite quickly. Usually, it takes a fair bit of work to get me there, but now it happens almost instantaneously (almost). The edge is the reason I don’t want to come. People ask me why I’m soContinue reading “The Edge of Glory”