Early last year I logged onto a couple of dating apps and created a profile on Fetlife. I wanted to meet someone. I wanted to have someone in my life who I could share things with, travel with, cook for.
Over the last couple of days, the spray-on dressing over the scar from my heart surgery has finally peeled off, taking with it the unsightly blobs of clotted blood.
I’d worried about it. Well, you would do wouldn’t you; open heart surgery is not part of anyone’s retirement plan.
Finally, after months of samples, tests and scans, I have a way forward for the health issues I described in my recent post.
This is a joint post with my friend Honey about a rather unique scene we recently played together.
I’ve hit a bump in the road. At first I thought it was a speed bump; you know the type: slow down a bit, a small crunch as you go over it, then carry on with your journey. A hundred yards later you’ve forgotten it.
Least sexy Sinful Sunday image ever, right? A couple of typewritten forms and some old army pictures. How dull is that?
Friend and occasional playmate Euclidian Point and I had agreed that our next session would be an interrogation role play. She specifically wanted to go beyond fun kinky play and find emotional challenge and physical endurance. I gave quite a lot of thought to how to set up such a demanding session in a realistic… Read More »
She is German, the Mistress with whom Miss Hunter is running her corporal punishment party, and known for being rather fearsome. Mistress Katharina Stinger is not to be trifled with. Her website https://www.misskstinger.co.uk/about makes this clear.
This post is written by my lovely friend Euclidean Point (no, that isn’t her real name) after a wonderful session in a rental dungeon.
My body is causing me problems at the moment, my heart in particular. I have something called a dilated cardiomyopathy to add to the congenital issues of a dodgy valve and mild arrhythmia. I get out of breath at the slightest exertion. That might not sound much, but I have to tackle the slight incline… Read More »
I’m lucky enough to have a few submissive friends who like to play with me in London rental dungeons. Usually the dynamic is my dominant to their submissive, though, me being me, I’m quite likely to turn the tables at a moment’s notice.