This room was so hot.
Not just in the “two sluts on a bed in heels and hoods” kind of way (though… yeah, that too), but literally. Like thirty degrees, sticky, no AC, just a tiny fan we had to switch off every few minutes so it wouldn’t ruin the audio. We were melting. But of course we kept going.
We’re both dressed in our matching (ish) black dresses. Mara’s is the sheer one, the kind that hugs her curves and shows off her massive tits — which, yes, my Owner told her to take out immediately. You’re welcome.
Mine’s more opaque. Still tight, still slutty, but a little more covered. And that contrast? It was intentional. He chose the fabrics. He knew exactly what He wanted each of us to show.
He always says I’m “the ass girl” and Mara is “the tit girl.” Which… fair enough 😇
So of course, the plan for this little scene was that she’d use her strengths to tease mine.
You’ll see what I mean in the next post. For now, let’s just say she had some shiny black gloves on… and I’m curious to hear your guesses about what exactly she did with them. And where 😏
I was so ready for it. Because this is one of the parts I love most about BDSM: the way it creates roles, contrast, structure. I’m not just a slut. I’m his slut. The one with the plug. The one who gets trained. The one who loves being shared.
And Mara? She’s newer, still exploring, but it’s thrilling to see her lean in. See her hands tremble slightly, then grip with more confidence.
That’s how it starts. Obedience builds. And submission grows from there.
2025-07-05 18:02:12 +0000 UTC
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Hi my dear VIP-fam 🖤
Since you’re getting the next little dose of Mara and me very soon, I wanted to take a second tonight to share something a bit more personal. No pic or video. Just thoughts. Just me, decompressing a little after spending time with someone new in our dynamic.
Playing with Mara has been exciting in that delicious, nerve-tingly way. She’s still new to all of this. She’s curious, open, beautifully nervous… and watching her navigate submission in real time is kind of addictive. It’s like seeing a new slutling being born 😇🥹
But something that’s come up with both Mara and Fiona — and a third girl you haven’t met yet (🤫) — is that they all have one thing in common: anal is a hard limit.
And honestly? I get it.
I had that same limit in the beginning. For a long time, even. It felt too intimate. Too raw. Too revealing in a way I couldn’t even name. Like it would strip me down to something even more vulnerable than being naked. And being used there, on camera, in front of all of you? That felt unimaginable at first.
But you know what? Over time, I changed. I shifted. I was trained. And little by little, it became not just possible but important. It became a symbol of how far I’d come, how much I’d surrendered, how deeply I trust the hands that use me.
And now, as someone who’s deep into her anal training journey, it’s fascinating to watch others bump up against that edge. Not to push them (never that!) but just to see them navigate it. See the difference in how they serve. What they offer. And what they hold back.
I think there’s space for all of that in BDSM. Not everyone has to do everything. But it’s also okay to talk about limits that change. Limits that soften. Limits that eventually become kinks.
I’m proud of where I’m at.
I’m proud of them for honoring their boundaries.
And I’m proud to share this process with you… the ones who’ve seen my holes stretch and my mind stretch right along with them 🖤
2025-07-05 18:01:13 +0000 UTC
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Looking back at these pictures from our Bedtime session, all I can think is… damn, I really was deep in it.
Hooded. Plugged. Collared. Mittens strapped tight. And that heat? Real. I was already sweating before He even touched me. But I didn’t care. I was in my headspace. Puppy mode. Quiet. Obedient. Fully open.
There’s something special about being reduced to just a body like that. No words. No eye contact. Just posture, breath, obedience. I wasn’t trying to pose or be pretty. I was just existing exactly how He wanted me to — plugged and waiting.
I love these kinds of sets because they feel so raw. Like you’re not just seeing my body. You’re seeing how my submission lives in it. The slight arch of my back, the way my fingers clench in the mittens, the way I press into the mattress when He uses me. That’s not performance. That’s who I am when I stop thinking and just let myself be His.
Hope you enjoy these little still moments from the scene.
I was a mess. A hot, shiny, leaking little mess.
Exactly how I like it 🖤🐾
2025-07-04 20:38:19 +0000 UTC
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Bedtime 🌙
I got to be a little puppy again tonight.
And honestly? It just feels right lately. Maybe it’s the heat. Maybe it’s the headspace. Maybe summer just brings something out in me… like the more I sweat, the more I want to be on all fours, tail in, collar clipped, completely obedient.
I’ve been wearing my black tail plug more again, and tonight my Owner laid it out for me along with my mittens. Just noticing them on the bed made my chest flutter. You know that feeling? Like, oh. That’s what kind of night it’s going to be 🥵
I was already in my shiny black faux leather stockings (I’m obsessed with them), nothing else. Just heels and my hood — the shiny, eyeless one. It puts me in the deepest subspace. No sight, no distractions, just the feeling of being owned.
I got myself ready slowly. Tail plug in, mittens on, and then I knelt on the bed and called for Him. Like a good little pet.
He came in for my bedtime inspection, and that alone already makes my body hum.
He checked my holes… thoroughly, of course. Tightened my mittens. Clipped my collar to the chain. And while He was busy strapping me in, I made myself useful 😏
His cock was right there. I was right there. You can do the math.
I sucked Him while kneeling, hands useless in those thick mittens, head tilted just right under the pull of the collar chain. It felt so right. My body knew exactly what to do.
And then… the fuck.
From behind.
Slow and hard and teasing, the kind that makes my whole body ache in the best way. And He did that evil little thing where He pulls all the way out and then pushes back in again. Over and over. No rhythm. No warning. It messes with my brain so much and I love it.
I was moaning into the bed, legs shaking, mittens clenched, tail wagging (mentally at least), and just taking it. Because that’s what I do. I’m His puppy. His hole. His toy.
He didn’t give me a cumshot tonight though 😭 No reward. Just the ache. The heat. The fullness. And then the emptiness again.
I’m still hoping I’ll earn it later tonight… but if not, I’ll wait. And whimper. And hope. Because obedience means holding the ache too.
2025-07-03 20:59:37 +0000 UTC
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Hi VIP-fam 🖤
So yes, you’re getting a very good Bedtime post tonight (and if you’re not obsessed with my tail by now, I don’t know what to tell you)…
But before you go drool over that, I just wanted to pop in with something extra. A little brain dump. No pic, no vid, just me — plugged, sweaty, overstimmed in spirit, and maybe being a little dramatic about it 😇
Tonight’s Bedtime clip was filmed a little while ago, but watching it back hit me so hard. Not in the intense, impact-play kind of way, but in the “oh right, I need that” kind of way.
I had my mittens on. My tail in. My collar clipped. Hood pulled tight. He inspected me, used my mouth, fucked me deep, teased the hell out of me… and then didn’t cum. And of course, didn’t let me cum either. Classic.
I swear He pulls out all the way and pushes back in just to make me stupid. It works every time.
Now I’m lying here in bed still thinking about it. I miss that version of myself. The puppy one. The leashed, drooly, needy one. And I know I’m due for a new round of that very soon.
So yeah. Just wanted to say thanks for being here. For reading these ridiculous horny journal entries. For being the kind of people I actually want to overshare with.
Now go enjoy the post. It’s a good one. I did my best. Even if my ass wiggle still needs work 😤🐾
2025-07-03 20:08:49 +0000 UTC
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