I am a massive child at heart. I love kids books, kids films, kids toys, honestly there’s a bit of me that never really grew up and I will preserve that for the rest of my life. So when H asked me what my favourite Disney songs were I held out for quite a while before giving in and revealing...
CW: Extreme sadism and masochism One recent Tuesday afternoon something amazing happened. I said ‘No More.’ Me, high level masochist that I am. The pain slut who worries that she rarely calls an end to a scene and even rarer finds a limit. I had enough of pain. And it felt wonderfully...
I offered you my body, unblemished. My offering was taken, Used. I was made whole.
CW: Some Fatphobic comments within a fat positive post “I love smelling you.” A statement that fills me with joy, whenever H says it to me. “I love you smelling me.” I reply, because I’m always caught a bit off guard by the sincere lust in their voice and the intensity of their investigation of my...
H is mean. I don’t think that will come as news to anyone. They are very mean. So when I’d read their super hot writing all about being fisted and let them know that I was having feels, horny feels, they made things worse. They sent me a photo of their gorgeous body, their butt presented like a...
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 that is quite addictive. It is not an easy work out. It is...
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 too. I took them our little whip to check out before we...
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 that If I yell ‘No!’ I will mean it and I need...
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, shrinking in the presence of the beast. This day, H and I had...
“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 my cunt, quickly finding how wet I was. They grinned and...
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 questions than answers, always. Even when I think I know how...
So I was telling my partner H how much I’d enjoyed Zumba with the marks they gave me and in the process I found out that they were horny. So, I was very, very helpful. Incredibly helpful. I totally made it better for my partner, 100s of miles away from any of their partners. I used my words...
This can be read as a stand alone but it does follow on from Crying Out Loud, Dirty and Exceeding Expectations. So you can see why I look content but knackered! I think this post really works for the ‘Complicated’ prompt because my D/s relationship with H is not what you might...
CW: Knife Play H stated their intent early on when I arrived. “I’m going to tie you down and tease you until you beg me to come and then I’m going to make you come until you beg me to stop.” It’s just we kinda got caught up in other things. In making me cry for example and pissing all over me...
CW:Knife play, Watersports If you wanna know what happened before this scene check out Crying Out Loud, this can be read on it’s own though you’ll get more of an insight into my frame of mind if you’ve read what had just happened. Also you’ll get double the hot :p ...
I think it’s quite apt that my post is about pain,humiliation and crying when the prompt is ‘Pleasure.’ This is all pleasure to me. Even though it seems like quite the opposite. It is my greatest pleasure. And thanks to Molly Moore for letting me know Humiliation is the...
