femdom relationships/  musing/  my boy/  snowflake

Hello Ma’am

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SGC of the wonderful Submissive Guy Comics tumblr recently posted this really sad comic.

When I saw it, it brought back a rush of memories. My memories are usually packed away and mostly inaccessible without concerted effort, but they are sitting close to the surface for me at the moment because of my anniversary post. When I was thinking about what to write, I looked back on old posts and personal writings to find something that seemed a fitting topic, so quite a few things that are normally hidden away are floating right there in my peripheral vision.

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musing/  snowflake

On the occasion of my not-really blog anniversary

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Holy fuck, this blog is 5 years old!

Okay okay, I confess, 5 years and one month and one day because I am rubbish at keeping track of these things and forgot about it, then I realised yesterday, and couldn’t be arsed to write a post and so, here we are at 5 years, one month and one day old (I would like to point out that I could have lied about that because I bet none of you would have checked and called me on it! But I’m an honest sort).

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sent emails/  snowflake

My sent emails VII

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[This was the start of my relationship with my snowflake.  He emailed me on his first day on the BDSM site and, well, there I was… And submissives say finding a Domme is difficult… pfffttt…  Re the soap reference, his profile was hilarious and he had listed ‘soap making’ as one of his fetishes (as you do, right?)…]

Hello CuteNicknameBoy,

Smart, funny, articulate…be still my beating heart.

And a lifelong supply of soap to boot (not made of human body parts is it, because that’s kind of a deal killer).

How much better can it get?

Ferns

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snowflake/  top pick

No more…

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“I can’t do this anymore…” He blurted it out in a rush, like he had to release it or it would never come out.

I looked at him. They were the first words out of his mouth after our greeting through the car window. I had pulled up outside the restaurant, he was waiting there for me. It was obvious that he had a lot more to say.

I nodded at him. “Wait, we can talk about it…”

I went and parked, walked back to the restaurant, my head not yet spinning, not yet in turmoil. I was curious, that’s … Continue Reading

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