I did not expect Sir Alex to tell me to put my clothes on. And he said it so matter-of factly, as if this were the obvious next step! I was hurt. Dismayed. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I bit my lip hard, refusing to let them spill over. "My clothes?" Of course … Continue reading A Kinky Retreat – Part 5
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A Kinky Retreat – Part 4
I saw that he had pulled a small stool over in front of him. As I got closer to him, he said, "Sit," nodding to the chair, then added, with a smile, "Please." It was a wooden stool, three legged, with a very narrow back. The back was beautifully carved in an intricate design. The … Continue reading A Kinky Retreat – Part 4
A Kinky Retreat – Part 3
He paused, his hands lightly touching the mask that covered my eyes. "You may put your arms down," he said, "Keep them at your sides." It was a relief to lower them, and I was tempted to cover my body, but I held them carefully out of the way. He removed the blindfold and I … Continue reading A Kinky Retreat – Part 3
Where Has All the Kinky Gone…
Yes, you have to sing that to the tune of Where Have All the Flower Gone. In case you don't know that song: https://youtu.be/jb2GiMSXJsg?si=1FSDbaqohQdQtk2c But maybe the kinky is still here... A Kinky Retreat, Part 2 I heard the doorknob turn, the door opening, and felt the cooler air from the hallway caress my body, … Continue reading Where Has All the Kinky Gone…
Updating…
I had intended to do a longer post yesterday, but I ran out of time so I just hit publish to get something posted. To feel present again. Today, I'm back with some updates. I have resolved my work/career issues. I'm not pursuing a private practice, not trying to offer classes or workshops. If I … Continue reading Updating…
The New Page
I did it. I compiled all of Part I from Connections, with Sofia and Lucas, into one page and posted it. Now, I didn't do any editing, all I actually did was copy and paste it. So it's hard to say why I'm so pleased with myself. But I am, so I'm just going to … Continue reading The New Page
Crops and Floggers and Belts, Oh, My!
I found myself mentally chanting those words, bent over the bed, ass exposed, waiting for the flogging to begin... It was leather night, very exciting after last week's wood night. It's not that I don't enjoy paddles. I do. But not quite as much or as hard as Sir planned (and carried out.) Of course, … Continue reading Crops and Floggers and Belts, Oh, My!
The Little Things?
Sir and I continue to have regular sessions, maintenance on Wednesday, play on Sunday - although we're switching to Tuesday and Saturday, starting last night. I think it is actually, really helpful for me and improves the quality of my life overall. However. There's always an "however" with me, isn't there? Lol, that's how I … Continue reading The Little Things?
Rope
I love rope - have i mentioned that? Lol, yes, I know I have. But last night reminded me of how much I love it. Just the sense of being restrained is so lovely. While I was securely tied to a chair, legs open, Sir used a number of strappy toys on me - my … Continue reading Rope
Demisexual?
I am fascinated and often delighted by the variety of ways we can define our sexuality. Sir has been researching some terms for himself (which I won't share, although he has indicated how he identifies on his Fetlife profile.) But I've been thinking about myself today and who I'm attracted to. Yes, I like labels. … Continue reading Demisexual?
Olivia 