August 2009
1 post
hnt: delilah, delilah, let down your hair. →
hnt august 13 2009
“You have such beautiful hair.”
I love my hair.
My hair is a source of pride for me. Instead of inheriting my mother’s thin strands of hair, I boast thick, heavy…
March 2009
3 posts
why i can’t hate craigslist →
I was giving up.
It was summer 2007, and it was August.
I had spent the summer meeting men off of craigslist, and I was tired of it, and I was giving up on finding someone to fuck regularly. I…
topping in pink tube socks →
One Saturday night, a few weeks ago, I sent Mark a message over BlackBerry IM.
Delilah: I had this totally bizarre thought of getting my anger out by beating you up. But that’s too weird!
adding all of it up. →
I’ve decided to start over.
A new blog layout (nice and minimalist and not all black or all pink), a new outlook, and a renewed relationship with Master.
I could go back and recount all of the…
February 2009
1 post
twenty-one is the magic number →
I could go into all of the deep emotional stuff that I’ve been through for the past few months. But I won’t. Not yet, anyway.
This is a major milestone in the life of a college coed.
I turn 21…
January 2009
1 post
losing my way →
I don’t know what is heads or tails anymore.
My posts on here and my drafts in Wordpress are all scattered and nonsensical. I climb into bed with Mark at night and have random hysterical crying…
December 2008
4 posts
things i don’t want to say pt 2, and resolutions →
Blah blah, New Year, blah blah, changes, blah.
I know every blogger out there is writing these wrap up posts, looking back at the year and looking forward to 2009.
I have no huge regrets for…
my one true fear →
I have a lot of thoughts about the end of the contract.
I need to write this now, or I will never write it.
Being uncollared and feeling so uncertain has shown me what my one true fear is.
I’ll…
the things i don’t want to say →
Hi everybody. I’m back! I’m more or less whole, despite going through the WORST finals week I’ve ever gone through. I pulled multiple all nighters, I broke down into several crying fits and bouts…
sprinting with a broken leg →
The legend goes that one day, someone asked an Ivy League kid how they were getting to finals week; running to the finish line or limping with a broken leg?
Their answer? “Running with a broken…
November 2008
5 posts
living joyfully →
The truth is, both Mark and I are kind of scattered and all over the place. Mark has had a lot of work, and I’ve been pummeled with work at school and at Obnoxious Public Relations Firm. I…
i can’t go back to where i used to be →
Sir makes jokes about being afraid He’s ruined me, exposing me to all of this, you know. BDSM. Heh. While I don’t think He’s ruined me, I do think I’ve reached this point in my life where I can…
paradise by the dashboard light? not. →
I hate fucking in cars.
There. I said it.
Maybe it’s the disappearance of those secret places where you can park a car in peace, or maybe with the advent of more compact cars, I just cannot get…
tightening the collar →
“Do you trust me, pet?” Sir asks while He holds the gag loosely in His hand. I barely squeak out a “yes” before He’s shoving it into my mouth.
And I instantly feel relaxed. I can’t speak. I can’t…
so, uh, hi. →
I haven’t blogged here for a variety of reasons.
a) Midterms. Enough said.
b) My internship at Obnoxious Public Relations Firm (disguised for obvious reasons) has suddenly dumped a lot of work on…
October 2008
5 posts
This is me experimenting with … →
This is me experimenting with actually TWITTERING on this account. Slow day at the internship. My boss is wearing impossibly tight jeans.
reconnection on a sunday night →
I find it ironic that I’m a communications major sometimes, considering the problems I have with communicating my feelings. I study and analyze how people communicate. How advertising communicates…
what i am. →
I really have not been doing my slave tasks or my email reports or my daily picture.
I need to remember what all of this comes down to. I’m property.
I’m still property and a slave even if I’m…
the coed in California, part one →
I slept fitfully on the plane to California. I had rushed around all day; packing, buying food (that I ended up leaving in my dorm, oops), commuting to the airport and rushing through security. I…
distractions in writing class →
So there’s this girl in my writing class.
And she’s fucking gorgeous.
And I don’t want to fuck her.
She’s a freshman, which kind of freaks me out. I mean, I worked with freshman during…
September 2008
13 posts
can an entire weekend give you subdrop? →
Yes, I am feeling much better. Mark wrote that post as I dozed in our bed at Folsom Fringe. I was fighting the jetlag that happens when you fly out of the East Coast at 6PM and don’t go to sleep…
Folsom here we are. →
Mark here…
I want to rest assured that Delilah is feeling much better from her last post, but has been insanely busy since then getting ready for this weekend!
Delilah and I just registered at…
apathy. →
Today I discovered new stretch marks.
Remember that weird fearlessness I had being naked in public for my first rope suspension? Um, yeah, I think that’s gone for now. I don’t want to be naked at…
all buttoned up. hnt. →
While I’m not really at all naked in this picture, my interpretation of “half-nekkid” also implies that pictures can represent other aspects of my life. Revealing myself and all that jazz.…
oops, i lost my virginity →
I lost my ‘public nudity’ virginity at TESfest without a single thought, it seems.
I didn’t even really give it a second thought until I thought about Folsom and the possibility of MORE public…
surrender-hntsurrender-hnt →
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surrender. hnt. →
This one is a bit of a cheat. This is a photo Sir took during a session a while ago. If I can remember correctly, this was right after a caning, where I’m still clutching the huge red strap on…
my experimental game →
i kissed a girl and i liked it
the taste of her cherry chapstick
i kissed a girl just to try it
i hope my boyfriend don’t mind it
it felt so wrong, it felt so right
don’t mean i’m in…
heck yes, folsom street fair →
Sir and I are doing it! He’s already booked my flight and our hotel rooms for FOLSOM STREET FAIR this September 28th. We’re actually driving to San Jose for FolsomFringe the few days before.
…
fetlife etiquette, ohnoes →
So, I’m a college girl.
Obviously, I am VERY VERY concerned with Facebook etiquette. I’m also fascinated from a communications major point of view, but I won’t get into that now.
I mean, on…
Spanking for Justice done! (And also this weeks... →
(Post by sir/MarkSwell)…
Last night we finally found time to get Delilah over my knee and deliver on our promise to the Friends of Jefferson fundraiser.
We only got a very small…
truly a college girl at heart →
I went back to my college coed roots Saturday night with Sir.
I got throughly, sloppily, totally shitfaced in Sir’s apartment.
Six shots of Grey Goose (the good stuff!) in a concoction of diet…
Sugasm! →
The best of this week’s blogs by the bloggers who blog them. Highlighting the top 3 posts as chosen by Sugasm participants. Want in Sugasm #145? Submit a link to your best post of the week using …
August 2008
16 posts
mid-grooming HNT →
right after i got out of the shower.
and i don’t know what those white posts are.
still getting used to HNT.
making do. →
I close and lock my bedroom door. There’s only me and one suitemate in the dorm apartment. A is home until Friday. I have this bedroom to myself. But I can’t fully relax if I’m paranoid about…
the two extremes. →
It’s a bit of a tense time for your lovable coed. I’m moved back into the ECU dormitory. I have to say, that I’m honestly very uncomfortable in my suite right now. I have three other roommates. One…
cravings. →
So, I’ve pretty much just been brainwashed the last few days. I’m working for my school’s freshman week. I’ve been brainwashed to be perky, helpful, appropriate, happy, politically correct, etc.
…
HNT. holla. →
My first HNT is kind of half-assed because I’m exhausted from the collegiate responsibilities I had today.
The story is that I haven’t wore a proper bra in a while. Sir doesn’t really…
one of my school supplies. →
And yes, my calves are really that massive. It’s not the photography. I have huge calves, from tennis and from when I used to be a swimmer.
what happened after my Sunday drive to Sir. →
“Kneel.”, He ordered while we were laying together in bed, fully dressed. I quickly go into kneeling position on the bed on wobbly knees. His thick, expensive, dense mattress is where we do almost…
back to school shopping. →
Things I deemed important enough that I just HAD TO HAVE THEM before school started.
Clothes from American Eagle. My favorite store ever.
A new bra/lingerie. From Victoria’s Secret and American…
Fundraising updates.. →
Sir again here. Eventually I will get around to blogging some actual sex related posts on what is it’s like to own and use my wonderful pet. But I wanted to publish a quick update on…
self-fulfilling prophecy →
I’m having orgasm troubles lately.
It’s taking me longer and longer to orgasm. I get sore and sensitive before I orgasm.
“It’s a self-fulfilling prophecy, pet.” He says, reassuring me that I’m…
test post →
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Following Delilah… →
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what i learned this summer, by delilah, age 20 →
I respond to protocol. Protocol meaning speaking restrictions, routines, strict orders and daily assignments.
I can experience subspace!
That it is possible for me to feel comfortable within the…
Sugasm #143 →
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Friends of Jefferson, spanking for justice! →
Donate to the Jefferson Legal Defense League
So Delilah has been bugging me to blog. Not too much. Before anybody get’s TOO confused, this is NOT your usually lovable coed. This is…
scene from a training, ‘taking advantage’ →
I suggested that He practice His rope tying. He was always complaining that He never had time to practice. So we sat on His bed and I obediently held out my wrists, legs and hands for Him to criss…
July 2008
5 posts
flip flops to a fetish club →
I looked at the measly shoe collection I had. Dorming at ECU for the summer left me with very little shoe choice. A pair of exercise sneakers. A pair of Vans-like sneakers. Gorgeous, sparkly high…