This may be the end of us…

I haven’t written about Sir Dre in months because there hasn’t been anything to write. We saw each other in April for a session at our favorite hotel. Work picked up generously for him and throughout the spring and summer, he spent it traveling and working. We would speak about once a week, sometimes the days […]

Boobday: Before and After

Today’s Boobday prompt stumped me. I’m in a position where I can’t have sex this week, so a titty shot taken before and after coitus was out of the question. Before and after a shower? Ehh. I wasn’t into that option. And then on Twitter someone  mentioned covered/uncovered. And eureka! I chose two images from […]

On the bed

He stood, hovering his cock over me like a prize. I knelt in front of him, one hand on my left thigh, the other extended. Reaching up, I take him into my mouth and place a down payment of my gratitude, in hopes that he will find it worthy enough to redeem. Posting this image didn’t […]

April 12th is Boobday!

It’s Boobday! In the words of Hy, it’s the “Breast day of the week!” Click the links and check out what it’s all about! I’m going to see Sir Dre today, so my nerves are pulsing. Usually when I go and see Sir, I rest for few days afterward and don’t get to write about […]

When words are not needed, share the silence.

I had all the intentions to escape from the world (by choice) last week, but Mother Nature had other plans. Instead I was involuntarily sequestered by her cruel hand and had no choice but to lay in bed most of the time, shriveling in pain from cramps to a massive four day migraine. Last Thursday […]

Exposed Partie Trois: Round 2

I went to the bathroom to clean myself up and catch my breath. I open the faucet and let the water run. I stare at myself through the mirror. Did that just happen? Is this happening to me? Really? The past events rushed through my head quickly, a montage memory bank system replaying them, answering […]

Exposed Partie Duex: Round 1

“Lay down on your stomach facing me,” he commanded. Sir placed his crotch near my mouth, apparently no words were needed while I nuzzled my nose against him, taking in his scent. “Go ahead, sub. Wake him up,” and I wanted to but I was afraid to soil his pants with my red lipstick. “That’s […]

Submissive Findings: Karen from

“A slave is to be measured from the inside, for it is her soul that is enslaved, her body simply follows…” “Submission is not about sex. Submission is not something one can learn. It is not sex. It is not dirty. Submission is beauty. It is a beauty that comes from the very soul of […]