When does a habit become a ritual? When does a ritual become a rule? These are the existential kink questions that I love to muse upon. Every power dynamic is different and we may have a relaxed dynamic, but low protocol is not no protocol.
When I was first inducting myself into the kink world, collars were one of the most seductive tropes: how special would it feel to be chosen and then wear a constant symbol, a reminder of ownership and commitment. My first and only collar was not a gift, and not something I wore regularly. It was…
Have I mentioned I’m loving #NoTrueWay, the D/s writing prompt that Lillith posts fortnightly? The topics never fail to grab my attention and often the quotes get my blood boiling a bit. The current quote is no exception. Let’s have a look, shall we?
The need for ritual runs deep within me, it always has. I have shared about that need and how D/s has, in the past, fed and satisfied that desire by providing structure and consistency.