Last week, Roxy and I brought another visit to the dungeon. She’d given me the task to braid rope into my hair in preparation and handed me a bundle of Continue Reading →
Buy a video of me stapling my vagina here This idea wasn’t entirely fabricated by my mind alone. I mean, of course, it wasn’t. But it’s also not like I, Continue Reading →
Previous Post | Next Post In the morning of this particular day, Miss Lois had been briefly online and asked if I had a busy day today. She said that Continue Reading →
Miss Lois once asked me to sketch her a scenario / write her a story about a girl that wanted to be a slave and was starting her training. (I mean, this was obviously about me even though I started writing it as if it was about a random person, after which I was specifically told that this was about me.) Continue Reading →