WordPress.com Site Suspended

Hi guys, Some of you might have noticed that my blog was offline and can no longer be accessed on its original address which used to be mlslavepuppet.video.blog. Since you are here, you know it’s now mlslavepuppet.com (which is much nicer to be fair). Apparently I violated WordPress’ terms of services even though it states that nudity is allowed. However, they did allow me to Continue Reading →

Coping with the Upcoming Holidays

Halloween has passed and somehow that means it is now time for Christmas, starting on the 1st of November. THAT IS 54 days until Christmas day. It essentially means that ‘we’ dedicate almost 2 months to Christmas. 2 MONTHS! That is how much ‘we’ all love Christmas, but I’m not one of the people that does… Continue Reading →

A Gift and a Little Photoshoot

I take all of my pictures myself. I either use my phone and a remote control or my Canon camera with a 10-second timer. You can imagine that this makes it quite difficult to do a proper photoshoot. When using the Canon, I don’t know if the light is good, nor the focus once I’m in front of the camera and it’s quite tricky (and a bit stressful haha) when the 10-second timer starts beeping and I have to rush into position! Continue Reading →

Embarrassing positions

She then told me to take a picture of myself in the most humiliating position that I could think off… which… I hate this. Having to come up with positions myself because I’m not sure what’s embarrassing exactly because I don’t always feel certain positions as embarrassing. Additionally having to think of one myself makes me worry because what if it’s not good enough? Continue Reading →

Part 3: Clit torture: Dragon’s blood XXX Ultra Hot Sauce…

Miss Lois: “Be careful with the sauce. You have tried it earlier so you know.”
I mean… I guess I knew but I was also very naive and just not really there with my brain? All I knew is that I wanted to please her and that probably meant using more sauce rather than less. Continue Reading →

Part 2: Squirting through a Speculum

She told me to replace the butt plug in my vagina with the speculum. It didn’t really want to go in… It wasn’t necessarily that much bigger but it was shaped differently? And the small tip of the butt plug helped with pushing it in. But I managed to push it in by forcing it in despite the pain. Continue Reading →

My Mental Illness: depression and dissociation and their relationship with my slave identity and kinky lifestyle

I have been following the site of Sex Bloggers for Mental Health for a while, intending to follow one of their writing prompts but forget to / am too busy to actually do it in the right week. However, I feel like I sometimes mention that my mental health is a bit meh in my ‘normal’ blog posts without ever having explained anything about my Continue Reading →

Part 1: Stylish shoelaces and planned outfits

I guess you’re wondering what this has to do with kink but one of the things Miss Lois told me to order at some point were specific shoelaces, which partly excited me and partly caused me to feel anxious because oh my god, another exterior change for the public to see! Continue Reading →

Punishment: The day I drank out of a toilet (#1)

Miss Lois: “‘As long as I can be useful to someone, even in the future, I have a purpose.’ This is your slave motto. Whenever we start a conversation, you type this after saying ‘Hello Miss’. I don’t want you to copy paste it. I want you to memorise and write it. The punishment for forgetting will be you peeing in the toilet and slurping some of the wee from the bowl.” Continue Reading →

Conquering fear: Attending my first BDSM event

I used to be afraid of accepting the BDSM/kinky part of myself without truly knowing that I was afraid. I always knew that I was into BDSM and that I wanted to live my life in that lifestyle with someone I could submit to. I absolutely believed in this. I never doubted this. It was way more certain than my sexuality until I figured out I was gay. Yet, I didn’t know I was a slave until Miss Lois truly started helping me open up and exploring this identity of mine. Continue Reading →

Task: Epilator for pussy

Miss Lois once asked me to sketch her a scenario / write her a story about a girl that wanted to be a slave and was starting her training. (I mean, this was obviously about me even though I started writing it as if it was about a random person, after which I was specifically told that this was about me.) Continue Reading →

Feeling like a good slave: Elastic bands and Candle wax

The first thing I did when I got home was take off my clothes. Usually I then put on comfy clothes, but I decided to not to as I suspected I might have to take them off shortly anyway. Miss Lois asked me to show her my room with pictures and afterwards I snuggled up comfortably in my warm bed. Only for her to tell me to get up 5 minutes later. Continue Reading →

My Best Friend Tied Me to the Bed with Ginger up my Butt

Miss Lois: “I was wondering if you could ask your friend to use the under the bed restraints on you and leave you for an extended period of time alone, tied up like that. So that you can have some feeling of being restrained. You can return the favour, of course.” Continue Reading →

Task: Squirt at 3 AM every night

Once I got a Fitbit, Miss Lois could look into my sleep pattern and as it turned out, I seemed to wake up around 3 AM most nights. This helped her decide on the outline of a new task: to wake up every night at 3 AM (without an alarm, my body had to know that I had to) and to masturbate until I squirted. I would only be allowed to go to sleep afterwards and was to send a picture with a small report on how it went in the morning. Continue Reading →

Compliments and Attention are Good

Halfway through my training, Miss Lois also started making a point of how compliments are positive. I suppose I struggled to accept compliments because I never felt like I was good enough or doing good enough. It can always be better, right? I also didn’t like attention and receiving a compliment felt like receiving attention. Continue Reading →

A Small Christmas Gift

I don’t remember how or why I thought of this, but I thought it’d be fun and nice idea to wish Miss Lois a happy Christmas by writing it on my body and taking a picture of my naked body. I wanted it to be a bit more special though and not only write it with a black marker. So I went to the shops and looked for coloured marker pens, which were luckily fairly easy to find. Continue Reading →

Fun in Mum’s attic

I looked around the attic… my mum has many, many things that are partly packed in a lot of boxes and partly just shoved aside and hidden in drawers and such. I had no idea what we were looking for so I started sending Miss Lois pictures of everything. The shelves, the inside of drawers, boxes etc. I sent her about 30 different pictures. To the best of my knowledge, none of the items were useful in any way. Continue Reading →

Training: Vaginal Insertion

Miss Lois: “Insert one index finger in your vagina, completely to the knuckle. Then show me a picture. Then insert the marker at least halfway into the vagina (you can take your finger out if you want). Take a picture again. You’re only allowed to take the pads out after you’ve taken the second picture.” Continue Reading →

Task: Write about torture for 10 minutes straight

I was at a friend’s house when Miss Lois messaged me. We were just chilling and sort of doing our own things, so it wasn’t too difficult to reply to Miss Lois. She was suddenly very interested in my type (which my friend also always are but I don’t really think I have a type?) (Apart from my type being women, lmao.) (And dominant, haha.) Continue Reading →

M/s Dynamic to Help Manage Depression

I struggle quite a bit with depression and often wrote Miss Lois when I was doing poorly. She wasn’t always there to reply and I didn’t expect her to. It was just nice to have a safe space to leave my thoughts, I guess. In the night, I had been sending her messages about how I was feeling. Then in the morning, she came online and asked me how I was doing. Continue Reading →