Kinkstuff, Love & Relationships, Memoirs, Self-Discovery

Experiencing “top space” through hedonism

...there were moments when my every move stopped being about what I thought would get him excited, and became purely about what was driving my own pleasure.

Kinkstuff, Love & Relationships, Self-Discovery

I’m not allowed to hurt myself

I'm craving the escalation of everything. I want kisses with teeth. I want hugs with claws and texture. I don't want to be led, I want to be thrown, forced, and taken.

Humor, Kinkstuff, Love & Relationships

Phi-ty Shades Darker (SPOILERS)

I decided to smoke some pot and document my live reactions to the film 50 Shades Darker, which is now available on HBO, BTW. Below is the result. There WILL be spoilers here Oh good. She's still stammering and timid. I guess asserting herself with her former Dom didn't give her any confidence after the… Continue reading Phi-ty Shades Darker (SPOILERS)

Kinkstuff, Love & Relationships, Self-Discovery

Tops and Strength and Vulnerability: a post-GRUE post-mortem post

Let's get organized.....Here's what I want to accomplish in this essay: 1) To share my thoughts on a recent discussion in which I both observed and later participated on the subject of Tops/Dominants and vulnerability 2) To explore my own thoughts on "strength" and "weakness" as it pertains to the concept of vulnerability and/or the… Continue reading Tops and Strength and Vulnerability: a post-GRUE post-mortem post

Kinkstuff, Love & Relationships

Trust and responsibility in BDSM

In one of my early posts on Fetlife long ago, I wrote "It's not that I'm lying when I tell you I'm okay; it's that it isn't until much later that I realize I was mistaken." This week, there have been a couple posts out and about that are debating the issue of ...I guess… Continue reading Trust and responsibility in BDSM

Erotica, Kinkstuff, Love & Relationships, Memoirs

One Lucky Whore

When I miss him, I ask if I can "see" him and he sends me a selfie. I was still three days away from seeing him again. He sent me a selfie. He was smiling in it. "is that smile for me?" I asked him. "The smile. The photo. The excitement." I grinned. "Oh, but… Continue reading One Lucky Whore