“I want to do the most disgusting fucked up shit with you,” he said with a sigh into the telephone. I squeezed my eyes tightly, gripping my own phone and tried to stop the flash of images running through my mind: Taking him over my knee and spanking him until he cried and then as … [Read more…]
I am a FemDom. I am a female dominant who controls the relationships I am in through the use of power exchange and an overall power dynamic. This is my public service announcement to say something that has really irritated me for quite some time. FEMDOM ≠ Strap-on play! It doesn’t equal pegging, anal play, … [Read more…]
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 … [Read 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 … [Read 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 … [Read 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 … [Read 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 … [Read 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 … [Read more…]
It hadonly been a week or so since our scene at the play party, the one where I made him cry. The intensity correlating between his eagerness to gain forgiveness and my blatant hostility to forgive him made our next session even more raw. I don’t recall how things started. I just remember that one … [Read more…]
