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A young escort in a black cocktail dress sits nervously in a dark alcove, surrounded by exotic carpets and curtains. Three champagne glasses are on the table. How did she get there? Who is she waiting for?

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.

I love you guys! All you bloggy/twittery folks who live in my phone. I love the interaction, the openness, the sense of belonging. I love how every now and then you throw me a curve ball.

It’s all about context. My Sinful Sunday picture is “just” a pretty girl in a bar; not showing any flesh; not being particularly provocative. I guess if you had been there you might have wondered at the 6’2″ man with the diminutive and much younger woman. You might have wondered at their occasional contact, a… Read More »

Katie broke a bone in her hand. She did this the day after she moved to a new apartment, the worst possible time for her. For others, having a wrist in a cast (not even her writing hand) would be an inconvenience, but for Katie it means she can’t work for a month. Sex workers don’t… Read More »

I’ve not really posted about this sort of thing much. I guess I didn’t want to be thought weird or, worse still, creepy.

A year ago I had a session of such brutal intensity that I broke down and cried, sobbing into Mistress Elita’s shoulder as she held me. I described how my British reserves had been “stripped away by Elita’s whip, as efficiently as a steamer strips away old wallpaper, leaving what’s underneath seeming fresh and new.”