All posts tagged femdom life

Eating Ayn Rand

I instruct him to open his mouth and hold the book there, gagging him. I tell him with explicit openness that it is revolting, that Libertarianism is like a cock cage for your personality. That women are disproportionately employed in the public sector because the nature of its hiring practices allow us the benefits of a meritocracy.

New Year, New Me, New Rules

My break up is not something I will particularly touch on, other than to say we wanted different things, and I wish Brick the best in future. Me, I have been processing it as a series of feelings, largely as an immense amount of vulnerability, a bit of cumulative damage to my self esteem, and […]

New Years Eve, A Sub & A (First) Kiss

I promised him his first ever, real kiss, for New Years Eve. I wasn’t planning on moving that fast, still covered in Brick dust, still reeling from by what at turns was ripping off a bandaid and putting a kitten down, but when you find out that you have a perplexing puzzle box of a guy who is at once about the same level of perversity as you, has pursued it, and… has made it four decades without a kiss on the mouth, the Aesthetic demands sacrifice.

Life Updates Again

I am thinking about the particulars of self-care. Not fairy lights and lush bath bars, but the immense amount of effort it takes to keep one overly ambitious adult woman ambulatory. Since I started a lovely, bland, immensely important straight job, which, cards played right, I will do until I exit clutching a pension, life […]

Anti-erotic Life Updates

Pleasant lashings of Vancouver rain beat down on the new city I call home, while I ineptly put together homemade pancakes (got the texture wrong because I eyeballed it and experimented with cake flour) and my long suffering roomie wrestles with their cold on sick day number two. My body is a disgusting PMS mess, […]

Retrospective 2018 On My Femdom Life

Let’s look at the metaphoric hiking blisters and holiday snaps from my sexual journey, shall we? 😛 This blog has seen me through four relationships, and a significant part of my adult life, almost a third of it, actually. It was started as an effort to put content out there that resonated with me, in […]

Leash Fantasies for Him

My arousal is a suffusion from the nape of my neck to my knees, a warmth and skin hunger that buzzes away in my breasts and the softness of the inside of my thighs. I think about a thing he doesn’t want to do and it is erotic. At the party, I took his necktie, […]

My Take on Cuckolding Fantasies

“So multiple people offered to throw in cash to get me to go to this event at $nerdhobby, I am so popular.” I’m not bragging, I’m surprised at my popularity and slightly bemused by the absurdity. His reaction is to miss a beat, face going suspicious, “Oh really? Who?” “The very gay $nerdhobbyguy, for one.” […]

Honestly, I Need To Get Fucked

I need you to fuck me in a way that makes me want to shred your skin and bruise you. I want to see you vulnerable and helpless and there’s the ache and the little niggling tinge of fear for me because to want something is to let yourself be open to the possibility of […]

Fall Changes, Forward Motion and Endings

Lately it’s been a life lived in a general state of desire I’ve missed. I’m happy to have my lust back, happy to crave and want and not feel completely undesired although I have once again screwed myself (and not in the good way) via setting my wants on someone out of easy reach for […]