Exploring a friend’s bedroom
So she ran into the bedroom she was struck down, it was her doom. This weekend we visited dear friends and I took the opportunity of snooping into their bedroom, finding this lovely lady statue and...
View ArticlePardon my French
J’ai changé cent fois de nom, j’ai perdu femme et enfants, mais j’ai tant d’amis, j’ai la France entière. When I went to university, I had a classmate that had been an au pair in Paris. She told me...
View ArticleSomething about fear
When the light begins to change I sometimes feel a little strange, a little anxious when it’s dark. In my opinion, fear does not belong in a spanking relationship. When Sir T and I were younger and...
View ArticleString brief, art and the cane
Ars longa vita brevis. 2013 is going well so far. Yesterday, I bought my first pair of string briefs ever. I have always thought that string briefs were vulgar and that they must be uncomfortable,...
View ArticleReaping the benefits
It takes some work to make it work, it takes some good to make it hurt, it takes some bad for satisfaction. I have talked a bit about the costs of being on the receiving end, namely the constant...
View ArticleStripes on her thighs
Springtime in the city, always such relief from the winter freeze. If you’re thinking about paying your first visit to Sweden, I’d say now is almost the time. Give it a couple of weeks more, until the...
View ArticleMindfulness and discipline
Tell me something, who could ask for more than to be living in a moment you would die for? I love the freedom that comes with being a good girl. Sir T knows he can trust me these days, hence I am given...
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