It is that time of year, here in this part of the world, to give thanks for, well, everything. Gratitude is an incredible force in my life. I have been given the opportunity to do, be and explore so much Continue reading Thanks for Everything
I was asked recently what I would not offer freely. This got me to thinking about my limits. I had not explored them seriously in quite some time. Just random comments of, “no red,” or “you know that’s a hard Continue reading 20 Hard Limits
Late post, sorry, busy busy life. I was asked last night, why do I let him do certain things to me. Aside from the obvious, because I like those things, because I do not always “Like” the particular thing (Dragon’s Continue reading Why do you do the things you do? Why do you do these things? ~Aldonza
Some people drink or do drugs to alter their states. Other people meditate or chant to alter their state. Some people do power moves or jump and shout to alter their state. Then there are those that use BDSM to Continue reading Altered States
Just in case you missed it the first time, because apparently someone did… with very few exceptions, if you think you “Can’t say No to him” then you Should Not be playing with him and you need to take a Continue reading Saying NO
There was a recent discussion that masochists aren’t into “pain” they are into intense sensations. Based on the fact that we don’t get off on just any pain we suffer. Stubbing a toe, chronic pain, headaches, sore throats are all Continue reading Processing Intense Sensations
Some days, I suffer to please him. Some days, his darkness needs fed. Even in that darkness, he needs reassurance. Needs to know that it isn’t driving me away. In that darkness, I know that he still loves me, that Continue reading Suffering
Stripped naked and laid out before him. Watching with bright eyes as he stalks his prey. He pounces, grinning, and I smile right back up at him. Knowing what is to come, wanting it, needing it. I wait, but not Continue reading Just for Him
Electric feels like tiny prickles running all over the skin. It feels like a deep massage. It feels like sharp zaps. It feels like energy shared between two people. Fire feels like a flash of fear. It feels like a Continue reading What does it feel like?
Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens… A kitten without whiskers would be pretty creepy. But what are my favorite things? Rope wound around the body. Knots tied just out of reach. Fifteen foot high suspension points. Heavy canvas Continue reading My Favorite Things