She called it “agePlay” and said it was perfectly normal for a mother and son in the privacy of our own home. And so it carried on right up to and...well past my 18th birthday, and that’s the day I’d like to share with you. I crawled out of bed naked, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes, taking a look at myself in the dresser mirror. My growth had been stunted for some reason and even at 18, I remained a very tiny petite boy, 4 ft 7in, 93 lbs. Mommy always complimented me on how cute I was and how. . all the time2009-07-21Wow ... I usually try to write my blog notes offline because the internet café here is right next to the bar where I like to hang out. Usually I hang out for awhile, go internet for awhile, then hang out some more. If I try to do my blog entries, or do anything more complicated than answer emails and yes/no questions, I usually end up embarrassing myself.The proof is in the pudding.So, I take back whatever I said yesterday and instead, I offer this gem of. He kicks my cunt when the opposite team of all his favorite sports scores. I just kneel there and take it. I don't necessarily like the things he does to me but I am his collared and owned slave and I do it because it pleases me greatly when he is please. He is cruel to me at times. He hides me in the cage downstairs in his basement with only water and crackers and a litter box when people come over. He has one lover that he treasures. He knows I am a very jealous person. He love to. .. how do you want me to... prove it... Mistress Nancy, Goddess of Ice?" To start with, take my right boot off, SLAVE Tonya..."The leather boots that Nancy wore were shiny black, coming up to the middle of her thighs; a zipper in back would release their hold on the sleek legs."Yes, Mistress Nancy, Goddess of Ice..."Still kneeling down, Tonya reached around, starting to pull the zipper down, but Nancy stopped her."SLAVE Tonya, you have NOT shown my boots the proper respect! You must kiss and.