I played with a lot of titles for this post. Gently laughing at myself, I considered "Complaints of Privilege, from Just Another White Girl," but I thought other people might not get the self-deprecating humor. I considered "Seeking Perfection from a Position of Privilege". Then, switching paradigms, I thought about "First Wife or Slave Girl?" … Continue reading The Imperfect Pleasure of Privilege
The Reclaiming, Part 3
This series starts here. He removed the nipple clamps quite unexpectedly. Overwhelmed with the pain of circulation returning to the nipples, she cried out, moved her hands to rub the nipples. He caught her wrists, stopping her from touching herself. Chuckled as she twisted, struggling against the pain. “Here,” he said, pulling her arms up, … Continue reading The Reclaiming, Part 3
The Reclaiming, Part II
(The first part of this started here. After the part about Celebrations.) He left her simmering for 5 minutes, alone in the kitchen, naked, on her knees. When she heard his footsteps, she looked up, so eager and hopeful she couldn't help it. He grinned, and said, "There's my good girl." He said it casually, … Continue reading The Reclaiming, Part II
Celebrations… and a bit of fantasy
Samhain, Halloween, and Day of the Dead all happen this weekend. Samhain: According to the internet, peoople celebrated Samhain, (pronounced "sow-win," which is hard to wrap my head around), to mark the end of harvest and beginning of winter. It was a pagan spiritual celebration that started October 31st and went to November 2nd, which … Continue reading Celebrations… and a bit of fantasy
The Pleasures, 3
Today, I made chicken vegetable soup. I don’t think it’s as good as the last time I made it, but it’s not half bad. I had it for dinner, with some fancy multi-grain bread from the bakery. Yum. I had some work stuff I needed to do and I did it. I got all the … Continue reading The Pleasures, 3
Sleep?
Ahhh elusive sleep. I have slept like crap the whole month of October, according to my Fitbit. And according to my body, which has apparently decided that 5 - 6 1/2 hours sleep a night is plenty. Sometimes I can't go to sleep. Sometimes I wake up too early. Sometimes, like last night, I seem … Continue reading Sleep?
Not Exactly Pleasure…
I did my final round of marathon dentist visits yesterday. Not my last visit to the dentist, of course, but I think this was my last of the super long dental events. How long was it? (There's a joke in here sonewhere, but I'm not feeling it.) Seven and a half hours. That's how long … Continue reading Not Exactly Pleasure…
The Pleasures, 2
This is part of a series. Because I often use this space to bitch and complain, or to process the more painful parts of my life, I've decided to share some of my everyday pleasure too. Hope you enjoy... The beach is always a pleasure. The air, the sound of the waves, the people, the … Continue reading The Pleasures, 2
The Pleasures, 1
I know, that sounds like the title for a fantasy. Actually, it's not. I was just thinking about how I come over here and talk about the woes of my life on a regular basis when I have so many positive things that I seldom mention. So I thought I might start a series where … Continue reading The Pleasures, 1
A Touchstone
I come here for balance, I think. Sometimes anyhow. When I’m feeling a bit off, a bit askew, this place is my touchstone. I wrote that, and then I thought, ”What the hell do I mean by that?” So I had to look up “touchstone” to see if it meant what I wanted to say. … Continue reading A Touchstone
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