MrDom and I had a scene together last night. It felt like I belonged to him again, for that moment in time. He first had me strip down. It’s getting easier to be naked. However, I still prefer to wear panties. He put me on my knees, unzipped his pants and put his cock in […]Read More And then he pulled his knife out… (#NSFW, 18+)
He doesn’t own me anymore. I’m free now to make my own decisions. To spend my time how and with whomever I choose. Those tasks once assigned for my self improvement, I still adhere to. Out of need or habit… or an existing desire to please him. I’m single for the first time. My life […]Read More He doesn’t own me anymore but pieces of me belong to him still
Dear reader, I realize it’s been awhile since I’ve given you a hot scene to read about. So here you go. I hope you like it!…. He asks her what terrifies her. She gives her answers (electricity, knives, needles, the dark) and then says “You. You terrify me, Sir.” When asked why, she cannot provide […]Read More Thank you Sir #NSFW 18+
So I made the top 100 sex bloggers of 2019. I didn’t even know I was nominated. So whoever did that, thank you. Though I certainly don’t blog for the stats (the amount of followers or likes I can rack up), I do appreciate every one of you who stops by and takes a slight […]Read More Congrats to all the bloggers out there!
This was the perfect start to the evening. I was able to get out of my head for awhile. I spent time socializing with the other Goddesses. I received a very nice foot rub from my friend’s husband. And then she invited me to coTop her sub. I really needed the release giving a harsh […]Read More Goddess party 2/2: Domspace and what I fear
Last night was the Goddess party. I did not feel like going. I was under my covers until 7:15. The party started at 8. But I felt I had people counting on me to be there. I know they would have gone on to have a great night without me. I’m not that conceited. But […]Read More Goddess party 1/2: Needles
I’m still hurting. At times it hits me, “I’m not his anymore” and it literally feels like I’ve been punched in the gut. Other times it feels like someone is reaching in and squeezing my heart. I have spent time wallowing in my cave, buried under my covers, binge watching The Handmaid’s Tale. I did […]Read More Keeping busy