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Happily Ever After?
So I had a little time to myself and I came across the bookmark for this again. I wanted to use this as a place to put my thoughts out, share my views on things and just ramble away like a madwoman, but I never really got the chance because I have so many things taking up my time that sitting down to ramble here isn’t a luxury I have.
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The new me.
Samantha, monica, tammy, toilet.... I've had a lot of names in my life that I still treasure, but today I got a new name, a new way of identifying myself, and the biggest show of how much I am allowed to love my Mistress.
http://www.slaveregister.com/416-766-870
*Happy Sigh*
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Brief update
Nothing Important....gosh that seems to be how I view this blog thing. I've just been so busy with work and spending my weekend with Mistress that by the time I sit down, all I want to do is get myself off and get to bed. Or get to bed and then get myself off. The getting myself off part is the important bit. Although there have been nights when I' ( Read more... ) -
Dear Diary.....
Dear Diary,
how lame does that sound?
I'm just back from having drinks with... Well, when we arrived, I would have referred to her as my Girlfriend, but now I get to refer to her as Mistress.
That's right! This wonderful, beautiful, sadistic, delicious woman is going to allow me to spend my weekends entirely at her beck-and-call!
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Thoughts On Humiliation - Episode 1
Today I managed to get a few minutes to catch up with toy and chit-chat. The conversation got around to the topic of humiliation, which is something she has expressed problems with in her journal. Not problems about humiliation itself, but her reactions to it. She was surprised to learn that certain types of humiliation aroused her. REALLY aroused ( Read more... ) -
Happy Bedtime Thought
Nappies; Pampers; Diapers; call them what you want, but to me they are comfort.
As a child, I used to wet the bed. A lot. As a teenager, I used to wet the bed just as much but it was more embarrassing. As an adult, I still wet the bed but the shame was horrifying. Waking up on a soaked sheet, red-faced and making the x-hundredth apology.
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Everything begins
So online I had a new name. Doesn’t really seem like a big deal, but it changed my life. monica. She wasn’t a career girl; she wasn’t me. She was the me I was when I closed my eyes and lived out my dark dreams. She was owned entirely by one man. It feels strange to look back at it and accept the reality that this man didn’t own me, he owned the ( Read more... ) -
Gosh
Well, last night I couldn't sleep, and the reason I couldn't sleep was because I couldn't decide how I wanted my new bloggy thing to look. But I think I've settled on a colour scheme and layout now, and I've just uploaded a title pic which I think is kind of cute.
There are so many things I want to write about, record for posterity and just ( Read more... ) -
She'll know who she is
I was just lying in the bath, happily amusing myself ~that's tammyspeak for frigging myself~ and thinking about this one very special girl I know. I was talking in my first entry about someone who changed my life forever, but now I'd like to sing the praises of someone who will more than likely wonder what she's done to deserve this.
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In The Beginning...
My first post on Live Journal! I'm a blogging virgin, but thats just about the only virginity I've got left ( Read more... )