My Mistress works in mysterious ways
Just a quick blog update which I gather is one of the rare times I don’t have to get permission to post one.
In the store this morning going to get M potholders (well, I tried anyway – that was a big fail since they all sucked, but at least She won’t burn Her hand on the toaster anymore) – and I go to the kitchen aisle and it seems somebody discarded a shirt instead of putting it back in the clothing aisle. I picked it up out of curiosity and also because it was in my way. I won’t even tell you what the shirt said, the picture will speak for itself.
What size was it? Mine of course! On top of this, directly underneath it was a digital kitchen timer which counts up to 15 minutes. Now, those of you following my blog will know that I once (affectionately) referred to Domina Nyx as a witch because sometimes strange things happen around Her or because of Her that make me question my reality. Maybe this is terribly coincidental but make of it what you will.
