So I made reference to a babygirl in one of my recent posts and some of you have asked me to elaborate on it. I wanted to wait until it was official before I commented. Well it’s official. I have a babygirl. For those unfamiliar with it, there is a dynamic within D/s refered to … Continue reading Babygirl
Road trip with friends today. Jamming to the 80s and this song came on. Oh if they only knew hehe https://youtu.be/QGe1z8G-rRk
It has been a number of weeks since I’ve been spanked. I have been craving it. The anticipation that builds as I’m bent over, exposed, waiting for contact. The sound on impact. The simultaneous sting. The lasting burn. The chemicals that are released and make my head swim. I have tried willing myself to not … Continue reading Spankings
So tonight was our first full night back together after two weeks apart. I don’t have a juicy sexy tale to tell. It’s that time of the month and my heaviest day so I didn’t want anything for me tonight. But I wanted something very special sayyid. I was in Mommy Domme mode. I’ve had … Continue reading ABDL?
MissViolet’s post Freedom Through Submission was interesting for me. It had me thinking about my own submissive tendencies vs my need to dominate. First of all, I’ll start by saying I find there is freedom is dominating. I don’t have to wait for my needs to be met. If I want an orgasm, I have one (or … Continue reading Freedom
So those that follow me will know I have been on an all-girls trip to Ireland for the past eleven days. I’m having a blast! I love the Irish people, country side, city and night life. I’ve shed some inhibitions while here (some I will need to return to once home but that’s ok). One … Continue reading My little Irish tram driver; whiskey; sayyid learns to sext; & I need an O
Furcissy, one of my favorite bloggers and friend, writes often about the “why” of D/s. One of his recent posts (well not so recent now -it’s taken me awhile to finish this post) had me thinking why I am the way I am, or more accurately about who I am and what I want. It’s been … Continue reading What I want