Tag Archives: latex
Fun Scene Ideas
I wrote a bucket list for 2013, of things that I haven’t tried yet. But what about things that I’ve done before, to one degree or another, that are just fun. I don’t mean another list of what kinks I Continue reading Fun Scene Ideas
It’s Here!
COPE is today, it starts in just 8 hours! I’ve packed my suitcase, my toybag and my purse. I’m ready to go. Okay, not entirely ready to go, I’m still naked, but my bags are ready to go. Super excited Continue reading It’s Here!
Gratitude Day 2
1950s Monday
Nervous anticipation. We have Plans, it’ll be alright. We’ve gone shopping and have everything we need. Packing, checking, dressing, checking again. Don’t forget it at home! Go back, get the food out of the kitchen. Okay. I’m there. Need to Continue reading 1950s Monday
Care of Kinky Clothing
I went looking one day, for how to clean something, and I noticed that I couldn’t find a single site with information on all the different types of kinky clothing that I have. So, I decided to put one together Continue reading Care of Kinky Clothing
The Little Things
I’ve been trying to figure out how to turn the last week into a post. All sorts of silly cliches in my head. Patience is a virtue. It’s the little things that count. Or having silly imagery in my head. Continue reading The Little Things
Cuffs, Clamps & Ice
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
Day Twenty-Eight – Kinky Clothes
How do you dress for kink/BDSM play? What significance does your attire have to you? I wrote about clothes in the first part of this entry. And about Latex in that one. Dressing for play is usually about feeling attractive Continue reading Day Twenty-Eight – Kinky Clothes
Writing, Patience and Happiness
I failed at the writing an extra post to make up for last week’s non-kinky post. I spend at least forty-five minutes every day, writing for him because I promised myself I would. Because I was having trouble communicating, and Continue reading Writing, Patience and Happiness