Coins

I am a NUN! Whenever someone asks me to masturbate for them for 2 hours I lift my skirt and flash my neon yellow panties at them. If I were to give that much time to masturbation, how much time do you think I’d need to spend in prayer to make up for that? Too…

Always Yours

I had a safeword once. For about 10 seconds. It was well after he realized I was a masochist and that I still had no idea that I was. I actually had no idea about the BDSM community at all. I just thought sadomasochism was done by people with weird fantasies of dressing in funny…

Face Down

There’s nothing quite like Face Down Ass Up that reminds me of what I am. There is something about the way the Dark Lord describes this position that makes my heart sink and my veins tingle. Any variation of this position used to be my least liked. There was an aversion to it for reasons…

Kneel

Kneeling.. I’ve only been asked to do it once and it wasn’t a very rewarding experience. It wasn’t all that unnatural feeling. I had spent a little time in Japan learning their traditional and modern mannerisms and felt very attached to the culture for many years afterward. So when he asked me to kneel, it…

Open!

It’s that small moment of anticipation. When you know there is no turning back, no changing your mind. You have so very little if any control over how it’s going to feel. You know that as he passes through that moment of anticipation you have surrendered yourself to his use. You are at the mercy…

Hands Behind my Back

When asked to put my hands behind my back I will not hesitate, but I will feel a little streak of guilt. This is because you will be giving me your full attention without expecting my attention in return. You tell me the only thing I have to do is feel it. If this roll…

Story #1

“You can trust me, tell me. How bad can it be?” I asked. It wasn’t often that he expressed inner turmoil. In fact this might be the first time. I felt ready to connect on some deep level that a boyfriend and girlfriend should connect. He kept his eyes on the road and was silent…

Bow my Head

It is morning and I stand in front of a mirror, arms at my sides. I clasp my hands behind my back and look myself in the eyes. I see a well earned confidence. The lighting hits my face in a way that makes half of it look full of youth and exuberance. The other…

Beast

It’s natural for me drop eye contact, it helps me listen better. If I look you in the eye I start reading your soul. I start asking it questions and the responses don’t match what’s coming out of your mouth. Then when you’re finished talking, I don’t know what you have said and I’m not…