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About Me
I am a submissive bisexual woman. I have been with my Master for 12 years. We have always had a Dom/sub relationship but over the last few years we have stepped it up a notch with stricter discipline. We have 3 children that are not raised in the life style, we are very careful to make sure it is our lifestyle and not theirs. This causes some difficulties and means things get put oh hold some times. But we live it 24/7. I am an artist and create and express my self many ways. I have bipolar which causes major moods shifts for really happy to really sad.... this makes life hard. So many extremes of emotion can make serving and complete obedience hard at times. Some days I have to struggle through the day in hope that tomorrow I will feel like myself again. But there is nothing in life like the joy I feel when I am serving my master and he is pleased with me.
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| Pet's Interests |
| art, photography, submission, bondage, BDSM, writing, poetry, family,reading, Gor, outdoors, natur, emusi, cmovies |
| Pet's Music |
| Firehose, Evanescence, Tool, Disturbed, Allman Brothers,James Brown, Paul Simon, The Sisters of Mercy, Nina Simone, Janis Joplin, Pink Floyd, The Cure, London After Midnight, Eva Cassidy, Space Hog, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Bob Marley |
| Pet's Literature |
| The Mists of Avalon, The Lord of the Rings, The Loc, The books of Gor, Firethorn, any thing by..., Christopher Moore, Dean Koontz |
| Pet's Media |
| Casablanca, Stranger Then Fiction, The Princess Bride, Rocky Horror Picture Show, The Lord of the Rings film trilogy, Bram Stokers Dracula, Donnie Darko, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless mind |
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Latest Posts on My Submissive Life
poly possibility and more
"Once in a while you get shown the light
In the strangest of places if you look at it right."
~Scarlet Begonias, Grateful Dead
at this moment Added On 2010-08-30 16:30:47
poem about right now
Repeatedly I played with myself bring myself to the edge until I had my body a quivering mess of want and need, then I stopped, denying my self release from lust greedy grip. In time I fell asleep and woke in a dream. In my bed, candle light, the sm
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