It’s been obvious from the Daddy/kitten posts that something was going on in my world. I’d like to think those posts had a different feel than my usual, but maybe not. If you’ve read my post about Daddy, you’ll definitely know I’ve entered into a relationship with someone. For those confused, I’d started “seeing” DomSigns. …
She sat down, toggled to the still empty page, and thought about what she wanted. I want love with a healthy dose of kink. She erased that line. What the fuck was she actually looking for in a relationship? Not just someone to spank her ass, but someone to lead her. She wanted to be …
He guides my hand down between my thighs and presses it to my cunt. I’m swollen and wet, the tremors from the way he just used me echo though my core. He wants me to stroke and tease my clit until I’m on the edge of coming again, but I feel used up already. My …
when the rope unravels and the stripes on my skin fade will you remember the smile you left on my face as we parted ways?
Trying to get back in the writing game. Something from my time at the spanking party this weekend. Check out the other options — The bed smells of sex as I press my face into the sheets. “Don’t hold your breath.” I breathe out and his hand lands with a crash. Or was it the …
I may be the only one like this, but I feel low after sex. No, the sex wasn’t bad. It just feels like I drop emotionally and am left feeling… Uncertain? Uncomfortable? Un-something. It may be the build up that makes the drop feel so hard. As if I’m reaching for a continued connection, but …
Sorry. Exhaustion has me in its grip so no real post today. 16 hours at work is a killer. See ya tomorrow.
Sub title: Sex is mess, anal sex is messier. You can already tell where this post is going, can’t you? It’s Friday and I’m in need of some relief to get me through my work weekend so I’m going to tell you about my anal sex experience. That’s right, in an ongoing effort to be …
Does our tenuous connection hold you so tight? The “I” of it tries to tie me when this “miss” was made to believe that the “you” just wanted a fluid exchange So our loose strand that was no more than a hairbreadth from breaking apart Suddenly feels like a solid tightrope This “I” can still …