i feel like a confessional is called for......”forgive me Mistress for i have sinned. it has been numerous months since my last confession.” as You already know, i do not use the blog channel as my personal daily diary, like so many others choose to do. to me, a blog is something more encompassing, something to be used, when a narrative journey needs to be posted, for others to read, very much like a short story. on that note......here is a new blog posting, that i’d like to share with You all.

this saturday coming (07-nov-09) my Owner, Madame Victoria Marx, is creating Her very own, in home dungeon. winter is fast approaching and that means treacherous road driving conditions for Her to travel on, as She meets Her loyal minions. winter driving conditions around here is nothing more than “white knuckle terror” at its finest. lots of icy, snow covered, slick roads, just enough when mixed with the every growing car population, that makes for the worst traffic accidents, year after year. this weekend, several of Her devoted bdsm following along with myself, will be put to good labour use, as everyone uses their brawn, to clean out my Owner’s basement, furnace room and the location of my nightly sleep quarters.

everything must go, “except” my sleep quarters under the stairwell. You see.......that’s where the caption of this blog posting fits in. it is every slave’s dream come true, to be the kept and collared keeper of the dungeon. the lucky soul that gets to not only sleep in their Owner’s dungeon, each and every night, but also is expected to maintain the dungeon appearance and readiness for Her next victim of pain and pleasure. as of after this weekend, those new duties shall befall upon myself, providing yet another demonstration of me earning my keep around the House of Victoria. no longer shall i be sleeping night among the various non bdsm keep sakes of my Owner, for they shall all be removed, off sight to a newly acquired public storage warehouse. i shall now sleep among the very instruments of my Owner’s creation of pain and pleasure. it is such a great honour to now share my sleeping quarters with my Owner’s collectables of the bdsm faith.

truly, a slave’s dream come true !!!