July 28, 2005


I've made a start on a links page.

If you'd like a link to your site added then leave the details as a comment to this post.

Banner exchanges and the like are more than welcome

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July 05, 2005


Although visitors to this site can't start new threads, they are allowed to comment on existing posts.

So if you want to leave any feedback, observations or anything that isn't spam then click on the "Comments" link below to contribute your words of wisdom.

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April 06, 2005


It isn't funny.

It's sad.

How she took his trust and abused it. How she took all that time he gave her and wasted it. How she wants to regain something that she tossed aside. How she is the one who has let the chance steal away. How she made no effort until now.


Why should he allow himself to be the consolation prize? When whatever game it was she was playing didn't pan out she comes scuttling back to him.

Why should he think that she knows how angry he was? When she was only too quick to say that his anger was unwarranted.

Why, on that last fateful night, did she continue to portray herself as the injured innocent? When she knew her story was coming apart at the seams she continued to try to defend the indefensible (if she had half a brain she should have spotted the signals ages before that she had been rumbled).

Why did she lie about being in Portsmouth? When she obviously wasn't there.

Why should he think that she will tell him the truth this time? When all she told him before were countless lies.

So many questions. But will she answer them???

She'll have to accept his cynicism. All things considered, she should hardly be surprised.

And if she wants to try to make amends she should tell him the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth.

About her husband, her ex, the man who went to Iraq, the man who supposedly appeared on her doorstep unannounced one Friday night and stopped the weekend, the photos, how they appeared on another profile... everything... including all the bits she's missed out ...

... the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth...

And even if she does it might not make any difference.

But that's a chance she'll have to take.

If she's serious.

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April 05, 2005

Lost - in time and space

Isn't it funny... if you let time slip by it steals your ability to regain it? Making a mistake- however grave only grows if you let time pass.

She does know how angry he was/is with her - and she wakes often in the stillest night having dreamt of his voice.

But she doesnt know how to make amends -

Or even if she can.

So she sits and waits for the smallest of signs...

and wonders if he misses the sound of her voice - just a little?

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March 14, 2005

There comes a point

When one can't help but wonder.

Where one lets a submissive have the time and space to meander.

And one's patience and trust get sorely tested. And abused?

Every time she has a choice, she makes the wrong decision. Is that respecting someone who gave her that freedom? Or just taking advantage?

She knows how precious that freedom is. She knows how rare it is that someone would allow her that. So why does she treat it with so little regard? Why does she take it for granted, giving nothing back in return?

She needs to think long and hard about the bigger picture.

Because if she cannot respect someone who gave her that much time and space then she will stand no chance with anyone who is more demanding.

She knows this already. But will she, once again, bury her head ostrich-like in the sand.

She is fast running out of chances. But she knows that too..

It is for her to decide. Although I fear that the die has already been cast.

Which is a pity.

But there is only so much I can say

There is only so much I can do.

And there is only so far she can push me...

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March 13, 2005

Grey days and stormy skies

Not all things go smoothly in life...

and some things are more complex than others.

Some things are precious , not always conventional and would be sadly missed. A voyage of discovery after all must start somewhere... and why should that somewhere NOT be in cyber space?

I guess though it would take two people to understand that even cyber space has value...and a greater man to allow a submissive to meander her way to him , however slowly....

She kneels and considers the bigger picture... are you him she asks??

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January 21, 2005

Time flies - and no fun!

How lovely...to log on and find his words. It somehow brings him closer to her, and she smiles.

A horrible week or so, first a devastating work week and then a week tucked up in bed ALONE being snuffly and horrible!!

His patience never fails to amaze her, and she smiles wickedly, now she is recovered she will have to find some way to make it up to him...

I wonder how??

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January 11, 2005

She had a hard day today

And a disppointment in the evening.

We are both so frustrated. That she's in a situation where we can't mail each other freely.

But we talked. And giggled and laughed. And she fell asleep with a huge smile on her face.

I love the way that she appreciates me. It is easy for me to want her. It is special to know that she wants me. I don't think anyone has ever cared about me like that before.

Next week I want her to read back over this and know that I was thinking of her every day.

And should she read this before then. She should order room service to stock the fridge with Phish Food.

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January 10, 2005

k is tied up all this week...

... figuratively rather than literally, unfortunately.

But if she does get a moment to look at this.

I just want her to know that I adore her even more. And I can't wait for Friday night.

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January 09, 2005

If you want to know why I adore her

We had plans for Sunday.

And then her sister descended. Unannounced (I think 20 minutes notice counts as SERIOUSLY unannounced).

So much for spending all afternoon in bed.

But we can always make up for lost time another day. And we will. Very very soon...

k is asleep right now. She has a 5am start.
She is sleeping having enjoyed a beautiful orgasm.

"Baby..., Baby...," she sighed.

When she wakes in the morning. And I'm still asleep. I want her to know that I adore her.

And if you want to know why...

Then take a look at this

She is so, so good.

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On my knees at his feet....

Who would have thought that my journey would begin so easily.... I knew what I didn't want.. but was unsure what I did want. S replied to an advert I placed and from his first reply we had a connection that others may spend their whole life seeking.

He is kind, and gentle and his knowledge of what I need and how he understands me brings me to my knees in gratitude.

Our journey has begun, we share it with you the reader... I hope you enjoy it as much as we will. Kxx

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To the journal. A place for us to discover ourselves. And for you to share in our discoveries.

k is an almost shameless exhibitionist. So once we are up and running, suggestions for things that she might do, or He might do to her, will be more than welcome.

And if they are really good ideas we might try them and tell you what happened.

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