Power exchange.  It isn't everyone's kink.  It's easy to feel like that is such a common flavor, it can seem like it is mixed in with everything. But it doesn't have to be. Take me, for example.  I absolutely adore smackin' dat ass.  I will happily have an hour + long aerobic workout comprised of nothing but hitting someone with stuff. But that's it. I don't want to … [Read more...]

I'm not sure exactly when I began to enjoy watching. Thinking back now, I wonder if it was my naive 18-year-old self in her first "threesome," which I put in quotations because it was really more the fellow with one girl while the other girl watched, with no interaction between females.  It was hardly three people participating at any one time. 6Perhaps it was watching a … [Read more...]

I have a trigger.  I hate using that word, since it brings to mind the watered-down version of today's culture, which seems to mean I got uncomfortable or had my feelings hurt. No. I mean the word as it used to be used.  A series of specific physical stimuli can create a panic response in me, to the point of a legitimate panic attack.  We discovered it by accident, as one … [Read more...]

I was chatting with a friend recently and we ended up on a bunny trail, unsurprisingly. "That's why there's no rush to put labels on things," she concluded her monologue as I nodded along, despite the call being audio only. Labels are such a touchy thing.  We seem to be at a point where we are so adamant that we don't want to get put into boxes, we forget that labeling … [Read more...]