Struggle
Do you ever have those days, when you just want to fight? But you’re not a fighter, so it’s more like you want to struggle, need to struggle. As a rope bottom, and masochist, to me, this means I want Continue reading Struggle
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Sometimes It’s Just A Leg
Listening to class on Wednesday. He’s practicing a single column tie, on my wrist. Pulling hard to make sure it doesn’t collapse, bouncing my arm like a puppet. A half dozen times. Then he grabs an ankle and does the Continue reading Sometimes It’s Just A Leg
A Learning Experience
A different needles experience this year. After the con was over, back at our own place. Rounding out the weekend, with what we could not do there. I was the most experienced receiver in the room. One had done none, Continue reading A Learning Experience
Pressure Points and Pain
First-time partner. So, whatcha wanna do? I dunno, whadda you wanna do? I dunno, whaddya like to do? Let’s go ask my wife. Hey, what should we do? Pressure points and pain. So, off we go to try to find Continue reading Pressure Points and Pain
The Best Scene I Couldn’t Ask For
The night started out fairly normal. I’d asked to spend time bootblacking, and he’d even brought an extra pair of boots. He was wearing his new knee-high boots, still fresh and mostly clean. I I just did a basic saddle-soap Continue reading The Best Scene I Couldn’t Ask For
Love as Thou Wilt
I should be doing homework, but it was putting me to sleep. I tried to take a nap, but the end of Kushiel’s Dart called to me. So I finished reading it. It was a glorious ending, and heartbreaking, and Continue reading Love as Thou Wilt
11 Needles Plus Interest
A year ago, I traded 11 needles for 3 Cheddar Bay Biscuits at dinner. Due to circumstances beyond our control (and even our imagination), those needles were not paid. During the past year, he kept teasing me about the interest Continue reading 11 Needles Plus Interest
Saturday: Tortures of Edo Japan
It started in the room… no, it really started weeks ago. Him dropping hints, having secret conversations, building things in private. He had Plans for our weekend. Saturday, he said, the monster was coming to play. Then it started in Continue reading Saturday: Tortures of Edo Japan
Friday 2: Corporal, Please
We head to the cross, blocked off by chairs, another scene just ending. He has his bag of toys, and an assistant to hand him things. Strip off my shirt, but leave the skirt. I step up and find my Continue reading Friday 2: Corporal, Please
Friday 1: Catch and Release… and a Cattleprod
It started in the hallway, waiting for the dungeon to open. Arm wrapped around each other, as another friend walked up. Look what I got, he says, showing off a brand new cattleprod. The man in my arms asks to Continue reading Friday 1: Catch and Release… and a Cattleprod