The 15 year old Repressed Kinky Gay Kid Who Lives Rent Free in my Mind

I’ve tried to evict him, multiple times, but he just won’t leave. He pops in at the most inopportune times (like your Mother coming into your room when you’re jerking off), and he has the same effect on me as Mom seeing me whack would have. I knew I was gay from the time IContinue reading “The 15 year old Repressed Kinky Gay Kid Who Lives Rent Free in my Mind”

Sorry I Haven’t Written

I haven’t posted in a while. Everything is fine (well, as fine as it can be given the state of the world). Things here have been hectic, but in a good way. I’ve been quite busy with work and associated things. I’ve come to truly loathe Zoom-style meetings, but have learned that you can prettyContinue reading “Sorry I Haven’t Written”

The Accidental Pup

I met a puppy this week. Not an actual canine, but a boy/pup. He’s made quite an impression on me. It all started, as these things do, with chastity. I guess I’m kind of known for being locked, at least on Twitter. There’s a very adorable boy who follows me who has wanted to beContinue reading “The Accidental Pup”

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”

I Knew I was Kinky When…

There’s been a meme going around Twitter. People are posting images from TV, books, or films from their past that stirred their initial homosexual lust. Even before that particular lust started in me, the bdsm lust was there. From a very early age I was turned on by images of bondage and torture. The factContinue reading “I Knew I was Kinky When…”

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”

Transitions

It’s coming up on the two year anniversary of when Tripp agreed to keep me locked. As of my writing this, it’s been a little over 700 days. I’ve had a number of questions from folks regarding how that came to be, did we plan on locking me indefinitely, and if not, how have thingsContinue reading “Transitions”