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.)
In fact, I’d postulate that it rarely is. It’s rarely intentional, considered, or thought through. It’s a behavior formed through the years of getting what
In fact, they are often wildly different. This is true in kink, in nonmonogamy—in anything you might get revved up about. Which, I’m pretty sure
Hot on the heels of Kiss Your Mate Day on April 28th, we have Make Out Day upping the stakes. Today, I’d like to talk
Literally. For me, a lack of passion translates into a physical pain. A deep ache. A weariness. A sort of malaise that keeps my energy
In a polyamory group I participate in, I had a very cool discussion about listening in relationships. Here’s how it went: OP: Do you expect
Oh. Ouch. That sure can smart. And yet, that conversation needs to be had, so both parties can have the pleasure they deserve from an
Do you want your friends and partners to lie to you? Some years ago, I wrote a piece titled, “Ask your friends when they want
BE POSITIVE!IT’LL GET BETTER!YOU’LL GET OVER IT! The messages are everywhere. See the good. Ignore or push away the bad. Move onward and upward! And
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