She’s not a sex worker; she’s part of the wide circle of people I am lucky enough to connect with on Twitter. As I have with a few from there, we agreed to meet up in real life; an evening of Tapas, red wine and what became a wide-ranging discussion about life, family, and food.… Read More »
I like to try and link up with the monthly Sinful Sunday theme but don’t always make it. This month the theme is “White” and I had an attempt I wasn’t really happy with; just a spanky set-up on a white-sheeted bed. No people.
Donna is over the bench, clips on her wrist cuffs connecting her to the metal frame. It’s a simple, but effective, bondage. Mistress Elita and I stand behind her with a pair of perfectly matched, suede floggers. There’s complicity in our shared glance; there’s a recognition of how hot this scene is; there’s anticipation for what… Read More »
I gave Miss Hardy a collar. More particularly, I gave her my collar, the one I had worn to accompany my Mistress to the Femdom Ball. This wasn’t some carefully scripted piece of BDSM ceremonial, and wasn’t intended to signify ‘ownership’ in any way. Nor was the fitting of the collar accompanied by an intense… Read More »
The contrast is too great. The world I live in here and on Twitter, the things I do, the people I meet, the conversations I have, are too much fun. This life is drawn in such bright colours; the emotional and sensual highlights of a session with a sex worker, the joy of meeting new… Read More »
I’m on holiday, so I’m just going to publish my Sinful Sunday image of the lovely Miss Donna Hardy and let it explain itself!
Ahh, jeez. Ouch. My knees creak as I twist gingerly out of bed, the pain in them piercing through the clouds of my hangover and my poor night’s sleep. “How much wine did we have with the steaks?” I ask myself. Too much for sure.
It was one of those sessions that shouldn’t really have happened. It was too soon after the previous one, but my first weeks back at work after the Christmas holidays had been horrible and I was facing a long, lonely weekend.
Would you still be leaving me if I’d treated you like I treat her, the sex worker I see from time to time? If, when you came home for our evening without the kids, I’d let my delight at seeing you show on my face, smiling from my eyes into yours like lovers do, would… Read More »
I love this image of Miss Hardy, from our intense and erotic post Christmas session. I love everything about it.
For this weeks ‘Letter F’ theme for Sinful Sunday, I’ve gone with “Flogged.” Not everyone finds it easy to eroticise being hit on the back, but I find it deeply rewarding.
A heavy BDSM session can be deeply affecting and sometimes I’ll walk out of the dungeon in a haze, barely able to believe what just happened. It might still be with me days later.