We went away last night so I'm behind a post, but it was totally worth it! Sir planned it without telling us, he just said on Saturday morning to pack a bag for overnight and we got in the car. We stayed in a fancy hotel in the mountains, and we hot tubbed and we … Continue reading Empathy and Puritans
Sir is going to meet with K on Friday night. He's going to get beaten. It's a thing they do, and... I've made peace with it in the past, but this time it's upsetting me. Sir and I have talked this through and he wants me to write about it now. I talked to Sub … Continue reading Weary
Sir recently discovered that my new blog theme has emoji buttons at the bottom of posts and decided to go through all of my posts and "like" them with the emoji buttons. I found this both silly and mortifying and, without thinking said, "No, you can't..." I caught myself and stopped, but... not soon enough. … Continue reading Moments with Sir – Can’t?
So... for some of my readers this is going to be S/M 101, sorry... Most of the readers I know of aren't super hardcore into the kink scene so I need to make sure I explain terms (if this bores you, of course, do move on...) So, when people "play" heavily, so... that could be … Continue reading Top Drop
WARNING: This post is graphic and discusses S/M and D/s punishment that could be upsetting for some readers. Please read only according to your own comfort level, and know that all activities are engaged in with consent and have built to this level of intensity through a lengthy and intimate building of trust between my … Continue reading Punishment
A random bit of writing inspired by events of the evening... Sorry not much commentary here. I'm tired, it's late, and I'm under threats of dire consequences if my "ass is not in bed in the next thirty seconds..." Are dominance and a tendency to hyperbole carried on the same gene or something? Seriously... It … Continue reading Irony
I studied his face. His eyes were bright in the guttering candlelight. His pupils were wide, pushing out all color to their coal blackness. His skin was faintly darkened by sun and wind-roughened along high cheekbones. Although his face was lean and worn by years, it maintained an impish hint of youth. His eyes never … Continue reading Untitled – Snippet – August 9, 2012