Category Archives: D/s

Heads or Tails?

Welcome to that land of nothing that happens here, leaves here. Ah yes. I usually am braced to see what happens – so many unexpected things, from the sexy to the musical to the foodie side of things.

“Do you have our coin? The one I gave you for travel,” she asks pointedly.

“Yes, yes I do,” I say. I pull it out of my suitcase and hand it to her, all shiny.

“Ah, thanks.”

She walks away.

“Um, what’s up?” I ask.

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There’s a Remote Chance…

“Do me a favor, please?” She says, turning to me randomly while we’re watching a show. “Of course!” I say.

“Could you please start and get my coffee ready, and Irish Coffee please, and start my bath water and come back and let me know when it’ll be ready?”

Weird way to ask, but sure. “Of course!” I get the water going, and get the bath started with a towel out and bath oils in. Weird timing, but other than that, I’m not thinking anything of it.

“Should be good to go in a few minutes…” I say, returning. I start to sit down, but she looks at me with this strange look. I stop. “What’s up?” I say.

“I’m going to need you naked with cuffs and collar on, please. Then return here.

I pause. “Now,” is all she says. And she goes back to watching the show.

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Games of Chance

I love a good game of chance. At least, in theory, I love a good game of chance. But it’s like impact play, really. It’s really hot to think about it. I don’t actually know why that is. But, then when the time approaches, I get very nervous and if I wasn’t careful, would excusify my way out of it happening. Then of course when it’s happening, well… instantly after, just… wow. Too many levels to unpack right this instant.

close up photo of a wooden roulette
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There’s just a lot wrapped up in that.

These games of chance with Charmer are similar. I love the idea. I love the thought of totally random, unplanned games that can be everything from fun to super challenging.

When she walked out that morning and put down the dice, getting her tea, I pretended I didn’t see it. There simply wasn’t any other reason to wander out first thing in the morning with a D&D die – and I was now in that nervous stage, wondering what was up.

[Charmer: Ha. I wanted you to see it and wonder…]

Maybe if I ignore it, she’ll forget? Ha!

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10s Rule (Part II)

Read Part I here.

We’re less than a few minutes into this and I can feel that it’s this accumulation thing that is going on. I can tell it’s going to get harder and harder to keep my head straight, especially with the 10s break rule. It’s not a very long time, and I can already tell you that the internal… squeeze is going to get to the point where it’s not enough time to reset.

In fact, now only about 4 minutes in, we’re at that point.

Every edge we hit, I’m struggling to get back under control before things start up again, either by your hand (which, of course, is never late) or mine. Mine requires my head and body to get their respective shit together and recover… in 10s.

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Locktober… and Chastity Overall

Looking back at October, and at chastity in general, it’s bizarre to think it’s been something like 6+ years of full-time for Charmer and me. We’ve learned a lot, we’ve had some interesting debates (both with us and from outside folks) and we’ve seen this kinky twitter and blogging space roll back and forth as different things sweep through, chastity being one of them.

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Always More, Eh?

See, one of the things about kink is that it opens up your mind. It opens the thoughts of “if that was great, what about “X”” – it’s an ongoing cycle that drives kink forward and gets you to consider all sorts of things… I mean, what if…

That’s exactly the thing that is happening right now. What if the impact play is, well, played with. What if it’s more, different, etc. Not in a “beat the crap out of me” standpoint, I’m not really interested, and she’s not really interested in dealing out, the art of being a butt-fillet. But…

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100 Edges, 12ish hours.

Charmer likes to push boundaries, heck, we both do. I think little nudges in new directions tend to add up to big nudges that introduce new ideas, new things to think about, new experiences.

We’ve added Boot Camp weekends to the mix of late – we do them when it strikes Charmer’s fancy, no real schedule- but it has lately been running Friday-Monday on choice weekends.

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