No hands. That's the challenge for the day. I am not permitted to use my hands. No touching him (or myself). To make this a challenge in self control, Milord has also stated that he will not bind my hands. Mistake number one was rolling my eyes and moaning when he told me this. I … Continue reading Look! No Hands!!
How in the hell can a 45 year old woman be grounded?? But, I am. First I broke one of our Fall Rules 2017 Then, I broke a House Rules First, I forgot to wear the pearl necklace/collar when I was out grocery shopping. Milord came home before I did and noticed immediately that it was … Continue reading Grounded
My Lion and I have decided that we need a good re-boot camp. We have both been putting our work (which is certainly important) and other concerns (televions, computer games, which are not important) ahead of our relationship. These days will be devoted to both of us re learning our roles as lovers, friends, and … Continue reading Three Day Camp – Day 1
I went to visit Sir today. He has been working hard on a paper and stuck in his office doing research of all kinds. The current topic he's working on is how the Japanese art of Shibari has added to the mainstreaming of certain aspects of BDSM. Sir, you see, speaks and writes fluent Japanese. … Continue reading Office Surprise
I'm a clutz. If I can get from 7:00 a.m. to 8:00 a.m. without a coffee stain on me somewhere, it's a good day. The problem is that I get so distracted by shiny things that I forget what I'm doing and spill shit. I've asked Milord to help with this and he has happily … Continue reading Tidy Whitey
I look at her and know she hates this. I also know she'll obey. My Girl has a strong prideful streak which has caused her issues in the past. Lost jobs. Aliented friends. She has asked that I help her tame her prideful ways, and I have happily agreed. This morning she mouthed off to … Continue reading Lesson in Humility
No one besides a few close friends who share our ideas know. No one who would look at me would know. No one I work with knows. My family doesn't know. I don't want them to know, not because I'm ashamed. I'm not ashamed at all! It's simply no one else's business what goes on between … Continue reading No one Knows our Passion