As a part of American culture, the paddle featured early in my fantasies despite my lack of relevant experience. Even the dictionary entry provided plenty of fuel for my imagination. Part of the appeal was - and is - the element of distance and impersonalisation, with paddling being far less intimate than handspanking. The … Continue reading Paddles and Punishment
I sometimes wonder, when buying secondhand genre books, what the seller thinks of them (and, for that matter, me). Is this someone who has decided to share their private collection? Someone baffled by the discovery of a secret stash in the attic? A faceless corporation on whom these items had been offloaded? Judging by the … Continue reading Joys of Secondhand Books
Just finished my first Sunday School session with Miss Tearoha, and already looking forward to next weekend. I wasn't sure how school role play would translate to video chat- the line between mischief and disruption being rather different than in person, not to mention the lack of spanking. But just as a blindfold sharpens other … Continue reading Sunday School and Structure
I’ve been a rather crap submissive of late. I thought and wished it were purely a technical issue. With growing years of knowledge and experience in play, I have more points of reference and a more complex awareness of the risks involved. When stressed, I revert to my default state of overanalysing. It keeps … Continue reading The Unsurrendered Submissive
Though I’m sitting at home for longer than I ever had in one go, I am at least sitting comfortably. I’ve not gone this long without being spanked since I first got involved with the Irish scene. Even in the early days, a month seemed an awfully long time to wait between events and … Continue reading Spanking Week
Has it really been nearly a year? Apologies for letting the cobwebs accumulate- and for letting a few of the cosmetic features expire and go a bit wonky here of late, if anyone had dropped by recently. I *think* things are back to normalish now, at least here. (please let me know if not!) … Continue reading Hanging In There
I shouted over my shoulder as I scampered into the spare room in search of a towel. He chuckled. “What?” I grumbled. “You’re naked, and I can’t look?” I rolled my eyes; the nudity was nothing new. I’d only just spent several minutes naked in front of him. He’d had a good … Continue reading Don’t Look!
I don't remember choosing polyamory. Somewhere along my search for a disciplinarian, I got pleasantly distracted, and found that I had several people in my life who, while not life-partners, were more than just friends. Mostly, this was lovely and fluid and happy. But, as things do when people are involved, eventually things got complicated. … Continue reading Non-Fiction Book of the Month: The Ethical Slut
I saw a crash on the quays last week. Busy dodging fellow pedestrians as I headed to the bus stop at the height of Christmas shopping season, I almost failed to notice the surprisingly soft crunch of well-designed crumple zones doing their job. It’s shocking how much damage can occur with so little noise. I'm … Continue reading 2018
I was thrilled to see that DJ Black of A Voice in the Corner has reactivated his site today! After a hiatus of more than two years, and many tantalising hints of return (including a few I was lucky to receive in comments here!) I'm very excited to see what stories and anecdotes he has … Continue reading Welcome Back DJ Black!
Acknowledging Imperfection 