Trinket box of junk

Cinder_Rose

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So… my trinket box of dull ramblings. Firstly, be gentle. This is not the great sexual exploration of literary merit so move on if you expecting 50 Shades of Grey. More the driftwood of my life, some sexual but mostly the amusing and sad.

About me… really? No, too complex and not of interest to anyone except except a psychologist but a childhood of being an outsider, anxiety and depression. At eighteen I gave up trying to be the tigress and became the kitten. I liked being a kitten and exploring this world I found I was submissive and like dominant men. Ah, I see some of you are getting interested!
I played in this world then at a kink party I met the one. We were both there with other partners but we chatted and a spark... I awoke. Devious me looked through the member list of people within the kink group and by an entertaining process of elimination I made contact.
He is twenty years my senior and at first unsure but we met and well…

He became my lover, Sir then Master and last year my husband.

Why am I here, I lurked a few years back so I knew of the forum and stories.

My life has changed since getting married… What I do is with consent of my Master and all the pictures are taken by Him and edited by me and approved by Master.

My life.. I live in England in the middle of nowhere on the edge of somewhere. A very secluded house in an enchanted forest (all forests in England are enchanted). The nearest humans are over a mile away and that is a campsite. The house if difficult to find.. Haha. We spend a lot of time directing people to it.
A few things,

I am a kept submissive or more accurately and owned slave. My job is to serve my Master fully and completely.


He is my Master and not anyone else so don’t try.

We are active in a D/s scene and have kinky friends in real life but most live a distance so only play once a month at most.

I am shared with whoever Master sees fit to share me with and must do what is asked of me under direction of Master.

I am only allowed to wear clothing (extremely rarely) at the specific permission of Master and then only what he allows me to wear. This means that I am often naked in the company of others (subject to Master’s approval) but mostly people who know a little about our lifestyle. If I am naked in front of them I called them Sir or Mistress and when I write I call them by this title so you know what’s going on.

We have a dog (springer spaniel) called Bracken.



We own five acres of wood behind our house which means I can walk and train Bracken without the need for clothing (subject to the English climate). Sometimes I am allowed to dress and we go on other walks.

Sometimes, Sir allows visitors to use me in some way, so I may mention things in this thread, just to warn you. .

I love nature (a passion developed since moving here), home decor, being in the garden, cooking and baking (boring).

And that is it. More will be explained through the course of my ramblings, no doubt. See how this works and if anyone is mad enough to read this…

Oh, and Cinder Rose is paint colour I love but Master doesn't haha.
 
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Bracken is such a fitting and cute name for your pup!

Welcome to Ampics! I hope you have fun on this journey you’re undertaking.
 
Bracken is such a fitting and cute name for your pup!

Welcome to Ampics! I hope you have fun on this journey you’re undertaking.

Thank you Moochienanu ( oh love the name!!). He is mostly bracken and a little bit of insanity, not much pupster.
 
Welcome to AmPics. This place is a lot of fun. Nice dog, as Moochie pointed out.
 
Memories of summer

It's rained, every day it seem like, since those last few summer days of warmth in September. Ground is mud and puddles are growing on the driveway.
A few days since September were warm enough, and with a little sun, to take Bracken in the woods naked except for my boots (what a site that must be!).

Sir now leaves me with long wax jacket to wrap around and keep me warm.

Bracken behaves differently when I am wearing clothing and nature seems more distant.

Today I am feeling a little down, thinking of warmth and sunshine on my skin.

For dinner I am cooking peri peri chicken, sweet corn, sweet potato chips, broccoli and rice as a warming and a distant reminder of summer.

Waiting in anticipation for warm autumn days, golden colours and the sensual feeling of chill sun on my naked skin.

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Welcome to the fun of Am pics and thank you for sharing such lovely insights into your world, I hope you will have a wonderful experience.....such a friendly lot of folks in here. Wonderful wee pup and such a lovely rear view....*hits subscribe*
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It's rained, every day it seem like, since those last few summer days of warmth in September. Ground is mud and puddles are growing on the driveway.
A few days since September were warm enough, and with a little sun, to take Bracken in the woods naked except for my boots (what a site that must be!).

Sir now leaves me with long wax jacket to wrap around and keep me warm.

Bracken behaves differently when I am wearing clothing and nature seems more distant.

Today I am feeling a little down, thinking of warmth and sunshine on my skin.

For dinner I am cooking peri peri chicken, sweet corn, sweet potato chips, broccoli and rice as a warming and a distant reminder of summer.

Waiting in anticipation for warm autumn days, golden colours and the sensual feeling of chill sun on my naked skin.

What a lovely enchanting view indeed. ;) :devil:
 
Thank you. I hope my world doesn't bore you too much.

A beautiful, raven-haired, skyclad woman who lives in an enchanted Forest?

Who in the world would grow weary of that?!

I enjoy your writing style, to say nothing of your blissfully dirty pooch and your wonderful posterior! Thank you for sharing!
 
A beautiful, raven-haired, skyclad woman who lives in an enchanted Forest?

Who in the world would grow weary of that?!

I enjoy your writing style, to say nothing of your blissfully dirty pooch and your wonderful posterior! Thank you for sharing!

So very kind; maybe the kind of forest Cthulhu could inhabit.

Spaniels, never stay clean - they could find mud in Death Valley.
 
So very kind; maybe the kind of forest Cthulhu could inhabit.

Spaniels, never stay clean - they could find mud in Death Valley.

The sleeping Great Old is generally more of a water creature, but with such sexy, playful nymphs like you traipsing around the woods, even a god could be tempted to take up a new residence!
 
The sleeping Great Old is generally more of a water creature, but with such sexy, playful nymphs like you traipsing around the woods, even a god could be tempted to take up a new residence!

We have a large pond in the woods, I assumed you were in there?
 
Weekend guest

I stirred the porridge carefully as I know very well the porridge Gods cause it to burn if I leave it unattended for just a second. The taste of cum in my mouth mixing oddly with the smell from the pan in a not very pleasant way.

Bracken needed fuss, his cold nose pushing against my legs, bottom and mons to make the task even more hazardous. Luckily he was not trying to lick my bare feet that he particularly likes.

I took the food to Master with a mug of coffee. I attended him while he ate and got ready, setting off for work. It is now getting cold as I stand on the drive as he heads off.

I play recall games with Bracken, sit, down, wait and place treats on his paw, which he can't eat until I tell him. I will put on some clothing, which Sir has left for me, and drive to the forest for a walk later.

I get a message from Master saying that Sir Alan (not Sugar) is passing nearby and will be joining us for Sunday dinner. I made a note to get some beef. I always get anxious when I have to serve others and I hope I will not no anything wrong for Master and His guest.

The sun is breaking through, meaning I will feel happier than yesterday, funny how a bit of sunshine can change our moods so much.

A bit of sunshine from this week and a comma butterfly came to visit me in the garden while I was phoning Sir. It sat still long enough for me to take a shot.

A memory from summer talking of ponds and giant monster that inhabit them. A walk with Master, Sir Paul and Bracken. A hot day, Bracken loved the pond and the Sirs instructed me to get in with him. I got wet and dirty but it amused the gentlemen and it was a lovely hot day so it was lovely. If it is wet we can sometimes drive the rowing boat down to it and have a picnic on the pond.
 
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A wonderful post. Love the imagery. How do you feel being kept naked? When others see you? How often do you wear clothes?
 
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