Best Of My Blogdiddlyocious Writing

Most of these stories (a mix of truth, fiction and fantasy written for my online blog) will eventually be archived here on my ASSTR site and sorted into some kind of orderly system. Until then, use the links here to jump straight to things you might like to read.

"You don't plot a course for Serendip. Instead, you must set out in good faith for elsewhere and lose your bearings serendipitously." - John Barth in The Last Voyage of Somebody the Sailor (The Sinbad Saga) READ MORE

I used to view online "relationships" with a large degree of skepticism, especially when it came to cybering. For me, the whole concept of it just seemed so silly and laughable that I couldn't for a second ever imagine I could take it seriously. It's not that I didn't try it a few times with different people. I did, but invariably I found myself bored to death by the whole experience. READ MORE

Yesterday, I played a game in chat with Master that was quite possibly the most arousing experience I have had so far with him. It began the way our chats usually begin, which is to say he had me undress completely, secure his collar around my neck and leather cuffs around my wrists and ankles. READ MORE

I'm English-born and was raised the old fashioned way by upper class parents with strict morals and the attitude that I should get a good education, marry well, and live the life I was born to. I got the best education money could buy at an exclusive girls' school, then twelve months at a Swiss "finishing school" and finally university degrees in Arts and Librarianship. READ MORE

I no longer remember how I met Sean. It was like one day, he wasn't in my life and the next, he was. He was only in his first year at University (a medical student) and I was in my final year of an Arts degree, so we didn't even take the same classes. Anyway, there was also a big age difference between us (he was 18 and I was going on 24) as well as a lot of other things that still make me wonder how the things in the story I'm about to tell ever managed to happen at all. READ MORE

The very last thing I felt like doing was to roll over onto my back. It seems really silly to say it, but despite having been stripped and finger-fucked in the ass by Sean and Andrew I still wanted to retain whatever modesty I might have had left intact. READ MORE

Before I begin telling this story, I should paint a little background here.

Back in 1999 my husband started working with a woman who I'm going to call The Bitch because that exactly how I came to regard her. She was one of those (few) people I took an instant dislike to from the moment I met her. My husband clearly became besotted with her and within a short period of time she became the bane of my life. READ MORE

Monday morning's mail opening ritual began like any other: the canvas mail sack looking like an oversized crumpled potato sitting on the floor in my office and me, armed with an ornate, silver knife, poised ready to gouge out its eyes. READ MORE

I first met Eddie online in a BDSM discussion group about four years ago. I didn't join the group with the intention of meeting anybody, least of all a man like Eddie, and would have remained a silent lurker if it hadn't been for a fantasy story he sent to the group. It was a short piece about a young woman being forced to submit sexually to a man who by chance discovered she had visited a BDSM club. READ MORE

Mistress Veronica arranged the weekend away and was there to "supervise" - or so she said - but in reality, she actually only spent the Friday night with me, coaching Vic in the finer points of spanking and whipping me. READ MORE

Many people may not have seen the sock monster, but all will know of his sock stealing antics in the laundry. You know his modus operandi? He whiles away his days under the washing machine playing with all the dust bunnies and just waiting for the sound of you approaching. READ MORE

"Rainbow-throned immortal one, Aphrodite, Child of Zeus, spell-weaver, I bow before thee..." - Sappho of Lesbos

Up until recently, all of my experiences with lesbians had been memorable only insofar as they drove me deeper into the arms of men. When I was a student at university, it was a time of Women's Liberation; a time when women were expected to be seen unshackling themselves from the yoke of living in a male dominated world. READ MORE

'Alea iacta est' (The die is cast) - Julius Caesar, crossing the Rubicon.

In the five or so years I've been involved in the BDSM scene, I've seen many submissives become the collared slaves of their partners. One of the very first scene social functions I attended was in fact a collaring ceremony. READ MORE

I feel in some ways like Scheherazade, the storyteller in 1001 Tales Of The Arabian Nights. It's a dreamy sort of feeling, like I feel I'm a mirrored image of her where everything is reversed. Or maybe like my reflection in a spoon -- distorted and at once as mesmerizing as it is alarming. READ MORE

Circumstances kept me away from my computer over the weekend and by the time Monday morning came around, I was feeling particularly guilty about not having had any contact with Ms. X (not her real name). With this in mind, I made sure I logged on after making ready all the things Ms. X (not her real name) might need for her pleasure with me. READ MORE

A Light-hearted True Story

The Y2K Bug and the surrounding hullabaloo is remembered by people in different ways. For me, New Year's Eve 1999, marks a transition point from quiet, ordinary 'normal' person with 'unusual' secret desires to the beginning of the road to the person I am today. READ MORE

A little dream I had last night...

You usher me into a medium-sized room adjacent to your Marriage Guidance office. It's a plain room -- white plaster walls and ceiling, clean blue short pile carpet, and brightly lit with florescent lights and sunlight streaming in through white venetian blinds. There is no furniture at all in the room except for a dozen or so office chairs arranged in a circle around large set of stocks constructed of old, heavy wooden posts and rails. READ MORE