Category: hnt

>HNT: symbols

>symbol (sim-buhl)-noun: something used for or regarded as representing something else; a material object representing something, often something immaterial; emblem, token, or sign.

There are many symbols in our world.
When a person wears a ring on their left hand… generally it means that that person is spoken for… married or intent. Sometimes it’s just a sign of commitment. Either way there is a heavy weight put behind this outward statement of such an inner feeling.

For me… my wedding and engagement rings are a sign that I am married. It means that I have promised myself to my husband for the rest of my time on this Earth. I wear my rings everyday… all day. They are special to me… a part of who I am now.

When a person wears a collar… generally it means a person is owned in some form or another. The depth of such ownership is decided upon the couple. A collar is also equally as heavily weighted as a ring as it is not something that should be taken upon lightly. It’s a commitment all of its own… to be in a relationship that is ran by one partner sexually and/or in everyday life.

For me… my collar is a sign that Ben is my dominant… sexually. We are equal partners in all other things. It means that I agree to submit to him… to meet a sexual need we both have. I wear my collar everday… all day. It is special to me… a part of who I am.


>HNT: lazy afternoon


Things have been so busy here… so much going on.
Its always nice to take time out to lay in bed..
even when its a wee bit chilly….

>HNT: silver balls


Less is more?

>HNT:Moving on

So here we are. I never thought I’d be here.. but I’m sure that is just silly to look at things that way. Most good things come to an end. This blog has came to its end. That makes me sad… but it must happen for good reasons.

It’s time to continue my story… unwritten.

Just sitting here… looking at that cursor blink… I should have more to say… some big finale… and yet I don’t. It’s been fun… I’ve enjoyed every minute of sharing a window into my world. It’s given me something… something I cant quite describe. It’s nice to be able to look back on stuff… to reread it and be completely wrapped up in how I felt in that moment. That is something truly special. My blog has been truly special to me.

I shall miss having my own space to the world.. but I think this will be a good thing still. I’ll still be around reading… as long as other still continue to share. Thanks for reading!

I’m Moving On
Rascal Flatts

I’ve lived in this place and I know all the faces
Each one is different but they’re always the same
They mean me no harm but it’s time that I face it
They’ll never allow me to change

>HNT: steamy


>HNT: little black panties


What wonders are within.

>HNT: white apron


I wear a white apron everyday….
Just like the one above…
I do this so I keep clean…
cause honestly…
I get into my work.

With or without that though…
I’m a very dirty girl…

No apron will change that.

>HNT: together


No matter what comes our way..
Despite what trials we shall encounter..
I know that we’ll always face them together.

No matter what.

>HNT: invitation


Spreading my legs.. I call you to me… inviting you to touch the softness of my thighs..
Inviting you to venture further… to the wetness that grows between my legs..
Inviting you to fill me… to take my breath away as you completely impale me…



’nuff said.