Play Partners

There are times when we misalign. When no matter what we do we can't even get a handle on ourselves. Sometimes you have to just let things run their course and wait for a guiding light to hove into view of its own accord. Sometimes things happen for a reason. Sometimes that guiding light can … Continue reading Play Partners

I Don’t Even Know What I’m Talking About Anymore

I'd like to say my mood has lifted, but it hasn't. I am quietly and frustratedly distracted by real life and small niggles that remind me how incompetent people can be. If you want a job done properly, do it yourself. And believe me, if I could, I most certainly would. Most of the upheaval … Continue reading I Don’t Even Know What I’m Talking About Anymore

No News Is No News

Well there's not much to report on the racehorse front. This weekend coming it will be three weeks since we met. I am bored of texting, bored of virtualness, bored of thinking about the possibilities and not enjoying the physicality. I suppose a lot of it has to do with the very busy and tiring … Continue reading No News Is No News


It's definitely a buyers market for us lasses. And I am thankful to be on the right side of that market. Submissives may not realise it, but every time they approach a domme they are 'selling' themselves, their personality, their skills, their intelligence and they are almost certainly doing it in competition with a number … Continue reading Racehorses

What I Am

This post was inspired by a comment I received on another blog entry. I felt compelled. Okay, maybe it was a trigger. Oh those feelings of entitlement.... I have a number of selling points. I think, I hope, for the most part that they scare off a bunch of prospective subs, though perhaps my Fetlife … Continue reading What I Am

Early Memories

What are your earliest memories of kink? Mine are a bit fuzzy. In the same way that I don't remember my first kiss, or the first time I had sex, although I think this is probably because they were fairly underwhelming as first times often are. I come from a 'normal' middle class southern England … Continue reading Early Memories