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Monthly Archives: January 2010
For dk….. The heavy leather collar chaffed. Even more so when her wrist cuffs were secured to the sides of her neck by it. The deadweight of arms dragging at it chaffed. Hurt. Reminded her. She was kept. By Him. The … Continue reading
He pulled the blindfold securely over her eyes. Her tightly trussed arms and torso were kept motionless by his efficient binding, but her feet were kicking up a storm. He pulled her upright easily, and led her, protesting and fighting, … Continue reading
He slipped into room 309 quietly. He finally found the “Do Not Disturb” sign on the top of the television, half-hidden by an open box of PopTarts. Grinning, he snagged two packs and put them into his shirt pocket, then … Continue reading
Sometimes, especially now, nearly mid-winter, even nilla gets the blues. i remember that this is the time of year to be reflective, introspective. i think about all i am grateful for. my family. my friends. my home. my health. my pets. my blogpals. … Continue reading
i am against the wall with his hand on my throat. Our eyes are locked by his command. Even without his hand holding me, i would be pinned by that gaze. I want to look away, across the room, anywhere but at the wildness i see … Continue reading
I write texts to Sir all the time. Some of the texts are just wee things, kisses i like to send to nudge at Him, some are quite salacious and naughty. Yeah, it’s a tough job, but this subbie is up to … Continue reading
It was mid-winter before she understood. The man she’d nursed to health during the late days of summer was long gone. A warrior never stayed long in comfortable surroundings, and there were always wars to be fought. He left without … Continue reading
“Where’s your stuff?” His voice, gruff with fatigue, growled into her ear through the darkness of the room. He had finished his dinner, she had finished blowing him, and then he’d pulled her up on the bed, still bound at … Continue reading
She walked along the edge, where water met sand. Clearing her mind, breathing in the cool evening air. Absently her mind catalogued what she saw as she passed; the sea-grass was near harvestable, there were pieces of lumber by the … Continue reading