A long time ago… i thought about writing this book. Fast forward through a lot of shit and some pauses (for good reasons and silly ones as well) and I’m done with the project. My intent was to publish it via paperback only, but then I thought… why not a streamlined e-book as well? As … Continue reading
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bat magic
Recently, i had the opportunity to reconnect with someone i’d known 30 years ago. His introduction to “bat” will be here. His first taste of this blog will come from this post. i wrote something similar for Captain Chunky and some of this info is in my “Whatza wawbat” page as well. Today? i introduce … Continue reading
If you want to kiss the sky, better learn how to kneel
i’ve entered my third year of service to Master. i’ve worn His collar every day… for more than two years. First… it was a slender red length of yarn, then a silver anklet that nestled into a tin when it was replaced by the current steel cuff. Ah, and His proper leather circles my throat when … Continue reading
take the most from living
i’ve been trying to catch up on my sleep and get back to semblance of normalcy. The month of March wasn’t horrible – certainly not the worst month i’ve had in my life – but it was a troubling month… no… i was a troubled bat… a troubled person. Ghosts and choices and growth and … Continue reading
i choose
On fet the other day, someone dear to my heart shared her thoughts. She spoke of a Master she respected (one i respect as well) and how that Master spoke about how it was their task to make sure they helped slaves in their service… help them to be successful. That way of thinking is … Continue reading
It’s 1 degree fahrenheit… what a good day for an OUTing
A few folks on the fet side of life know what i do in my ‘vanilla’ life. Fewer still know the name my parents gave me – well, that name and the one i married into. Most folks on the fet side of life have just as much to lose as i do – by … Continue reading
The year of the bat
i smile as i title this post, as it is pulled from my memory of something Master said in a podcast. It has been – in many ways – the year of the bat. Tomorrow is New Year’s Eve and i could write this then, i suppose, but i’ll be busy with my life. It’s … Continue reading
sleep well, slave…
Those three words… like a salve to me tonight… sleep well slave Would that i could, i’d wing my way there right now to curl up at the foot of His bed (not a thought you are likely to hear me voice in a daylight moment). Yes, Master It’s been years since i heard or … Continue reading
Conquer me
Yesterday, Master corrected me in front of a group of people. He did not punish, He did not belittle, He simple corrected me. i do not like to be corrected… i wrote to Him later that i felt flushed at His words – uncomfortable at first. It took me a moment to accept them for … Continue reading
i don’t want to get married…
i don’t want to get married. Fact is, i’ve been there done that But this country i call home said i could marry MrX because he had testicles and i had ovaries… so what if he was a violent jerk… it was a proper marriage… disastrous, though. Ah, but when J wanted to be my wife? i … Continue reading