He is my sub, I am his Queen.
I am owned as thoroughly as he. Equally, with different responsibilities and tasks.
Were I to abandon my new scarf by leaving it on a subway, it will no longer be my scarf. Someone else will pick it up, and it will become theirs.
It remains mine only so long as I keep investing myself in it and it’s care.
(Interestingly, the original meaning of “invest” is to clothe yourself with something, to enter into something that you wrap around yourself.)
Not because it is a “No.” I mean, it might be (quite likely), but I’m not going to pretend to read someone else’s mind. Because
In a court of law, it’s critical that people have their say. That BOTH sides are revealed and examined for a third party (or a
In which I fail to see the value in a stranger’s orgasmayzingness. I have been a Dom for 20 years and do like to switch.
My life has for the past couple of days decided to show me the power of expectations. Life does these things sometimes. Decides to smack
I got a question from a friend about play that went like this (paraphrased): Someone contacted my SO after a play party for more play.
However, what you do will overshadow who you are to people who don’t know you, pretty much every time. For example, I may love you
It seems pretty obvious to me, both parties consent, right? And yet, there is this prevailing mindset that all a submissive or bottom has to
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