I got to play last night.
...maybe it's something I always do, the counting.
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
Sometimes my inspiration is a pharmaceutical commercial at 5am. This one started with the statement "Your body was made for better things than rheumatoid arthritis." My kinky brain finished the rest of the thought before I flipped the window to see what the images were that went along with the thoughts. "Your body was made… Continue reading Defining my kink, and not the other way around
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
Beads of sweat still glistened, trapped in the soft hairs of his chest and belly. She gently wiped them away with the tip of a finger, one by one, reminiscent of the chasing and popping of bubbles floating through the air during a childhood summer. Her ear to his chest, she could feel more than… Continue reading His
Too often, the term "submissive" is thrown about as something that is below or beneath its dominant counterpart. I don't think that's how it works.