This Blog Has Gone International


So I took a look at my stats just now – it’s something I like to do once in a while, just to gauge how some writings are working for people – and I couldn’t help but notice this blog has kind of gone international, which is really effing cool.


I mean, I started out in a dark bedroom, nervous as hell that what I was writing was going to be perceived as weird and naïve. I’m still that way after three years writing here, though less so.


Never ever did I think I’d get much of a response from anyone, let alone reach places like Mexico or South Africa.


Before I get giddy about all things writing, internet and stats, I just want to say thank you to each and everyone of you. Even if you don’t comment, are shy to comment, whether your English isn’t good (in your eyes) or you don’t know where to start. Thank you, from the bottom of my heart. This support means a tremendous amount and helps me to write, even on my most anxious days.


Now, for anyone interested: USA is the biggest source of hits most days, usually followed the UK and Australia. That may or may not be myself and my kitten though. If any Aussies are lurking, please stand up! It’d be nice to connect.


Outside of those top three, things vary. I’m not a tech guy, I don’t know what’s a genuine reader or a bot. For all I know, AI could be taking a liking to BDSM and found my blog. There’s a Sci-Fi story for later – an artificial person discovers BDSM and yearns to be human.




Usually Canada knocks Australia out of the top three, sometimes it’s Germany that takes that place. Spain, Brazil, Portugal, France – these are all places I’d never ever thought I could connect to.


I’m not going to delude myself. Not everyone that comes by would like my writing, that’s the nature of the beast. I know this. Still though, I am just like a kid in a candy store, just grateful and giddy and eager to know everything and I’ve always been a bit of a chatterbox despite any language barrier or difference of opinion.


So. If You’d Like, feel free to drop by the comments section and say hello. If you are self conscious, feel free to email. If you feel you aren’t good with English, write anyway. I love language, I would work to translate and communicate.


But absolutely no obligation to anyone.


I’m just happy you guys are along for the ride.


BDSM, Our Journey and Destiny: Musing about the mechanics of life

When I was intwined in a cocoon with my pet, her being leashed and drifting away to a peaceful slumber after a lengthy and quite intense session, you know what I felt? That this spot right here – was where I was supposed to be.

So I guess I want to ramble about Destiny. Humour me and call it a journal entry. My little cosy cabin away from my blogs about self-help, if I may be bold in calling it such – My cabin where you all are invited. So please: take off your shoes, get comfortable. Sit by the fire and allow me to indulge in something that’s increasingly clear to me: Everything in my life has lead me to this point in time, right here, in my pet’s arms after that breathtaking session. Stop me if I’m repeating myself.

But has it been that way for you? If you look back at your life, do you feel you’ve walked this path that led you to that epiphany, which just happened to lead you to my cabin? Even you and I – we’re connected now. Can you feel that? I’m world’s away, an ocean apart – and here I am, in your mind as you read my words? Whatever lead you to your epiphany about the lifestyle has lead you to my blog and perhaps many other Dominant’s blogs. If I’ve helped you discover something about yourself or you are trying something new with that special someone because of me, then fate has intertwined us together. I’m a connecting thread to you now, insignificant and faceless I may be, but a spoke in the wheel all the same, if I am using that terminology rightly.

For me, I look at my life and I look at my pet’s life and we have danced together for years, like criss-crossing threads, just weaving in and out of each other’s lives like cameos until this very point in time, where the threads meet. Become one, even. Here we are – all the plot points in my stories and all the plot points in her stories led us to this one point. Think about it: two different people, two different lives and yet the jigsaw puzzle pieces she needed to connect to were mine.

Isn’t that magic? Doesn’t that just make you look back on your own life and ponder: Did I need to do this to get to this epiphany? How much of us have lost time being scared of giving ourselves completely to the lifestyle? Did we all need that lost time to come to terms with it? Would we have drone it differently? Perhaps, but in my case, anyway, I needed things to play out exactly as they did, in order for me to be lying here in her arms, with her being leashed.

If you’ve made it through my ramblings without skipping, if your eyes are wide and your mind pondering back on your life, I owe you a hug. Thank you for allowing me to indulge.

I don’t know if it’s a case of coincidence or just magic working two people’s lives but it fills me with warmth regardless. Or maybe that’s just the fire from my proverbial cabin. Stay as long as you need to, folks. There’s tea, coffee and biscuits in the kitchen and room for all.

After all, we all might be connected by that thread.