musing/  play/  random memories

Dear cute kilted boy…

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Dear cute kilted boy,

I have a terrible memory for things both big and small, but I remember you.

We were at a BDSM event: I knew one person there, and nobody else. But I am pretty good at flitting around, pretending to be social.

You wore a kilt. Of course I remember you. I mean, *you wore a kilt*!

You were standing with two other men, I suspect they weren’t your friends, on reflection. They looked as vanilla as the day is long, jeans and t-shirt types. And yet there you were with them. In your kilt.

I approached … Continue Reading

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musing/  play

How do I get my sub floaty-high?

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When I play with pain I usually start with a gentle warm up, then I ramp it up as he gets used to it. I keep an eye on his reactions, slow it down when he looks like he is reaching the edge of his tolerance, then ramp it up again after he comes back a little, each time going a little harder etc. And I generally keep going until I think he’s had enough. Where that point is depends on what I was trying to do with him, but if I’m pushing, by the time I stop he will … Continue Reading

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femdom relationships/  kissing/  play

Conflict

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You look at me, both guilty and defiant.

I hold your gaze. I wait.

You are hurt and angry. You lift your chin. I know that look. You are considering your options. They are running through your mind like quicksilver, fast and light and slippery.

I don’t look away. I just wait while you run through the possible reactions in your head.

Your breathing is shallow while you fight for composure.

I can feel your flight response just below the surface. Your muscles tensing, ready to turn away from me and stride out of the room. I don’t have to … Continue Reading

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kissing/  play/  random memories/  top pick

First lesbian love

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My first love was a woman, well, a girl really.

I was 17, she was a year ahead of me at school. She was fun and hilarious and street-smart in a way I wasn’t. An athlete, with that long-limbed lithe body that young athletes have. Full of that kind of careless body confidence that comes from knowing what those limbs and muscles are capable of, and a self awareness that results in a loping casual stride that says ‘don’t give a fuck’.

She was beautiful. Stunning. Perfect.

I can’t remember how or why it happened, really, but she started to … Continue Reading

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body project/  exercise/  play

Sex aggression energy

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The gym is not busy, mid morning. The session is fine. Nothing special. Drop sets. Chest, back, arms. I’m lifting heavier than I have before. This makes me happy.

I work hard enough to get kitten arms, where everything trembles, right down to the tips of my fingers which shake when I enter stats into the app I use.

I finish and feel a build up of energy as I get water, mix up a protein shake. It’s a feeling that I get rarely from workouts, but I recognise it.

I crackle with energy, it fills the spaces inside me, … Continue Reading

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play/  randomness

Sex noises

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I don’t pay attention to the sounds I make when I am on the receiving end of pleasure. If I am paying attention to the noise I make, my focus is in the wrong place.

Mostly, I am inarticulately vocal. By that I mean that I don’t talk much, but I make sounds of pleasure… moans, groans, breathy sighs, maybe whimpers. They mostly mean some version of ‘more of that’ or ‘yes, there’ or ‘please, that’ or ‘soo good!’.

If I need to direct him, I prefer touch over voice. I will move his head to get his mouth where … Continue Reading

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bambi/  play

Snippets of bambi

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I wrote about how I am trying to figure out why it feels strange to write about bambi, but I still want to do it because those moments gave me something lovely, even if they were only fleeting.

So here they are: random snippets of heat and beauty…

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He sweetly fell asleep early one evening, one wrist still cuffed to the bed. I was not tired yet, I watched him for a little while, then left him to sleep. I wandered in to pet him every now and then. He would snuffle softly when I touched him, dead … Continue Reading

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