Journaling (or ‘woah, now I feel bad!’)

Journals are kind of strange.

I’ve kept a journal since I was made to write one for grade 10 English class. I was fifteen. My teacher said that we could mark parts of it private, and he wouldn’t read it. He lied. I know this because he put encouraging remarks on the heartfelt teenage angst that I had marked as private. I had lamented about my small breasts when other girls had wonderful, beautiful breasts (oh, 15 year old me, you silly girl!). I remember feeling conflicted when he handed the journals back and I saw that he had commented … Continue Reading

Loves: 11
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Showing off what’s mine

This post is sparked by Nlikes recent post where he put up pictures of a gorgeous woman he has a long distance communication going with.

In a similar way, I like to show off what’s mine. Even if it’s not really mine. Or only mine in a sense or for a little while. It’s not just about appreciation, though there is that certainly. ‘Appreciation’ is just “Look, here’s a thing, isn’t it nice?”: Its relationship to ME is irrelevant.

Showing off what’s mine is wrapped up in ego and vanity and a level of proprietary *ownership* that has a feeling … Continue Reading

Loves: 11
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Explaining violence & sex

Emailing with a vanilla friend…

“I still can’t really grasp the connection between violence and sexual excitement.”

Ha! It’s so incredibly complex.

I can try and explain it in a bunch of different ways, but I do think it’s one of those things that you can’t ‘get’ until you ‘get it’. Like how oral sex seems like the grossest thing ever pre-puberty, then you do it and go “Oooohhh… I get it now”. But even if you get it, trying to explain WHY it’s great and a turn on to someone who says “I can’t really grasp why you would … Continue Reading

Loves: 28
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For you…

The first boy I ever loved and I are still in touch. He lives in the UK, we catch up when we are anywhere in proximity, which of course isn’t often.

A recent situation reminded me of a sweet moment with him, of which there are many. Sweet moments, I mean.

He had invited some of his friends over for dinner. He was cooking. I was hovering in the kitchen with him, sipping a cold glass of white wine, avoiding having to socialise.

He was madly busy; chopping, mixing, checking things on the stove, in the oven. I always enjoyed … Continue Reading

Loves: 15
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Holy fuck beautiful eyes

I’ve taken to calling him ‘holy-fuck-beautiful-eyes’ (in honour of the fabulously articulate email I sent him on a whim), which is the worst nickname EVER but it makes me smile every time I use it.

He’s not a match for me (he agrees with this), and I am unlikely to meet him (I’ve told him this), and yet, there is that elusive ‘something’ there that draws me in and I love it and I hate it.

He’s local, a little younger than me, a singer, a writer, a film maker, a hippy environmentalist with longish curly hair and holy fuck, … Continue Reading

Loves: 12
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Another chat with me!

© Masocast by UnspeakableAxe

My second Masocast interview is live (the first is here)!!

A wonderfully sweet benefactor offered for-real moneys to ask me some very interesting and thoughtful questions, I spill my guts, laugh a lot, and blather more, and the lovely Axe pretends he isn’t just talking to me for the money!

I also do an audio reading of ‘Conflict’ at the end.

I know: SO MUCH STUFF!!

Random quotes:

I have a blog where I just go ‘bllarrgghh’…

…the other is to go “Ahh, fuck it…”

How do I know? I just know. I don’t know.

If it was that

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Loves: 14
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A young Domme’s sexuality

This is my response in a discussion on fetlife.com about whether women come into their dominance later than men, and if so, why that might be. It explains from my personal perspective how I struggled some with getting what I wanted when I was young, so I thought it worth posting here.

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From my perspective as a young woman out in the world, I was never free to exercise any sexual initiative in the way I wanted. So I stifled it.

What I mean by that is that in NO environment was I safe or encouraged to behave in … Continue Reading

Loves: 20
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