This week I have gone into a blogging slump again, as well as just an over all slump.
We found out Monday that our 11 year old dog, Ben, had cancer that wasn't really fixable. We put him to sleep on Tuesday, cancelling the plans we had made to go out because we were just too sad.
Good bye, sweet Bennie.
Master called me on his way home from work and told me to be naked except for my collar and kneeling by the door when he got home. I was, ...
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...