A Masochistic Lesbian Slave
Previous Post | Next Post Studying at university has one big advantage, which is that you don’t have to get up early (not if you’re a creative writing postgrad student at least) and so the only time I left the house around 8 was if I took up a shift as an ambassador. On one of those days, I sent Lois the usual ‘this is what I’m wearing today’ picture and five minutes later she said good morning and asked Continue Reading →
I’ve been dreaming of kinky shenanigans for yeaaars. And I mean years because while I’m only 24-years old, I knew I was into kink just as I entered secondary school. Of course, I was way too young to be allowed to be into kink and so I had to stick to my fantasies. Sometimes these fantasies would include me playing with dolls or lego and making up some kinky story in which the main character, based on me, duh, would Continue Reading →