A walk in the shoes of the barefoot sub
I know I have mentioned my expanding friendship group ad nauseum, but they are a wonderful group. Chatting about this blog while exploring Dartmoor for some rope photos I told him about the scavenger hunt. He has a sense of mischief to rival my own, and we laughed heartily as he loosely tied me to... Continue Reading →
My first time with Boobday, the scavenger hunt and my own twist on tor bagging.
My breasts in the spotlight. Underneath a bold exterior lies a fragile confidence. My breasts come to the back of the line for that confidence for so many reasons but... Sir is encouraging me to see things differently, a recent blip triggered a very challenging task... It must be a challenge for him to see... Continue Reading →
Then there was MS, who I met on Alt.com He messaged me out of the blue, and his profile interested me. His picture was tempting, and the introduction read well; he billed himself as an experienced dominant and sadist. Perhaps I was onto something here? Conversation flowed easily and he seemed genuine (and sane) so... Continue Reading →
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