Kinky Trip, Day 2


The next morning, we woke up intertwined with each other.  His arms firmly wrapped around me, the absolute most safe, secure and welcoming place on earth.  This is my favorite way to wake up.  I stir and as I roll over I see his grey eyes scanning over me.  He is watching me ensuring that I am safe as always.  As I stretch I move closer to him and reach up for a kiss.  He chuckles a bit.

“sassy you are insatiable as ever!”

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Kinky Trip, FINALLY


Sir and I had always shared a fantasy get away to somewhere tropical where cell phones do not work and minimal WiFi. This shared fantasy started shortly after we first met. One of Sir’s favorite things is to push my boundaries which is one of the many reasons I adore him and that we are together.  We finally book our dream vacation to the Caribbean and I was instructed that I did not need to pack much in the way of clothing.

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Crush, In Love, Trusted Love …


I think it is safe to assume if you are over the age 25 you have been in love at least once in your life. How do you know you are, how do you know it is something to hold on to, or should you let that love go?  Is it true that it is better to have love and lost than to have never loved at all?  These are questions that I have pondered over the last 5-10 years of my life. 

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An evening with Dommes

This is an excerpt from a joint writing venture, this is what I wrote…

It is dinner time. I am told to go clean up and make sure my holes are ready for use. I make my way to the appointed bathroom. Taking care to lotion areas that need it for future use, and also properly cleaning all holes. I take a moment to reflect on all that has happened since my arrival. Then realize that I need not dwell on it, Sir will let me process at home with him. I quickly finish up and report to the dining room.

The table is set for the Dommes. Sir is seated at the head of the table. I am told to get on the table and to not disturb the dishes. I climb up and lay down as instructed. My ankles are cuffed and chain to each side of the table, my hands have the same done to them. I am now spread eagle naked on a dining table. I look up at Sir searching for support. He looks on with interest.


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