It’s a love-hate relationship, really. I’m a thuddy gal. I want deep impact. I want to feel it through my entire body. I want hard pressure. Strong grips. Rope winding tight about me. Teeth sinking deep into my flesh. But Continue reading I Hate Stingy
A group of kinky friends went away for a long weekend in the woods. It was absolutely delightful. A relaxing few days of food, fellowship, and floating. Salt water is so much better than chlorine. Also, fruit snacks might be Continue reading Kinky Getaway
Had it all planned out. The three of us ride in together, set up, Bratting as Service class, scene with Him, scene with new partner, then DM, tear down and home. Then came a really rough week, and the storms. Continue reading People Plan, The Gods Laugh
I’ve been in the local community for something like 16 years at this point, and I’m still not great at asking for what I want. We’re back to monthly education parties, though He and I aren’t running them anymore, thank Continue reading Play and Negotiations
Pack a bag, put in at least four hanks of rope and three toys you want to play with tonight. I picked the toy bag without the shoulder strap because it was easier to empty out and refill than the Continue reading Naked in the Woods with a Flogger
Big news: I got to go UP! Timings and spoons and everything worked out this month for flying at ROCO. We got there plenty early and got everything set up for the group and then two fly points, one strap Continue reading Up-date
I like pain. I like nipple clamps. I like kneeling for him. But I’m 42 years old and have been living, like you, through a pandemic for the last three years. My body is no longer in the “doing kinky Continue reading Just Breathe
Best laid plans and all that. In November, I injured/aggravated a foot quite severely. Because of my RA, I assume aggravated. Stepping hurt, running sprints up and down my house was out of the question. But walking slowly was still Continue reading New Year, New Goals
Woke up early to clean and shop. A bundle of nerves, but no expectations. We’ll just hang out, have some food, and see where things go. He seems agreeable to some type of violence, and eager, even. As eager as Continue reading Old Words and A Violent Birthday
