Hello Lovelies, Before we really get into the meat of this post, I want to share with you all a really funny thing that happened to me over the past few days. We had a boiler service on Tuesday and, owing to our noisy radiators, I asked the engineer to bleed the radiators while he... Continue Reading →
On Friday, I was introduced to this interesting read by my dear friend, Bill, from Rope & Roses. This article was interesting for me, and resonates quite strongly with many of my thoughts on my role in life: The role of a traditional wife. Before I started dating my Ten Shades, I was very clear... Continue Reading →
I saw her again, the little girl that resides within. The brat, the ten-year-old, the playful, naughty, mischevious me. "Daddy, I am the boss now." I said. "Really?" he watches me, bemused. "Mmhmm, 'fraid so. New law, just came out today." my voice is almost child-like in tone. Gone is the adult. Somehow, somewhere, I... Continue Reading →
I asked my husband to fill my water bottle this evening and it led to another of our humorous exchanges. After passing me my filled water bottle, I held it up to the light and observed the translucent fruit juice within. "Oh, the Vimto is like my husband's domination - it's barely there!", I teased.... Continue Reading →
So it begins, that all too familiar feeling that playtime is only days away. I'm counting them down slowly, one, two, three... almost as rhythmically as the spankings that he gives me. The beauty of being a minimalist now is that there is very little housework to do to be ready. A few things to... Continue Reading →
How kneeling in a Gorean slave position helped one BDSM blogger keep writing.