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Getting off isn’t so easy

Something I remember reading when I first started looking into BDSM was that it wasn’t necessarily sexual for some people. This was a little tricky to grasp for me because it is pretty intensely sexual for me. Well, parts of it are. D/s is definitely how I enjoy my romantic and sexual interactions to play out,…

Tasting her

In the dim light of her room I light the candles and get undressed as instructed. When she’s ready she comes in, already naked, and tells me to assume the position. I grab the pillow that I will use to muffle my cries and bend over at the end of…

On Orgasm control

Occasionally I’ve seen it suggested in discussions about female dominated relationships that chastity and orgasm control are the height of the power exchange. Sentiments to the effect that once a woman gains authority over that aspect of her partner she can control everything else. That’s bullshit, obviously. At least I hope…

Vocabulary

Recently I became a moderator for a new subreddit called /r/FemdomCommunity. (A subreddit being sort of like a forum with in a larger forum on the website Reddit, in case you didn’t already know.) I volunteered for the gig, because I am interested in seeing the space evolve into a helpful place…

TMI Tuesday

I’m been rather busy as of late, but I think I need to get at least a quick post up to fill you all in. Sunday night was date night for Tavi and I. She asked me to write up a revised list of hard limits for our transition in…

Happy Tears

I don’t know how the fuck I’m supposed to write this. I’m not a poet, and I feel like I’d have to be one to impress upon you what last Sunday was like for me. I feel like to convey how sexy it was I’d have to tell a story…

Comfortable

I’m comfortable with my masculinity, and I’m comfortable being submissive. Ever since I  was in about seventh grade and my freshy dyed fire-engine-red hair turned hot pink after swimming in a pool, I’ve known that it’s not how I look or what others think of me that makes me a…

Mark of Pride

Until last night it had been about two weeks since I’d gotten to play with Tavi, and it was a whole week since I’d seen her at all; plus I’m working a lot with the holiday rush so I hadn’t had anything new to post. But now that I’m once…

More role conflict

I’m not sure if this is going to be interesting at all, it’s more of the same old thing I’ve been writing for a bit, however, if down the line I write about doing some things, I want my readers to know that I’ve been doing all the requisite consideration…

Everything must go.

If I hadn’t already mentioned in my effusive gushing, Tavi is a biter. And while I’m not the hairiest man that ever was, I’ve got a fair bit of hair on my chest. Or rather had. She didn’t like it, said it had to go, and so go it did. I…

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