Monthly Archives: July 2014

Soapbox

I Wish I’d Said That

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I usually update every 5 days. But my chronic aches have been bad. I’m officially out of pre-written posts. Will I manage another one by 1 August? Wish me luck! The French have a word for it: l’esprit d’escalier. Literally, staircase wit. The perfect retort that only occurs to you after it’s too late. But … Continue reading I Wish I’d Said That →

Buried Treasure

Pain Is a Battering Bastard … And More (Part 2)

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To recap part 1 of this post: (1) Chronic pain can make even a masochist feel trapped in her body. (2) It’s just like the way my ex-dom and I felt locked in a miserable relationship. I may even have gotten all of my mixed metaphors into this tweet: I am SO GRATEFUL I’m finally … Continue reading Pain Is a Battering Bastard … And More (Part 2) →

Buried Treasure

Pain Is a Battering Bastard … And More (Part 1)

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Once upon a time my dom was nursing me through some truly horrific cramps. I was not very lucid. A particularly vicious cramp took me by surprise, and I found myself whimpering our safeword. I will never forget the look on his face. To cheer us both up, he told me that I had a … Continue reading Pain Is a Battering Bastard … And More (Part 1) →

I Did It

Gasp, Shake, Thank You

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15 July 2019: This top was later shown to have been abusing his slaves. In hindsight, it was a bad sign that I was safewording repeatedly during this scene. Luckily, I still enjoyed it overall. Original header: This post is about me being hurt and frightened. Intensely. It made me very happy. But if it … Continue reading Gasp, Shake, Thank You →

How to do it

Subs Need Classes Too!

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Edit: The Little Guide to Getting Tied Up has answered practically all my prayers below. I don’t even do rope and I want to memorise it. Hallelujah! Summer is convention season. People keep telling me they can’t meet up because they’re going to be at hotels, camps or tea parties. So I’ve been looking through … Continue reading Subs Need Classes Too! →

Bloggery

What’s My Name? Of Calligraphy and Kowtowing

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God I feel guilty. I promised you more calligraphy ages ago and I never coughed up. Please release me from the promise? See, my joints are not as recovered as I thought. And work is going to eat a lot of my pain tolerance for at least the next 12 months. But I will calligraph … Continue reading What’s My Name? Of Calligraphy and Kowtowing →