I woke at 6 AM to the sound of my alarm, an hour before mistress. Though the cupboard under the stairs was hardly luxury, I couldn't help but feel I was the luckiest slave in the world. I began my morning chores, scrubbing and cleaning the kitchen, before loading mistress' laundry into the washing machine. I then began to hand wash her panties, a task I reli...
NOTE: This text might be better enjoyed if you have an understanding of Brahminical liturgy, Hindu texts and classical Sanskrit literature. However, this is not mandatory as long as you can make the connect between the contradictions in the two narratives. I have added references in the footnotes to guide you. ***** The morning sun is still a balmy orange....
Today my slave cleaned my apartment, did my laundry, washed my car, made me lunch, took my dog for a walk, and went grocery shopping for me. He paid for my groceries and made a car payment for me, too. As I sit before my computer this afternoon, my slave is beneath my desk and he is gently sucking my toes. It feels wonderful and very relaxing. I feel reflect...
Walking around the natural grotto by the Greek shoreline, I'm struck by a statue on one side, its stone worn by the passage of time, but the beauty and grace of its lines still evident. It's a nereid, I think, the sea nymph that once was the patron of this grotto. I wonder what sacred rites were once performed here... When I turn to go, I trip, falling into...
For those interested in training slave positions like Kristin learned, here is a guide. If you're familiar with other slave position systems, you'll notice they tend to have 10 or so numbered positions.. Ten or twelve is about the ideal number to remember, and I use a few more, but I break them into four short sequences instead. A. Basic positions (used bot...
Louise gave a small, inward sigh of contentment as she knelt before her Master. She was naked and kneeling in His preferred formal kneel. Quickly she ran a quick mental check of her position to ensure that she was positioned perfectly. Her thighs were parted to show Him what was His and her hands were laying, palm upwards, on her spread thighs. Her head was...
This is meant to be a short and unconnected fantasy about the Dead or Alive character Helena Douglas which I discussed with another website's user. Our discussion kind of jumped around to different fantasies and how it would progress from breast worship to ass worship, for instance, so if I post more material about this, it will be short, ending without much...
Sitting in Starbucks, I was relaxing after my first week of work at a new job. It was a new part of town for me, and I wasn't very familiar with my new surroundings, but I felt comfortable pulling into the coffee shop, even though all of the other businesses clearly catered to the Latino population that they served. As I sipped on my caramel ribbon crunch f...
4th Day: Dog leash & Paint Job Next morning the alarm clock woke me up. My throat was aching from the tight collar. I could barely move my head. I got dressed and rushed downstairs to prepare Madame's breakfast. Soon enough everything was ready. Just in time. I got the dish and went upstairs. -May I enter Madame? -Yes. I entered her bedroom and stood b...
Hello, there. Crystal McCain is the name. I'm a five-foot-eight, blonde-haired and green-eyed Irishwoman living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. In the eyes of the world, I'm a nice person. I major in Business Administration at Algonquin College and I'm transferring to Carleton University at the end of the year. Privately, I lead a very sordid exi...