The 3 hours of sleep I got last night before a long 12 hour day was well worth it. As we (the new bf and I) slid into bed we were in our usual playful mood. He was whispering sweet nothings into my ear while I scratched my nails up and down his back just … [Tell me more…]
I almost forget how much I enjoy seeing the look on my new bf’s face when we are playing. It’s a heavenly mixture of fear and arousal that gets me wet just thinking about it. We’ve been playing on and off when we see each other at night. One night he begged me to spank … [Tell me more…]
There is a phenomenon that I have noticed within the BDSM community that I cannot stay quiet about any longer. It’s something that makes me stick out like a sore thumb at events, on websites, and even among fellow kinksters. Being black. I’ve noticed that I rarely come across black Dommes and even rarer are … [Tell me more…]
KneelingBeggingSpankingBeing lead on a collar and leashFoot worshipAnal trainingAll of these things require a certain level of trust. As many of you may (or may not) remember the trust lines between my new bf (who is also the last slave) are few and far. We each have our reasons for feeling the way that we … [Tell me more…]
That’s what the new bf whispered to me tonight while we were lying in bed tonight. We had just winded down an intense ten minutes of biting and scratching and dry humping and he sounded almost out of breath with his question. “What kind of game,” I asked him playfully. “A game where you’re a … [Tell me more…]
I imagine if vampires were real this must be what they feel like. This ebb and flow of urgency that runs thru them undetected by others. I feel the urgency today. I feel the need to spank, bite, spit, slap. I feel the Dominant side in me raging against all that I portray today. It is like … [Tell me more…]
I’ve been neglecting my blog. It wasn’t on purpose and believe me, this blog has become a somewhat therapeutic release that I desire. It’s just the past two weeks has been an ebb and flow of things; friends, family, life. The week before last (the week following the drunken sex with my former) I … [Tell me more…]
I woke up this morning naked, drunk, in a strange apartment and slightly sore between my legs. I know, that’s one hell of a Thursday night…but let me back up the story so I don’t come off sounding like a five-dollar hooker who was slipped some roofies. Tuesday night I had my first real kiss … [Tell me more…]
The longer I am without BDSM the more I yearn for it. I unconvincingly have tried to lie to myself and say “You don’t need this” but fuck it: I do. This is my life. This is who I am. For now anyway… Which is why I’m going to meet a new potential slave next week. … [Tell me more…]