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.)
My ex-husband and I made a lot of mistakes. His BPD and alcoholism in the last 7 years created even more mistakes in an already
Spandex is an amazing invention. A fiber creation by DuPont. And it’s shape (or what I think I learned about it years ago) has been
And because if you’re anything like me, you now have that delirium-inducing whine in your head: smiles Last week, for the umpteenth time, someone said
Someone commented on one of my writings and said: I’ve always been confused by the fact that people say they’ve seen your true colours when
A lot of what I write can bring up the feels. After all, I dig deep into how we as humans first and as kinksters,
No one can promise that nothing bad will happen, that they won’t ever hurt you (actually they WILL hurt you and you will hurt them,
The Big Book Of Ass: All about anal play and pleasure, including training, communication, safety, and more is the second Dating Kinky Presents book. This
On the men’s dominance and relationship forums I participate in, one man kept wanting to discuss poly. The funny thing was that he kept approaching
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