“I’ve found out why people laugh. They laugh because it hurts so much . . . because it’s the only thing that’ll make it stop hurting.”
― Robert A. Heinlein
“I love the way you laugh when he’s beating you.” She said.
“Thank you,” I replied. » Read more
There have been a lot of new people on my local kink scene lately – which is exciting and wonderful! It’s important for the health of any kink organization for new members to enter as new members will inevitably exit or take an extended hiatus, just like there’s a natural circulation to many clubs. I was chatting in the kitchen recently with my housemate J about some of the new faces, » Read more
I go further than a lot of girls are willing to go.
For one, I do floors.
Of all the kinky things I’ve found I’m into during this period of self-exploration, few have surprised me more than my love of domestic service.
When I moved in with Skyspook last May, » Read more
It’s gorgeous — if the size of a shoebox. Weak yellow floor in the kitchen. We set up a dented card table with rusted legs in the living room. It’s not quite level, but it’ll support the weight of a bottle of Arbor Mist. Snaggy carpet in the bedroom, what little you can see from around the bed. » Read more
Rush Limbaugh’s comments are offensive to those of us who have worked hard to become the whores we are.
He dishes out the label too easily – it’s like calling anybody who can cook a “chef.” » Read more
“I don’t get it,” she said. “Why do all that? Sex, just good plain normal sex is wonderful. Why would anyone need to do all that weird stuff?”
My friend M was of course talking about kink. M was an academically brilliant young girl, a devout follower of the Baha’i faith. Even disregarding the fact that she’d pledged her chastity for spiritual reasons and had barely shared a kiss with the member of the opposite sex (or the same one, » Read more
I was in a relationship for many years where whenever I asked for any assistance, albeit with finances, chores, or emotional support, I was told that I was abusive and a burden and responsible for causing his depression by “being such a bitch.”
I was told that even bringing up the topic of sex or attempting seduction more than once or twice a week was sexual coercion and attempted rape and that I was guilty of repeated habitual sexual assault by baring my breasts unprompted or touching him without invitation to do so – » Read more
There was a story a friend of mine used to tell. When he was in school, his teacher had called the class to attention and said, “There’s something you all should know. One of you has a very unpleasant odor. Please make sure you are washing with soap regularly.” Someone in the class predictably asked who the teacher was talking about. » Read more
J: Pageling, I have something for you.
Me: (through the door) I’m naked.
J: It’s fine. I’m naked, too.
Me: Okay. (opens door)
I love my life.
“I couldn’t do 24/7. It’d just be too much.”
“Sadomasochism makes sense, but I can’t really get into Domination and submission. » Read more
So I’ve had a relatively inactive diet and cooking blog for a while that I’ve started using a lot more recently to track some of our better culinary experiments. I’ve added it to my “bio” page here and thought I’d share the link with y’all should you want to take a looksie.
Stalk My Food
P.S. » Read more