I've been meaning to talk about D/s and mental health pretty much from my first post. I'm sure others have broached the topic, and probably better than I'll be able to. But I'm also sure there's plenty of fertile ground here to cover. Even if I can't say anything original on the topic, my own … Continue reading D/s and Mental Health
Hit a brick wall today emotionally. Came out of nowhere. (I guess that's a weird thing to say about walls? They are quite stealthy but it seems odd to ascribe to them any ambush skills that require, you know, mobility.) A huge part of me wants to wait this out before writing, but another part … Continue reading Head, Meet Wall
AlphaJT ran with a question I posted earlier, and his answer sparked an epiphany of my own. He was musing on when he knew he was Dominant and mentioned that as a youth he did some dumb relationship things that immature or wannabe Doms would do. This struck me as inspiring, and I realize this … Continue reading Immature Dom Epiphany
I went outside and watched the eclipse today and now writing this post is hard. Oh, not because I'm blind; I made a pinhole projector and except for a few furtive glances we mostly watched the eclipse happen upside-down and reversed on a screen. No, the reason the eclipse wiped me out is because it … Continue reading What’s In It For Me II
I've been reading Beth bedtime stories. I have her strip naked and I put her in her night collar, then she climbs into bed and snuggles up to me and puts her head on my chest. I balance my iPad on my belly and read her a short children's book. I've been reading her stories … Continue reading Bad Daddy!
"Come here," I said after changing her collar this morning. She was still naked; this week it has pleased me to have her nude all night. I grabbed the silicone paddle we bought recently, and took her over my knee. "Why are we here?" I asked, per our ritual. "I forgot my medication," she replied. … Continue reading The Other Kind of Quickie
"Before I learned the art, a punch was just a punch, and a kick, just a kick. After I learned the art, a punch was no longer a punch, a kick, no longer a kick. Now that I understand the art, a punch is just a punch and a kick is just a kick." -- Bruce Lee … Continue reading Just Dominance
When did you know you were a Dominant or a submissive? And how did you come to realize it? I was raised on a toxic pablum of emasculation in the name of enlightenment and feminism. My parents brought me up in—and no doubt thought to save me from—a backwards culture where manliness and dominance directly … Continue reading When Did You Know?
Last Friday we had one of the most intense sessions we've ever experienced. New things were tried. Limits were tested and then cast aside as we plunged ahead into dark, uncharted waters. Five days later I'm still processing some of the stuff we got up to. The short version is we tried some humiliation and … Continue reading Bedtime Stories
There's a reason we do what we do, whoever we are, whatever it is. Sometimes conscious, sometimes not; sometimes logical, sometimes not. I started this blog for a conscious, calculating reason: I wanted to have ideas. You might be thinking "but wait, shouldn't you start a blog when you already have ideas? And if you're going to … Continue reading Blogging Schedule