Late posting this week. I hope the new edition of e[lust] tided you over until now. Hubby and I did the Batman marathon on Thursday, which took that day out for posting, and then had me exhausted until our fetish Continue reading Post 1 of x
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Brain’s a bit swirly today. After vacation and some really rough conversations, I’m all over the place. But the Elust digest is a little too far away to not post something this week. Hubby outed us to his Mom. First Continue reading Brain Swirly
It’s a rambly day I think. I’m on vacation with hubby, back to his hometown. Back to being quiet and hiding. Not because I have to be quiet here, but because I am. Because everyone talks loudly and at length, Continue reading Loud and Sparkling
One of the things on my mind in the immediate is a lesson I’ve been learning for a long while now, or rather, unlearning the wrong lesson. My body is my own, to do with only that which I want Continue reading My Body is My Own
This has been quite a month. From relationship and schedule changes, to car repairs and computer thefts. There have been amazing highs, and horribly depressing lows. I haven’t posted anything of substance since my posting spree on the seventh. I’ve Continue reading What a Month
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He came in and sat down with his dinner. Tells me he’s really done a number on his boots, with camping and bartending, they’re a mess. I glance down and nod, indeed. Go get your kit. There’s not a lot Continue reading I’m a Bootlicker, and That’s Okay
Abandonment was mentioned last night when talking about fear play. A very valid form of fear play, but it got me thinking about my own relationship with abandonment. I’m not afraid of scene-abandonment, as such. I mean, tie me up Continue reading Abandonment Scenes