Right now, “I love you” feels like some seriously kinky shit. Edge-play, even. I’m not talking about the I love you that slips from our mouths when we hug our ride-or-die bitches, or snuggle with pets or children. I’m not talking about the I love you that rushes from our lungs mid-stroke, when our monkey … Continue reading
This is crazy warm hot weather for April in Ohio. Ah, but it is pretty, certainly, and ripe with promise. Spring. It’s my second favorite season, so I’m not unhappy about its arrival. Got my girl by my side and I’m above ground. Sure, the world is going to hell in a hand-basket some days, … Continue reading
So many changes in the lives of the people around me. i am feeling oddly settled. Funny, that feeling settled would be “odd” to me, but i am where i need to be and where i think i should be and so… i stand watching the changes swirling around me. i wish to ease the … Continue reading
It’s been nearly a full month since i posted. It’s not as if nothing has happened… far from it. Mostly, i’ve been very busy with work and weekend trips. i started the month with a day-long “subs in service” workshop which fed me in the most interesting of ways. i had my fair share of … Continue reading
my middle-of-the-night missive sounded like a haiku, He said. It occurred to me then, that i haven’t written one of those in awhile… and why not for Him? Elements by Lindsey Stirling (pardon any leading commercials or ads on this page) Original Haiku: wawbat Original Image Source: http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2013/278/d/d/all_we_need_is_music__by_m0thart-d1xmp40.jpg Continue reading
At Master’s request, i have been reading Life, Leather, and the Pursuit of Happiness . i highly recommend this to folks who are trying to ‘understand’ the leather life without the bullshit of 50 shades. i am nearing the end of the book and i came across a section that i journaled about in my daily … Continue reading
Take me beneath the earth so i slip into that place moaning in exquisite pain cumming with wild abandon Bring tools to bear on wood so i writhe beneath Your beams exhaling with the thud of oak wincing at the sting of birch Delight my every sense with new sensations and old ones alike feeding my … Continue reading
