Reconnected
Do you want to do flogging or rope tonight? Sure, get me the rope. How much? 4, 8mm. 30s? Yes. Did you stretch? No…and I stretch while he explains to her why. Arms behind my back for a box tie. Continue reading Reconnected
Do you want to do flogging or rope tonight? Sure, get me the rope. How much? 4, 8mm. 30s? Yes. Did you stretch? No…and I stretch while he explains to her why. Arms behind my back for a box tie. Continue reading Reconnected
Forty posts and four hundred tags. I like those numbers, nice and round. I couldn’t think of anything to post earlier today because I didn’t want to change those numbers. They looked nice and comforting to me. It’s the end Continue reading Sexy Numbers
Some months ago, I wanted to cry and I was ashamed of that desire. Not just cry, I wanted to be Made to cry. I wanted to be pushed so hard that tears came bursting forth in and uncontrollable fury. Continue reading It’s a Crying Shame
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
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
Years ago, I began to learn orgasm control. I had Doms who required me to ask permission before orgasming, and I picked it up fairly quickly. About a year ago, I began learning to orgasm on command and to control Continue reading All orgasms are not created equal.
“Sir? she called out, her voice wavering. “Sir, please Sir. Be careful, Sir.” Pain coursed through her body, the clamps were digging in, settling into her tender flesh. Nipples aching as they pressed and rubbed against the jacket with every Continue reading Rescue
I have had scenes lately where there comes a decision point to call Red or surrender. The point when the pain and the fear has me in tears and I want nothing more than for it to stop. These Continue reading Surrender