Property Milestone

I am delighted to celebrate my fourth anniversary today with m’Lady Tethys! This is also an opportunity to post a copy of my latest Title Deed (this is the fourth version – we’ve signed one every year since our first anniversary). My relationship with m’Lady is complex, comprehensive, and full of joy: we are not just owner and property, but also partner and partner – we have an overarching relationship structure which does not rely on our D/s interactions, but is intensified and increased by it. Being long-distance adds extra challenges, but we have persevered and grown together through them.

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Happy Property

There are so many different ways that being owned by m’Lady makes me happy. There’s the tasks ey sets me to do – for example, for the last four weeks I’ve been emailing em links to 10 different arousing images every day (that takes a few hours on tumblr for each one, because I want to find images that not only I found hot but that also, hopefully, ey will). There’s the amazing birthday story that ey wrote for me (go read it!). And there’s the wonderfulness that comes from being in person.

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Auctioned (part 2)

Last year m’Lady Tethys wrote me a wonderfully hot story for my birthday – as ey has done every year we’ve been together. It’s one of the most wonderful gifts I receive. The story I awoke to on my birthday last month, however, is a little different in that it continues on from the previous year. And it is even hotter, especially if you get to hear em read it aloud (er, you don’t get that – I’m keeping it for myself)! I strongly recommend you read the first part if you haven’t – but either way, it is with permission and with great pleasure that I share these words with you now. Enjoy!

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Head Down, Arse Up

One of the positions that m’Lady most loves to see me in is one where I have my head down and my arse up. It’s a position that arouses em greatly (as it does me) because not only am I displaying my cheeks, but I also have cunt and arsehole easily accessible.

While I really like that position, aside from it eventually getting hard on the knees, I couldn’t quite grok the appeal of looking at me as I was in it. That is, until I asked my owner to take some pictures for me, so I could see what ey see.

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Tomorrow

Tomorrow is the day that I’ve been waiting for: it’s the day where I fly back over to Melbourne.

Tomorrow I will be back with m’Lady, my owner, for two whole weeks.

Tomorrow I will be on an aeroplane for four hours, wearing my knee-high boots, a short dress and no underwear. My tag will be shiny in my ear. My face will be bright with smiling anticipation. My aroma of arousal may possibly be noticeable, if you’re close enough.

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Treasured Property

Every January for the last few years, m’Lady and I have worked together on my Title Deed, the document which confirms the owner/property dynamic of our relationship, and the limits we’ve agreed to set upon it. We’ve gone through it, reviewing each section and clause, discussing what’s in the document and what’s not – what we’ve found to work (and not work) over the previous year.

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Auctioned

The story below was written by m’Lady Tethys as a birthday gift for me – I was thrilled to wake up and find it waiting for me in my inbox, along with an audio clip where ey read it aloud to me (as you can probably imagine, I wanked my brains out listening to it). It is with permission and with great pleasure that I share the words with you now, after keeping it to myself for a month.

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Cow Number 1 on Lambda Farm

Once there was a young red heifer, wandering across the fields. She had lost her herd: there was no farm she called home, nor any farmer’s whistle she recognised as familiar.

The cow was unaware that the sensation she felt deep below her stomachs, day after day, was loneliness – she had been weaned long since, and so all she had to do each day was amble and munch upon pasture grass (and wildflowers, when she came across them) for the long slow turning of the earth.

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Placed Around My Neck

Two years ago today, m’Lady placed a collar around my neck. This meant something very special to us both, but we didn’t make a big deal out of it – there was no celebration, no ceremony, no party (there was a lot of fucking, though!). Instead, beforehand we’d talked extensively about whether a D/s dynamic, specifically ownership, was something we both wanted. Before my visit to see eir I’d also arranged to have the collar custom-made by my friend Kiana, and we’d discussed the type of leather to be used, the shape and style, size and width of it.

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Slapping My Face

Only one person ever slaps my face. Or rather – only one person has ever slapped my face, more than once, with my full consent given and with a whole lot of pleasure gained for both of us!

These days, m’Lady slaps my face whenever ey feels like doing so. That can be in person; using my hand as proxy; or virtually over chat or text.

These days, I have permission – nay, orders – to orgasm each and every time my face is slapped by m’Lady (in person, by proxy, virtually). And I do. The most recent time was only a few hours ago.

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