This D/s Life

Category: His

  • A New Life: Part One

    A New Life: Part One

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    It was no secret to me that you wanted my brother. Every time you were anywhere near him you would flirt and tease and touch. Everyone knew, friends had taken me aside for a quiet word about your brazen behavior. But I knew, you’d made it completely clear when you called out his name while…

  • It seemed like a good idea at the time

    It seemed like a good idea at the time

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    Ever have a great idea? You know, that sudden jolt of inspiration that takes your breath away. Where you just know that this idea will change the world. Then you share that idea with a friend in the breathless anticipation that it will inspire them just as much as it has inspired you. And they…

  • The Great Pretender

    The Great Pretender

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    Once upon a time we had a chance to meet someone who was a kink hero to us.  Someone who’s words you have probably read and nodded at how clear they made it all. It was a random alignment of stars that even made it possible and we were very excited. This was a big…

  • Naked Came the Stranger

    Naked Came the Stranger

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    We are off to Clothed Male Naked Female today. Molly has written about her feelings about the event in this post. But I thought I might chime in with my feelings as well. In theory this should be a very sexy event for us. It suits (pun intended) our dynamic and Molly is a tiny…

  • Keep on Rocking me

    Keep on Rocking me

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    She came too in darkness, but it was the darkness of a blindfold. She could see nothing at all, but she did know she was bound, bound and naked. Her arms tied securely to the arms of the chair she was seated on. Her legs tied open exposing her cunt. “Ah, welcome, I see you…

  • Dōmo arigatō, Mr. Roboto

    Dōmo arigatō, Mr. Roboto

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    People are afraid. It is a fact of life, all of us are are afraid of something and often we are afraid of many things. I am not immune to this and frankly anyone who claims they are afraid of nothing is a lunatic. It is interesting (to me anyway) the things that people are…

  • I’m not Sitting on the Fence

    I’m not Sitting on the Fence

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    We have had better than expected weather this week, why it might even be considered Summer. Now I am very sure that the weather will turn and you will see Molly on twitter complaining about the rain and the grey and the cold. But for now, as the saying goes, make hay while the sun…

  • Pride of Place

    Pride of Place

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    I am rather proud of her. Last Sunday Molly and her daughter took part in The Race for Life. I am sure you all know my stand on exercise, but not withstanding my opinion doing this run mattered to her. That meant it mattered  to me. She is an amazing woman, but like the rest…

  • Comments, Motes and Beams

    Comments, Motes and Beams

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    I wrote a rather long comment today. I had thought that I had no need to add to the comment that GotN left on that comment until the commentor commented on a post that GotN made. Confusing isn’t it? I will sum up. I wrote a post that contained an image of Molly naked in…

  • Brace Yourself

    Brace Yourself

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    That is Showtimes new slogan. Why, you might ask, are you writing about Showtime Michael? Well they have a new TV series call “Submission” Here is what they say Beautiful but unfulfilled Ashley has her eyes opened to the tantalizing possibilities of BDSM when she discovers the popular erotic novel SLAVE by Nolan Keats. But…