Thank you to all our Veterans!!!

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Today I would like to thank all my fellow Veterans that have served our Country and continue to serve.  Remembering all far and near, my thoughts and prayers are with you today and everyday.   SEMPER FIDELIS.

General’s Little Angel

As General G’s PA, I was privileged to travel and explore many parts of the world. I admit that I was somewhat of a brat, a fact that he discovered very early on. I was also out of control as I tried to numb myself from my past. General G took it upon himself to be a Daddy to me and my first Dominant as well. He made me face my fears, try exotic foreign foods, and even challenged me to go outside my comfort zone and learn to play–while he played along with me. Despite the trouble I got into (and there was plenty) and the consequences that came of it, I never felt abandoned, unloved or afraid.

This is my true story about my first Dom and my introduction into the age-play dynamic and disciplinarian, as well as the background behind what brought me to the place of submission. Many things happened after being taken under my general’s protective (and incredibly patient) wing. He took a young, broken, abused, and unloved little girl and gave her significance and worth through love, firm guidance and boundaries. He made me laugh, helped me to cry, and showed me the power and healing contained within the age-play lifestyle. He made it safe for my inner child to express herself and taught me that it was good to enjoy life.

But no one really knows what happens behind closed doors. This was one of the most difficult books that I have written to date. It not only brought up many memories, both good and bad, but it also forced me to reveal parts of my past that some might find disturbing. Publishers Note: This is a true story that contains loving age-play and mild BDSM, spanking of adult women, and discussion regarding domestic violence and self-harm.

How did I end up in this position?  I had always made fun of Marines who had been ordered by the commander to present to the headquarters because of misconduct ….

It wasn’t so funny now that it was my turn.  

Did this man honestly believe he could change my habits by treating me to one of his infamous lectures?  As his personal assistant, I’ve heard enough of them through the door that I could recite them verbatim.  He never raised his voice, but when those boys left that room, each one looked like he was ready to break into tears.  

…. His legendary scoldings were enough to scare any Marine, young or old into behaving.
Allow me to clarify- they could scare any Marine except me, of course.  I was immune to lectures and had learned long ago how to tune out anything that I didn’t want to hear as a means of survival.  There was nothing he could say that I hadn’t heard before, plus my extensive eighteen years on this earth was adequate preparation to handle life’s circumstances, obstacles and temptations.  I wasn’t like the rest of these Marines either.   I graduated with honors, a promotion and choice of duty stations from USMC Intelligence Training Enhancement Program, confirming that I was ‘all that’ and more.  Man, was I wrong!      

 

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Fun Fact Fridays

Did you know….. The vibrator was originally invented in the 19th century as a way to reduce female hysteria?  That seems a little extreme. However, warning… we do not recommend testing that theory by taking away a woman’s vibrator to see if she goes into a hysterical fit.    Just sayin…… Happy Friday!

Teaser!!!

COMING SOON!
***TOUCHDOWN***
Just a little teaser…. it’s time to meet the man who introduced, and trained, your favorite Domme! Suzanne’s secrets are revealed and new surprises are around the corner!

 

Krissy had to stall until her knight in shining armor arrived to save them. She folded her arms on the table and hid her face. “Can we wait a bit? I’m too dizzy to walk. Drink some water with me.”
“In a minute. Gotta hit the ladies room. I’ll be right back.” The blond kicked off her stilettos and padded towards the bathroom.
Moments later, Krissy felt a warm hand on her shoulder and turned around. Her heart felt as though it skipped a beat as she faced Suzanne’s ex-husband for the first time. Dressed in black, he was tall, powerful, and intimidatingly handsome. Streaks of silver speckled his black hair and his darkly tanned face accented bright blue eyes and a roguish white smile. His cultured British accent added to his sex appeal.
“Sir Douglas Gregory Bichat at your service, madam,” he said with a practiced bow.
“I’m Krissy.” Her throat was dry as she stared at him. How the hell did Suzanne let this man slip through her fingers? Biting the inside of her cheek, she regained her composure and tried to hide her anxiety. “Thanks for coming. I’m sorry, but I don’t know what to call you. I didn’t know Dom’s introduced themselves with a title.”
“Doms don’t, my dear. My title was bestowed upon me by the Queen of England for exemplary service to the Crown. I also love to see the reaction when I use it. Don’t be so nervous. I just nibble a bit, but I seldom bite. Please, just call me Doug,” he said with a laugh as he ruffled her hair. “Where’s our naughty young lady?”
“In the bathroom. I’ve never seen her act this way, I don’t know what’s wrong.”
“She used to get pissed when life was too much. I had hoped she found other ways of handling her stress.” He clicked his tongue with disapproval.
“What’s wrong with getting pissed?”
“It’s an expression that means getting drunk. I suspect her poor behavior has something to do with the topic we discussed when she rang me this morning. Damn.” He sounded distressed as he shook his head.
“What did she say?”
“You’re a nosy little thing. Her secrets aren’t mine to share. Is Bryon off on holiday? He’s usually the one who’s called in to straighten her up when she’s in a mess. Does he know?”
“I doubt it.”
“I saw that pout. Talk, little miss.”
Krissy reluctantly shared her story with the man. Before he could respond, Suzanne joined them.
“Dougy? Whatcha doing here, sexy? Gimme a kiss.” She wrapped her arms around the man’s neck as he stood to greet her.
“I’m not here for a slap and tickle. Sit your backside down and explain yourself,” the man ordered, firmly pushing her onto the padded bench. A grim expression covered his face and his accent became more pronounced as he scolded her. “I shouldn’t have to get a call from a worried little sub who doesn’t know how to handle an out-of-control Domme. Don’t even think about giving this child a filthy look. The responsibility to set a good example is on you. This behavior is unacceptable. I raised you better than this.”
Suzanne winced and visibly slouched in her seat. “I’ve had a rough week.”

No Way, B*#$@

Hello Lovelies,

Ok believe it or not, this is not about spanking Bree. She has actually been very good, but she’s how can i put this…unique?

The other day while on our way home from our getaway, she decided she knew another way to get home even though the GPS was working. It was set up for voice turn by turn and the usual turn was coming up and the GPS said turn. Here Bree yelled, “NO WAY, B*#$%!” And she kept driving, lol.

This happened for about 5 miles; in fact, she was having a conversation with the GPS!

Finally she found her street and yelled at the GPS, “See, see I knew I was right!” If she wasn’t driving, I’m sure she would have broken into a happy dance.

So like I said….unique, lol.

Be good or else…

SJ

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