This is a story about a journey, my journey, from girlhood to womanhood. As implausible as it might seem, it’s also a story about the power I gained by submitting to the will of another. It’s a story about how I learned to understand a little more about what makes me tick (and what makes me go boom). It’s a story about a journey into a mirror; such a journey could be of one step, or a thousand, and might very well contain...

The morning light comes dimly through the curtains. My eyes open slowly, then without further hesitation i crawl out of the bed. Presenting to Mistress Haley as She has always directed; slipping out of my nightshirt and kneeling, naked on the floor. My ankles are crossed behind (a position i had thought awkward at the beginning, the slight discomfort now no longer entering my consciousness), my wrists crossed, my back str...

It had finally happened! After years of training and service, initially online and then face-to-face, Mistress had allowed me to do what I had finally realized I wanted to do. Become Hers, completely, finally, and without reservations. The tears and shouting were long over. The ties to family and old friends were cut. All property had been sold and the proceeds deposited into Her bank account. I had gotten rid of virtuall...