Spanking has got to be the gateway drug into D/s and BDSM in general. And why wouldn't it be? Spanking is the best! I, personally, can't seem to stop talking about it. I even had to make a whole category. A standard leather flogger. Flogging is the next step up, spanking's big sister, if you … Continue reading Flogging, a girl’s best friend.
I was rummaging around over at Rebel's Notes, and rather enjoying my reading when I came across her most recent post. It was a response to the following question. What have you done sexually, that you would never do again? I'm not sure where she got this prompt, and it's not the kind of soul … Continue reading I won’t do it again. Pinky Promise.
Mr.R is the only person I have ever trusted to spank me, or use impact play with me in any way. If we did open the door for someone else to spank me, I think that would fall squarely into the straight up kink category. However, with Mr.R, spanking it by far more then just … Continue reading Spank me, please? It’s a thing of beauty.
I am sexually submissive to my Master, and I love it. I love being my Master's fuck-toy. Literally. I love knowing he can, and will take me when, where, and how he wants, and that it is for his personal satisfaction, not mine. I am actually more interested, more turned on, when I know it … Continue reading Can I please you now, Master?
If you've read my other posts, you'll already know I'm all about orgasm control. I love edging. I love being told 'no.' I love feeling his power and dominance over me. However, edging alone is not orgasm control. Neither is orgasm denial. Orgasm control can also be to orgasm. Orgasm control is an act of … Continue reading “Again,” is all I heard.
I got new shorts!
I thought I'd give a little update on my weight loss. I turned over the control on this to Master several months ago (January, I think...). This is something he should have the control over for my emotional well being. I've dieted in the past, and the pressure seriously fucks with my brain until I … Continue reading What’s at the bottom of a yo-yo?
I would argue all relationships have rules. Maybe they aren't written down, but they are there, under the surface. An expectation or a condition that, if it isn't met, has consequences. They naturally grow and change with time, and are driven by some need, either spoken or silent, by one or both of the partners. … Continue reading I’ll take some Rules, Consequences, and Pretty Things.
Yup, you heard it here. Pneumonia sucks. I should know. I have it. It sucks. The last three weeks have been trying and busy. Part of it was vacation, which was awesome. Maybe little minnie will report on that later. However, I knew that was coming, and prescheduled a couple posts. Pneumonia and extra time … Continue reading Pneumonia sucks
The cool night air hit the car with a heavy sigh of relief. I dropped my left hand to the bottom of the steering wheel, and looked over to my Master. He starred absently out the window, watching the tops of rocky outcrops disappear into the vanishing light. Our conversation had fallen flat a few … Continue reading Night Time Car Ride; A Retelling of an Erotic Memory