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A prostrate Tigger offering a candy cane in both front paws

Top Trust: Guest Post by Dr. Slut

A prostrate Tigger offering a candy cane in both front paws

Today’s guest post is about why I am possibly an ethical top’s second-worst nightmare. Ouch. Trigger warning: Rape role-play, pushing boundaries, hardcore knives. We’re so used to talking about bottoms trusting tops. It seems so obvious: if you’re going to let somebody beat you up, stab you with needles, shove a fist up your ass, […]

Silhouette of a horned, bearded man against a lake of fire

When a Dom Drops Hard: Guest Post by Cowhideman

Silhouette of a horned, bearded man against a lake of fire

Today’s guest blogger is Cowhideman, the patient and prolific leader of FetLife’s Novices & Newbies group (login required). Crucially for us, he’s also brave enough to talk about the glory and horror of topspace. Enjoy! In a recent discussion thread, someone mentioned that their relatively novice Dom has suddenly shut down and very nearly stopped […]

Waiter pouring wine

Am I Just Selfish? Service Versus Control

Waiter pouring wine

When I first found out about service subs, I was politely un­compre­hend­ing. No sex, no sensation, no humiliation even, why bother? Surely it would be less trouble to go to a nice restaurant and get served/hired? More authentic, too. Over time my confusion changed into awe and guilt. Probably because I tried to convert a […]

Hands making a heart around baby feet

Abject Submission 3: Only the Gift

Hands making a heart around baby feet

This post is part of the Is It Bad for Me? series. You may wish to begin with Part 1. As you know, a few weeks ago I was frightened by my kink. I already knew I had been eroticising my depression last year – we emotional masochists are capable of amazing feats – but now I wondered if I had […]

Backlit knife behind a curtain

Abject Submission 1: Is it bad for me?

Backlit knife behind a curtain

This post is Part 1 of the Is It Bad for Me? series. I am shaken. So far, all the the shame and guilt you’ve seen in this blog should really have been in the past tense. I knew people needed to hear my stories, so I told them, but after sixteen years you do get […]

Red eye

Ariel Castro: The Psychopath in the Mirror?

Red eye

“Help me, I’m Amanda Berry … I’ve been kidnapped, and I’ve been missing for ten years.” We all remember that 911 call last May. And then those terrible words in the news. Sex slavery. Chains, leashes. Torture. The stuff of our fantasies, now a spotlighted horrorhouse. It was so hard to hear about it. It […]