Antici….. pation

I see him today.
The time between meetings seems to drag and fly by alternately — depending on my mood, the quantity of work I have to do, and how the world immediately around me is spinning at any particular moment.
I try to update here with the sparkles of joy that emanate from me after we [...]

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Wordless, self-gagged

When I do not have the words, I look for those of someone else to assist me.
Below is a song by a group I’ve never heard of. I don’t even know the melody. On a freebasing search across the internet, I stumbled across it somehow, and it resonated with me, very deeply.
In a way, it [...]

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Release and Relief

Update! Fleshbotted by the lovely Always Aroused Girl, who, I daresay, was kept aroused by tales of my squirtage and so forth. Heh. Thanks babe!
Much of my time spent in the company of the Big Bad Feline is intense and wonderful. Well, all of the time spent with him is wonderful, but it’s the intensity upon [...]

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Attention slut in subspace

(That title sounds like a punctuation challenge — something like “eats, shoots and leaves” — don’t you think, gentle reader?)
Ahem.
Yesterday I attended my first play party.
Yes, my first. Forty fucking years old and while unarguably more than adequately experienced in the delights and possibilities of the varied and more notably BDSM-oriented ways of the bedroom, [...]

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Give me one

“Give me one,” he says to me.
I am lying spread across the bed, arms and legs secured akimbo, a warm muffler as a blindfold across my eyes. 
He is half-sitting and half-lying on and over me, stroking my skin, pinching me and flicking me, mini-slapping me with various pervertible slappy devices (beer mat, bookmark, bouncy rubber [...]

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Being Bendy, Beaten and Punished

Rag Doll Slut
My body amazes me at times. How it goes from stiff and unyielding when vertical and in the real world, to soft, malleable and bendy when horizontal. There are areas of it that I haven’t seen in years, but that doesn’t bother me, especially when the Big Bad Cat reminds me of their [...]

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How do I feel?

I have written before of the opening ceremony that begins our time together.  He always asks me how I’m feeling, and I usually say “I’m fine,” or “Very happy to be here,” but it always assails me how mediocre my answer is, at best, and inadequate in the extreme, at worst.
Yesterday, in a burst of [...]

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Never too much

Update: Fleshbotted once again by the lovely and super-sexy Always Aroused Girl. Thank you so much!
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It had been touch and go whether we’d meet. A combination of industrial work issues raising their ugly heads, and allergies affecting the delicate sinuses of a particular evil, mean and rotten cat, had conspired to stop us from meeting.
However, [...]

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Transatlantic telepathy

He’s gone away, on holiday.
Gone to learn new rope tricks, and then come home and try them all out on me.
Gone to buy me something very personal and special that we chose together before he left. (He plans things, none of the last-minute rush for him.)
Gone to rest and relax from all the crazy of [...]

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Imprint

Update: Fleshbotted by the very lovely Always Aroused Girl. Thanks, honey!
He loves to feel my skin, whatever smooth bare pink expanse he can lay his hands on.
Of course, he also loves to squeeze, pinch, slap, grab, squish, stroke and mark my skin — but then, i love it when he does. So it’s a [...]

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