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Collars have been a feature of our relationship from the beginning. A sign of ownership, even before he truly owned me. They were a symbol… Read More »Collars

On display

As the red velvet curtains opened, the stage  slowly revolved.  The slave’s limbs were firmly secured to a St Andrew’s Cross by fur lined leather… Read More »On display

The days go by

If thinking about writing blog posts made them happen then I would be a prolific blogger. Instead I am someone who has had very little… Read More »The days go by

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