These days I’m kinda an orphan who has been taken in by fosters.

Three years ago I became a widow/ orphan because my Daddy died.

I have formed new family who I love and feel loved by them. I consider myself loosely Under Protection. All of my D type people have told me they want me to explore with others and form friendships and possibly relationships so here I am following that directive.

I learned the term all rounder here and it definitely applies to me.

I’m in general sub and let’s not purposely poop or pee on each other. I think that covers it at this point.
However…. and this has been something that I’ve run into being a deal breaker for some. At this stage in life I use diapers or limit my intake of fluids while out. Being somewhat diaper dependent has fully opened up my exploration into being a little. Funny how one thing leads to another…

I trace my kink life to childhood. If I remember correctly I first self spanked at nine. There were times at school where I honed the art of bratting for just the reason that I still use today if I have a Mommy or Daddy or Nanny or Caretaker or whatever Dom sort of role you take. If you allow bratting at all. It can be a thing that either you have fun with or can’t tolerate. I understand and do my best to be a good girl.

I’ve also met with some wonderful Dommes and Doms to play with and am absolutely hooked on being a rope bunny.

Since I began this I’ve gotten into society and the local kink community a lot more.

It has been interesting being off the leash so to speak. I was collared but Daddy & there were quite a few things that I was curious about but didn’t want to play that way.

One of them is pet play. It’s so fun. I’ve been someone’s doggie and another’s kitty. Interestingly I typically have had dogs as pets IRL and also cats. I understand dog more than cat but I like playing kitty more.


No one has collared me lately outside of play sessions.

I’ve learned that I’m very much a service sub. I didn’t know the term but all of my being a wife as I know it is now described that way.

For those wondering, I was a wife long before I fully identified as female. She was really my first Domme we lived 24/7 DD. She of course head of household. My gender journey began while with her as did my little.
Once I transitioned though she didn’t want to be thought of as a lesbian so that was actually the final thing. Our relationship had other issues too.
Next came my now deceased Daddy. We were part time play partners for a few years before I met who would become my first husband and the first person to actually collar me.

More to come….

No intentional breaking of skin.
I don’t want to be a recipient of intentional golden shower.
Definitely not human urinal.
I’m not into scat. I don’t even intentionally go poopie in my diapers.