It was a welcome change of pace: My first ever big kink event outside of a dungeon and I was surrounded by a large number of kinksters who I identified with. I’m certainly not one who prefers to be surrounded only by people who share the same skin color as me, but I do find … [Tell me more…]
After my last entry I took some time with the boy to talk about where we were going and where we had been with our kinky interactions for the past couple of years. I expected a certain level of protocol and discipline that I knew he wasn’t delivering and wasn’t entirely sure he was capable … [Tell me more…]
I’m in a BDSM slump. I’ve been in them before but they usually fix themselves before long. They’ve not lasted for a year or more, yet here I am. There was a time long ago in my early scene years where I thought I liked training submissives. I was good at it. It was a … [Tell me more…]
I don’t usually make any big mistakes as a dominant, that’s not to say I still don’t have areas to improve in, I just mean I’m usually on top (no pun intended) of things I do. A couple of weeks ago the boy, who in this new year shall be referred to as Locs, attended a … [Tell me more…]
I’m having a mid-kink identity crisis. I’ve come to notice it’s not as easy as, “I think therefore I am” within the kink community or kinky mindset. Over the years I’ve evolved into my own image of what I want to embody as kink. There are certain activities I won’t engage in and others I … [Tell me more…]
Before we began, she gave me a simple instruction. “Until I say otherwise, you are not to make a sound.” I nodded in agreement. As I stood there, naked aside from the purple see-through underwear, she began to work the rope around my torso. I didn’t know what she had in store for me, yet I couldn’t help getting erect at … [Tell me more…]
He closed his eyes and smiled, his face pressing between my toes like Play-Doh, oozing around the painted pretties. I half halfheartedly returned a smile but continued to read my book nearly unfazed by him. A grown man on his knees, dressed in a decent suit covering his face with my feet, kissing my soles, and sniffing … [Tell me more…]
He sits now at my feet, not only minutes ago moaning and squirming in my bed as he exploded into his hand and down his stomach in spurts. Today was his masturbation day. Each week he is required to masturbate on the same three days, sometimes supervised sometimes not. Today I watched. I scratched … [Tell me more…]
I looked on in apprehension as she wrapped the plastic around my body. She then proceeded to tape tightly around my every muscle. The feeling of constriction must have shown in my face, because my Mistress suddenly looked pleased. “Can you kneel?” She asked. I explained that I would try, but that I wasn’t certain … [Tell me more…]