He began pulling things out from the suitcase, one at a time, showing them to me - explaining to me what they were, how they were used, and then he'd use it gently on my outstretched arm. After each item he would ask me how I felt about it, have me rate my level of interest in using it, and set it aside.
Kink, BDSM, Power Exchange, Bondage – these posts don’t hold back.
Unsolicited Advice for Newbies (to Kink and BDSM)
What I know now, I know because I made some mistakes and learned from them. A lot of my guidelines work for me and not necessarily for other people.
Trying to Fail
I realized how very few times in my life I've actually allowed myself to fail at anything.
Polyammering Podcast Episode 15: Anton Fulmen on the Intersection of Polyamory and Power Exchange
une in for a lengthy and fascinating discussion with Anton Fulmen, a kink and sexuality author and educator who specializes in consensual power exchange.
My thoughts on defining one’s sexuality
...when I try to break down what people are talking about when they talk about sexuality, I think they're often talking about a bunch of different things that don't all fit in a simple graph or system that's easy to digest.
Creativity in Negotiation
A solid, descriptive, and comprehensive negotiation plays a big role in creating the big sexy energy bubble I want to exist in during our scene.
A tale of two mournings
It's hard to reconcile mourning something that you know wouldn't be right for you anymore, even if it were here.
The one that explains how I think boundaries work
My aunt, on the topic of love, has always said "when you feel, you know..." and I was starting to think that the concept of boundaries was as nebulous as trying to define the concept of love.
Why I sometimes imagine the possibility that I could be polyamorous
Once or twice a year I let my mind wander and imagine what it would be like to have another romantic relationship in addition to the amazing one I'm already in.
Does the flu shot cause insomina? and other middle-of-the-night musings
I want to do it again. I want to understand why last night my tolerance for pain was so high I couldn't feel any of it; where other nights the sting of a slap on the ass makes the walls turn white.