Sorry I’ve been gone so long. It’s been extremely hectic in life, with applying to a new job and my current one going completely off the rails. Plus kids, bills, etc. Plus, I have been completely preoccupied with Twitter. (Shout out to my Twitter followers! Love you guys!) Anyway, I noticed pretty quickly that most… Continue reading Exploring Little-ness
Starting Friday night and ending Sunday night, Master and I will be experimenting with being in D/s-space the whole time. Won’t that be weird with kids? Yes. But we’ve done similar things before, so I’m not worried. What about household chores and stuff? I don’t do dishes, clean the litterbox, or vacuum often. I imagine… Continue reading 48 Hours
I hate visiting my parents. They’re extremely right-wing, my mom gets drunk and emotionally abusive, my dad seems to think I’m 27 and don’t know how to open a goddamn window. They just want to bogart my children and pretend they’re parents again. My dad wants to question EVERY SINGLE DECISION we make about how… Continue reading National Lampoons Dreaded Vacation
I discussed in my introductory post why I should have known far earlier that I am a sexual submissive. But I’m not entirely sure I’ve gone into my pining for a Dominant prior to actually submitting to one. I have discussed the dichotomy of my husband/Master several times. It’s that delicious combination that satisfies me… Continue reading Why I Love a Dom
In a couple of weeks, we will have been living in our house for a whole year. We have fucked in the kitchen all of twice. The first time was in the first week after I went back to work after our son was born. We had already “had intercourse”, as my adorable OB put… Continue reading In the Kitchen
I mentioned yesterday that Master reads my blog. He’s always been supportive of my writing, gets my sense of humor, and managed to get over the fact that I cuss every five fucking words in real life. As a result of this exposure to him, and with a desire not to paint him as a… Continue reading Relationship Issues… And Life
“Wait for me in the bedroom, on your knees.” “Any other requests? Like clothing?” “Wear something black.” Ten minutes later I stepped out in my black corset and my favorite black lace undies. I dropped to my knees and rested my hands on the top of my thighs. I waited with my head bowed. He… Continue reading I Melted
I have always been a bit insecure and embarrassed during sex. I feel exposed and vulnerable when I’m naked. While humiliation arouses me to an extent, I have always been a bit shy in my submission. I readily, sometimes greedily, follow Master’s orders. Last night I decided to fight against my shyness and be bold.… Continue reading Eye Contact
I’ve loved my husband practically since the day we were formally introduced. It wasn’t love at first sight. Maybe the second. I’d like to take this moment to go on a slight tangent about the beginning of my relationship with Master. The first time I saw him, I was holding the door to my dorm… Continue reading How BDSM Improved My Marriage
Having been married for over four years now, and having lived together for about 18 months before that, AND having slept next to each other more often than not for the last seven out of the eight years we’ve been together, Master and I have pretty much always had “our” bed. But when we began… Continue reading Our Bed vs. Master’s Bed
Collars, Cuffs and Wedding Bands 