Kinkstuff, Loss and Grieving, Love & Relationships, Politics

The ol’ switcheroo

"Bear down on it," he ordered. I was naked and collared, on my hands and knees at the foot of the four-poster bed, around the leg of which he'd used a thigh harness to strap a large, purple phallus at the exact height required for my impalement. Just kidding. I'm not telling that story yet.… Continue reading The ol’ switcheroo

Erotica, Kinkstuff, Love & Relationships, Memoirs

What’s next?

He'd been driving at least an hour to get to my house. He'd told me before he left that he'd want a shower upon arrival, so I responded that I'd wait to take mine with him. He also usually wanted a drink, and sometimes a smoke. And at some point, we were going to have… Continue reading What’s next?

Kinkstuff, Politics

Tourists in Dropland

Those of us who've spent some time in the kink/BDSM world are eventually educated on the concept of "drop." Google "BDSM drop" and you'll get over 770,000 mostly relevant results. After an extreme experience, there's a period of time that last hours or days, or depending on the longevity or intensity of the experience -… Continue reading Tourists in Dropland

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

Humor, Kinkstuff, Politics

Emergency kittens, orgasms, and Firefly in the wake of an unsettling election

Originally posted for my Fetlife audience; but lightly modified for a broader audience. The cycle of writing topics on FetLife generally works as such: a thing happens. There is a divisiveness in opinion on said thing. Lots of posts start flying back and forth with heavy, anger-laden commentary within them, and inevitably, some people who… Continue reading Emergency kittens, orgasms, and Firefly in the wake of an unsettling election

Kinkstuff, Love & Relationships, Memoirs

Bathtub Drabble

When a challenge is presented, one either elects to accept or reject it. Should one accept said challenge, one should fulfill said objective to the best of her ability. Which brings me to this point, crafting one hundred words via text while in a hot, bubble filled tub as suggested by he whose suggestions are… Continue reading Bathtub Drabble

Erotica, Kinkstuff, Love & Relationships, Memoirs

November Dribbles: Perfect Circle

Someone over on FetLife created a November Dribble/Drabble challenge.  A drabble is a story made up of exactly 100 words (title not included in this version of the challenge).  A dribble is exactly half that - a story set in 50 words. The challenge is to complete either one drabble a day or one dribble… Continue reading November Dribbles: Perfect Circle

Kinkstuff, Self-Discovery

Defining my kink, and not the other way around

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

Erotica, Kinkstuff, Love & Relationships, Memoirs

Priorities

I'm falling. I was laying on my back on some sort of exercise bench that was rickety and only long enough to support me from ass to shoulders. My head was hanging backward off one end, and I was struggling to find a position or some leverage that would stabilize my legs without aggravating the… Continue reading Priorities