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The movers grabbed the furniture, I grabbed the few boxes I had, and in less than fifteen minutes, they were done. I took a last look at my apartment—my freedom, my independence—and then we headed to Master’s. For as wealthy as Master was, his house was very nondescript from the outside. It looked like any…
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So today is the big day: the end of the two weeks. I know absolutely as much about him as I can find out, and I know what I want in the relationship if I were to become his slave. There’s just one thing I couldn’t figure out, so I asked him today. “Why me,…
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So I’m feeling accomplished. I didn’t like the “distant past” style of telling the Slave Chronicles, so I went back and made them more “this happened today or over the last few days”-tense. Doing so has also split them up into six shorter chapters instead of two, which should make it much less daunting to…
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It was a warehouse that just kind of blended in with everything else around. There was nothing on the outside, save for the company logo, and that wasn’t really descriptive enough to give anybody any indication of what went on inside. Not that there was anything wrong with what went on inside: mostly it was…
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Okay, it’s been four days, and I still can’t think straight. I have a little PTO left, so I took today off. But I didn’t rest. My alarm went off as usual, and I began researching everything I could about M. I learned M was for his last name, “Montesquieu,” and that he had received…
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There’s not really much erotica in this one, but I wouldn’t want to scar the tender-hearted for life, so I went ahead and flagged it as such. Those looking for steamy romance will probably be disappointed. “Come on!” Cindy hissed, leading her friends through the woods. The moon shone dimly through the trees, and a…
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This weekend has been…interesting. I’m sitting here, waiting on the truck Master sent to pick me and my possessions up. I quit on Friday morning, and by noon, I found myself standing outside my office with a box of my stuff. Then I told the leasing office I was vacating, and they handed me the notice…
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So, one of my readers asked me about BDSM today, and I thought to myself that I should probably do an entry on it. Frankly, I’m surprised I haven’t already, but looking through my posts, apparently I haven’t…shame on me. Whoo boy, where to start. Let’s start with a definition: BDSM is an acronym that…
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I’ve been working on my next book for a while now and have hit a bit of a lull; I’m at that point where I feel kinda “meh” about it (like I often do after the climax…pun intended). It occurred to me that I’m not very good at writing serially, that is, writing a chapter…
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So, in an attempt to cure my loneliness, I did something I haven’t done in quite a while: went back to the Dallas Eagle to see if there were any like-minded, kinky people there. Damn, I miss the old Eagle. The new one has so few leathermen, and the ones who actually deigned to wear…
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One should not complain about one’s choices, but as the saying goes, “when there are no good choices, all that’s left are bad ones.” In that case, can one really be expected to be happy about making a bad choice out of lack of good ones? I know that I am alone because I choose…
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Well, I couldn’t take it anymore. I thought I was being so clever as I messaged the guy on FB and said, “Hey, I’ve got something to say to someone at the bar, but I don’t know how the person’ll take it. I know the person on FB, too. I feel like I oughtta talk to…
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No time for poetry this morning, so prose it is. This has been on my mind off and on the last few days but particularly since I woke up. I want to kiss your lips and feel your hands on my arms. I want to unbutton your shirt and see what lies beneath. I want…
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So I decided to get myself a Bluetooth keyboard for those days that I’m sitting bored at the laundromat and want to work on a blog entry or one of my stories. It just came today, and I decided to give it a shot. So far, I’m pretty satisfied; it responds well, paired really easily,…
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I gotta go to work, but this has been weighing so heavily on my mind the last few days that I gotta get it off my chest. I mentioned in On Helping When You Can that it was an interesting night on Saturday. What I didn’t mention I started to write and then stopped, but it’s just…
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I had an interesting experience last night. Two, actually. For one thing, I noticed that the knife they’re using at the bar to cut up limes is the worst kind of dull. I think you might have had equally bad luck with a butter knife, yet the bartender dutifully cut up something like 20 limes…
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What do you get when you mix a hopeless romantic with a hopeless idealist? Well, me, or course. It is my blog, after all… Anyway, the thought occurred to me the other day as I was walking in the pasture. After years of being by myself—completely by choice—I was beginning to think that perhaps I…
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It’s taken me months to get around to it, but I finally bit the bullet and commissioned a cover for Shane and Colton. I got it today, and I’ve uploaded it to Amazon, proofed the book, set a price, and pushed Publish. Now I’m just waiting on Amazon to review it, and then I’ll be able…
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So today’s Thanksgiving, and although I haven’t really celebrated it much in the traditional way very many times in my life, I have taken to at least trying to keep up with the spirit of the holiday and making a (mental) list of things for which I’m thankful. I know I already have one of these…
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Candles set alight: A new life is beginning. Burn brightly, my child. Candles burning bright, Filling the room with sweet scent, And warming my soul. Candles extinguished: It’s such a very sad smell, Like childhood lost.
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