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Why I love being submissive

I wouldn’t say I really considered myself submissive until recently, rather the opposite, but all that changed when we began our D/s journey. In public I appeared to be more dominant than anything else. I made the decisions in our lives and Mr H would follow along. Submissive to Mr H. When we began our D/s lifestyle, I had no idea where it would take us. We didn’t know what to expect and there was a lot of learning to do, but, one thing I …

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Why I love listening to music.

Music has always been a part of my life and yet I wouldn’t say I was musically talented. My mum sang to me from the day I was born, a song my grandad used to sing to her, and to this day if she starts to sing it my brothers and I will start yawning. In turn I sang to my boys when they were babies. I do love to sing, but that doesn’t mean I can sing. Loving music. I like to have music …

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Trying Viagra for the first time: A Happy Hardon

I have debated writing this post for a while, not only because it can be a sensitive topic and I wasn’t sure if Mr H would be ok with me writing about it, but also because it feels insensitive. I have mentioned a few times that Mr H has struggled to take full advantage of our alone time. What I have avoided mentioning, is that the pressure he feels to ‘perform’ has left him either unable to get or struggling maintain an erection. This can …

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Do you love having bruises when you have been spanked?

A long time ago, I wrote a post in which I said I wasn’t a masochist and Mr H wasn’t a sadist. I’m here to say I think I need to amend that statement. Well and truly Spanked You may remember my recent post ‘A Wonderful Surprise Spanking for Sweetgirl’, in which I described my first ever hard core (by my standards) hand spanking. If you missed it go read it quick – I’ll wait….. Well my backside bruised up. I remember saying once that …

My Top Ten most viewed posts of the year.

Wicked Wednesday has reached a milestone point, and the prompt she has chosen for the 500th week is “top 10”. I personally think this is an amazing thing 500 prompts, and I offer her massive congratulations. She puts such amazing effort into this prompt and the others she runs. Anyway without further ado, here are my top ten most viewed posts (according to Jetpack.) Number 1. Number 2. Number 3. Number 4. Number 5. Number 6. Number 7. Number 8. Number 9. Number 10. My …

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A wonderful surprise Spanking for Sweetgirl

I’m here again talking about spanking, you would have thought I would have something different to talk about right? I mean we are alone. In fact we will be alone until Boxing day as the kids plans have changed and they are not coming home before Christmas. This will be the first Christmas we have been without Children ever. When Mr H and I met, T was a few months away from being three years old, and J arrived 3 years later. Mr H moved …

update on our rope work

Hotel break and other things – a little update.

I haven’t written much in the last few days, I haven’t had time. We have had a rather busy time and I have either been asleep or sewing but now things have calmed down I can update you all on what we have been up to. Christmas Creating. Some of you may recall I am quite crafty – not like sneaky but in making things. Knitting, crochet and sewing. The last 12 months has seen that develop a little and while I wouldn’t say I …

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Life Lessons – how to make sure you get what you want.

I don’t believe we ever really stop learning. Even something as simple as the words to a new song or the name of someone we have just met, our minds have an amazing capacity to learn, so why do many of us make the same mistakes over and over again? Why are life lessons so different and often painful in their teaching? I think it is because they more often than not involve our emotions. I am definitely not going to profess to be an …

The Vampire Kiss

To this day I don’t know if he was a real vampire or if I dreamt it. But, there had been marks on my neck, wrist and thighs, and bruises over my body but the experience was so surreal, so extraordinary, and amazing how could it have really happened? Death, that hath sucked the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty. Romeo and Juliet, Act 5, Scene 3. Shakespeare. The Darkness I stumbled through the club looking for the exit. My ears were ringing, my teeth seemed to pulse with the beat of the music …

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History is a great teacher: Remembering the good times.

History is a great teacher, and when we went to the Munch on Tuesday night the drive there and back gave us an opportunity to talk. We chatted about everyday things on the way there but on the way home we began to talk more intimately. We had talked a lot during the evening about our past history and it brought up some very good memories. Actually, before I go on, I need to go back. If you read my last post you’ll know that …