We are sitting close, touching, stroking, heading home on the subway after an evening out with friends.
“I can’t wait until we get home and do some kissing…”
I shake my head. “No kissing…” I whisper.
He smiles at me, amused and puzzled. “No kissing?!”
I smile back and lean into him. “No.”
“Cuddling?”
“No, when we get home, you are going to stand naked in the corner…”
He laughs, I look at him, he … Continue Reading
“May I?”
“Do whatever you like.”
“I did the wrong thing, I’m so sorry…”
*shrug* “It’s okay.”
“Which one…?”
“Either is fine.”
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There are a gazillion ways to do it, to have aspects of dominance and submission (D/s) in your life and in your relationship. Each is so different that you may as well be talking apples and gorillas when you discuss it with people with whom you allegedly have a fundamental commonality.
Mine is a very specific type of D/s. It is a romantic relationship with all that that entails in the vanilla world, but I … Continue Reading
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This Isn’t Play. … Continue Reading
He is tied down, face up when I come back to him and all is a blur, a strobe light of glimpses and moments, time is disjointed and I look at the disarray around me and know that I caused it.
Waxing, nipple clamps, biting, facial contortions, cock slapping, tiny holes from the wartenberg wheel, smacking all over, biting biting, shock, ball stretching, a chain in his mouth, metallic kissing, desperate breathing, riding his mouth, … Continue Reading
I tell him to get the paddle. He returns to where I am sitting on the edge of the bed, kneels before me and offers it up to me. I smile at him, he gives me a cheeky look back.
“Spanking, baby…” I announce, unnecessarily.
“But… but… I’ve been a good boy!” he mock-protests, his eyes wide. He is funny.
I cup his face to me and kiss him gently, he leans into it, and … Continue Reading
I get so excited about new shoes, it’s ridiculous… but you know… *new shoes!!!*. I’ve now succumbed and added a ‘shoes’ category to this blog, thereby acknowledging that I am, really, a shoe whore…
And this one is for the romantics (I know you are out there…)…
