A Masochistic Lesbian Submissive
Last week I had the pleasure of attending my graduation ceremony in person. It was the first graduation ceremony at my University since the pandemic and I’m very lucky it coincided with the end of my degree. While I knew it was going to take place, I didn’t know if I wanted to attend for a while. If you’re a regular reader of my blog Continue Reading →
Previous Task | Next Task “Get some nettles and use them with the training dildo in your butt.” This task surprised me and was a little expected at the same time. A while ago, Mistress said she would like to use a strap on with nettles because I dislike vaginal penetration so much. (If this is your first time on my blog, I like things Continue Reading →
Recently I was able to spend the entire day with Roxy and it allowed us to have a really nice time. Nothing was planned and there seemed little to no time limit, which made it feel relaxed and I could let go of my troubles. I will probably write about this day more in another blog post, but there’s a specific part I want to Continue Reading →
Previous Post | Next Post Disclaimer: This was definitely not Covid proof but took place far before 2020. Also what the hell ML? What were you thinking! Can’t believe half of the things I’ve done! On this day I was working in my postgraduate building in an attempt to make progress on my thesis. Progress, however, was slow, by which I mean I was writing one 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 (To read this full post with the pictures, subscribe to my Onlyfans here.) (Please keep in mind that this post was written a full year ago before the time of publishing.) It’d been about a month and a half since Lois and I had the conversation in which our dynamic ended. She’d said hi a few times to see how Continue Reading →
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 Continue Reading →
Continuing where I left off at Part 1: Hot Queer Gay Party, I walked up to the unicorn board. A woman was looking at the board and taking some of the notes down. I think I said hi or perhaps she turned towards me because she noticed someone approaching. Once she saw me, her expression changed, as if she was very excited to have some Continue Reading →
For once this is a post about the present, something I did last Sunday, rather than a recap of something I did in the past with Miss Lois. I own the lush remote control vibrator, which was useful because Miss Lois could control it from where she was but somehow I never yet wore it outside of my house. I wanted to go out to Continue Reading →
You will wear the heels all day and go outside in them while meeting a friend. For every day that you don’t, you will wear the stones in your shoes and this will continue for as long as it takes until you wear the heels for the day. Continue Reading →
The evening before my departure, Miss Lois came up with a new task: That to show that I was going to develop even more as a slave once I arrived in this new place, I was to wear a pair of heels from the moment I got off the plane until I’d leave the airport. Continue Reading →
Similar to my dread of heels, I dreaded the day when Miss Lois was going to tell me to go without panties. I don’t know why but it actively scared me so. That day I had planned to go to the zoo with my mum. (We had won cheap tickets or something, and were curious about what the zoo was like 10 years after we’d last been. Spoiler alert: it was terrible. The enclosures were way too small for all the animals and most of them were walking around in circles and were clearly not okay. (Am never going to a zoo again.)) Continue Reading →
So one day when Miss Lois came online, she told me to write the word slave on both of my wrists and keep it there till the end of the day. The idea was scary to me – my first thought was: but what if someone sees? Then I turned the idea over in my head and tossed with it until I felt capable to complete this task. Continue Reading →
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