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HNT: Ssssh….
I Â hate being told to shut up. It angers me to be told I talk too much. If I’m speaking, it means I have something to say, for fuck’s sake. But being rendered speechless, either via shock, or fear, or physical restraint? Yea, that. Thank you, please. And more, please. Maybe it’s the sensation of…
Read MoreAt 35000 feet.
I am learning to write in mid-air. I used to never be interested in doing so. I think it is good to have this desire blossoming. I have many flights in my future, and don’t foresee that slowing down any time soon. So…we write. I’m in first class tonight. And this is awesome. I took…
Read MoreFrom ‘In The Flesh NYC’ … “Kiss My Boots”
Yay! For those who weren’t jammed the FUCK into the Happy Ending Lounge for In The Flesh NYC on March 18th, your time has come! I performed one of my favorite stories there. You can read it here and you can watch it below. Here is the first part… …and here is the rest! Enjoy!…
Read More“Dear James…” a letter to someone who Was.
Dear Jim… It is HIGHLY unlikely you’ll ever read this, I’m writing it anyway. Who the fuck am I kidding. Honestly? Frankly? The “You†to whom I’m writing only lives in my heart and mind. The “You†you are today is years and miles away from the man who upended my life, careened me into…
Read More“Vanilla” Bigotry.
I love perverted sex. In fact, some of the perverted sex I love the most is considered too fucked up for public consumption by other kinky people. I love kinky people. The community, warts and all, is a home for me. Â And like any extended weird family, we have our disagreements. I know for a…
Read MoreHalf Full.
I need approval. Someone patting me on the head and giving me that “Good Girl.†Can melt away the thickest glacier of self-loathing and dissolve the greasiest oil-slick of self-imposed reflexive hatred. I clearly recall, with fondness, having resentment, anger, self-pity, even rage, wiped away by my dominant telling me how good job I was…
Read MoreCrumbs.
Go ahead. Seduce me.
Read MoreIs that a threat…?
In a chat on Twitter, Mark S and I were bantering about things that tops sometimes use as threats in order to incite fear into the hearts (and genitals) of those (un)lucky enough to find themselves at their (lack of) mercy. I thought about my own reaction to threats, and why they don’t usually work…
Read MoreWhy Submission ≠Gift.
I don’t mind tropes. Sometimes, phrases that are often used are that way because they withstand the test of time. I don’t’ even have to finish the following sentences and you know the balance… “You can’t judge a book by…” “You can lead a horse to water but you can’t…” “Good things come to those…
Read More“A Single Gal’s Manifesto” by Sheryn B.
A woman I greatly admire and who I recognized as being one of those soul-family people when we first met recently wrote a blog post on FetLife. It kind of is the zenith to my recent post’s nadir-gazing miasma, and I’ve obtained her permission to repost it here.
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