I'd say there's nothing that could make sitting on wicker, bare and sore, a pleasant experience. This might come close though.
Kink-aware is all good and well, though, as with all things, balance is critical. I think I may have missed the memo on how vanilla people meet partners. I’ve noticed a pattern recently where I think we’re just having a drink and a chat, but suddenly someone tries to throw tongues into the mix or … Continue reading Vanilla-Clueless
For the rest of us, the process is considerably more chaotic, and sometimes considerably unenjoyable. “Limit” sounds like such a simple word- something that one knows one won’t enjoy, and therefore won’t do. Once such obstacles identified and labelled as such, things run smoothly as traffic finds its way around them. It’s the days where … Continue reading Limits
It was a staring contest she had no hope of winning- she knew that when he had first placed the tawse before her. Still, that was no reason not to try her best. After all, lack of effort could have painful consequences.
I trust him to not hurt me, I trust him to not let me fall; I just don’t trust myself to not make him want to drop me.
“Gyugh!” Kirstin shrieked, headless of the late night hour and the reverberating echo that followed her outburst as she instinctively squished the spider under the sole of her slipper. She stood, panting in recovery, for a moment before collecting a bit of tissue to address the small mess she had created. Kristen, in by and … Continue reading A Simple Slippering
A while back, I indicated that I was about to embark on an experiment with long-distance discipline. I have to say that I have been pleasantly surprised (and, at times, pleasantly sore) so far. As I’d seen before, any sort of regular contact with like-minded people is rewarding in itself in most cases. This is … Continue reading Long-Distance Discipline – Update