I am in San Francisco.
I’m here because I’m shooting for Kink.com. I love Kink. I would shoot for them every month if they let me.
Wednesday was a tag-team wrestling match with Claire Adams, Darling, and Ariel X. Was there ever a luckier girl than me? Claire was on my side, thank […]
I try hard not to project politics onto sex. My arguments are with real life; sex will always be awkward, unfortunate, or politically incorrect. We don’t get to pick our preferences, after all. If I could pick what turned me on, I would certainly not have chosen BDSM: coming to peace with […]
It wouldn’t happen if I didn’t talk so much, that first conversation.
Life would be easier if I didn’t talk so much. Living with myself is easy: I am a loyal and patriotic subscriber to the laws, bylaws, and regulations of Calico. Other people? Not so much.
But sometimes I feel that not talking […]
It was Saturday night in Atlanta, Georgia, and I had just lured a handsome man in a military uniform up to my room with a bundle of rope.
The only problem? He wanted to tie me up.
I had offered to cane him. That hadn’t gone over so well. I offered to tie him […]
Lesbian coworker: The straight women I know talk about the men in their lives with resentment. It’s as if they pity them. Why would you want to live like that?
I do not mean to equate “gay and lesbian” with “enlightened”, because that is both stereotypical and false. But those who fall outside […]
If you want to be fucked in the ass, say so.
I’ve gotten a lot of requests recently for “medical” sessions. The dungeon does not have a dedicated medical room; we have no autoclave and nothing, save the sounds, that we might put in it. Enemas come in little bottles labeled “Fleet”. The […]
My weekend made for an awkward Monday.
My submissive male clients would be happy if I were a lesbian. They’re horrified at the suggestion that I switch. What gives?
More on the “Real and True Dominant” philosophy when not under the influence of much good Irish coffee.
My, but this has been a busy weekend! After Friday’s fun at the TES party at Paddles, I spent Saturday night at an NCSF benefit party in Baltimore.
There was a little bit of whipping on Friday, for sure. But not as a means to an end. There was also a charming demonstration of […]
He removed my glasses, and the world went fuzzy.
Normally in a crowded club like Paddles, I’m spotting for overeager spectators with one eye and watching the whip with the other. But this time the room was a blur. I suppose blinding me is one way to get my undivided attention.
Crack! The first […]
