Out, Damned Spot.

I am strong-minded, intelligent, self-sufficient, and a submissive. While this may confuse some, it makes perfect sense to me. I am not submissive to every dominant I meet. I am not submissive to every male. I am submissive only to the one who respects me, loves me, treats me as an equal partner (yes, submissives … Continue reading Out, Damned Spot.

When Milord’s too busy, Sophia reminds him of his duty.

I had had enough of Milord working late nights, out of town trips, and missed maintenance. I'd sent Micah a text reminding him that he had promised to be home on time. I had a surprise for him. That afternoon, I spent my time organizing the DM room. She stocked the mini fridge with water, … Continue reading When Milord’s too busy, Sophia reminds him of his duty.

Henna Collar – Part 2

Colin was right - the dye he used in Henna Collar lasted a full month and a few days. Of course, I helped that along by taking excellent care of the temporary tattoo. During the last month, I was also Colin's 24/7 submissive. He limited my clothing selection (which saved me a ton of stress … Continue reading Henna Collar – Part 2

Henna Collar

I agreed to a tattoo that is elaborate and covers a large part of my chest and neck. Yes, it's a REAL tattoo, but it's not permanent. It's henna. The purpose is two-fold. Colin, my dominant, is a tattoo artist. I, however, have never wanted a tattoo. He's had multiple requests for henna tattoos and … Continue reading Henna Collar

Long Wear Anal

"All day? Can you be more specific?" Jessica asked, looking at the narrow neck, fairly small butt plug. "It will stay in until I text you. Then, you will need to reapply the water based lube and reinsert. This might happen several times today. But after reapplying the lube, it goes back in until I … Continue reading Long Wear Anal

Forgetting my “collar”

"I thought you were going to wear your anklet today," Milord stated, staring pointedly at my naked ankle. I closed my eyes then looked up at him. "I was, sir, but I was running late and forgot," I admitted. Constantly wearing a 'collar' of some type, be it my anklet, bracelets, choker, body chains, or … Continue reading Forgetting my “collar”