All going well (caveat caveat, fingers crossed, baby animals sacrificed and etc…), bambi will be the first man to see the results of my body project.
My nakedness in all its post-working-out glory.
After all this frigging work I have been doing, I expect angels to sing the hallelujah chorus, and a glorious light to stream down from the heavens when I unveil.
Or at least double rainbows.
Not too much to ask is … Continue Reading
We are in chat most of the day when we are both awake (normal ‘life stuff’ notwithstanding), even if we are not actually talking all the time. Real time stories of our days.
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I think he worries that I am not getting his best at times. I am not sure what that means exactly. But I’m pretty sure he worries.
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I told him at one point early on that if he wanted to … Continue Reading
Yesterday, he booked the flight to come here to me.
That suddenly makes it a real possibility. So exciting!
“He, who?!! Geez, Ferns, you never tell us ANYTHING!” *pout mutter*
He, the cutie who I have been speaking with for a couple of months now… that one…
He attracted my attention by slipping this into a comment he made on a Fetlife thread we were both participating in:
… Continue Reading(I’m crushing so hard on Ferns)
Sometimes, someone is so idiotic, I lose my calm, helpful demeanour…
I have to set the context for this one by showing the entire exchange.
I received this email from 45yo maledom nowhere near me:
What can I say.. You look great and got me captivated with your great pic too.. There once was a time that I didn’t believe in angels, but that has changed since i came across your profile…If I must say … Continue Reading
I talked in my Masocast interview with the lovely UnspeakableAxe about compromising away happiness, and I’ve had a few private conversations about it since then, so I thought it was worth expanding on.
A lot of people seem to start relationships with “Oh, that’s okay, it’s not that important to me” and end up with “What the holy fuck happened here?”
There is always compromise in relationships, but there is a world of difference between … Continue Reading
I speak often about the hunger that drives my dominance. Really, when I am in it, that’s all I write about, in different ways, with different contexts: I am essentially just saying the same thing over and over.
I have a passionate crazy hunger that I ache to let loose, that I look to escalate and satiate, a feeling that makes me want to strip the very skin off my boy’s bones so I can … Continue Reading
More randomness that made perfect sense at the time…
I am a sensitive flower you know! A SENSITIVE FLOWER WITH GUNS, FUCKER!
I feel like the proper answer to every thread is ‘If you are an idiot, stop posting, idiot’
A celebratory ‘fuck off!’ drink!
I want to create a profile called MistressDerp and then post derpy face pics and say derpy things. That would be fucking funny, right?
… Continue ReadingJust as well you aren’t a