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Since I was asked for more insights into my daily life, here..

Since I was asked for more insights into my daily life, here are a few pictures of it 😉

Last night, I worked on my presentation until almost 2 a.m. because I was so stressed about it that I couldn’t sleep beforehand. So I got up this morning around 8 a.m., got ready in the bathroom, and then started with the usual morning chores (cleaning the bathroom mirror and toilet and unloading the dishwasher). Then I took my dog for a walk and continued working on my presentation. After that, I rode my bike with my dog to the stable, and now I’m taking care of my horse.

I have to finish a presentation for university by next Thurs..

I have to finish a presentation for university by next Thursday, and this setup ensures there's no reason or opportunity to get up and distract myself from my studies 😉

My Master decided last night that he wanted to lock me up fo..

My Master decided last night that he wanted to lock me up for a longer period of time again. So, I set the kitchen safe for 16 hours before going to bed. Now it's 10:30 AM, and there are still over three hours left on the timer 😅🙈

I thought I’d share my current stats at the end of Locktober..

I thought I’d share my current stats at the end of Locktober 😉

Just a reminder: I only mark a single orgasm per entry, but it usually means I had at least one that day—typically more. Often, after a session, I don’t remember exactly how many, so I just mark the days. You can access my stats anytime through the pinned link 💜

I wish you all a happy Halloween 🎃👻🕷️🕸️🦇⚰️🏚️🕯️ with lots of ..

I wish you all a happy Halloween 🎃👻🕷️🕸️🦇⚰️🏚️🕯️ with lots of spooky vibes 👻🏚️ and sweets 🍬🍭🍫 and plenty of dark, passionate moments🥀🧛‍♀️🩸 in this spooky season 😉

Vampire shooting with @felixrubberfemboy 😍

Sealed again 🥰

Sealed again 🥰

Ready for getting edged 😏

Ready for getting edged 😏

Would you have your slavegirl clean your house in this outfi..

Would you have your slavegirl clean your house in this outfit as well? 👉👈🥹

I’m getting a hygiene opening on Tuesday, and I’ll be allowe..

I’m getting a hygiene opening on Tuesday, and I’ll be allowed to use my remote control toy for some edging. For this, I’m allowed to sell video sessions with me 😉

Message me if you’re interested in controlling my toy and watching my frustration build 😏

I'll get €15 for about 5 minutes.

Would you like to let me bite you? Just a try... Just a litt..

Would you like to let me bite you? Just a try... Just a little bit.. I’m craving 🩸 so much... 🧛‍♀️

Behind the scenes from my Halloween horror shooting with @fe..

Behind the scenes from my Halloween horror shooting with @felixrubberfemboy 😉

Had a sensual bondage session with @felixrubberfemboy 🪢🥰Foll..

Had a sensual bondage session with @felixrubberfemboy 🪢🥰

Follow him for really cute femboy latex stuff 😉

My Master was with me at home last week, and we lived out ou..

My Master was with me at home last week, and we lived out our D/s dynamic very intensely. I asked for permission for everything I did, including drinking, eating, and leaving the house. It was really nice, but also still quite unfamiliar. I also wore a lot of restraints and did household chores in high heels and cuffs while he worked. It felt amazing to be all dressed up and know that he was watching me from time to time and enjoying it. This is how I would love to live my whole life: always dressed up for him, doing things around the house while restrained, serving him, and making him happy 😌

One day, he had me kneel in front of him while he ate and cuffed my hands behind my back. As he ate, he fed me bits of food from his plate. When he finished, he put the leftovers on the floor and let me, still with my hands cuffed, eat the rest directly from the plate with my mouth. I especially loved being fed because it really highlighted that feeling of "I am completely dependent, and everything I have comes from my Master." But I also loved eating from the plate on the floor—it was such a thrill to be so restricted by him that even simple things became more challenging 🥰

This week has been incredibly hard to handle in terms of my frustration. My Master played with me multiple times a day, teasing me a lot. He even introduced a new trigger word for feelings of frustration and used it extensively. I was constantly dripping wet from arousal. At first, I was really surprised by how much. I know I get turned on quickly with him, but to be so wet that it was visibly running down my thighs was something new 😏

By Thursday morning, my frustration had turned into pretty intense anger, and I was afraid I might lose control because the inner tension was just unbearable 🤯 I didn’t have time that day to release it through exercise either. On Thursday afternoon, we started heading towards the convention, and on the way, we stopped to spend the evening at a sauna. I had really been looking forward to a relaxing evening there. But, as it turned out, things went very differently from what I had imagined 😅🙈

I generally really enjoy going to the sauna with my Master. He usually sits at the top and I sit one step below him, right between his legs so I can snuggle up to them. It’s always so nice. I love being so close to him over hours 😍

There was a guy in the sauna who was absolutely hot and totally my type 🤤 I told my Master about it, and he used it as an opportunity to tease and frustrate me even more, whispering all kinds of things in my ear over and over again. So much for relaxing in the sauna… 😅🙈

Later, my master took me to a secluded, unlit part of the sauna garden, threw me to the ground, and pinned me down. I ended up landing in some thorns, and he didn’t care at all that there were thorns. It was so fucking hot 😍🥰

During one of our sauna sessions, my Master brought ice into the sauna and kept rubbing it over my whole body. I hate the cold, so it was really unpleasant, and it was super hard not to squeal loudly 🙈 Especially after the steam infusion when he got the idea to put the ice under my towel, right on the crotch part of my belt, and held my hands so I couldn’t remove it 🥹

In the sauna we were at, there was an area you could book separately: a steam bath with a mud scrub. My Master booked it for us. I was a bit nervous because I couldn’t take my towel inside, but since we had the area to ourselves, it wasn’t a problem. I knelt in front of my Master on the floor and really enjoyed rubbing the scrub all over his body. After I was done, he used our entry wristbands as makeshift handcuffs and tied my hands behind my back before starting to rub the mud on me.

I really like it when he rubs something on me. Actually, what I love is the contrast between how I rub him and how he rubs me. It’s the same action, but carried out so differently. When I rub him, I caress his body. It’s not just about rubbing him; it’s about expressing my position and devotion to him.

When he rubs me, it’s thorough and not loveless, but it’s more like how I would groom a horse: with strong, firm, and purposeful movements. And I love that. He makes me feel like he values and takes care of me as his possession, but without coddling me 🥰

He even put some of the mud in my mouth, which was pretty gross but also really beautiful because it reminded me of our first meeting and our first session together 🥰

I didn’t enjoy him rinsing off the mud with cold water, though 😅

Shortly before the end, we went to the pool area (I was wearing a two-piece that covered my belt), and we went down the slides together. I absolutely love when he does things with me that appeal to my Little personality, and sliding down with him was really lovely 🥰

There was also a net above the water that you could climb along 😍. I love climbing so much; it makes me so happy 😊

After letting my Little out for a bit, my Master called me over and pressed my clit against a water jet, teasing me a bit more (Since the belt has holes, the water stream hits my sensitive spot perfectly) 😏

So guess what? The sauna visit wasn’t relaxing at all, but it was incredibly frustrating and also very enjoyable 🥰

After the sauna visit, we quickly went to a supermarket to get something small for dinner and food for the next few days. Afterwards, we were in the caravan and had another session after dinner: anal sex, lots of frustration, and the first ruined orgasm of my life.

In the session, I cried a lot out of sheer frustration. I spent the night in handcuffs, and that's how I started the fair weekend😅

I'll write more about the weekend in the coming days 😉

Halfway through Locktober! I’ve had an incredibly intense we..

Halfway through Locktober!

I’ve had an incredibly intense week. My Master has "treated" me to several ruined orgasms—my first time ever experiencing that. He’s also done some pretty heavy "renovation work" on my brain, and honestly, I’m feeling pretty wiped out at the moment. I’ll likely spend most of today in the cage, reflecting on the past week and on the fact that my Master has said multiple times that he probably won’t let me out of the chastity belt for the rest of the year. I’m curious to see if he actually follows through on that. I would kind of like to be fucked vaginally again sometime though 😅🙈

Hey everyone, I've had a pretty intense and exhausting kinky..

Hey everyone, I've had a pretty intense and exhausting kinky week. I'm still out with my master today and will be back home again this evening. I think I'll write a detailed report on the last week tomorrow and tell you a bit about it. I hope you are all doing well 💜

Imagine coming home late on a Monday evening. Tomorrow is ju..

Imagine coming home late on a Monday evening. Tomorrow is just another regular home office workday. Then, your Master takes away your sight by wrapping a bandage around your head. You can’t see anything at all. You can’t even open your eyes. He explains that you experience too much personal satisfaction when you see his orgasms, and that this isn’t appropriate for this month, which is all about chastity. Then, he cuffs your hands behind your back. You are completely helpless, totally at his mercy. You have no idea what’s coming next. You can’t see what he’s doing, and you’re scared. Scared because you can’t see the emotions on his face. Scared because you don’t know what he has in store. Scared because you don't know what’s going to happen, but you know that it could be pretty intense, and that he has no issue with pushing you to your limits, and perhaps even a little—or a lot—beyond them.

You’re kneeling on the hard floor, fighting with yourself. Fighting the fear, knowing full well that the situation will only get worse if you give in to it. And he teases you, what feels like forever. You’re no longer able to think straight. Your entire world, your entire being, is focused on him. And you stop existing. You completely lose yourself in him and the whirlpool of emotions.

Eventually, he leads you to the bedroom and throws you onto the bed. He positions your head so it’s hanging off the edge, your neck stretched out. Then, with one hand, he presses down on your upper body to hold you in place. The other hand forces your mouth open as he thrusts his cock deep into your mouth and down your throat. You gag, and the panic hits again. You squirm, the sensation of ch0king overpowering, but he doesn’t let go. The seconds feel like an eternity. Somewhere in the back of your mind, you know it’s only this bad because you gave in to the panic instead of relaxing. Then he pulls out, letting you breathe again, and you cry with relief. He praises and caresses you. He asks if he should take off your handcuffs or your blindfold. Every part of you is screaming for him to remove the blindfold, but you know that’s the wrong answer. You know you shouldn’t listen to that part of yourself because you belong to your Master, and it’s not about what you want. You know he wants you to touch and caress him, to continue surrendering to him. So you swallow your fear and tell him to take off the handcuffs. He unlocks them and lies down next to you in bed. You stroke him, and slowly, your tension eases as you lie in his arms. On the edge of your consciousness, you feel your thighs becoming wet and sticky, but it’s irrelevant. You’re entirely focused on what he’s whispering in your ear while he pleasures himself.

When he’s finished, he tells you to sleep, and you immediately fall asleep, amazed at how your body responds to his words like a remote control puppet.

The next morning, you wake as he grabs your hand. You still can’t see. But you feel another bandage as he binds your hands and arms together. Then he leaves you alone. You drift in and out, but you don’t really relax. You have no idea what time it is, and you can’t stop thinking about all the things you still need to do. When you wake up again, the bandage around your hands has loosened. But you don’t dare to take off the blindfold as well, because he made it very clear yesterday that you mustn’t. So you feel your way blindly through the apartment to go to the bathroom. Once you’re done, you continue feeling your way around. Suddenly, a hand grabs you by the neck and pushes you to the floor. Your Master has an online conference and uses you as a footstool. Your internal tension keeps building, as all you can think about is everything you still need to do. But you can’t say anything because you don’t know if his microphone is on and who might overhear. So you fight with yourself again. You know it’s wrong to be thinking about anything else, but you can’t help it. After a while, your Master pulls you up to your knees. He knows you’re tense. You tell him everything that’s on your mind, everything you have to do. He explains that he appreciates how much responsibility you take and how well you handle your tasks. But that you mustn’t forget that you only do these things because he enjoys allowing you to. And that one day, he will take all of your responsibilities away, and there will be no reason not to leave you blindfolded and handcuffed for days at a time. And that, right now, your only job is to be with him and cuddle, and it’s not your place to worry about what you still need to get done.

And in that moment, your tension slowly begins to fade, and once again, you realize that everything is so much easier when you dare to let go. And then you float through the next hours in absolute bliss, knowing that nothing you do is a given. Not being able to use your hands, or move freely, or even see the world around you. And that makes every little thing in your life beautiful and precious. And you are filled with deep gratitude because your Master grants you these experiences.

Had a cozy day, being cuffed the whole day 🥰

Had a cozy day, being cuffed the whole day 🥰

Today's marks 🥰

Today's marks 🥰

Today is bondage day 🥰🥰🥰 and I take a lot of pictures 😁

Today is bondage day 🥰🥰🥰 and I take a lot of pictures 😁

Some more impressions from today's custom video 😉

Some more impressions from today's custom video 😉

Preparing myself for a custom video 😁

Preparing myself for a custom video 😁

I’m starting my day today with chains, chai latte and some t..

I’m starting my day today with chains, chai latte and some thoughts about yesterday...

Yesterday was pretty exhausting for me. My Master was invited to a wedding with Agoria, hosted by an acquaintance of his who doesn’t know about my existence. That triggered some pretty negative emotions for me throughout the day. I really didn’t want to go to that wedding. I hate events where I have to make small talk and can’t be my authentic self. But not being invited to something like that means I’m not seen as belonging to my Master in a social sense, and that hurts. On the other hand, I have thoughts like, "Why should a slave accompany her Master to a wedding or even be invited to one?" I always say I want to be his slavegirl, not his girlfriend, and I truly mean that. And I hate that there’s no socially accepted way to handle this. I see myself as his property, and for me, that means a permanent, long-term relationship. But it's far from a partnership.

Right now, I’m feeling very confused and lonely. I’d love to connect with other girls in similar relationships who understand how I feel and with whom I can exchange experiences. This isn’t a game for me; it’s my reality, and often, I encounter a lack of understanding. When I talk to others about struggling with something or finding something difficult, the response is always, “Talk to your Master. He should be considerate or change something.” And then I’m left there, not understanding the world around me. I always talk to my Master. He always knows what’s going on with me. I have the instruction to always tell him what I'm doing and what's on my mind. But the solution couldn't be constantly making demands on him.

I think to myself, “I have a Master who loves me, who cares about my well-being, who supports me and takes care of me. What more could a slavegirl ask for? And how ungrateful would it be to keep making more demands?” Then I feel really alone because it seems like no one can understand that this isn’t a game for me, where the rules can constantly be renegotiated and that I didn't want to renegotiate it either...

Today is Heels training day 👠🥰And I was in a weird, listless..

Today is Heels training day 👠🥰
And I was in a weird, listless mood today, so I took some pretty pictures to improve my mood 😉

The last few days have been a bit stressful. Because I've be..

The last few days have been a bit stressful. Because I've been ill for so long, a lot of things have been left undone. And then I've been busy with my Locktober group and haven't had the time to post here either. But luckily the next few days should be a bit quieter and then there will be more content here again 😉
Wish you all a good night 💜

I hadn't seen my master for 3 weeks now because I was ill. A..

I hadn't seen my master for 3 weeks now because I was ill. After feeling pretty depressed about it over the weekend, I spontaneously went to see him last evening and stayed over night 😍 He then decided to open the seal again and use me extensively before Locktober starts 😏 he made me beg a lot for an orgasm, which I didn't get after all 😫 that was pretty frustrating 😅

And as frustrated as I was, he put me straight back in my belt and sealed it...

I'm in the bathtub again: answering messages, thinking about..

I'm in the bathtub again: answering messages, thinking about Locktober tasks and reading a bit 😊 Wishing you all a great day 💜

A few more pictures of my belt 😉

A few more pictures of my belt 😉

My beloved slavesister @agorianeosteel was with me for a few..

My beloved slavesister @agorianeosteel was with me for a few hours today because I'm still sick 😊 She cooked food, helped me with the household, and brought me sweets and lots of amazing manga 🥰 Thank you for taking such great care of me today. Love you 🤗😘

She also sealed my belt on behalf of our Master. So, my Locktober starts today 😉

Really looking forward to open my Locktober group later 🥰

Slowly feeling better 😊 wish you all a good evening 💜

Slowly feeling better 😊 wish you all a good evening 💜

I plan to create a group for Locktober 🔒The group is for any..

I plan to create a group for Locktober 🔒

The group is for anyone who wants to spend Locktober together, support each other, or enjoy watching me complete tasks and even suggest some 😏

There will be daily tasks that you can participate in as well. I will be posting pictures or videos every day of me completing my tasks, and you are welcome to share pictures and videos of yourselves too 📸 📹 I'll be creating the tasks on a weekly basis, so we can brainstorm ideas together in advance 🗓️

Participation in the group costs €20.

Feel free to DM me if you're interested 💜