BDSM is Love

Wow, I can’t believe it’s been a year since I started my list of rules that has grown steadily longer and more invovling. I couldn’t live without these rules now that I have them. I wrote about the struggle with doing what Master wishes, and that I wasn’t feeling submissive enough to care about doing them. I sure was getting in trouble a lot. I spent 2 weeks without chocolate, I was on Master’s bad side for most of the month and near the end I realized just how lucky I was to be with him.

This is the month I also discovered Fly Lady. I have been doing babysteps to a clean home off and on for a year? No way, my house does not look like I’ve done a thing to it. Probably means I’m doing it wrong.

Some days I wish I were a cat. Especially if I was MY cat. They just lay around all day, have lots of toys (for which they choose scraps of paper to play with instead) and the best mommy in the whole world. They adore me and I’d love to be the one worshiping someone just to get the best cuddling and petting and attention. ROFL, I just re-read that, boy does it sound silly.

–luna