My mentor recently ordered Complete Shibari Land and Complete Shibari Sky by Douglas Kent. After looking at them, let me just say they are gorgeous. Full of clear color photographs of knots, ties, suspensions and beautiful art. He lets the Continue reading Complete Shibari: Land and Sky
On the way into the club, Iron Man played on the radio. This set me in a great head space for the night, not because of the words of the song, I really don’t know any besides I am Iron Continue reading Lessons of a Schoolgirl
Lift up your chin. Look in his eyes. Speak clearly what’s on your mind. To him. Shut off the chatter. Keep your mind focused. Doubt and fear have no place here. With him. Happiness is everywhere. Open your eyes. Imperfections Continue reading Do It
Failure of perfection. Perfection of failure. Fail again. Fail better. Make mistakes with confidence. Reach for the moon, even if you miss, you’ll land among the stars. I grew up with the expectation of perfection. All A’s in school or Continue reading Failure and Perfection
I often think of this question in terms of the physical. What can he DO to turn me on? This is often the easy answer, the safe answer. It involves the surface of my being. Often it involves involuntary physical Continue reading What Turns You On?
Sex was never discussed in my house growing up. Mom never had “the talk” with me, I had it at school from a silly video. It was mentioned by her twice in my life. Once, when a friend of hers Continue reading Let’s Talk About Sex, Baby…
Ritual: Any practice or pattern of behavior regularly performed in a set manner. This week, I was asked to create a purging ritual that accepts the scene for what it was to myself as object and free myself as girlfriend Continue reading Ritual
I posted my limits list some time back. Recently, however, I asked him to take me into the darkness. Deep into it, past simple submission and into places where limits only get in the way. I had face slapping as Continue reading No Limits
He asked how I wanted to be conditioned when I was already kneeling at his feet. I told him that kneeling was special to me. I thought I had given him clues to that before, but I had never told Continue reading Kneel and Reflect
She was shiny. Head to toe, black latex covered not quite every inch of flesh. High heeled stiletto shoes over form fitting latex stockings, all the way up to mid thigh, stopping just short of a short slick jacket over Continue reading Shiny