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Needful Things
I have been absent from this blog and from social media and I would like to start by saying thank you to all of those who have reached out to ask if I am okay. You are, each and every one of you, lovely and special people. But I need to be direct and honest…
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The play’s the thing
I love words, they move me in so many ways. When I read a good book, or a brilliantly written blog post. Or when Molly says them to me. When she calls me Sir it gives my the same thrill that it did the first time she said it to me. When we are having…
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A Close Shave
Molly wanted me to write a post about CBT for kink of the week. I don’t do CBT, neither do I give it, nor do I receive it, well at least not on purpose. I did think I would use today as a chance to tell a story that might be at least slightly germane…
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It cuts like a knife But it feels so right
It is hard to find the space in my head to write about anything kinky right now. But I am going to try anyway. The kinky bit for tonight’s post was suggested by a locked twitter account. Knife play. I love my chefs knives and knives in general but am nervous about their use in…
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The Whole Ball of Wax
I am going to start this post about wax play backwards; starting with cleanup and working back to the beginning. There is a very very very very important reason for this. The wax gets fucking everywhere, and to emphasize EVERYFUCKINGWHERE! Clean Up Seriously you want a high thread count quality large piece of cloth that…
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Protocol
This is another in the questions put to us on twitter. I have decided to call these Ask This D/s Life a Question: Protocol Today’s question comes from the amazing @rubygoodnight (seriously go give her and @theemgoodnight a follow) @RubyGoodnight Your & Molly’s ‘protocol’. Or lack thereof Any of you that know me, or follow…
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In Sync
In Sync, not NSYNC the boy band, though I did do sound for them back in the day. There are days when I want to own her just as much as she wants to be owned. To take control and possession. This is one of those days and I don’t think she is even aware.…