Obedient Bunny

So today is my birthday. It’s just another day, it’s not one of the “big” birthdays.  I usually don’t celebrate the day. I usually spend it looking back at the past year and determining if I could have done things better, however my life is so much different than past years. I’m trying to not dwell on the past but look forward. I have been working at home since Covid hit and now I am retired. I don’t go out much (but I’m getting better) so I don’t see many people plus it is damn hard to make friends at this age. The sandbox has now become a bar or dating site where it seems everyone is “on” not like those kids in the sandbox that are open and honest. This is why I cherish the friends and acquaintances I have made here on The Cage.

Since joining back in May 2025 I have learned so much about navigating this world. I have made missteps and learned from them. I have made choices I never thought I would ever need to make, and frankly never even thought they were options. And I have learned from all of you. There is one blogger here that often posts what I call “socially conscience” pieces. I have not only learned from her but her posts have made me think deeper about a lot of things. She is a wonderful writer and I look forward to her blogs everyday.

So this year I am in a better place, and maybe I should celebrate myself. My Dom has encouraged this, saying that is my special day. He had also encouraged me to get out more as well as look for some opportunities to build my self confidence. I have joined a book club, I have researched on line courses I can audit for free and I am looking into volunteer work.  All things I have thought about doing in the past but never did.  He gave me the push I needed.

So yeah, maybe I will celebrate myself to day.

Hello, it’s been about a week since I found out about my Doms betrayal and I have to say I am doing good. I want to thank all of you that read my “Duped” blog and sent me kind words of encouragement. I knew I wasn’t going to be the only sub this happened to.

My friend has been checking in on me to make sure I am OK and I am. The day after I found out I woke up very refreshed. I went about my morning doing what I wanted to do not what he had requested I do. And you know what I realized, that I must have known, subconsciously, that something wasn’t right for a while and once confronted I felt lighter.

I have been contacted by many Doms in the last week. Some felt right and some didn’t. One manipulated me into posting a photo and then said he wasn’t interested. Kind of shallow but I never really thought he would be right. And as for the photos posting, I guess I really wanted to do that anyway.

I plan to engage much longer and get to know a Dom better before I jump into anything. I also am going to be very clear about what I want and expect, things I didn’t know I should have known before jumping in the first time. But I have learned and grown from this experience. And it could have been a lot worse than just 6 wasted months. He could have tried to take money or hurt me emotionally, two things I would find it much harder to bounce back from, so I feel lucky. And not everything was bad. He did get me started on a track, looking at my health and trying to exercise and eat better so I could lose some weight, he just never followed through on keeping me on track.

But this is all behind me. I am going to concentrate on the new Doms that have been contacting me. A couple have shown promise by expressing that they would be firm and strict with me and help me stay on track. They say they want to teach me and help me learn more about submission. They sound sincere but actions speak louder than words so we’ll see.

Bunny

DUPED

I am writing this so that I can get it all out of my system and move on.

The Dom I just spent 6 months with has turned out to be a liar. I think the only thing he told me that was true was is first name. When he contacted me back in August I was flattered. Here was a young guy contacting me and asking if I wanted to be his sub. If I had been more experienced I would have seen the red flags. We moved into sexting & phone sex way too fast. He’d drop out in the middle of conversations and never come back, he even ghosted me and even though I wrote a forum entry about the ghosting I apologized when he came back and had the excuse that he had been ill. All through our relationship he would reassure me that he wanted me, that he “chose me”. Now with the age difference and the fact that we live several states apart I realized that sooner or later he would want a sub that was actually there with him. I was prepared for that conversation, but it never came. On January 17th he just stopped communicating. I tried to contact him thru the Cage site many times but no reply. I finally called the phone number he had registered in an outside app we used for calls. The voice on the message was his but the last name he used wasn’t the one he gave me. I left a message and hung up. When I hadn’t heard back in a few hours I called again. The call rang twice and disconnected. I tried again, same thing. So I looked up the phone number on an internet site and got a profile that had a lot of the details that he did tell me, except the age was way older, older than me. But there was the name of his son, there was work history that sounded like what he told me he did, there were old addresses in states he said he had lived in. This was him. And since those call disconnected I assumed he realized I had found out about his deceit. I sent one last message telling him I knew and expressing my disappointment that he was such a shitty human. Oddly, this morning, I woke up feeling refreshed. I’m not angry, just disappointed in him as a human being.

So what have I learned?  I will spend a lot of time getting to know the next Dom I consider before anything happens.  I will vet them and do a background check, and they are free to do the same on me. If they are not OK with this then they are not right for me.   I will not allow myself to be blinded but nice words and empty promises ever again.

Now I know I can’t list his Cage name or his real name, here on the site but I will say this.

Do not trust a Dom using a blue wolf as an avatar

Do not trust a Dom that says he has something called a HSP soul

Do not trust a Dom that talks about the blue wolf being his spirit animal

And lastly do not trust a Dom that says he is just back to the scene after taking time to mourn the loss of his sub.

All of these things might be true, I have no way of knowing.

NOTE: he has deleted all the data except the basics from his profile. If anyone needs/wants to know who he is message me privately.

Sadness blooms in my heart

Like a rose thorn pricks your finger

Sadness pricks my heart

In both cases blood trickles out

Drip by drip, dollop by dollop

Until your shirt is covered

You look down and ask “How did that happen?”

Well did you miss the signs?

The thorn is sharp

Sadness is relentless

Should you have realized what the outcome would be?

Or are you trying to make the best of it

And deny the pain, while your shirt turns red

And then your tears mix with the blood

And it turns pink-ish, that’s not so bad, right?

Pink is better than red

But when you look close

You still see the prick of the thorn in your finger

And you still feel that sadness that pricked your heart.

The thunder booms and the lightening crashes as I hold you tight. Your grief and pain leaks out as you shudder in my arms. “Shush baby, I know it hurts but it will be OK. I’m here to help you, if you let me.” I kiss your forehead and run my fingers through your hair. I want to take your pain and sorrow and bundle it up and put it up on a shelf but I can’t, you have to go through it.

It feels like being underwater. You push to the surface, at least you try to, but you only sink deeper. Grief is like that. Just when you think you might break through that piece of seaweed wraps around your ankle. The mermaid under the surface grabs your arm and pulls you back.

You feel like pulling your hoodie over your head and pulling the strings tight so you can’t see out. If you can’t see out then no one can see in. And if they can’t see you then you can ignore them. And in ignoring them there is peace, at least for a few minutes. You know at some point you will have to take your hood down and face them, but just not right now.

Another casserole, another plate of food. Another hand on your shoulder. They mean well but they just annoy you. You sneak out to the greenhouse to hide, you hide in her sanctuary. The flowers smell just like they did last week, they don’t know that she’s gone. How do you tell them?

You don’t want to feel better right now. You want to wallow, and that’s OK. Wallowing is a valid reaction to losing someone dear to you. We all wallow in our own way. You? Well you get quiet, maybe you shut down. But those that know you know you’ll pull out of it because you are strong. You know what needs to be done. And when it is all settled, when all has been laid to rest, you can work on feeling better.

She brought a pillow, a tufted cushion just for kneeling. He loved her on her knees but the floor was hard and cold, so she bought a pillow. It was big and round and black. It cradled her knees perfectly while she worshiped him from her knees. He never asked if she was comfortable, he didn’t care, he just wanted her on her knees in front of him. She settled in and waited for him to command her to open her mouth so he could slide in. The pillow made the waiting bearable. He finally said open and she did. He slide to the back of her mouth and a bit down her throat and started fucking her mouth. Harder and deeper. Faster and harder until he came flooding her mouth, her throat until his cum dribbled from her lips and damn it right onto her new pillow, but only she noticed.

People that know me well know New Years Day is my favorite holiday. The new year is a blank slate, waiting for me to make my mark on it. All my journals are empty waiting for my profound declarations. My “ledger” for the year is still in the black. I do not make resolutions I make wishes for a better me. Health, patience, and love, those are what my new years wishes center around. I like the idea that the year is brand new and I haven’t done anything to fuck it up yet. I haven’t had any confrontations with anyone. I haven’t loved and been hurt. I haven’t really done anything yet. There is a world of endless possibilities in front of me and I’m determined to grab at least one.

Some new years, like this one, I do have things to look forward to. Those things may lead to a confrontation and I may get my heart broken, but I’m willing to take that risk. I have been trying to find the right year to declare it “The Year of Me” but so far there hasn’t been one, but I have high hopes for 2026. What do I mean by The Year of Me? I mean the year that I finally shrug off all the things that have been holding me back, and bring out the things that make me special and unique. I’ve had some help to get me on my way. A Dom who is patient and understanding. He encourages me to be comfortable being my true self. He helps me understand not to worry about what other people think, only what he and I think, that’s all. He has been the single most important influence on my life in a very long time and I love that he chose me.

I will reassess my behavior for the last year and see where I can make improvements. Was I a good friend? A good sister? Or a good mother? Was I a good submissive to my master? So many places where I could improve. Not for “them” but for me, for us. Change takes time and patience. It takes the understanding of those around you. And it takes work, hard work. But that’s what a new year is for. I can start over, put in the work and hopefully improve and become who I want to be. For me, for my Master, for my family.

Happy New Year to all the wonderful people I have met on The Cage and to the ones I will meet in the future.

11-27-2025

If I took your hand and started to lead you away

Would you follow?

If I could dispelled all your excuses

Would you follow?

If there was no reason for you to stay

No reason that you’d need your old life

Would you follow me?

If the new life I offer was exciting and fresh

With all the people you love

But none of the problems

Would you follow me?

No money issues, no job unless you want one

And then only if it is perfect for you

Would you follow me?

Where the political climate was healthy

And the world outlook was bright

Would you follow me?

And if I couldn’t promise you any of those things

If all I had to offer was me

Would you follow?

I get excited when I see he’s on line

I wait expectantly for a message from him

What’s taking so long?

What’s he doing?

Isn’t he here for me?

Be patient, calm down, take deep breaths

I sit quietly watching my laptop screen

Nothing happens so I refresh again and again

Is this punishment, the withdrawal of contact?

The thing he knows I crave more than anything else

His words, his voice, his steady command

All fuel my desire and enter my heart

And on the last refresh

He’s gone

I don’t really care for the holidays, especially Thanksgiving. It always was too much work for too little pay off. I’d clean and cook and then everyone would gobble (pun intended) down the food and fall asleep in front of the TV until it was time for dessert then they’d eat that and go, leaving me with all the clean up. However this year is different. I have something, rather someone, to be thankful for. I found someone that makes me happy. Someone that challenges me, pushes me to be the best version of myself that I can be. Someone who saw what I was hiding deep inside and coaxed my true self out into the open. Never in a million years would I have thought that I would find him on a site like this. But I have and I am eternally grateful. Getting to know him has been an adventure. I haven’t had to interact this much with another person in a long time, and so intimately as well. He makes me feel things I thought were dormant, things that in the past had gotten me into situations because others didn’t understand. He has helped me regain some of my self confidence. He has really pushed me to think about how I want the world to see me, how I will present myself to others. He has taught me that as long as I am honest and true to myself then others opinions don’t carry as much weight as they used to.  Right now it is his opinion that matters to me the most. I like to think I have been good for him too and that we will continue to grow closer and share more of ourselves with each other.