The Beginning

There are so many wonderful blogs I have read and kept up with that gave me the strength to become comfortable with who I am. I would have liked to follow many from the beginning of the journey and that being the case I thought I should start mine from just that....the beginning. It took me a long time to get here but I am excited for what the future holds.

Monday, November 2, 2015

It's been so long

It's been so long and this place has been missed.

Things are good, busy but good. A post needs to be written, time must be found.

Lately, it's been more fun reading than writing.

This week, maybe there will be time this week.

This place has been missed.

Saturday, July 25, 2015

Getting It

Master says there's been some brattineess going on which means someone must be asking for it. That’s silly because really asking for it is not a problem in our house.

Playful is more the description that fits,  he disagrees.

There's a belt on the pillow.  He says it won't be a fun one.

He's not mad, but maybe wants to set things sraight before they go awry.

It will be an interesting evening.

Friday, June 5, 2015


Last night we were lying in bed with the TV on. The tail end of a movie Daddy liked was on one of the channels which had been left on when the TV was last turned off. We need the background noise because the other bedrooms are very close.

Daddy had previously applied the clover clamps and had been tit whipping with the good old broken fishing rod. He was hitting every area he could, including the tips of the clamps/nipple and the quiet tears were streaming. Every so often he would also scoop up some wetness from down below and wipe it all over his slaves face.

After a while of drinking in the tears and writhing around, he simply stopped and watched the movie, completely ignoring the whimpers coming from next to him. The clamps were left on. When parts of the movie got slow the fishing rod would again meet skin until the movie got more interesting again. Being ignored is always hot.