I love Zumba. I’ve been attending a class pretty much once a week (or more) for the last 8 years or so. What is Zumba? Basically it’s a dance based exercise class. It has a mix of upbeat music and simple dance moves...
CW: Whipping, Extreme BDSM I love whips. This isn’t news, I know, but being whipped has been a rare occurrence for me. There are only a few people on the scene who use them. Hence my excitement when finding out H likes whips...
You all know I love bruises, but I really love bruises that I’m always aware of. My belly bruise hurt any which way I moved…mmm yummy. Reminded me of how I got it and who gave it me over and over again. Even when I...
I’ve never called Red in a scene, ever. That isn’t a boast, it’s just not something I’ve ever done. It’s not the word that leaps to mind. When I play with someone new I make sure they know...
On the very first day we played, H growled. From that moment on my response to that noise has been visceral. It subdues me, it scares me, it arouses me. I will stop whatever I am doing, hold still and look down. I will hold myself tight...
It’s going to be a little while before I see H again, a little longer than I’d like, about a week longer than I’d like. But when we were last together, they wrote sadist love notes on my body,reminders to keep me...
“Shall I turn the light off?” “Mmm, grab my headphones?” “Sure,” I lifted up to move off the bed and am forcefully pulled back down by H. “But first…” They ran their hand down to...
Our bodies lazily entwined Your legs over mine My hand on your thigh Which you cover with yours by and by. Drawn together but half awake. Arms wrap round where they find space a kiss to the face Words mumbled softly as...
It’s prompt week and I’ve managed to combine a few different pinks for today’s pic…but my favourite are the marks…of course!
Pain. Will I ever understand why I love it so? I doubt I fully will because I’m constantly finding new ways to describe my reactions as well as experiencing new fun pain times that call for more pondering. I find myself with more...
Hot Sweat dripping Limbs languid Panting for breath. Cursing the damn heat For stealing My energy And fucking me Over. When all I want to do Is you. I want to drip Sweat Onto your lust-pinkened cheeks. Want to shake With orgasm...
Manchester pride was full of love for me. I had some of the people I hold most dear with me including H. A proud pride queer kiss seems apt for today’s post. 2