Masters Pleasing Bitch

That is just how it feels. On the one hand I feel free to be the person I know I am. In that freedom, I am able to enjoy being His slave, His bitch, His piece of fuckmeat. As and when He chooses. H…

If anyone had told me 9 months ago that I would again be anyone’s girl I would have laughed in their faces. Me, a 50 something year old woman, someone’s girl? But now, not only do I lik…

Let’s Get Serious 1. What are you most afraid of? Probably being alone. But more than that, alone in the knowledge I am a slave with no one to be my Master. 2. Do you believe in life after death? N…

A post, revisiting some of the 30 days of submission, by little at willing slut had me thinking. In this post she reviews her need for structure and rules against what she wrote in 2012. I have alr…

Very early in our relationship, Master informed this girl that she would rarely need to wear underwear when with Him. When, during the summer we agreed a contract, it was decreed that this girl would need to ask if she wished to wear such a thing when together. Over recent weeks time together has be

Sometimes a girl has such a good time that she needs to write a series of posts. The title of this one is dirty weekend. For the first in this series you need to look here. This girl arrived at Mas…

Three nights and almost four days together, what a treat. Time to cover the full range of what you might expect to happen within an M/s relationship. Enough time for a girl to be described as and marked as good girl. If anyone had told me a year ago, that being described in that way would make my j

I think that in the future, when I look back on the summer that has just past, I will see that it was an important and special time. Both in terms of the time spent with my parents, knowing that the autumn would bring the changes it has and also my relationship with Master. Master and I have had

When I moved here, I knew that I wanted to structure things a little differently to before. Today, I have begun that process by merging some of the pages and by creating a new one, which will be ab…

This weekend has been quieter than any I can remember in a long time. Between Friday evening and Sunday lunchtime there was no rushing about, no worrying about other people. The time spent was just…