When I make my mind up it’s hard to change. Not impossible but you will have your work cut out for you. With that in mind, when I decided I wanted a submissive in my life, wanted a life of D/s, and decided I was going to give this my all, well, it was and … [Read more…]
I took his power and now I was the one complaining. I’ll admit when puppy and I first met, we both entered into a respective BDSM frenzy; his submissive, mine dominant. We were communicating with each other nearly 24/7, save for some sleeping hours we wedged in between. We moved very fast by all standards … [Read more…]
Long before the virus broke fully out, I had my own ideas about social gatherings, touching, close quarter playing and more. To be honest, I don’t really like being in an enclosed space with sweaty people and body fluids. Beyond my general dislike for my own sweat, let alone someone else’s, I’ve witnessed quite a … [Read more…]
“Mistress, please just break me down.”“I’ll be anything you want.”“Remind me that I am nothing.” These are all “sexy phrases” I’m assuming submissives have heard or seen in porn or worse? I say assume because for me, phrases like these immediately take me out of my dominant headspace and replaces it with a big “huh?!”. … [Read more…]
I won’t bore you with the usual caution to not trust just anyone, no matter the size of their toybag. I will, however, share with you some things I’ve cultivated and strived for over the years to become what I consider, a Femdom of respectable caliber. It varies greatly when we get to the specific … [Read more…]
As humans we have an innate obsession with placing labels on everything, including ourselves. Labels help give people a false sense of order and a way to separate things. However, we aren’t things; we’re people first and heavily using labels to categorize people isn’t fair. It takes away the depth and complexity each of us … [Read more…]
When I entered the room, it was just as I had requested: panties and stockings laid out on the bed. I turned to look at him standing in the doorway, still dressed from the day. He was trying not to blush, his deep brown eyes pleading in my direction. I curled my finger up and … [Read more…]
A Contribution Writing For Kink Weekly I grab him by his short locks one handful at a time chiding him as I grind up against him. It’s just me, him, and a hard wooden, freshly polished St. Andrew’s cross. I know there’s a mixture of pleasure and pain as I force him against the rigid … [Read more…]
A Contribution Writing for Kink Weekly Did reading that title send a little shiver down your spine? It use to do the same for me too. When I first entered the scene many years ago (but who’s counting!), Age play wasn’t really ‘in’. It wasn’t a kink people were talking about. There were no spaces … [Read more…]
