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”

Turning Points

We’ve been slowly, inexorably heading towards what recently happened between Tripp and I. Even though it happened quite suddenly, every turning point has a series of events that lead to it. I’ve been locked almost 2 years, but it somehow seems new, because the dynamic has changed. I have the same feelings as I didContinue reading “Turning Points”

No Pain, No Gain

If you could change one thing about your body, what would it be? I’ve thought about that, and I think I know the answer. There are a lot of options. Would I want a bigger dick? Sure, I’d love to have a porn star dick, but since it’s locked away, there seems little point inContinue reading “No Pain, No Gain”

Fugu Come Dancing

For those not familiar with Fugu, it’s a dish made from pufferfish, which if not prepared correctly, can actually kill you. Pufferfish contain tetrodotoxin, which even in small doses is fatal. However, when prepared correctly, it’s a delicacy. But every time you eat it, you could die. For most of my life, come was theContinue reading “Fugu Come Dancing”

The Pandemic Dominance

Tripp and I have been dancing around truly becoming a D/s couple with me as the s. We’ve been slowly heading there over the last year, but things have moved quickly the last few weeks, and I have little doubt that the fact we are in lock down has played a major role. If there’sContinue reading “The Pandemic Dominance”

Trading Spaces

I’m the submissive partner (sexually) in our relationship, as readers are probably aware. I haven’t always been and my submissive role in my marriage is new(ish) and happened out of a need to recreate our marriage. However, I didn’t go from Dom to sub overnight. You can’t change who you are on a whim. I’veContinue reading “Trading Spaces”

Missing Sir

It’s been a little while since I’ve been able to see Sir, and it seems it will be a while yet until I can again. I miss feeling His power. I miss His scent. I miss His cock. I miss His come. But protecting Sir and my loved ones (and everyone else) is my numberContinue reading “Missing Sir”

It’s all good

Tripp and I were laying perpendicularly on the bed. For those geometrically challenged, I was lying lengthwise and he was lying widthwise at the foot of the bed. I was also very horny (so unusual for me, I know). I started rubbing my foot against him. “I know you’re randy (his words, he lived inContinue reading “It’s all good”

Two Holes and a Smile

I love the time I spend as a slave. It’s important to me and it fulfills a deep need I have, but I’m not naturally submissive and it’s not always easy for me to get into the headspace where I am completely subsumed in my Master’s presence, but when it happens, it’s a mystical experience.Continue reading “Two Holes and a Smile”