Miss Pearl has been writing about the dearth of information about how, exactly, do you, as a guy, go about getting your wife or girlfriend to dominate you, to be in charge…
This is a look at how it’s come about for us…Continue reading
The Musical. And the book because I’m one of those weird people who read the book BEFORE I saw the musical. Was very confused seeing it the first time because story lines definitely don’t match up entirely but I love both of them.Continue reading
I have a couple themes are the springboard for this post. So, who knows if they will play together nicely or if you are going to get multiple posts mushed into one. It’s all an adventure, right?Continue reading
Happy Sinful Sunday everyone – hoping you have a great day and weekend overall!Continue reading
Just a little view of the cleavage on display on date night…..Continue reading
D/s and kink and all of this thing we do is a challenging beast. I’ve written before about some of the challenges of changing up your relationships (like FLR and D/s in general) and what it means to at least our dynamic – from learning how things are to be done, to figuring out how to communicate better.
But one of the things that constantly tugs at all of this is this feeling that “well, if that was fun, imagine what it would be like if we did twice as much!”Continue reading
From SteelChrmr’s post:
It’s very quiet over here, like I am home alone. But I’m not. The lights are off and it’s dark but I can sense you. In the dark. Waiting. Watching.
I fumble for the light switch by the door. “No,” comes from somewhere in front of me. I hear a noise slightly to my left. I turn, unsure of where you are or what I’m hearing until I see the bright flame…
I see the silhouette of your body in the faintest of the light as my eyes adjust. You’re in the tub, lounging, and I can’t even see enough to know if you’re smiling. I can just make out the outline of your breast in the candlelight.
“Stand there” you say as your hand passes by the light, pointing.Continue reading
As you probably have noticed, Snake tries to write for the Wicked Wednesday prompt most weeks. There are unfortunately weeks where life gets in the way but he’s pretty consistent.
I decided this week I would start the story for him and he could take it from there tomorrow. Stay tuned for how he finishes…Continue reading
Risk. One of those words that says scary and run away. Protect yourself and avoid at all costs.
But isn’t that in itself a risk? You risk missing chances and adventures and relationships and living.
Hunter S. Thompson
“Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming, “Wow what a ride!”
My family has long accepted that this is going to be my fate. I will die doing something crazy but I sure will love the ride.
[Snake: True, for as long as I’ve known you, we’ve agreed that this is how it will be!]
Snake and I have lists of things to do–I hate the term bucket list–both sexually and life goals. We’ve done a lot of ziplines, white water, traveled to places that are exotic and thrilling and had sex in some rather scandalous places. We have made the conscious choice not to wait for “someday,” but to live now.
But there is so much more to do. When we were in New Zealand, we heard the term black water rafting. Hmmm… this sounds intriguing. IT’S RAFTING RAPIDS THROUGH A CAVE!!!!! We’ve ziplined through a cave and if you get the chance, just do it. I mean, really. We are definitely putting the black water rafting on the list, though. How cool must that be?
[Snake: This sounds like so much fun… sans the critters in the water, which will just have to be… “experienced” … but yeah. It looks amazingly intense.]
But risk comes in many forms and I think the emotional risks are scarier and harder to push through and get past. If I let this person in, will they hurt me like the last one? Can I put aside my emotional baggage and really trust that they are true? Can I let them see me, the real me, and not put on a persona?
And, before you start searching my social media, no, I am not writing about anything or anyone specific. You know that you would–and, yes, I’m looking at you!
The risks sometimes result in a lot of hurt. And anger. And disenchantment with people. Those results make me want to avoid it in the future. Don’t stray too far from the sidewalk or trust and be safe. It’s a nice cocoon. Snuggle in with Snake and just push everyone else away.
But, truly, is that living? There are times to pull back and regroup and recharge. I know my own limits and I have to do that sometimes. But, then, I have to step back out into the world and risk those other attachments in order to be fully alive. So, yes, I choose too much feeling and too much affection and risk getting hurt in order to be me.
One of the things I love about the Steelheart is the clash of metal/steel and flesh. I think the stark contrasts are really very hot.Continue reading