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A special thanks Dan and dawn over at Erotic Awakening for mentioning my blog and the post “Slave Heart” on their podcast here.

Apparently, I have a very sexy neck. Hey, I’ll take it.  🙂

And for anyone else wondering how you pronounce “Obscurantista,”  » Read more

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Accountability

Okay, let’s start off by saying that however agreeable I seem, I am NOT someone who likes teamwork. Here’s an excerpt from a blog I kept for a class I was taking (creative non-fiction) a few years ago regarding my dynamic with Ex-Husband:

We are tethered together. When one of us falls,  » Read more

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Why Write?

Even though I’ve recently set up this public blog presence of my charmed life and kinky times, I’ve been posting introspection and navel-gazing on predominantly kinky topics on Fetlife for some time. Fetlife (fetish + life, get it?), or Fet/FL as a lot of users call it, is social network for kinky people – essentially Facebook for kinksters,  » Read more

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Discipline

The compound acronym “BDSM” breaks down into B&D, D&S, S&M or bondage and discipline, domination and submission, sadism and masochism. So really it’s BDDSSM – but that looks sloppy and smacks of diplopia, so the redundant letters are pared away, giving us our sleek little name, an umbrella for so much of what we kinky folks do.  » Read more

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A Valentine to Myself

I never loved another person the way I loved myself.

Mae West

There’s something absolutely terrifying about radical independence. It’s not a message our culture encourages – stand up for yourself, be strong. So many traditions are in bed with lies that are bundled together and pre-packaged, everything with a price tag.  » Read more

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Conversion

The brief moment between the swing and the sting of the dressage whip seems to span eons. Sometimes he’s a bastard and swings it so I’ll hear it and think the pain is coming, just so he can watch me wince. Like Lucy pulling the football away from Charlie Brown at the last instant.

But not this time.  » Read more

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sub frenzy

He sees me outlining the cartoonish bruises on my breast. I hear his laugh and became totally aware of what I’m doing. I must be getting that dreamy look on my face again. He leans in, his hot breath on my neck. “Awww… you’ll be lording over those all week. Every time you glimpse your cleavage.  » Read more

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