Voyeur

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…

Foot Fetish: Jumping In With Both Feet

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,…