I Don’t Want to Win

Previous Post | Next Post Following up on my anticipating my first caning post, I want to go a little bit deeper into my ‘I don’t want to win’ statement by going back to the time I spent with Miss Lois. As happened quite often… (more often than I thought, looking back) I was having a few depressive days again. These would often end up in breakdowns, which I can best describe as being at my lowest point, feeling like Continue Reading →

Losing a Mistress… Losing purpose…

In reality, if our relationship had developed enough by then, and she would have wanted it too, I would have chosen to go to the university in her city (and the master would have been fine. I mean, how much do these masters really matter? or degrees, really? It’s not going to help me get a job. The only reason I’m doing them is because I enjoy studying and developing my mind). Continue Reading →

Punishment: Wearing a butt plug all day

Some people wear butt plugs all the time, every day as a subtle reminder. But for me, as everything seemed to do at the start of my training (lol), the idea of wearing one all day was slightly frightening. Continue Reading →