I love to lose myself in words and hope that someone else will discover those words and in a way discover me, the me I keep hidden from the world. Crediting him would probably give away my identity. I like being open right now.

My Journey as a newly submissive wife. OK, I know that I have kind of neglected my blog a little bit. There really is no good reason except that I have been busy with life.

On 7 months and 2 days. Me and the bullshit I write. Random thoughts of a reformed paramour. 7 months and 2 days. He told me today when I had a chance to reread my old blog. I guess I needed to hear the words and feel the old me again. In the past 7 mon.

Servitude and love for Her Master. If only she could feel His stokes. To feel His touch bring her back to life. To yield to His will. To be bound to Him. Until His desires are sated, appetite filled and thirst quenched. Let this slave be all to Him. Good morning and Good night Master. Take her beyond her limits. She is yours and always will be. Good morning and Good night Master.

Maybe some of the history would help I suppose.

I had the strangest dream last night, I was completely exhausted by the end of it, I think I woke up more tired than when I went to bed! It started with running, always running in the dark, a tunnel, the tree-lined woods? I finally woke up enough to realize I was dreaming and then consciously pushed the thought out of my head so I could get at least the last remaining night hour of sleep. On January 10, 2017 in being a good person.

Play, Scenes and Kink. I started blogging because I wanted to share my experiences in the hope that someone else out there might make a connection with what I am writing. Please use the categories above to check out some of my posts and let me know what you think by commenting. If you like what you read then please let me know by hitting the like. Button or, preferably, follow.

Going into this year was difficult for me. I have never taken it easy when it has come to my passions. Ever since that job that I got hurt at, I have been almost completely sidelined. I have now stepped into a more teaching and observing role. When did we fall down this rabbit hole? Well I feel better now LOL.

A Collection of Stories and Poetry by AC Elliott. Tempt me with the thought of your body, dripping wet conjuring the image of water flowing running over your hot flesh, making your nipples grow hard, stiffening and, like the water that beads up hanging precariously from your nipple, I am slowly falling deeper under your spell.