It's Thursday, and I'm full of nervous anticipation for what the day will bring. We have a date. Master hasn't told me his plans, other that little hints, scary hints, about what "might be fun".
I woke up early and started a fire in the woodstove. It's looking like winter here.
Thank you, friends, for your comments on last night's frustration post. I'm not sure it seems any better now, but Master is probably right in what he said last night about my complaints: "You just need to be spanked".
Him: How are things going? Me: Oh, you know, pretty good, but I miss you a lot. Him: What do you miss? Me: I miss you touching me. ...
A new national holiday?
This looks like a fun little questionnaire! 1. Does the cock you worship have a name? Would you like to give him one? -- Yes. H...
I lay back in the bed as Master rummaged through his night stand. Leather handcuff strap. Yum. Ball gag. Extra yum. Nipple c...