I had two ideas for this post and I couldn’t decide which way to go. I had the memorable kisses idea and then a day of kisses in our life. So, lucky you, I decided to do both.
Continue reading “Kissing”Time for your collar…
I round the corner to come down the hall and see you standing there. You’re not even looking in my direction. Your right hand? A deep red, leather, paddle.
Continue reading “Time for your collar…”That’s the feeling…
(This is part 2, here’s part 1, important to read first)
See, stuff like this always gets me in trouble, because then I have to continue telling you… the rest of the story, as they say.
My head racing, my body surrendering… that time when you give in to the animal side of things is in full swing. I feel that knowing head-rush, that urgency. It’s delicious.
Continue reading “That’s the feeling…”Core Sub Issues
It’s funny, really. I read the posts about things on the /s/ side of life and they really strike a chord with me. Like this post, by Domina Jen. The post isn’t supposed to be about /s/ types, it’s about Dommes and the responsibilities and coolness associated with that, but there it is again – the weirdness associated with being a Man-sub. (Is that a thing? Ya know, like a man-cub, but… )
Continue reading “Core Sub Issues”Carnal Retreat
We’ve always dreamed of having a vacation away. Like, really away. We’ve cleared calendars. Actually left behind the phones, let everyone know we were traveling to the ends of the earth, so… good luck reaching us. It might not be that remote in reality, but we planned a completely dedicated, carnal time.
Continue reading “Carnal Retreat”From Below… or “the last thing my body may see…”
The prompt for the week is “from below” – and it struck me (pun intended) that really, from below, could be all sorts of fun things.
Continue reading “From Below… or “the last thing my body may see…””It’s Complicated
The morning ritual is pretty typical – getting ready for work, getting out the door, heading in to work. Normal stuff. But it’s never far over the horizon to change things up, to try and make things…. “unusual.”
Continue reading “It’s Complicated”Tell Me About: Collars and Cuffs
I was so excited when I saw this topic because I get to share pictures of my favorite subject: Snake.
[Snake: Sigh.]
Continue reading “Tell Me About: Collars and Cuffs”Real Life and D/s
As I was catching up on blogs after our trip, I happened to catch this post that I had missed. It’s 3 Real Questions People Ask Google About Dominants, Submissives, and D/s by Kayla Lords who I find an awesome blogger.
Continue reading “Real Life and D/s”Tell Me About: The Power Exchange
I try to think back to the very beginning of our relationship and pinpoint a time when there wasn’t a pretty distinct power exchange. I don’t think there was one even long before we knew “what” a power exchange was.
Continue reading “Tell Me About: The Power Exchange”Sometimes, A Reset
It strikes me that this whole thing (this thing that we do, TTTWD) takes a LOT of heavy lifting at times. Sometimes it’s working out details. A lot of times it’s working to keep an open mind (we’re going to do WHAT??!) and other times, it’s being mindful that you’re trying to change your own behaviors along the way.
Continue reading “Sometimes, A Reset”From comment: “What makes you so special?”
We’ve not received the volume of negative comments that others do, for that, I’m not at all unhappy. But we did receive one the other day that actually had me thinking.
In essence, (paraphrased) “What makes you so special? FLR and D/s and these things all of you write about don’t make you better than (me) and I’m sick of reading about it. People without this aren’t less happy, less sexy, less (fill in the blank)… Stop dictating how people should live!”
In essence, SHUT UP ABOUT IT.
Continue reading “From comment: “What makes you so special?””Snippet of Life
From our DM this morning…
Continue reading “Snippet of Life”Bodies are Weird. A Different Story of Betrayal – Body Betrayal.
It seems like I should have great control over my own body. I’ve always worked to have the strength (and will) to work through whatever I can foresee happening. Of course, that’s not a perfect goal, but it IS something I actively reach for. This runs the full range, from O-control to being able to do fancy-schmancy dance moves.
But this isn’t a fancy-schmancy dance moves kinda site, ya know? So you know where I’m headed…
Continue reading “Bodies are Weird. A Different Story of Betrayal – Body Betrayal.”2 Hours of Sexual Torture… that really was.
So, of course, Charmer won the game that was built around that inhumane cards…of game. I will never forgive everyone for simply picking incorrectly – I mean, would it have killed you to pick mine? Not a single person wrote to ask which one…
My penance – 2 hours of torture of her choosing.
Continue reading “2 Hours of Sexual Torture… that really was.”Snake’s Perspective: Lifestyle D/sFLR
This is a second part to Charmer’s post, here.
I don’t get as many questions about things as Charmer does – but I do get a lot of assumptions. I get assumptions about what it means to be in an FLR with D/s structure and how it all works for us. It’s odd how people will see a video, read a story someplace and assume that that’s both reality and the same for everyone.
Continue reading “Snake’s Perspective: Lifestyle D/sFLR”Charmer’s Perspective: Lifestyle Dominance
Oh, you’re a Domme? I get that question at least a few times a week. However, it is phrased, from genuine interest to titillation, there are definite assumptions made about me, Snake and us. Some true, some false and some downright laugh out loud funny.
Continue reading “Charmer’s Perspective: Lifestyle Dominance”Gratitude and Dominance
Just a quick game update: So far for round two, we are 2:1 on wins so it’s very close. And Snake has 3/7 ruined O’s under his belt (get it?) so we are making progress with my win from last round.
Continue reading “Gratitude and Dominance”Change in the Air
I have lived in the desert for most of my adult life, but I have to think that the change in seasons might be as clear other places.
Continue reading “Change in the Air”Weird How We Recall Scenes, D/s
I spent a lot of time driving over the weekend, and between music in the headphones and the road, my mind was multi-tasking and thinking about how I remember different… sessions. I realized as I thought back over these times that one thing kept coming up. Sound.
Continue reading “Weird How We Recall Scenes, D/s”Elabor8: “Tell me more…”
Playtime is a great thing. Playtime can be a torturous time too though. Charmer tends to lean hard on the torture side of things – sometimes physical, sometimes mental. This is a perfect example of one of those times.
She likes to step all over my inability to talk about anything sexual, to answer direct, specific questions about something that’s going on. Of course, once she finds one of those soft spots, she pokes and pokes and pokes at it, just because she can.
Continue reading “Elabor8: “Tell me more…””How Do I Get My Wife/Girlfriend to Dominate Me?
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 “How Do I Get My Wife/Girlfriend to Dominate Me?”Change, and Chasing “More”
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 “Change, and Chasing “More””Finding the Way Back
“I am the Bad Wolf. I create myself. I take the words. I scatter them … in time, and space. A message to lead myself here.”
Russell T. Davies
Forgive me if you aren’t a Doctor Who fan because the above quote might seem a bit Little Red Riding Hood. But I found my Bad Wolf shirt this morning and it resonated.
When Snake and I started this blog journey a few years ago, it was bright and shiny and new. Writing was easy. Things flowed. We wrote about everything because it was a constant discovery.
After that initial burst, it’s harder to keep writing the same way. I suppose that it is possible to keep going bigger and MORE all of the time.
Unfortunately, life has a tendency to keep the fantasy 24/7/365 at bay. And it begins to feel boring to write about the same play and the same toys and the same games (Yes, I still love to torment him with Scrabble and Trivial Pursuit).
[Snake:] …and yes, I still typically lose. Over. and. Over again. I mean, seriously. you’d think I’d learn how to form more words or learn more trivia, but I think she has this uncanny way of finding trivia questions that I just have zero clue about… then making them the topic of whatever challenge. It’s just wrong. WRONG!
Then “piriformis syndrome” struck the house. I spent about a year with my wonderful chiropractor and stretching and exercising and recovered. The funny thing is, logically, when something hurts, you stop moving. Sit still and wait for it to heal. Not so much with this–at least with me. The less I did, the more it hurt. Working through the pain made it go away. Kinda blows your mind, huh?
And we started back to doing pictures and stories on the site. Snake and I are in a great place together. EXCEPT…my playful side got put aside while we worked on my recovery. Less play means less to write about. Less to write about means I think about it less often and it is a vicious circle. Writing is a habit that needs nurturing to keep it going.
I’m healed though and I want to find all sorts of new ways to torture and tease Snake. SO…it’s time to create
[Snake:] me? I’ll just be hiding. Over here. In the corner. Oh, and whimpering. Likely a lot. Maybe I’ll start memorizing
Blind Sensations
“So, here’s the deal…” she says with that grin. “With it being Halloween, we’re going to play a game with a mask so you can earn some additional play time…”
My head: “whut?”
I should know better. It’s just not ever simple. She starts telling me what we’re doing – but I lose track because she’s coming at me with that full bondage hood mask we picked up a while ago. It’s one of those stretchy, blindfold embedded, ear-muffling, fully head-covering masks. I’m lost in the whole WTF of the situation. Finally, I think to ask –
“Say what?!”