Author: d20domme

A state of flux

These were pictures of someone not even remotely like me. A message indicating that a transaction had taken place. I didn’t want to panic, I just wanted answers. I’ve heard that if you tell a lie once all your truths become questionable. This to me sounds reasonable. When we lie, we are stealing social commodity … [Tell me more…]

Good things cum to those who wait

“I placed another ad this afternoon”, she casually said aloud.”An ad for what Mistress?” I asked unsure if I wanted the answer.”For cuckolding, and I’ve had over 35 responses already”. 7:00 pmThat was on Sunday evening, now on Friday evening Mistress is on a date with a potential bull as I sit and wait in … [Tell me more…]

Mine, yours, not ours

Sharing is caring. But what if you care too much to share? You would think as a practicer of polyamory I’d fully understand and be able to execute the act if sharing my partners but it doesn’t always end up that way. This isn’t a post about poly life. This is a post about the … [Tell me more…]

The unhappy domme

It’s been exactly 110 days since my puppy and I arrived back from overseas and I can’t believe time has passed so quickly. He started his second segment of training a few weeks after arriving and while we started out like a freight train, we’re having a little trouble getting over the bumps we’ve reached. … [Tell me more…]

Rant: Fuck your community

Seriously. I’m not trying to be hateful, just honest. I’ve had the pleasure (mostly) of being able to be a part of local BDSM communities around the world. Some have run like well oiled machines, friendly faces and helping hands all around. Others have been run like the classroom of a preschool teacher’s worst nightmare. … [Tell me more…]

It’s all in the wrist

As I type this I can hear his pathetic whimpers from inside the closet. “Mistresssss…..Miss…” he trails off breathlessly. I hate and love his whining in this moment. I refuse to answer. Especially after I’ve specifically told him today not to call me ‘Mistress’ that I wasn’t in fact his ‘Mistress’. “All of this is … [Tell me more…]

Keep calm

Do not to panic. I tell myself this internally over and over a few times as I strain to concentrate on the television. My puppy lays just under my chin, his soft  brown tresses brushing my lips. “Right Mommy?” Shit, he’s asked me something and I’ve completely missed it while inside my own head. “Mmm hmmm,” … [Tell me more…]