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Capable, willing and eager

Peroxide asked some great questions in response to my post ‘Sometimes, angels sing where I talk about the incredible vulnerability that I seek from my submissive:

We’ve all got walls (some of us more than others) that we put between ourselves and everybody else. How do you know that a sub is capable willing and eager to drop them?

And let’s just say hypothetically that there was a young man, who really wanted to be

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Sometimes, angels sing

Sometimes, life is just life, a kiss is just a kiss and play is just play. And sometimes, angels sing.

When I talk about my relationships, I often pluck out those moments that ARE the angels singing, and I hold those instances up to the light and examine them. I sometimes talk about day to day stuff, but even then, I choose the moments that interest me, those that have some small revelation, so I … Continue Reading

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What does a submissive bring to the party?

When I play, my submissive doesn’t get to just be the passive recipient of my attention. For me there is a feedback loop between my submissive and me that either works or doesn’t. It can’t be faked, it is part of D/s ‘chemistry’ for me, maybe others call it connection or intimacy or some such, but for me it is a combination of indefinable things. He feeds me with his honest and open reactions (lust, … Continue Reading

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Crash

I am already crashing up against him on the way home, seeking impact. He sees the aggression before we get inside, he probably saw it building hours before, and fed it quietly all night long… slipping scraps under the table into the hungry maw when I wasn’t looking. We are still giggling and being silly as I push him police-style into the apartment.

“Only cuts and bruises, no permanent damage please!” he declares. He makes … Continue Reading

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The dance

I made him get naked on our first meet.

He had accompanied me to my apartment after we had spent some hours together. He was unbearably sweet, sinking under me almost visibly from the first; it was tangible, his submission… I could see it between us, taste it, feel it. He had already offered to head off home, breezily and sweet, happy to have met me, spent some time with me, content to catch up … Continue Reading

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Sunday curiosity #9

Disclaimer, for regular readers…

I love that you come here and get a sense of me and my relationship, I love that you are interested at all, I love it when you comment on something that has touched you, that you sometimes share little snippets of your own lives with me, that you can relate to things that I have written, that you offer support when I need it. That is a wonderful and much … Continue Reading

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Hello boy

There is something about the boys I like, something intangible, something they can’t help in themselves, something unconscious, inviting and irresistible.

I have tried, over the years, to define what it is, to explain it, and have used words like vulnerability, and bravery, and prey, and of those, prey is the closest to describing it, that indefinable ‘it’.

They can’t pretend to have it, there is no kowtowing or genuflecting or ‘acting it out’ … Continue Reading

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