Castles in the air

So, how many of you started on your journey by reading Castlerealm? That glorious spot in cyberspace that taught all and sundry about 'Proper Submission' and 'Aftercare 101'. Go on, don't be shy or embarassed. Put your hands up! *puts own hand up* I think that's why everything got fucked up. Way back when Castlerealm... Continue Reading →

The Phantom Master

Ever read a blog and wondered what the person was really like? I do, all the time. I think about all sorts of banal things like what sort of toothpaste they use and whether they munch on dried squid while blogging...like I do...whoops...just outed myself there.  While reading people's words I like to see the little glimmers... Continue Reading →

What a slut needs

Between September 22 and Feb 17 I had precisely 25 orgasms. 13 of them were brought about by the Amazing Gonzo and 12 of them were reached 'au naturel' i.e. no vibrating devices involved.   And why do I know this? Because there is a chart on the fridge that I have to fill in every time I... Continue Reading →

It’s hot

I'm sitting here facing the window ('cause our puters are in front of the window) and every time the wind blows it feels like I'm sitting in front of a hairdryer....Normally I'm totally fine with heat, in fact, the hotter the better, but for some reason this year there have been some times where I just can't... Continue Reading →

Self-acceptance

I've noticed that a great many submissive folk enter into the lifestyle 'looking for something', something elusive that their 'normal' relationships didn't give them. In fact, I've lost count of the number of times I've heard people say, 'I felt incomplete but now with my Master, I'm whole' or something to that effect.  But what exactly have... Continue Reading →

What a day…

After feeling that my pussy was 'not quite right' all the way to work, I finally arrived at the office, went to the toilet and there in my underwear was my barbell and ball that should of been in my right labia. My first reaction was, 'Oh, fuck!' My second reaction was, 'Oh, fuck, fuck fuck!'... Continue Reading →

B is for bondage

So after my little rant yesterday about a lack of bondage in my life, I was surprised to see that other people suffer too. It appears that there are can't-be-bothered doms everywhere! What a revelation! Doms for whom the mental bondage of their sub/slave is more than sufficient for their evil plans. Who needs to... Continue Reading →

What’s wrong with this picture?

I spent my afternoon looking online for shibari tutorials and trying out different 'outfits' to wear to the play party this coming Saturday night. For some reason we have rope that is either too short or too long so I was attempting to try combinations of rope, but was having issues with joining on new... Continue Reading →

It’s all in your mind

You may remember me talking about the fact that every now and then when I'm in bondage I get woosy and get exceptionally close to passing out. First I feel the blood rushing out of my head, then I generally lose my hearing and finally, if I'm not released within about ten seconds, I pass... Continue Reading →

I can haz markz?

Dis kitteh haz been bad. I could go into a long-winded post about what I did wrong and why I did it....but that would just be digging a deeper hole for myself. Suffice to say I went out to dinner without permission and I failed to remove clothing when the big M asked for nakedness. For... Continue Reading →

When subtle met slavery

I have to be honest; there are times when I think that being a slave is the most important thing in my life....and then there are times when I think that it is a whole load of crap.   On the days when I think that slavery is god's gift to subby kind, I crave more boundaries... Continue Reading →

Babelfish BDSM

When the day came to explain to my then Japanese husband that I was interested in things of a kinky nature, I have to admit I was stumped at what to say. I started out by telling him that I was interested in S&M and while I knew that the label S&M had leaped the language divide and had... Continue Reading →

Boots are his kryptonite

The last couple of mornings I've woken up to a crispness in the air that tells me that autumn is edging nearer. I find the first tell-tale hints of the cold weather to come to be incredibly sad and depressing, but Master's eyes begin to sparkle. Why? Because the first thing that crosses Master's mind... Continue Reading →

“Free” is not always free….

I have a tattoo on my right ass cheek that looks like this: It says dorei in Japanese. I was very particular about it: the font, the spacing, the size and more importantly, I knew exactly what it meant. I've seen some people with just the first character tattooed somewhere. While the first character may have... Continue Reading →

Gossamer threads

They say that slaves make bad friends and I would have to say that I am the worst of the worst. I don't call people to have a talk, I don't go out for coffee, I don't invite anyone to come over or go shopping. You might get an email out of me once in a... Continue Reading →

A work in progress

So after 3 1/2 years I finally made the move to WordPress.  I can't exactly say for sure why I felt the need to move, just that I have a 'restlessness' at the moment which is making me think that I need to change a lot of things. To put it bluntly, I'm stuck in... Continue Reading →

Public vs Private

It would have to be about a year and a half ago when I was first display naked in public. I remember turning up to the house where the party was to be held and even though I was totally dressed at that time, I was nervous as all hell. Except for two or three people... Continue Reading →

Public vs Private

It would have to be about a year and a half ago when I was first displayed naked in public. I remember turning up to the house where the party was to be held, and even though I was totally dressed at that time, I was nervous as all hell. Except for two or three people... Continue Reading →

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