Category Archives: Letters to Dreamwalker

I Need No Faith

My Love,   I am not good at all with the spoken word.  The language of my heart comes only through my writing so I write you this in hopes to express to you the meaning you have in my life.   When I met you, I had no idea that you were to be the

Impolite Sadist

I couldn’t have been more content last night drifting off to sleep, thoroughly enjoying the warm burning in my nipples and the throbbing from the welts on my ass. What a day we had. I arranged for an overnight surprise for Dreamwalker. I asked him to pack the new whips and a fresh pair of

What is Love?

Dreamwalker asked me the other day when I asked him how much he loved me….How can I quantify love?  It got me to thinking what is love really, how do you explain it in words? He was so right.  There is no way to express love in words. Love is so many things and he

Going Feral

Lust is such a wicked master.  I am your submissive, but tonight  I am a slave to my own lust.  My lust for you. Your scent, your sweat, your growl in my ear puts this bitch right into heat so much it hurts.  I want to scream and pull my hair out, dig my nails

This Moment

I was thinking today about death.  I thought…..What would I do if I found out I was dying?  I got carried away with this thought and found myself paralyzed with fear.  Not the fear of death itself, but the fear that I would have to say goodbye to you and to J.  I wondered would

His

It must have been 3:00a.m. when I woke up. I was in such a deep sleep and felt warm fingers pinching my nipple, I thought I was dreaming. I lay there enjoying the tingling sensation flow throughout my body while I gently came out of my slumber. More pinching, getting tighter and harder and filling

Drowning

I feel completely out of sorts. I have never felt this way before and it needs to change. For myself and my son and Dreamwalker. I have been going through a lot of problems with my son, I have been sick…a lot in the last month, probably stress related, trying to navigate my way through

Feminism…Yeah, I really said that

It is my belief that the feminist movement of the 60′s/70’s has been the instigator of a lot of the worlds problems.  I believe that it is responsible for the current state of the worlds economy, the destruction of the traditional family, the increase in the crime rates and the current way men and women

I Deserve to Be Heard

I have never shared this in this way before, but this is  a letter I wrote to my ex.  We were together for five years and I hope if anyone that reads this is in this situation or ever has been in this situation, that you find hope in this.  Hope, because I am in

Your Collar Around My Heart

If I could show you the love in my heart, you would never feel sad again If you could look at it, touch it, feel it would you believe in it more? If I could show you the love in my heart, you would never worry again You would know it was nothing to fear,