Undead

I had to murder Shelby. But the body won’t stay buried.

You may recall that I stopped writing about Shelby a few weeks back, after her mother had read her blog and my own. That, compounded with many other things, led to a very big argument between mother and daughter.

Shelby tells me that things are much better now. She and her mother have arrived at a détente. I won’t go into the details—not my place to do so—but things are much, much better.

Shelby tells me to put her back in the blog or she will kick my ass. It took her some convincing, but . . . I relent. I don’t want my ass kicked.

To bring you up to speed:

After our Valentine’s Day threesome with Meg, Shelby decided that she was going to share me with her friends. So she introduced me to Theresa as well.

Theresa and Shelby are now regulars at my gatherings.

And you remember how sweet Shelby enjoyed being dominated? Well, turns out she’s got a strong streak as a dominatrix.

It emerged as we teamed up on Meg one afternoon. Shelby’s eyes gleamed as she whipped her friend, who was bound and stuffed full of cock and sex toys.

Two nights later, she hogtied Meg and Theresa and gave them what for, all by herself. Meg sent me photos. Gosh, was I proud of my sweet honey and her handiwork.

We do a pretty good job of finding time to be alone together as well. And yeah, we still use the L word.

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