My Slave Journal - Read private thoughts and struggles.
My life as submissive woman and occasional fetish model is in my journal.
Sometimes I have a hard time making entries because it's so deeply personal.
But true to my word I share it all. I write from my heart... broken or soaring.
I know when you read my journal you will also feel my sincerity, humor, honesty and spirit.
Slave Dove

"Dove's writings are insightful, clever, an erotic pleasure to read"
Skin Two Magazine

Date:December
Being a slave and a business owner is hard.
Throw in getting used to having a teenager in the house.
You know what..?
There is a huge difference between living the D/s live
"for real" and going to play parties.

If you say you are a 24/7 couple,
people envision a constant stream of "cool scenes"...
Bondage equipment set up in every room waiting for your pleasure...
Scene music on the stereo...
Floggers, whips, paddles and canes
all smartly displayed on the wall ready for the taking...
Ropes, gags, collars and cuffs matched and waiting
to be applied to a kneeling submissive.

When in reality we have to steal our moments...

Date:November
"I hit the wall last night... oh it was emotional...
it was fear... it was only a ghost from the past.
But it grabbed me by the throat.
I was faced with the changes in me...
the melting of myself into him...
the mixing of who I am with who he is, who I belong too.
I am loosing Dove,
the submissive individual,
and once again becoming Dove.. Owned...."

Date:October
Early masochist memories
My earliest masochist memories go back to when I was about 18
 I had a boy friend, during sex would roll my nipples
between his thumb and index finger
  I found it a bit irritating
Ah but, here is where the twist comes in (pun intended *L*)
I would totally focus on the nipple sensation
 fantasize it was punishment for not reach orgasm fast enough
 that he wouldn't stop until I climaxed for him
It worked like a charm every single time

Date:September
I've got "spunk" or so I'm told
I need to serve... to be dominated,
to live within and feel the beauty of total submission.
Nothing can compare to the gratification
of placing myself in my Master's hand.
It's my challenge, my necessity, my ecstasy, my bread & wine.
Make no mistake
 I am also a woman who is intelligent,
spirited, self-reliant, and decisive.
 I've got "spunk" or so I'm told.
I have, on occasion been accused
 of not really being submissive. It's quite frustrating for me!!
I do not need to prove my submissive nature to total strangers
 any more than I need to lift my skirt to prove I'm female

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