You look at me, both guilty and defiant.

I hold your gaze. I wait.

You are hurt and angry. You lift your chin. I know that look. You are considering your options. They are running through your mind like quicksilver, fast and light and slippery.

I don’t look away. I just wait while you run through the possible reactions in your head.

Your breathing is shallow while you fight for composure.

I can feel your flight response just below the surface. Your muscles tensing, ready to turn away from me and stride out of the room. I don’t have to … Continue Reading

Loves: 24
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Crush connections

There is a lightness, a quickening, a wonderful buzzing that even small crush connections can bring.

I love them even if they are short-lived, a fleeting moment that flares, then disappears as quickly as it started. And most of them are just that: a flurry of interest that hits a peak and then fades quietly away.

That doesn’t diminish the pleasure I get from them. They wake up my synapses in delightful ways, stirring up parts of me that are often dormant, reminding me that all that fire and heat is still there just waiting to be activated, and I … Continue Reading

Loves: 14
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My sent emails XXXVII

[The following email was in response to my personal ad on a site that allows you to choose your kinks from drop down lists. I did not choose any.]

From: 23yo_femdom_who_I_don’t_know:

“I would have thought ‘having your shit together’ – on your part – included being capable of listing your kinks.”

Hello 23yo_femdom_who_I_don’t_know,

I think you are confusing ‘being capable of’ with ‘wanting to’. Easy mistake to make if you aren’t all that bright.

I’d also reconsider your criteria for assessing whether someone has their shit together or not if I were you. Seriously, if you consider selecting a … Continue Reading

Loves: 16
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I said in my last:

I *really* wish that I enjoyed casual playthings because I think that would open up some very interesting opportunities…

I’m defining a ‘casual plaything’ as a boy who is attractive, fun, appealing, and temporary. Someone with whom a long term relationship isn’t possible for whatever reason, a short term fling who I would primarily treat like a treasured toy for a time.

Sounds great, right?

But it’s not. I can’t.

For the most part, I am either interested enough in someone to WANT them (I mean WANT in all senses of the word: physically, … Continue Reading

Loves: 16
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Reader QnA: Would you date a 24yo?

I love reading your play stories, although sometimes I think the level of violence would overwhelm me in reality. I’ve been boxing and fighting since I was young, but I don’t know how I could handle real pain in a sexual context.

Love your commitment to fitness and the whole “mens sano in corpore sano” thing. I think I’m young for you but – would you ever consider a 24 year old?

I’m glad you’re enjoying the play stories *smile*.

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Loves: 4
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Personal ad outcome

Thanks to my personal ad, I have found the most fabulously amazing submissive man who fits me just right, and we are going to live happily ever after!!!



Okay, not really.

Here’s the results, in interpretive dance…

*does weird flaily dancey thing, fast-slow-happy-sad-flowy-jerky-awkward, ends up curled in the corner rocking back and forth…*

Oh, and here it is in graph-porn form:

Personal ad result

And finishing in song:

“Seems to me like I’m just scared of never feeling it again… but I’ve got high hopes…”

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Loves: 9
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Because she would ask me why I loved her: Audio

For Mystic: Her favourite poem.

Because she would ask me why I loved her
by Christopher Brennan (1870-1932)

If questioning would make us wise
No eyes would ever gaze in eyes;
If all our tale were told in speech
No mouths would wander each to each.

Were spirits free from mortal mesh
And love not bound in hearts of flesh
No aching breasts would yearn to meet
And find their ecstasy complete.

For who is there that lives and knows
The secret powers by which he grows?
Were knowledge all, what were our need
To thrill and faint and … Continue Reading

Loves: 8
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