Bed Box confinement "Milord?" I queried quietly. The door opened to my box. I really thought I'd hate the bed box for being so confining, but really, it was more like a cozy little apartment, so I found it quite tranquil. Soft light filled the small area letting me know it was dusk. I must … Continue reading Bed Box – 2
Marcus informed me that he had a surprise for me. I was excited until he said we would be going to his grandfather's property. His grandfather, now living in a senior apartment and having the time of his life, owns a 15 acre lot with a small lake and a lot of woods. He used … Continue reading A Night in the Woods
Do you trust me? of course, sir Take off your clothes and give them to me. Good. Now kneel down on all fours and don't move. That's it. You are free to moan, cry, say my name, but no screaming or hollering. Even though we are miles away from anyone else, I don't want to … Continue reading Do you trust me?
First, I'm not a big fan of camping, at least at first. It takes me a day or so to get into the spirit of it. My Lion, however, devised a brilliant way to speed things up a bit. We set up the camper - yes, a camper, not a tent - and then he … Continue reading Naked Camping
In honor of my 200th post. Milord is fond of numbers. 200 seconds is just over 3 and a half minutes. 200 minutes equals just over 3 and a half hours. 200 hours is 8 and a half days. For the next 8 and a half days, 200 is the magic number. We will be … Continue reading 200