His stern words i dread
But i learn how to behave
From the words that he’s said
And his tone that i crave
Continue reading “Scolded (Poem)”
My road from complete independence to submission.. imagine coasting down a smooth hill on your bike feeling the breeze on a hot day. (Doesn’t that sound nice? Well.. wake up!). i can’t speak about anyone else’s road but mine. i should call it a rollercoaster rather than a road, it twists, it turns to get around obstacles, loops backwards extremely fast and yet moves forward so slow that it needs those loops to build any speed to get anywhere. But maybe you don’t know what i’m talking about.
Continue reading “Road (Rollercoaster) to Submission”
i know what i’d done
That i’d had the nerve
Continue reading “Punishment (Poem)”
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)”
i procrastinate. i don’t like that i do this, i seriously need help.
Continue reading “i Procrastinate… Always (also on EP)”
i adore my Dom and i respect him and his decisions. Continue reading “i’m Very Sorry, Sir”