My academic pursuit this month, otherwise known as “I’m tired of packing project,” (unfortunately, yesterday, when I got tired, of packing I fell asleep instead of posting) is The Ethical Slut, by Dossie Easton and Catherine A. Liszt, which I Continue reading Within Ourselves
Who is The Perverted Imp? I am a 30-something woman with a degree in creative writing. Except for a three year stint out west, I’m a MidWestern girl. During college, I traveled to Ireland, England and Australia, as well as Continue reading Perverted Imp FAQ
Chores done. Dressed and ready. He comes home, quick chat about the day and the state of things. The fly swatter is already out as he grabs a snack. Popping sparks. Toy backs away and is called forward, she still Continue reading Second Monday
Toy and I went shopping, new shiny things for the club. We want to surprise him, make him smile and so we shop with him in mind. Nervous and giggling, we buy new tops. I get a waterproof vibrator, too. Continue reading Cuffs, Clamps & Ice
Ten pm on Thursday night. I’m going to a con this weekend, to relax, teach and drink with a good number of my chosen family. It is not a kinky convention, but there will be kinky classes. We are teaching Continue reading What’s on Your Mind?
What’s your favorite toy? That I own? That is hubby’s? That is his? That lover had? That I’ve seen at a play party? That exists in this great big world? Just one? Oooh, so many choices. Rope, the leatherman, the Continue reading Day Seven – Favorite Toy
To start the New Year, I am going to attempt the meme: 30 Days of Kink. This is Day One, that I wrote as a guest post for Insatiable Desire. Dom, sub, switch? What parts of BDSM interest you? Give Continue reading Day One – Define Your Kinky Self
A very busy week, and another missed deadline. I did not even touch a computer on Thursday. With Halloween comes a big goth and fetish party in town and the crowd there is far bigger than any we see all Continue reading Wicked Fun and Tim Minchin
Last night was an wonderful scene. It started out as teaching a new person about how we flog. He dragged me up from kneeling by the hair and asked if this piece of meat would do. She agreed and I Continue reading Joy in Pain
Last week’s post marked one year exactly, of this blog being published. It also was the first post directly posted here. A lot has happened in a year, and I am working on pulling all my blog entries, journal entries, Continue reading One Year Ago