It's almost Easter and you know what that means? Some people might think about gorging themselves silly on chocolate or hot cross buns, but I think about FOUR.DAYS.OFF.WORK! Yessss! I'm sure there will be some gorging on chocolate and hot cross buns as well, but four days without having to go to the office is... Continue Reading →



Did I mention I got a new collar? Probably not. So here's a picture! Did I mention I printed all of my story and learned how to use the binding machine at my office? Probably not. So here's a picture! Did I mention I've been revising the story to death - chopping, adding chapters and... Continue Reading →

Ten years a slave (Part 2)

On Aug 11th 2006, I embarked on my second round of slavery. I arrived on a late night flight from eastern Australia. M picked me up from the airport looking very casual in a polo shirt, pants and slip-on shoes. (That thing about domly men wearing suits is a good stereotype for erotic fiction but... Continue Reading →


You know, there are just some things you can't un-see... And one of those things is Scooby Doo hentai. Yes, apparently, Velma likes it in the ass. Who knew? (Those nerdy bitches often like it dirty, though, so it should be no surprise.) Anyway, the reason I mentioned Scooby Doo hentai was because I've noticed... Continue Reading →

You’re not my everything

There is a cultural idea floating around that one other person is supposed to complete your life. You're the key to my lock. You were everything that was missing. You're my other half. As though one other person is all you need for everything in your life. I'd like to call bullshit on that because... Continue Reading →

Who knew?

Apparently you can flog someone's ball off! Behold, I have proof: (and I'm sorry if you're eating breakfast while reading this and got a face-full of my twat..) I felt a few strikes land very close to my rings but I wasn't aware I'd lost a ball until someone randomly said, "Hey, why is there... Continue Reading →

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