Category: His
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The Parting on the Left
The dreaded hairbrush. Only used for punishment because she hates (or does she?) it just that much. It stings, and there is nothing that she despises quite so much as sting. The worst part about it all was that she discovered the hairbrush and showed it to me. I. of course, ordered one immediately. The…
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It’s Not Just River in Egypt
It was another beautiful day on the Uberdom estate as he stirred in his bed. Climbing out from the ten thousand thread count sheets, the subbies clinging to him moaned in disappointment as he wriggled from their grasp. “But it was my turn today Sire” sub number 42 grumbled as his permanently erect cock slipped…
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Lie, Damn Lies, and Statistics
So today is day 122 of This D/s Life. One third of the way through the year and I thought I would relay some statistics about the site so far this year. Total Pageviews to Date: 28,196 Which is about 231 views a day. Which should not be confused with unique visitors, there have been…
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Your Consent is Not Required
A warning to the world et al., if I know you, have heard of you, or read something about you I am going to have opinions. I might even (this is fairly unlikely) write about you. Even if you don’t consent. This is the way the world, and life, works. People review restaurants, Doctors, Teachers…
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Watching You
I watch (yes I even watch you) people. I watch people in the world and on social media and a lot of you on your (sorry I am so terrible at commenting) blog posts. You are all simply fascinating and I like this new version of openness I see in how people are willing to share…
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A Brush with Disaster
Dear Sir I am sorry about the hairbrush. I know I am not supposed to leave it on the bed and overall I have been good at following those rules but every now and then I slip up and leave it there. It usually when I am tired and or in a hurry but that…
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Power to the People
This is yet another post that has been brewing for a while. I read a tweet about consent that sent me to this post Counterfeit Kink Communities this was a little while ago, but then I read some tweets today that brought it back to the top of my mind. And so instead of socializing…
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Routine Maintenance
Every once in a while I decided that it has been to long, and that Molly needed some routine maintenance. Now I don’t mean a tuneup or a lube job (even if she is a lube fan) and her tires (tyres for the Brits) rotated. What I mean is that on a semi regular basis…
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The Huntsman
Molly and I share a fantasy, I think we might have slightly different versions of how this vision plays out but I think that it ends with us each getting what we want. It is a warm, moonlit summers night. We are deep in the woods, alone, save for the wildlife. The rules are simple.…