Lately, we’ve received a couple of nasty comments, which—based on their barely legible ramblings—we assume were about my use of the term "my boys" when referring to my subs. So, let me be clear one more time: I call all subs "boys" in general, but that never, ever...

So, for years, Annie has had this very sizeable dildo she calls Clyde—a damn realistic one. She always told me it was a Clone-a-Willy mold of an ex-lover’s cock. I figured she was embellishing to mess with me. Maybe trying to make me jealous, add a little...

Well, shit. Had a conference call with Madam Nora, Mistress Heather, and Mizz Geena. It was not a good time. My performance? Apparently bad enough that my job is on the line. I mean, technically, I’m just a contractor getting paid per piece, but I’m still not...

Today brought an unexpected surprise. The doorbell rang, houseboy answered, and there stood a delivery of three dozen roses. Naturally, I assumed they were from my husband—but no. The card told a different story. Then my phone rang. A client. I don’t take on...

My family doesn’t know about my other work. Nothing about the dominatrix side of my life. Let’s just say their conservative hearts would probably explode if they found out—leaving nothing behind but thoughts & prayers. Combined with Cody’s and my determination...

So, uh… I’ve got a problem. Usually, I don’t keep count during punishment lashings. Just take ‘em, ride the wave, and move on. But this time? I have to keep count. Because this time, the number is insane. That’s my total for February. A new record. And since I’m a...

Oh, Mistress Meghan, with grace so divine, A sovereign presence, a force so fine. A leader, a guide, with wisdom untold, A spirit unyielding, both fearless and bold. From fate’s embrace, your journey began, A natural Queen with a powerful plan. In college halls,...