It's fundamental

Letter from W after reading about my date with the Professor: I’m glad you had a great date with the professor – yet I feel that as you progress with him I want to introduce some form of perversion into the atmosphere for my own benefit. He need not be…

More Red – or Less

So yeah, I promised more red.  Because there is more. But…work got in the way. Dammit! when I have to actually do stuff. But I’ve actually been trying to be better, after my post over on A Poly Life, trying to get things done so I don’t feel so overwhelmed.…

Marks

Like many submissive/bottom/masochistic-type people, I revel in the marks my Top/playpartners leave on my body. I love to look in the mirror right after or days after an intense session and see welts, rope marks, bruises and slashes. I admire them, I poke them, I relive the moments that caused…

Anticipation

So here’s how my life works. I’m all happy to have W back, and already feeling mopey that he’ll be going again so soon, but in between the “he’s home” and “he’s gone again” I’ll be going on my own little adventure–and I’m getting all twittery and excited about it. …

HNT- Rope, Knots and a Hint of Wood

W’s almost back…obviously I am getting my kink back on… Are you Half-Nekkid yet??

Blindfold

(image used under a Creative Commons license) I love blindfolds.  In a seeming dichotomy, they let me slip into a place removed from the scene that’s going on, and yet be engaged in it on an even more intimate level by touch, scent & sound. Usually, I have no fear…

NOT the Weekend

I have this wonderful yummy sexy stuff to talk about from my weekend, but no energy to do so.  I guess the “talk talk” has gone quiet, at least for the time being.  The flu will do that, though.  Instead I am going to post a couple of pics from…

Flight

What I like is knowing that is isn't my choice--what I need is to submit to what he wants, whether I want it or not...to surrender to him without a safety net. To give up control. Only then am I truly free.

Half-Nekkid Thursday

Which is better?  The feel of rope, coarse and abrasive against soft skin; or a hand, warm and firm, stroking that same soft skin? I’m glad I don’t have to choose. Are you “Half-Nekkid” yet?