
Voicing my needs as a Slave
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 Continue Reading →
A Masochistic Lesbian Slave
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 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 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 Continue Reading →
If you look at the pictures I put out now you’d never think I was scared of doing this once. You probably wouldn’t even think I was shy or struggled Continue Reading →
“I am a question to the world, Not an answer to be heard, Or a moment that’s held in your arms.” You smile like Mona Lisa, is what my Continue Reading →
As you know, I’ve struggled with my mental health since I was about 13 years old. I saw a psychiatrist for a little while when I was 16, but when Continue Reading →
For years, I struggled with the idea of my own existence. I didn’t want to be alive and didn’t think I should exist. I preferred to be invisible and part Continue Reading →
During one of Miss Lois and my conversations, she suggested that it might be interesting to have a three-way chat with the both of us and my friend sometime and that she wanted to know my opinion on that. Continue Reading →