CONTENT WARNING: This is a juicy bit of #SeasonalSapphicSmut. It has shades of D/s dynamics and features a Yuletide birching with a branch off the old Christmas tree. Oh Tannenbaum? More like “Oh, tanned ‘er bottom”, am I right? Perhaps I’ve had too much nog, or not enough. Either way, enjoy!
I am not a monogamous person. I never have been. I’m one of those people who just fundamentally does not connect with monogamy, it doesn’t make sense to me. I have been non-monog since before I had the words for it. My early teens and first loves and relationships were functionally monogamous but I can’t…
The shutter had become her eye. She walked through the world seeing things in snap shots, moments clipped from life and developed in her mind. She preferred an old fashioned camera; heavy, mechanical, with spools of delicate film in tidy black tubes. She was forever on the hunt to capture the poignant and the pained…
Kink isn’t really a thing for me right now. It is, but it isn’t, you know? I haven’t “quit”, I’m not denouncing my kinks but I’m not really an active kinkster. I wouldn’t go so far as to say I’m completely vanilla, more like vanilla (with sprinkles). I’m just at a place where I am…
Shortly after we first got together, Ralph had his tongue pierced. It healed incredibly quickly and he only had a day or two of swelling and lisping, which was kind of cute. In no time at all, the barbell in his tongue was between my legs, the ultimate accessory. He was the first lover I’d…
I just published a post called Daddy’s Boy. It took me a bit of thinking to decide on the words, I had the image but somehow the words just wouldn’t come. I think I was afraid. Blogging can be a very myopic hobby. It’s easy to get totally into your own stuff and there’s no…
[Content warning: unwanted sexual advances] Lucky was a legend in our village. He was a travelling farrier, as they were in those days, who would come through once a year, set up shop with my father, the village blacksmith, and see to a steady stream of horses in need of new shoes. To my…
I had a kink “a-ha!” moment the other day. It was fascinating and exciting and I can’t stop thinking about it. Allow me to paint you a picture. I was seated on the sofa in my livingroom, and Loverboy was on all fours, ecstatic to be gagging on the front half of my right foot,…