Oh God, I seem to have committed myself to talk at TES tomorrow night. I’m spotting for a cancelled presenter.
It’s their Switchable group, so I’m talking about switching beyond binaries: submissive sadists, dominant bottoms, that sort of thing. I’ll also be talking about hot and unconventional scenes you can play out, and the challenges of […]
Back posts continued…
One of my coworkers told a story about her fiancee. All her boyfriends, she said, started skeptical about dominant women, but ended up playing with her sooner or later. And as soon as they tried it, they enjoyed it. “If it sucked, they wouldn’t do it!” she concluded, hands […]
I had hoped to make it to the MaxFisch meetup at Paddles last night, but at the last minute veered off to a post-HC reunion of sorts. God, it was good to see those girls! I drank too much, smoked too many cigarettes, and had to take four trains to get home at […]
Oft-asked annoying questions: Why do dominant women date dominant men? Why might dominant women prefer the challenge of forcing non-submissive men to submit? I’m sure Axe, our favorite New York City submissive looking for love, has posted a few times on these topics.
I sigh a bit at both questions. My New Years […]
At dinner on Saturday, a friend asked me if I would pay for sex. I said, Yes, of course! I’m amazed, and dismayed, that I never have.
We posited that intrinsic difficulty prevented me. The research, the selection, the call, the appointment, the wait, the interview, the paying, the shuffling between rooms, more waiting, […]
You have bruises on your thighs.
Oh — it’s nothing.
Did you get those here? By “here”, he means the Midtown dungeon where he has hired me to play submissive.
Oh, no.
Then who?
One of my boyfriends. It’s the easiest word.
He beat you?
Yes.
And you liked it?
Very much.
Did he fuck you afterward?
He did.
Does he fuck you in the […]
He’s got a new whip, he says. Second time using it, he says.
My sympathy for his nerves is limited. Being hit feels new every time.
His aim is impeccable, but I’m trying hard to let him hit me at all. When I drive, I’m the girl in the passenger seat who can’t help […]
The Artist’s tied arms are around my neck as I ride. I’ve put my glasses back on so I can see him, but they keep slipping down my nose.
I hate to encourage the myth that men need to fuck for hours. (It’s a peeve of mine, second only to the notion that women […]
Today I got into the pictures I did for Kink.com in September. As I have no pay site, I’m going to post a bunch of my favorites for free, because I love you! I’m not an affiliate; I don’t get any more money. But you’re welcome to talk me up on their […]
Ooh, looky what I found! This is a trailer for kink.com’s first live audience show. It happened on the Friday I was in town, so I asked if I could go.
“We’re all full.”
“Oh. Really? Please? No? Well, it was worth asking. If anything opens up…”
I had two days to […]
