This is Real (Assignment)

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i was told to write an essay about my friend’s essay. i only do this because it’s an assignment. This is the first situation in my life in which there have ever been punishments for not doing assignments. It’s hard to write a response to her essay because i agree with it and see nothing to dispute, so i guess i’ll just be nodding my head in silence. If i have typos please let me know as i occasionally type with my eyes closed during some tired or thoughtful moments.
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This is Real (Assignment)

Maybe Obsessive Compulsive (Report)

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It was 3am, but i woke up needing to write. i hope that my Master will forgive me for being up too early. i could be in trouble, but i have OCD and i assume it’s harder for me than the average person (but I really don’t know). Continue reading “Maybe Obsessive Compulsive (Report)”

Maybe Obsessive Compulsive (Report)

From My Knees.. Please Don’t Let Me Go

So I didn’t post yesterday… I’m sorry. I shouldn’t  blame myself for that. It’s just over… between my master and I. He gave me a choice.
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From My Knees.. Please Don’t Let Me Go

Is He Serious?.. Apparently Yes

I really didn’t think I’d be writing today. Today I don’t trust that I remember clearly, I was more noodle brained than usual today (Perhaps due to missing dinner and having only 1 meal and 2 snacks yesterday) . I will do my best.
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Is He Serious?.. Apparently Yes

Thank You for my Lessons, Sir

Written on July 21st, 2013
Ouch! I had no warning I’d be getting it today, but I knew that I’d be getting it. He would never forget about a promised punishment. Right now my butt alternates between burning and throbbing, except when it does both at the same time. This wasn’t a typical punishment.

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Thank You for my Lessons, Sir

I’m Doomed, May I Take a Plea?

I plead temporary insanity.  I honestly don’t know how I managed to be in so much trouble. My master asked how my day went as usual and as I recounted my day I just got into more and more trouble. Yet I had to finish telling him every detail. Here is the list, but I can explain…
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I’m Doomed, May I Take a Plea?

He is My “Love” and My “Sir”

I love my master. I couldn’t have explained it much better than in my responses to comments. I love having someone that cares about what I’m doing, what I think, and what I feel, someone who disciplines me when something isn’t right, someone who claims me as his publicly (on the internet).
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He is My “Love” and My “Sir”