The shame quickly transcends into lust and desperation as she spreads her legs apart.
This morning I was reading Kisungura’s newest blog post while I was sitting in my car waiting on my therapy appointment. […]
But, isn’t playing in pudding, dressing up in wigs and fetish heels, wearing a unicorn horn and tail, rocking crooked bunny ears and a fuzzy white tail playful?
Saturdays are our holy day in much the same way as religious people have a sabbath. But we don’t pray […]
Now, when I am bending over in front of him touching myself, I hope he is taking pictures.
There’s room for everyone (except those who don’t respect consent) in the BDSM world. No matter how hard (or soft) […]
Our dynamic requires me to be transparent with my partner. We dabble in some edge play, so an always open line of communication is imperative.
“Give to me your leather, take from me my lace” -Stevie Nicks
“I love myself, I want you to love me When I feel down, I want you above me […]
“Good girl” a gravely voice growled into her ear, easing all of her tension instantly.