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Dark Star, The Fifty-Second Chapter – Dressing

I flick through the clothes on the rail. They’re all the same, mostly. A frumpy sea of greens and browns. When Daddy asked for a “whole outfit”, does that mean just trousers and a shirt? Or a jumper too? I … Continue reading

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Dark Star, The Thirty-Fifth Chapter – Masquerading

I barely recognise myself. The mask only covers half my face but the anonymity of the figure staring back at me in the mirror brings an edge of power. They’ll never know what’s coming. I recognise him. How could I … Continue reading

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Here Puppy

His tying isn’t technical. It doesn’t need to be. It’s raw, primal passion, using his whole body to restrain me and the jute simply to hold me in place. Constantly moving, flowing with impeccable pace, reading me, building me. The … Continue reading

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The thing about ambiguous emojis are the endless possibilities for interpretation. I’d been given a choice; a text message without context, forcing a decision from me. “Box A or Box B?” I doubted how much choice I actually had; who’s … Continue reading

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This is a conversation starter. A reflection on negotiation in BDSM that is intended for an all-inclusive audience, no matter what label, position or power dynamic you choose. Please do share and discuss… Why negotiate? Acknowledged throughout the kink community … Continue reading

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