Beyond Black and white

Beyond the Black and the White

I spent a lot of years trying to outrun or outsmart vulnerability by making things certain and definite, black and white, good and bad. My inability to lean into the discomfort of vulnerability limited the fullness of those important experiences that are wrought with uncertainty: Love, belonging, trust, joy, and […]

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It is time

It is time

Time is a funny thing. There never seems to be enough of it, and yet, we make it work for us, fitting in with the ticking and passing of the units it gives us. I sometimes wonder what the world was like before these units of time, and often think […]

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discarded underwear

Discarded underwear

A while ago, I had a friendship with another Dom that turned into a bit more. From my side it was friendship and that is important to me. I felt a connection emotionally and that is vital for me ever to contemplate anything more than that, even discarded underwear! I […]

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Endings and beginnings

The Beauty of Endings and Beginnings

The change of seasons always marks the ending of one thing but the beginning of something else. As autumn shifts into winter I have a strong sense of both the endings and the beginnings this time. I wonder if this is due partly to the fact that the period of […]

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Bloodlust with colour splash

Bloodlust and Photography

Taking erotic photography has been a focus for us for a while now. It is something that we both enjoy and get quite a bit from. Sometimes I will take pictures myself and, more often, it will be a joint thing. We have learnt quite a bit about what works […]

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Kept on a Leash

Kept on a leash

He kept her on a leash, not because he saw her as being lower or less than him, but because he was more certain of her value than he had ever been about anything.  It wasn’t because he thought that she might run either. She was so very obedient and […]

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Crop

Reasons to become reacquainted with the crop

There are many good reasons for using a crop. I think we had forgotten one or two of them along the way, but a good scene focussed around the crop the other day soon sorted that. One of the main reasons for not using it much the past while has […]

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Being shared with another dominant

Being shared with another Dominant

“You are such a good submissive. I know that you want to please me and do these things for me but tonight I am going to ask more from you. Tonight I would like to share you.” He watched her face and saw her hesitation. They had discussed it, of […]

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Alone

I think we’re alone now

Well it looks like we have our empty nest. It has felt like a slow time coming, but also as if it has suddenly appeared upon us. I am glad that there are positives for us in having more privacy and time to ourselves as it is hard in many […]

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simplicity

The simplicity of a white shirt and black boots

Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication Leonardo Da Vinci Sometimes it is the classic things which have an appeal. Personally I like the simplicity of a plain white shirt worn with very little else. I also love boots. I have lots of pairs and so it is fun to slip them […]

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The deeper the blue

The deeper the blue

“The deeper the blue becomes, the more strongly it calls man towards the infinite, awakening in him a desire for the pure and, finally, for the supernatural … The brighter it becomes, the more it loses its sound, until it turns into silent stillness and becomes white.” Wassily Kandinsky Sometimes […]

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Back on track

Back on track and back to basics

Getting back on track Sometimes you lose each other. It can be hard when you are used to the closeness to work out what to do about it and how to get things back on track. We have been talking a lot lately about what to do and how to […]

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Standing Still

Standing Still

I am standing still, waiting for him. He is watching me but he hasn’t made a move.  My body is sore, tense in its pose, my muscles aching for release.  The awareness of my physical self and my inability to allow it comfort challenges my mind and, it too, slips […]

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Don't Move

Don’t move

He positioned her on a chair and told her not to move. She was very self-conscious to begin with. The sheer blouse covering her left little to the imagination, but once his friends were assembled and began their evening, things changed. They laughed and chatted in small groups, so hardly […]

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His Study ~ A short trip into the past

He has watched her for days now, his study.  The details of every move and mannerism, the intonation of her voice, the cadence of her laughter. He know her as his.  He has traced the lines of her body with the fingertip of his mind’s eye, the curve of her […]

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Dance for you

Shall I dance for you?

“Shall I dance for you Sir?” she said, feeling playful  “Dance for me? What did you have in mind, missy?” “I was thinking perhaps something burlesquey? I know you like that, Sir.” “I do Missy. I like you dancing for me very much.” He paused then for so long that […]

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In front of the mirror

In front of the mirror

Being positioned in front of the mirror is clearly part of the plan. I realise quickly how clever he has been. I can see myself and that is difficult. More than that I can see him and I can see what he is doing. The partial eye of the glass […]

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A snapshot with photography umbrella

A Snapshot in 150 words

Continuing with my Saturday shorts theme, I have another snapshot put to words. I am wondering if I should make this a thing as I am really quite enjoying it. They had been taking pictures for a while. She was nervous to begin with as she didn’t know Mackay very […]

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watching her squirm

Watching her squirm

She knew that he was watching her squirm internally. He had told her not to move and she was trying really hard. She was so conscious of the plug inside her and couldn’t help tensing her muscles around it, as if to remind herself. She felt the heat on her […]

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Wild

Wild

What we find in a soulmate is not something wild to tame but something wild to run with. Robert Brault She was wild. She hid it under layers of convention, but it was there in her eyes. It flickered at him as she spoke. When he looked more deeply she […]

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