Rest in Peace daddy. — Freedom for dad

I saw him on Tuesday. He had 3 fellow inmates helping him get situated , plugged in his oxygen concentrator , wheeled him to the window , put in his code for the phone. It did my heart good to see these young men that get judged harshly for troubles with the law helping my sick father so much more than the professionals in charge of his care. They are all right in my […]

via Rest in Peace daddy. — Freedom for dad

Me ? Kinky ? Indeed!

So I’m new to the whole blog world , I mean I’ve heard of them yes. I don’t think I’ve read a blog until now. If I am ahead in the technology game , its the zombie apocalypse. I wrote a post about myself and I can’t find the damn thing anywhere so what I’m guessing I did was delete it. I’m not going to try and rewrite it because what fun would that be ? I’ll just wrote a whole new one. This is a little about me. I discovered the lifestyle and learned some things , brought some things with me I have already learned and found my Sir. The One I submit to. He has earned my submission. He takes care of me like no one else ever has. I know He will always be there. We live our lifestyle 24/7 , we make no bones about it. I have to explain to some folks , yes we are into the bdsm lifestyle we let out freak flags fly. This does not mean we practice our lifestyle on everyone we meet. We don’t go up to strangers in Walmart and flog them , or gag the server at Denny’s when we want ice cream. Also just because someone is also in the bdsm lifestyle doesn’t mean we want to play with them. We have choices and opinions. I think some people have crazy ideas about kinksters that just aren’t true. I’m pretty sure some gentlemen from different countries have a very warped idea of American women period and throw a little kink in there and shit my life must be like a porn constantly. This is just ridiculous.


What983275bdacf0733ee2bf8d76eeae1f9b we actually do …… We get up usually in the morning. I cook breakfast , I make the best grits , I make Sir a plate then mine we eat and chat about our day. I don’t sit at His feet , I would if I wasn’t so old and stiff lol. We make our plans do this and that. Normal stuff. I’ll do a little work online. Make some calls clean up a bit. He fixes things and sharpens knives and generally maintains the shop. We have a mid day meal at some point , chit chat with some friends that live down the street we usually see a few times a week. Yes we are kinky and we go to parties and what not , demos , events , meet&greets and things of that nature , but we are just regular everyday folks. Someone you’d see buying milk at the grocery store or getting gas at Walmart  or something. Not freaks with signs saying “stay back if your scared” or ” watch out for your hole”. Just normal folks with a different way of thinking. I call my boyfriend Sir and Daddy. I do as He asks and He in turn takes care of me. Better than anyone else ever has.I’m lucky to have Him. People hear us interact and probably think I’m nuts , if they are around us long  enough , they will see why I jump when He says to. This post is not about what happens in our bedroom. That’s for us and anyone we choose to invite , of course those stories are on my kinky social media network. That’s all I got , Good day.

FALSELY ACCUSED ; my fathers plight

He needed someone to help him after he fell and broke his hip. He falls all the time , gets lucky more often that naught. This last time not so much. Why he called this girl I still do not know. I was living in a different state when he fell , told my Aunt we would move back if he needed us to. Next thing I know this girl messaged me on a popular social media network. I did a little research before I called her and I found out her and her girlfriend were staying at my dad’s but were not helping. I guess the eviction came as a shock to them. I’m not sure why , I mean you can’t treat people like they were treating my father and think they will continue to allow you to live rent free in their home. That’s just stupid. They yelled at my dad , cussed him , stole from him , and hid his things in their closet. When I heard about the eviction I was still in Georgia , things were going south ( pun intended folks) so we packed up and moved back home. My dads house was a disaster. The back room was full of stuff that people just threw in there I couldn’t even see the floor , the room the girl and her girlfriend occupied had a padlock on it we got here just in time. The girl had messaged me to tell me something about my dad , after he kicked her and her girlfriend out of his house. She wasn’t concerned with telling me her lies until then of course. When she started spewing her crap , I was not concerned because anyone could see she made this stuff up out of anger. She said my dad was molesting the little neighbor girl. My dad can’t wheel himself to the bathroom without getting winded and it’s right beside his room. He’s 72 years old with end stage emphysema , hypertension , chronic pain and he just recently broke his hip. The little girl denied it and the child’s mother also denied it. So what in the world should we be concerned about ?

Everything , apparently. After the city marshalls came and took the lock off the door and instructed us to put their things on the street. The 2 women came to the house ,after many threatening phone calls. They waited until the marshalls and everyone else with a vehicle were gone. I believe they were waiting until they thought my dad was alone. Surprise bitch , we were ready. They of course were loud and rude and violent. Both of them jumped ony boyfriend and my friend and the big one shoved me aside to grab stuff off the porch. The cop said he wasn’t going to do anything about that , thanks officer great job. So imagine our surprise when the police took them seriously and a few days later searched my dads house , and arrested him. What ?!!! Can it be ? Why yes , yes it can. Now he’s at the mercy of the justice system. Since we don’t have 20,000$ to pay for a private attorney ( this is the actual price I was quoted not a random number ) or the 350,000$ for bond my dad is awaiting trial in CCC. His first court appearance , he ran out of oxygen and couldn’t breathe so the arraignment was postponed another month. Nothing can be done about that either apparently as long as your civil rights are only violated once , it’s no biggie. So I pray , I rant , I post his story everywhere I can think of. My hope is someone will see it and help. My fear is , daddy will leave the jail in a body bag. 226f30a49a8d06b1d66535c86835216c.jpg

Freedom from bondage

I was on Facebook one evening , this was after my separation and I was lonely and depressed. I was in a secret group , I didn’t know a lot about bdsm the lifestyle anything like that. I saw some pictures a guy had posted of a girl on her knees with her wrists tied to the head board she was naked and her ass was red.  I made a comment , and he commented back “slut.” Something inside me tingled and I thought “oh My!” This was the day I found out I’m not horrible , or bad. There is a community for folks that understand my feelings and desires and they feel the same way. If they don’t , the don’t judge me.

What a wonderful day , a glorious discovery! I’m not abnormal any longer , now I’m free. I will always remember fondly the beginning of my transformation. My enlightenment , my freedom. I am an advocate for everyone that felt the way I felt. Dark and wrong. I’m hear to say open the windows let in the light , shine it on yourself and know you are free as well