11th September 2011 Apparently it is very important to use the correct terminology when referring to these little items and calling them ‘clippy things’ is just not acceptable. They are in fact called carabiners. The use of the term ‘clippy things’ should be approached with extreme caution as it can result in them being used…
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4th September From his twitter feed this week…. “In the depths of my sin I find not salvation, but the urge to descend to the blackest abyss, to plumb the dark depths of my soul, using her as a new world to explore and conquer, she inspires me to make that journey, to use her…
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31st August 2011 “They are all watching Slut; can you feel their eyes on you?” A little whimper is all I can manage in reply. I am suspended by the wrist cuffs to the spider’s web in the dungeon. The air is hot and sticky in the old stables, even though the doors are open…
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17th July The other day he enquired….. “I hope your bottom is ready for this” You have no idea how ready I am for this. This weeks task of orgasm denial seems to have worked it’s magic. The constant teasing and torture of masturbating without cumming along with the filthy words he has spoken to…
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14th July 2011 Last night as I lay in my bed waiting for sleep to take me away my mind drifted off to thoughts of him, his arms holding me at night, his hands stroking my back, our bodies curled round one another as sleep draws us both into the peaceful darkness. I must have…
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13th July 2011 Oh I’ve been a bad girl While we’ve been apart Now I am in a twirl Is it too late to start? * Once that he is here with me The music I must face For task that I have let go free And forgetting of my place * I wonder should…
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6th July 2011 PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT Apologies for the interruption to normal service but I am delighted to announce that the waiting is finally over and yesterday we got confirmation from the UK embassy in New York that Sir’s VISA for the UK has been issued! The waiting is over and once his passport is…
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30th June I wish I had remembered the mirror before I saluted him behind his back. We were getting ready to go out for the evening he had picked out my clothes and watched me whilst I got dressed. Once I was ready I had turned to face him with a cheeky smile on my…
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26th June 2011 Right now my submission seems to be all about waiting, the rest of it is tucked away safe, somewhere deep inside of me, hoping that he will return one day and set it free and so I find myself in a strange place; a sub who does not feel very submissive……. Mollyxxx…
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7th June 2011 A few weeks ago I mentioned the lack of good male Dom bloggers when I was writing about Diary Of A Love Affair. It is not that there is a lack of them per se but it is the word ‘good’ that is often missing from the equation. Diary Of A Love…
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7th June 2011 I love the sun, I really do. I am not a winter person in the slightest. I loath the cold and feel it terribly, I sleep under 2 duvets in the winter, with hot water bottles and sometimes even another blanket on top of that. I find it hard to get warm…
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3rd June 2011 A few weeks ago on Twitter I came across a project called Portraits Of Kink. This is the brain-child of Remittance Girl and it began life on her blog as part of her Write Kink Right project. She felt that so often in erotic literature ‘kink’ characters were poorly portrayed as very…
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20th May 2011 A 30 Days Of Kink Post Right now, I would say I have a love/hate relationship with all things online. Don’t get me wrong, I love the internet, without it I would be even more isolated in my life than I am currently am. The life of a single parent does not…
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13 May 2011 Period, time of the month, Aunty flo, I’m on, got the painter and decorators, and the one I truly hate, the curse; there are so many names for it, but whatever it is you call it, it is a fact of life. It is, or has been a regular part of every…
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4th May 2011 With one hand he grips my hair tight, holding my head in place, in the other hand he holds his cock, a rigid shaft enveloped in his hand. “Open that pretty little mouth Slutmine” he commends I stare up at Him, on my knees at His feet with a look of sheer…
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