“So, yeah. I’m still kinda all dreamy-eyed for you.”
I so love the impractical boys, the creative swimmy ones who say things like this, the ones who float.
I am not like that. Not really at all.
And maybe that’s why I love them so. Their ethereal existence has open spaces in it, and I can slip in, like smoke on a breeze, and find my place in there, in their blood and cells, insinuating … Continue Reading
I don’t sleep well with another in my bed. I don’t sleep well at all for the most part. This tenuous relationship with sleep makes it precious, sacrosanct. There are few things more irritating than having my sleep interfered with.
I need to feel very comfortable with someone to want them in my bed, and if I don’t have that level of comfort, I don’t share well. I will lie there restless, unable to relax, … Continue Reading
My first love was a woman, well, a girl really.
I was 17, she was a year ahead of me at school. She was fun and hilarious and street-smart in a way I wasn’t. An athlete, with that long-limbed lithe body that young athletes have. Full of that kind of careless body confidence that comes from knowing what those limbs and muscles are capable of, and a self awareness that results in a loping casual … Continue Reading
I recently had a birthday (how did you miss it?! I was bleating on endlessly about it…).
I’m 48 now, and saying that out loud gives me a bit of a shock. I’m not sure what 48 is supposed to feel like, but like a lot of people as they get older, I don’t *feel* as old as my years so when I say it out loud, I’m mentally going “WTF?!!”.
I felt 32 for … Continue Reading
I think in a lot of ways, I was much more domlydomdomdomlydominant when I was young, and vanilla. In the days before I’d even heard of BDSM.
You know why?
I never gave it a moment’s thought.
I didn’t negotiate.
I didn’t discuss.
I just did my thing and the men who were interested in me either got with the program or they were left behind. I never thought in terms of ‘dominance’ or ‘power’ … Continue Reading
Sometimes submissives ask how they can help their dominant (especially their *new* dominant) become more comfortable in her dominance.
Come here, and I will let you in on a secret…
Ssshhhh…
Ready?
Here it is:
Seriously. Do that.
I know it sounds as if I am being cute or something, but I’m not.
Do you want to know what I probably needed most from my submissive when I was finding my feet?
Good conversation:
Bad conversation: