The 23 year old landed back in my inbox around the beginning of May, he had had a birthday, his profile showed he was 24 now.
He was a little cautious with me, but still the same articulate, curious boy. Just a little less bouncy.
He’d had a couple of service experiences with different dominants in the ensuing time, but said he kept coming back to our conversations, stressed how important they were to him, thanked me for what he learnt from them. I suspect I was the only one who challenged him, who wanted to talk to him to … [...Read More]
I knew he was into rope. I’d warned him that I have no skills with it, but that I was absolutely happy to learn with him if this went somewhere. In that way I’m like some ‘fantasy Domme’: kinks in and of themselves don’t interest me much, but HIS kinks do. Because that’s how I get reactions and that’s where I enjoy playing.
We played some with rope this time. I have a couple of books, youtube videos, even a video of myself doing a chest tie that I learnt in a shibari class (takate-kote, TK: I had to look … [...Read More]
The rising sun was still low over the horizon, a warm morning, the promise of a bright day. An early swim and play in the surf. I leapt at him full force, trying to take him down in the churning water. He held me lightly, amused. Could easily lift me overhead. Playful silliness.
I left the water first, drying myself on the beach. I watched him stride out of the surf towards me, the towel forgotten in my hand. The sun behind him turned him into a glowing god-like silhouette, unconscious loose-limbed grace: Tall, broad shouldered, tiny hipped, strong, beautiful. … [...Read More]
I blame him for the lack of posting: He ended up staying until pretty much 3 hours before I had to pack up and head off on the first leg of a trip overseas, and I will have NO time to myself for another couple of weeks.
So you will just have to wait.
I know: waiting is the WORST!
In the meantime, have this photo of my hand on his beautiful arse as consolation.