My type
Until a few years ago, I’d always claimed I didn’t have a type. True, I’d enjoyed an exotic men phase (Indian, Egyptian, Iranian, French and Italian) and I’d always enjoyed younger men, but physically, there…
Playing with (and kissing) bon-bon again
Bon-bon walked in to find me lounging on his sofa, sipping Riesling, watching porn and texting my friend. Ever the good boy, he came to me and kissed my hand in greeting. “Hello, Mistress.” He…
She’s baaaaaack!
Nodder has been in and out of my life for five years as a play partner, lover and much much more. In February, things ended. He moved out of my home and, eventually, out of…
Mistressness (and lack thereof)
I’m in a really amazing place in my life right now. I’m very very content. I’ve figured out who my real friends are and I’m working to cultivate those relationships. My new job is going…
The deliciousness of being a scary bitch
The first time I met bon-bon, we lingered for a couple of hours over cocktails before I put him in my rope cuffs and had him kneel for me. He trembled as he knelt. And…
No gay hand job porn
Bon-bon had a Domme who was a psychologist by profession. I’ve yet to discover to what extent she played mind games with him but I did find out something last night that I wasn’t happy…
A bowl for my cherries
I’ve always had a thing for the way a guy’s lower back is shaped when he’s fit. The curves of muscle, the way they form valleys and troughs where they come together. Yum. I had…
Punishment and Porn
I’m considering a new guy. We’ve very quickly become quite intrigued with each other, in fact. So much so that we’re both thinking it’s too good to be true. Professionally our backgrounds are similar. Our…
My boy, the bon-bon
D/s relationship status: formerly play partners Relationship status: friends The bon-bon earned his nickname after nearly three months of being known as “the new guy.” It was inspired by my friend and Domme, Akasha, who…