I found this one sim, and it was beautiful. It had places to wander around in and hide and more, and it was full of flowers, oh so full of flowers, that I was in love. I had to lie down on a bed of roses. The OMGosh thing that happened, though, was that I … Continue reading Bed of Roses
I should have posted about this well over a week ago, but WOW what a RUSH! The World Wide Whip was the OFFICIAL radio station of the 2019 Scifi Con in SL. We did our Blue Man Group on Saturday (nope, no pictures) and more. It was pretty epic. I should have taken more pictures, … Continue reading Scifi Con
CFNM mansion on Sunday. That's Nellie and Petroc with me. My head is hurting while I try to write this. I read Spitfire's take on her autism over on her blog earlier today. Yes, I truly believe she has autism and struggled with it on a daily basis, and fights to stay "normal," whatever "normal" … Continue reading The A-Word Too
"I need to fix myself first so I can dom you better. So I can be a good dominant to you. Help me remember!" I read her plea from across the ocean and I feel shame. Shame that she doesn't remember how to be a dom, much less my dom. Shame that I have no … Continue reading Help me remember!
I saw that Spitfire posted on her blog, and I had to reply. I have one question that I know the answer to already: Did you bother to ask me where I was when all this went down? The answer: No. I had warned I was about to safeword. Instead of a Fast Forward in … Continue reading The last time, at Gor Camp…
So, things are progressing over on the Whip. I wish that I could turn what I'm doing into a real life paycheque. It looks good on my resume though. Anyway, Jay Sparrowtree, owner of the Whip, has decided to do a complete and total revamp of the site. That means he needed help. So I … Continue reading Runned Over
A little twiddle I am working on. Just a tidbit to tease. Monday It starts during the first meeting, in the private hotel rooms... “I see your pet is here, Phoenix,” I felt my master stiffen behind me. His hand left my breast and rested on my hip. This new voice was familiar and sent … Continue reading Minuette 01