Published with permission of The Boss. Disclaimer: This was written before this. It’s been sat in my inbox for a long while, and sometimes the easiest way to set things free is to expose them. Ten times. That means I’ve edited it at least thirty times — my secret shame…

Published by Boi slave (Mattie), with permission of The Boss Before delving into this question, I missed something kind of crucial when talking about safewords last week. I have been punished for not including it, and no, we don’t use safewords during punishment (more on that later). …

By the Boi slave, with permission of The Boss I have a confession. During one of my first sessions with The Boss, I failed to use a safeword when I should have. It was a fairly vanilla session, and I was just excited to get some time with my Master…

I’m probably not the best person to write about this. One could say I’m a damaged individual. But I’m going to use that to prove a point, so bear with me. I had a conversation with an acquaintance the other day. A conversation I’ve had with many people: one in which I end up defending my lifestyle against the societal belief that BDSM is a community of damaged individuals. …

I hide myself away in bruises, when His hands, They claw, they grip, cajole my flesh til raw; Rough palms, They work, entwined with skin once frigid then; Thick fingers Expel the baggage; slaps, slight scratches, pinch The pain Away

Speak your truth Live it Own it Be owned – if that’s true Honesty IS The zenith of liberation

Trust is a house Trust is my word Trust is a foundation Trust is binding Trust is support beams Trust is honesty Trust It puts a roof on us

As with everything else in life, if you read the news all you ever hear is the negative experiences that people have had in the BDSM community. We get it. A: it sells stories full of drama and intrigue, and B: these people deserve to have their stories told. However…

This story was originally published at theethicaldom.com Slaves get up in the morning before the Boss. Cleaned, groomed, douched; with our shorts on and our socks pulled up, we are ready to serve. The Boss likes his tea black, bag left in — builder’s tea. We assume our positions, ready…