A masochist is defined as someone who derives sexual gratification from pain. I do not identify as a masochist- when I experience pain, particularly in a sexual context, I do not derive pleasure from it. I feel the sting of a leather belt or the sharp bite of a nipple clamp for exactly what itContinue reading “The First Time I Asked for Pain”
Category Archives: True Story
Storytime with The Professor
The Professor is an excellent storyteller. Whether it be about his work, coaching, his family, or his sexcapades, he has a way of capturing your attention and investment. He teases his audience, building tension and interest, in no apparent rush to get to the much-anticipated climax. This week, he took that to an entirely newContinue reading “Storytime with The Professor”
Learning to Cum, Part 2: Let it feel good
Read part 1 here. My body tensed in anticipation of his touch- where was he going to start? I could feel his presence next to me- a quiet calm. It was his voice I heard first. “Relax your body,” he said, his voice gentle but even. I unclenched my fists (when did I make fists?),Continue reading “Learning to Cum, Part 2: Let it feel good”
Sir
Sir is a layered man, with a huge cock. As you all well know, I don’t give undeserved compliments- especially to men- so trust me when I say…huge. He has taught me a whole awful lot about intimacy, partnership, vulnerability. He is easy to be around, disarmingly familiar, and makes me want to open myselfContinue reading “Sir”
Becoming His Object
Remind me not to earn another punishment from Mr. Envelope. I knew it would be bad- the man gets under my skin like no other before or since him. The mental gymnastics that he puts me through surpass the physical; when I play with him, I know that I am going to be challenged andContinue reading “Becoming His Object”
Learning to Cum: My Foray into Orgasm Control- Part 1
I had to lose control of my body to gain control of my orgasms. Prior to my foray into BDSM, I could not reliably cum with a partner. Sure, I could get myself off- at an Olympic level pace- but with a partner I found it way too hard to stay in the moment. InsteadContinue reading “Learning to Cum: My Foray into Orgasm Control- Part 1”
A Primal Interlude (to an otherwise civilized conversation)
When The Professor and I go without seeing each other for a couple of weeks, the tension between wanting to get naked and wanting to catch up in conversation is palpable. We text, but it isn’t the same for two avid conversationalists. Getting naked always wins out, because, well, duh- but the profound friendship isContinue reading “A Primal Interlude (to an otherwise civilized conversation)”
Mr Grey (My First Dom)
In my mid to late 20s I took some time to find myself, and by that I mean have a lot of sex with whomever I wished, guilt-free. Some would call it a spiral, but I saw it as more of a liberation- the old “have sex like a man” adage, where I took whatContinue reading “Mr Grey (My First Dom)”
The Professor
Sometimes two people inexplicably click. Different life stages, different backgrounds, different experiences- there is little reason for them to interact, let alone connect- but sometimes, the universe intervenes to make it happen. That is how I would contextualize the Professor. He is a father of grown children (slightly younger than me), divorced, in a long-termContinue reading “The Professor”
Tormentor and Protector
One of the things that I appreciate most about Mr. Envelope is the level of care that he puts into hurting me. As he wrapped lengths of rope around my legs, binding me to a spreader bar to keep them open, his touch was sensual, deliberate. I lay on the bed with wrists cuffed toContinue reading “Tormentor and Protector”
Down the Rabbit Hole 