Hell and the damnation yelped at my young heels. Masturbation and perversion were all condemning my soul to the devil. My Father had bullied us into attending church. On, Sundays, I would see a woman, Agnes, in a black veil pray and say her rosary. My Father, chastised us with his belt and his bible.… Continue reading Agnes and St. Stephen unbound.
The girl I love is vanilla. She is adorably sweet and affectionate. She trusts me as I trust her and we respect one another. Those submissive urges that consume me are, currently, denied or repressed and I feel incomplete without indulging those desires. Within this vanilla relationship, I have explained those needs and asked that I… Continue reading A Submissive’s Sacrifice or A Vanilla Love to Enrich?
Everyday, I live with the conflict that being a submissive brings. When I wash, when I’m naked, when I’m on my own in the bathroom, I have time to consider my desires. Looking in the bathroom mirror, I see what the dominant longs to touch and to use. Now, for you, merciful dominant, guide and… Continue reading Washing away guilt
I am delighted to share my very first guest spot post, courtesy of the lovely Kayla Lords. Thank you Kayla! http://kaylalords.com/2017/01/cravings-needs-and-the-search-for-love-in-bdsm-guestpost/