Last night was a new experience for me. One, I’d been expecting to have at some point in the last couple years, but it took a class for it to happen. Yes, my first waxing for hair removal experience happened Continue reading Preparing for C.O.P.E.
Stuff and things and more stuff. Car accident today. My brain is a bit scattered… well, even more scattered than usual, I guess. Got rear-ended. Her fault. Head and back ache, but not severe injuries of any kind. Car needs Continue reading Little Requests
It was the night. Finally time to fulfill our bargain for a 50 cent pair of scissors. Time to face the music and dance, literally. Bag packed, ready to go. He calls, needs help with the gear. We get it Continue reading Negotiation Win
My Four Mistakes 1. I did not wear a skirt when I went over to his house last Tuesday. In fact, I wore jeans. Excuses, excuses, excuses. I did not wear a skirt, as I had agreed to do, and Continue reading Mistakes, Punishment & Service
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
These last few weeks have provided many lessons in Negotiation. First as an observer and then as an active participant. I watched several new people learn their first lessons in trying to fence with him, and in trying to assist Continue reading Lessons in Negotiation
A lot on my mind this week, so I may end up with several posts, just going to start typing and see where I end up. I had a couple random ideas last week. The first being around forced feminization. Continue reading Beauty is Pain
The holiday season is full upon us, with all the busy that it entails. Family gatherings, play parties, work parties, club parties. Presents, buying, giving, donating, shopping,wrapping, mailing cooking, decorating, planning. Everyone is running at full tilt, and the weather Continue reading Holiday Storm
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
He likes latex, more than likes, drools over, pets, strokes, enjoys latex. We have window shopped latex for months. Last month, for my birthday, I bought three pieces (thanks Mom and Dad, and just keep thinking I bought work pants, Continue reading Latex Fetish