Created by a Domme and her pet. Friday, February 20, 2015. There is also the impetus of reaching out to others who struggle. What does it say about us that we can walk through the world with our privacy intact? It has been said that the optimist believes we can live in the best of all possible worlds and the pessimist fears that we already do.

Friday, February 26, 2016. The Most Awkward Gynecologist Visit Ever. And it made me laugh out loud. Is it true? Who knows. Click the link, or read below. I was in the waiting room for only a .

Monday, April 27, 2015. Then, one day, Master discovered a housewife fetish that made his cock hard.

INSTEAD, I HAVE THIS BLOG. Friday, August 14, 2015. BANKRUPTCY IS TEMPORARY, HIP HOP IS FOREVER. OMG i had a rubber ducky when i was a kid. did you? I got a rubber butt. I walk with a limp. still recovering from being laid up with my bad ankle. and an instrument that helps me walk. Elmo will NEVER be First Generation.

A whole lot of nothing, in the grand scheme of things. Sharing a life with someone? Most o.

Adventures of Nic and Lace. If she mooches around in her flat for a day, watching gloriously atrocious tv and drinking wine, her cunt is like. Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaay all of the fun tasty things OM NOM NOM NOM.

About BDSM, books and life in general. My First Experience as a Rope Bunny. Because I had no interest in binding her up, I had no trouble letting others do the deed. I was not going to take something she liked away from her. In my mind, I could react in three different ways to being tied up. Either I would freak out, as I feared.

No One Wants To Hear About It. Only speak when spoken to. That was the dumbest idea I have ever heard. How do you even know what I was going to say? Maybe you should listen first. I mean, me! .

Power Exchange In Plain Sight. As we come up to our second anniversary as Owner and slave, i am happy as i could possibly be, living a life of servitude and humiliation. I could conceive of no better counterpoint to my reasonably successful and independent professional life, than to exist privately as a voiceless possession of another.

until tomorrow, when all the shit hits the fan and they can barely pull their chins off the floor. it just seems to be such a struggle.