I feel like a gosh darn cliche. A chastised submissive Cuckold; if Chaos had any interest in forced femme I’d be writing this in petticoats right now. But everyone’s kink journey is unique, even if so many people seem to arrive at the same destination. What I want to do…
Losing the Sex Box
I’ve strayed quite a ways from the path I thought I would be walking at the beginning of my twenties. I suppose none of us remain who we think we are for long. Life is a journey that changes us in increments. I’m not dismayed by the change, indeed; I…
Post break-up breakdown
I don’t really want to talk about it. More accurately, I would probably be fine talking about it, but sitting down and writing about it sucks. I feel like my guts got kicked out, and instead of stuffing them back inside me and trying to hold it together until it…
Solicitation all around
In which I solicit your input and then inflict unsolicited advice in return! I’ve got this idea that I’m working on to write out a bit of a guide to finding a male-sub partner, but I’m still collecting information, and trying to put together something that is more helpful than…
Communication and Vocalization
Really Peroxide, another one of these “guess what I did last night?” posts, really? Yeah, really. Deal with it. Tavi and I went out to brunch on Sunday, my favorite place, it was quite lovely. I’ve been thinking about, worrying about, fretting over the boundary discussion I knew we needed…