Category Archives: Caning

It’s Only Pain

I’ve been haunted by a comment made well over 20 years ago by a domme who first showed me what some of the hitty, hurty things could do.  It’s where I discovered how I can go introverted and unable to speak to safeword.  As mild as it seems now, I took a lot more than she expected, and… Read More »

Time Rendered Meaningless

The last brainwashing session completely destroyed my sense of time.  It was no accident, she designed it that way and although outcomes with hypnosis are far from being guaranteed, her design succeeded quite spectacularly.

The Beat of the Music

I don’t have a soundtrack to my life.  I’m not one of those people who has a constant need for music, I find it too distracting and it will trigger my hatred of noise unless I’m prepared. Attending opera and concerts is a different matter and I can think of some sublime songs/arias (whatever you want to call… Read More »

A Different Type of Session

The only time I’ve ever known, even on only the most general level, as to what a session will include is the time she was breaking a hard limit and introducing me to needle play

3 Types of Flagellants

A while back I saw a tweet from the inestimable @WhoresOfYore and made a note of it at the time.  If you’ve never followed her, I highly recommend that you do.