BDSM is Love

I’m slowly coming down from *that* high and I just don’t want to let go. Not yet, just linger, let the moment softly linger within my mind. Yes, sex turned to spontaneous play turned to mind altering, full of laughs and giggles (that’s, right I’m a giggler when I am euphoric) and mellowed sensations. Master says I have a glow and I know he seems more alive that I’ve seen him in awhile. It’s been a long time since we played where I reached something other than discomfort or “stop.” I have beautiful raspberry like marks on my inner thighs and I am proud of them, and Master asks me every time, “Are you proud of them?” “Yes Master, I am, I really am.”

I have begun a vanilla diet/lifechange blog. Master agrees that he’d like to see this blog stay a submissive emotion and thought based blog so I formed another one that I can spread around the world and hopefully keep me motivated to loose weight. If you would like to join my support team, just visit my diet blog as often as you like and drop a line or two of encouragement. Please just keep in mind that this blog will be vanilla, that my friends and family will see it, so don’t reveal my lifestyle on it. (I’m sometimes sorry I don’t put that disclaimer on things, so here it is now.)

Diet Blog: Recreating Me

I gave my BDSM presentation today. It went remarkably well. I was nervous as always but the reception was good and the class seemed interested at least just a little. This was the 4th time I gave this presentation, and I know it won’t be my last. I have at least next semester still on campus. If I opened up a few minds, then I am glad.

–luna