He brought two cattle prods with Him this year. A full-sized one that you might imagine when you hear those words, and a smaller, stun-gun sized one. Both with the high pitched whine of charging. Neither with the tell-tale crackle Continue reading Control and Cattle Prods
And for something a little more fun, a little less serious, and a bit more kinky. Yay, bruises! I’ve got a collection of little bruises from our play last night. Right thigh bruises from his punching. Left arm bruises and Continue reading Bruises and Stun Guns
What an amazing weekend! I didn’t get to do everything I wanted to do, but that’s the nature of life, and what I did get to do, more than made up for anything that we didn’t manage to squeeze in. Continue reading COPE 2012 was Amazing
So, let’s say someone new came up to me and asked, “Hey Imp, what do you like to do? And could you tell me why? What about those things interests you?” How would I respond, at this point in my Continue reading What I Like and Why
“Do you enjoy this?” “You’re having fun, aren’t you?” “How’d you get this job?” Questions I get asked every weekend. I do violet wand scenes for strangers, and friends, almost every weekend. It’s volunteer, it’s not a job, though occasionally Continue reading The Violet Wand
Blackness. She tried to blink, but couldn’t. Coming more fully awake, she realized her head was covered in fabric. Tight. It wasn’t a headache, her head was tightly wrapped. Her ears hurt. Not badly, just a mild ache. Static. There Continue reading I Know What You Did Last Night
So, this extra post is inspired by a several things. One, it’s my birthday on Sunday. Two, toy was giving me a hard time about not asking for things I want (for my birthday). And three, he made a comment Continue reading Birthday Wishes
It started with a cage. A dog kennel set in the middle of the room. All lonely by itself until he ordered me into it. I crawled in, shut and latched the door behind me. The locks were there, but Continue reading Bondage, Electricity & Trust
One of the things on my mind when I was doing the Thirty Days of Kink meme was openness. There were two questions I linked to the same post about being open with my friends, but not with my family. Continue reading BDSM Is Not Abuse
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