Another box. This one is just work files, as I pack up my little, upstairs, home office ready for next week’s move. It’s been hard to decide which of the accumulated possessions of four people who have lived together in a fairly large house for over 20 years might be needed by one person, living… Read More »
Not, I admit, a new picture; I’m a bit busy just now so I tried to edit this so I liked it. It’s taken in a hotel room in Asia; a memory of a different time.
HAND KNEE
I love this beautifully kinky painting, and have done since I first saw it. It’s by American artist Natalie Frank, who spent time in New York City’s dungeon underworld, gathering material for a striking set of images of Dominatrix’s and their clients. I know that underworld, and have visited Dominas in New York dungeons myself,… Read More »
I’ve been doing some sorting out ready to move just before Christmas.
I hesitated to post this, concerned at what all my lovely twitter friends might think: “He’s there on his own, grieving for his dad, and now he’s self harming! We have to save him!” I love you guys, but it wasn’t like that; it really wasn’t. I’m doing OK; not avoiding the waves of emotion… Read More »
“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness” Charles Dickens: A tale of two cities
Content warning: grief, sadness (no rugby in this one) I’m the older brother of three. It shouldn’t make a difference, not after all these years, but it does. I am the executor of my father’s will and so it’s me that is dealing with the solicitor, the bank accounts and the house. It will be… Read More »
I wasn’t really feeling it this week, for reasons which will be obvious if you’ve been following recent events in the world of Bibulous. But 500 Sinful Sundays is some landmark! Not one you’d want to miss.
Content warnings: Hospitals, Sickness, Rugby England v Italy. England looking for a four-try bonus point to have a shot at the Six Nations Championship. Just five minutes in, and England are playing a fast, passing game. Farrell bursts through the Italian line and picks out Ben Youngs on the inside who takes it at speed… Read More »
Dom, Sub; Top, Bottom; Sadist, Masochist. Pick one! I don’t want to pick one. I can’t pick one.
Same implement, more submissive. Like my last Sinful Sunday post, which I took down for a while, conflicted as I was by its violent implications, this week’s two images see a naked me with a vintage Scottish tawse.