Dating someone who is “vanilla” or outside of “the community” is slightly discombobulating. It’s not her… It’s just that i’ve become accustomed to the way we do things in our little bdsm world. We have all manner of shortcuts and buzzwords. We disclose so much about ourselves up front. When someone meets me in that community, … Continue reading
He leaned in… the smile leaving his face altogether and his eyes going seriously cold. He said simply “Stop… or Yellow, Red… do you know what they mean? Can you say them?” He made me say them, then. i felt like i was back in kindergarten. Those of us who play in formal settings… at … Continue reading
… the better to see you, my dear my hand sunk into the chest, as if through the flesh, swallowed up in a soft warm nothingness and everythingness. i was uncomfortable at first… i recoiled… i had to force myself back in – back open – and then it felt like a gift; the offer … Continue reading
A few folks on the fet side of life know what i do in my ‘vanilla’ life. Fewer still know the name my parents gave me – well, that name and the one i married into. Most folks on the fet side of life have just as much to lose as i do – by … Continue reading
At Master’s request, i have been reading Life, Leather, and the Pursuit of Happiness . i highly recommend this to folks who are trying to ‘understand’ the leather life without the bullshit of 50 shades. i am nearing the end of the book and i came across a section that i journaled about in my daily … Continue reading
MrM and i were at a kink event in Indianapolis this weekend. From another vendor, i picked up a tiny “statue” that was handmade to be a pendant, i think. It’s perfect for my smaller traveling altar. i was visiting a table with sarongs and jewelry and i was drawn to her. i picked her … Continue reading
This weekend, i’ll sidestep my routine… Shed my skin and slip into someone else’s i’ll watch Him do the same i will delight in it, i think i’ll give Him and He’ll give me permission to do permission to feel permission to be The Coral’s Being Somebody Else Continue reading
Lord willin’ and the creek don’t rise, i’ll find myself in an interesting position tomorrow night. i’m psyched. The evening starts with a meet-n-greet on one side of town (not sure if i will attend that or not) and then the party moves to Princeton where i get to attend to a few things on … Continue reading
The first bite’s hard but not so hard to bear… and they are sleek and mechanical… beautiful, even… cool metal against warm skin. Beautiful jewelry for the unsuspecting breasts. A chain drawn up so slowly there in front… see the slack? no worries, pet… and then a quick tug Wicked science hard at work… sexy … Continue reading
I’ve loved the word horripilation from the first time I read it. It’s fun to say and spell check hates it! Horripilate… try it… just say it! It’s nearly as fun to say as persnickety. It’s after one in the morning and I just did a google image search for “spanking benches” Enter… horripilation…. full … Continue reading
