At the end of our call, I have him get into bed.
I read him a bedtime story… it is a tale about a father and son, and three wishes. He quiets as I read softly to him.
When I switch to reading my post about sexual violence half way through, I am not sure if he is still awake.
I hear him shift as soon as he notices the change, he moans softly as … Continue Reading
I have posted one of aussieBum’s clips previously because they do an excellent line in gratuitous yumminess and unapologetic objectification of the men in it.
And this one, well, it is simply and fabulously hilarious… and plus… Santa hats!
Happy holidays!… Continue Reading
I cannot tell you how lovely it is for me when one of these stories lands in my inbox *happy sigh*. This one is incredibly sweet. Thank you Beta Five, and Miss Elisabeth, for sharing it. Enjoy!
Author: Beta Five
About two years ago, I discovered that I had an interest in BDSM. I had talked about the subject with an old friend from my hometown who is a pro Domme, and she suggested … Continue Reading
The first thing I asked of e did not go so well.
It was a small thing, a simple thing… I had asked him a question in an email. He had been formulating an answer, he reassured me that he had not forgotten, but it was taking days, too long.
I gave him a deadline. He agreed to it.
Then he failed to meet it.
He sent me a note some 5 minutes after the … Continue Reading
With all the talk of profiles that is always going on, and my ‘No, bad profile, bad!!’ thing, I have permission from the lovely man who prompted this post to show you ‘before’ and ‘after’.
He turned up on my ‘who’s viewing me’ list on CollarMe, so I went and took a look at his profile. It looked like this:
BEFORE:
This boy needs to learn who comes first.
Although he’s a successful and professional … Continue Reading
I will like it if you can be stunned into weakness for me, when I can shove you into a wall, a hand around your throat and threaten you and have you believe it (crossing that line between knowing that you can stop it any time you want and that tipping over point where the attack makes your brain stutter and your body go ‘wtf?!’). If I am aggressively fucking with you, I need to … Continue Reading
Our first phone call tasted like intimacy.
He was a little freaked out beforehand, worried about awkward silences.
Instead, it flowed easily, warm and affectionate.
He joked that I would blog about his ‘girlish voice’ after I mused that his voice was not quite how I expected it to be (see how this works, e? You joke about it, and I am almost certain to mention it… and yes, I shall expect jokes about your … Continue Reading