He had me roll onto my back so he could use the cane on my breast and nipples and thighs. After making the marks and getting me to respond as he wanted, he returned to his bag. I heard what he had in his hand even before I saw it. “CRACK!” Followed by a chuckle….
Tag: kinks
Week in Review
What a crazy week! While I was away from the office last week, I got a call from my boss asking if I had any interest in taking over the integration project. That PM had accepted a project to oversee a huge project with many project managers. They had been looking for her replacement when…
A Good Hurt
I had deliberately taken a step back from playing after things went sideways a month ago. I had many people in my life try to encourage me to jump right into things again – get roughed up – get out there and fill the void. I kept declining – even the offers I had to…
Welts and Memories
“I like the way you welt,” he whispered to me as we were at a gathering of other kinksters in a local bar. A vanilla setting where we gathered weekly to meet and hang out with people of similar interest. The talk was mixed in terms of vanilla topics and other things, and our conversation…
You Know You’re Kinky When…
Early this year, a close friend of mine from college and I discovered we were both in the BDSM scene. A discovery made after I ran into her husband at kink night at the local sex club. Until that point, we had not idea the other was into such things, so the discovery has been…
I want…
….to feel the blade of your knife slide under my clothes and slice through them as you systematically cut away my outer layers as you find my skin. …to feel your hand around my neck as you drag the blade across my body leaving little scratches, little trails that make me want to arch against…
Early Friday Morning Ramblings
I’m getting good at walking in heels. I didn’t trip once last night at the kink party at the local swingers club. And I went up and down the steps more times than I could count. The benefits of volunteering, I guess. Lots of practice. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ I am particularly hating blogger drama right now. Why?…
HNT – Stripes
“Three hard ones. Are you ready?” he asked, but mainly announced. I took a deep breath in between the swats he had been giving me with the crop knowing they were coming – those hard swats that will take my breath away and test how well my endorphins were working by pushing that pleasure-pain barrier….
HNT – Good Grrl
“Such a Good Grrl” was what he said into my ear as he squeezed my nipples harder and harder. And mentally, even though part of my brain was screaming “no more”, the other part was saying “but you want to be his Good Grrl – it’s not that bad.” And that other part – the…
