A Masochistic Lesbian Slave
I love knowing that Roxy and I are going to play. When we go to certain places it no longer has to be said and there’s simply a knowledge that we will, which makes me happy. I don’t tend to ask what we’re going to do and only inform her if I need to be unmarked or not. When the evening fell we went to Continue Reading →
After Roxy and I played with needles for the first time she said: “Maybe we can pierce your nipple next time?” It was partly a question and partly a statement. “Y-yes,” I believe I said, a little taken by surprise. As the idea further dawned on me I became more excited. I had thought of nipple piercings many times before but getting them done by Continue Reading →
After quite an intense belting on New Years, Roxy and I hugged for a little before finding her partner in the living room. Something appeared to be up and so her attention shifted and while I was able to lean against her they soon went for a smoke. It was okay because I could cuddle with a friend in front of the fire but after Continue Reading →
On New Year’s Eve, I asked Roxy if we would play tonight. I thought we might but it would have been okay if we didn’t; I was happy enough that we were together but she said we would, she was wearing her belt. “Great,” I said quite nonchalantly, conscious about not wanting to seem too excited (I was very excited, obv). Twelve ‘o clock came Continue Reading →
When people ask me about my kinks and fantasies and I often don’t know what to say. I’m interested in a lot of things but if I think about it whipping has always been a big fantasy of mine. When I was struggling to sleep at night as a teen, I pictured myself standing in a dark room with my arms and legs spread and Continue Reading →
Quite unexpectedly, I was able to spend New Years with my Mistress and her partner this year. We hugged just after 12 and wished each other a happy new year, then she pointed at the floor. “Kiss my boots for your first act of submission of 2021,” she said. I looked at her for a moment, conscious that her partner was right there with us. Continue Reading →
Quite a while ago, Roxy started a project that required green screen replacements, for which she thought I’d be the perfect person to help out. I work well with After Effects, but I’d never replaced 4 different moving green screens in one clip and it proved to be quite the challenge. The job is very tedious and was specifically frustrating due to some technical issues Continue Reading →
My dynamic with Lois was very different from my current one with Roxy. The most obvious difference is that one was online and one takes place in person but the set up of the relationships is distinctive too. While Lois and I were only Mistress and slave, Roxy and I are friends too. In my first dynamic, I was explicitly and constantly reminded of my Continue Reading →
Previous Post | Next Task After the crotch rope and some final play, Roxy told me to put my clothes back on (yes, over the rope harness). We packed our stuff and she went to store her things away. I could have followed her but I stood still on my own in the dark for a while as there was something very soothing about it. Continue Reading →
Previous Post | Next Post Roxy said she’d got me a present for my birthday. I kind of knew what it would be but tried really hard to suppress my knowledge about it. I struggled with the idea because I wanted it so badly that I couldn’t allow myself to feel happy about it; apparently I don’t think I deserve to be happy. I was Continue Reading →
Previous task | Next Post It had been about two months since I saw Roxy last when she came over to mine. I had really been looking forward to seeing her at my place again (and had already planned my lingerie outfit for waking her up in the morning) but unfortunately, we didn’t manage to make it happen. Instead, she said we’d go to a Continue Reading →
Recently, I have been struggling to say “Yes Mistress” because it seems like I haven’t accepted the shame of taking on the submissive role. Or at the very least, I haven’t felt confident enough to dive in, I suppose. I mentioned my hesitancy to use it during my weekend with Roxy. It seems like I’m afraid I’ll be judged or that it’s weird for me Continue Reading →
Previous Post | Next Post (Reminder that my posts about Lois are a re-telling and took place over a year ago) In my messages to Lois during her absence, I had started spiralling some more. Like I mentioned in the previous post, uni had broken up, football had stopped, I didn’t have access to therapy or MH help, and I was working in housekeeping full Continue Reading →
Previous Post | Next Task I woke up early from sweat-inducing dreams so I took a shower this morning, then tried to pass time playing with the injury on my lip (I will write a post about my lip sometime). Waking her up with breakfast felt less awkward this morning. Her lips curled into a smile again when I whispered good morning Mistress and when she Continue Reading →
Previous Post | Next Post I woke up at 9 am by my alarm and got up to have my own breakfast before preparing hers. I didn’t really need an hour though it was nice to take it slow as I was rather sleepy. I waited in the kitchen until the 09:59 on my phone changed to 10:00 and pushed the door open ever so Continue Reading →
Previous Task | Slave Mistress Weekend: Friday If you’re in Scotland, you’re probably aware that we get to meet people indoors again. I also still happen to live alone for a limited amount of time so what better way to spend it than with a Mistress? Well, for the weekend anyway, Roxy is coming over. When you read this she will have already arrived (Friday evening) Continue Reading →
We all think of our exes sometimes. Some have left a bigger impact than others but I believe the end of D/s and M/s dynamics generally leave a bigger, longer-lasting mark, even if they weren’t romantic. Sometimes I wonder how Lisa is doing and I think about what Lois might say to me. Now with all this time at home and nowhere to go I’m Continue Reading →
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 Continue Reading →
One of the earlier fantasy scenarios I remember Miss Lois picturing to me was one in which I was tied to… a chair or something… and she was holding my phone, asking me for my pin number… or else… Continue Reading →
I never liked the idea of addressing a Mistress by any sort of title. It was one of the things I actively rejected. When I was 14-16, I used to read a lot of erotic stories on the internet and I disliked how in all of them, the submissives had to use titles to address their Dommes / as well as the names the submissives were given (like slut and such). Continue Reading →
Remember that people looking at me, or giving me compliments for the outfit I’m wearing is incredibly positive and makes Miss Lois extremely happy, even if I experience the compliment as negative. (At first I experienced the attention as negative, but later on it became nice and a compliment.) Continue Reading →