I love the way my new tattoo peeks out. 😀
I got my second tattoo done! (Well, second of the three new ones I had planned, 4th tattoo in total.) I super love this one! I went to a different artist. The artist consultation I originally went to a while back didn't fully jive with me, so I have been bouncing around, looking for someone … Continue reading Celestial Tattoo
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.
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
This photo was taken when it was still fresh in the shop, not cleaned, not even bandaged yet. There's even a bit of blood coming up in the bow. (Luckily it blends in with the red.) But it's done, and I love it! So does Master! I'd like to go back and add white into … Continue reading Got my minnie tattoo yesterday!
When Master and I entered into D/s we'd been BDSM in the bedroom for decades - two to be exact, as long as we've been together. We were BDSM before we knew what it was. With the vocabulary I have now, I can see bondage, sensation deprivation, humiliation, voyeurism, and few other kinks in there. … Continue reading What’s in a (BDSM) symbol?
A little over a week ago I went in for a tattoo consultation. I've got three tattoos I want to get done, and have been waiting for the right artist. I thought I found her. And I still think I did, except that she was going to take almost 3 months to get back to … Continue reading Getting my minnie tattoo!!
Yup, I got a tattoo at 15. And, it's horrible. No surprise. It was 1991. I picked it off the wall. A simple rose. There wasn't much else that didn't have skulls. The shop was in the back of a Harley store, with gold-by-the-inch sold in the front. The artist was just passing through on … Continue reading Tattoo Consultation (x3)!!!