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Always the Wrong Place
We seem to be always in the wrong place. The distance between us is long and eternal. It is a daily struggle for both of us. I am not always proud of how I handle myself during the times I am not with him. Being a strong woman is hard. Long-distance relationships aren’t always the best or the worst. Sometimes they work out fine. There may be defined times to see each other such as every other weekend, or once a month. Our situation is different. It is last minute, spur of the moment, can you meet me now? I’m not going to lie, that is exciting. The call at…
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It Didn’t Feel Like Christmas
The conference had been long in a hotel with the air conditioner wars in each room. Then the drive home was in a car without air condition at all. Rolling the windows down brought swirling hot air that did little to help. It didn’t feel like Christmas. It was hot and humid and sticky. She normally liked the heat but it was December. She was use to it being cold and windy. She hated cold and windy. She couldn’t make up her mind what to like and what not to like. She just wanted to get in the shower and wash the day off of her. The conference was stale and…
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His Hand Print
There are many things that I love about BDSM and the different Kinks I have been exposed to thus far. I, surprisingly to myself, enjoy impact play most thus far. I never thought that I would. I have always hated being hit. In my past a cute tap on the ass as I was walking up the stairs in front of my partner use to irritate me. I am not sure why, it just did. I remember anticipating it with such anxiety and irritation. That has changed. I guess more things changed with in me then I even realized. Inside and Out. During an unplanned and unexpected afternoon play, Daddy…
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Blog is Changing
A new look for a new chapter. Much like I constantly redecorate the rooms in my house and clean like crazy when I have a lot of stuff going on and running through my mind, I decided to clean up the blog… which resulted in changing everything. I’ve thought a lot about the name on this blog. I created it with Sir in mind. To write about him and me in a safe space because I had no one else to talk to. He knew about it but I don’t know if he ever checked in to see what was happening. He never mentioned it if he did which has…
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When a D/s relationship ends…
This was today’s thought-provoking email. I don’t know how to respond to this one. On Monday, my Sir told me we were through. I made a mistake. A big one. He responded with the heat and temper I had witnessed but it was never directed at me. Through text, he told me I was manipulative and I had hurt him too much, he was done. He even said “fuck you, T…” using my real name and not the name he gave me. He is furious, done with me and has not spoken to me since. He told me to move on. Devastated doesn’t cover it. I am mourning not only…
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