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I had an interesting photoshoot over the past weekend. It was ribbon and rope bondage and it was my first time being tied up like that. As always I woke up anticipating my photoshoot, jumped in the shower, fed my men, and then the time was mine to make myself look pretty. Since I was planning on the red lipstick I wanted to be conservative with my eye makeup, after all I did not want to look like a very badly made up doll, Dinka Doll, doll, lol, no pun intended.  So I went easy with my eyes, opted in for a smoky light look. Topped it off with red mani and pedi and I was good to go. I jumped in my car, turned on my book and took off. Upon arrival I met my rope specialist Robbie, it was a first time I was meeting him, as far as photographer, and I have shot with him before on many occasions. He proved to be reliable, fun, very professional and what's more important – he is a good photographer, who got me published.   After I dressed, or better say undressed I came out to...

I was supposed to see my Master friend today – it's Friday. I have not called to confirm, I am waiting, I am not really sure I want to go. I turn to my Tarot cards and ask a question. As I am shuffling a card falls out, and I interpret it as a message. I proceed to shuffle, and I get my answer as a NO. So I am already planning on how I will be calling him when I am half way home, and telling him that I totally forgot. Ten minutes later he sends me a text with a reminder, I exhausted every excuse. So I go and see my Master friend right after work. After all we did agree to meet every Friday for my training.  Came over, we talked, chilled, talked some more until the moment when I heard someone was opening the front door. That was his new Slave. A very smart, intelligent overweight and tired looking attorney. She was living with my Master friend for the past 3 month. She was recovering from her very bad marriage that lasted 20 years. All three of us are sitting and talking a...