• Experience

    I’m not dead…

    …just having a bitch of a week at work…lots of projects and deadlines…plus Easter…and family. Really had to focus my energy this week so I could relax next week. Didn’t want my readers to think I had abandoned them. xo,B Get naked, grab a book, relax…I’ll be back soon…

  • Experience

    Safe Words…featuring Homer Simpson

    Just for fun…I wanted to post this awhile back, but I had a hard time finding the video clip. Just thought this was funny, in light of current “swayings” in my life. My jaw dropped when I saw it for the first time, though, I have to admit. When mainstream TV gets ahold of kink (especially a cartoon – even if it IS prime-time satire), it always makes my head turn. Of course, it usually makes me smile and giggle inside. What makes me laugh harder is when I do a search for a video like this and see posts, blogs, and questions relating to “What’s a safe word?” or…

  • Fiction

    Liberation Interlude

      She woke up naked in an empty, white room. It felt like a spear had lodged itself in her brain, and as she examined her cold skin, she was struck by the pattern of bruises lacing around her wrists, up her arms, criss-crossing her torso, and making their way down her legs.  Cradling the bruises were continuous shallow impressions in her flesh. Licking her cracked lips, and running her hand through her wet, tangled hair, she heard footsteps on concrete grow from soft, to louder, to silent.  She could not find a door with her eyes, but she could hear the clanking of keys, and banging of metal that…

  • Experience

    Collared

    I just love this picture.  It sums up my marriage in so many ways. The world of D/s.  It can cause a great deal of confusion.  Even the people who are involved in it and have been for some time disagree on what it is and isn’t.  Some say it must involve the standards of BDSM culture (leather, humiliation, pain…), others believe it is something a couple must determine and define for themselves.  I’m of the latter camp. Some might also find it confusing why a perfectly sane, independent, capable woman would allow herself to be a man’s possession.  They argue that giving in to a submissive role in the…

  • Experience

    My first “rules”

    Not that it is completely “new” news…but I figured, since I sharing my experiences, I might as well introduce the first “rules” that have been imposed… 1.  Mr. LL must find me naked whenever he comes to bed.  (This isn’t really a hard one, as we usually sleep in the buff…b-u-u-u-t – I prefer to sleep in some sort of pajamas because it’s more comfortable and because I get cold when Mr. LL isn’t there.  He has a screwy schedule and often works nights.  Sometimes, I’m lucky enough to get an hour or two with him in the bed, so…if I’m in pajamas, I’ve been told that I am to…

  • Experience

    On embracing submissiveness

    At the risk of inviting judgement and evaluation, I’m going to kind of “think on paper” here for a moment.  It’s how I figure shit out, so bear with me, and by all means, feel invited to join in on the conversation in my head; there are a plethora of voices going at it in there already, so a few more can’t hurt…too badly. Anyhow, Mr. LL and I are experiencing a “growth period”, so to speak.  We’re a happily married, professional couple with children.  From the outside, we are pretty “traditional”.  We both work, we are responsible, we have a nice house, decent cars, attend community events, and are…

  • Fiction

    On the Edge

    FLASH FICTION FRIDAY!!!   Key word: regret “No way!” she scoffed, swiping her hand through the air – an embarrassed dismissal.   But he dared her, “Oh, come on…,” his eyes dark and encouraging. “No one here will ever remember you; no one knows you.”   “But what if someone calls the cops?  I couldn’t handle being arrested for public indecency.  Seriously.  No.” She wrapped her arms around herself protectively and gazed up at the ceiling.   He directed her to the balcony, placed her in the path of the sun, and watched her skin glow.   “Please…for me?  I have always wanted to put you on display, in front…

  • Fiction

    Instructions (part two)

    Read part one HERE. The sensation was mixed…whatever the item was that he was dragging across her back, it was sharp — hurting and tickling at the same time.  She squirmed and jerked as he moved the metal over the most sensitive spots on her sides and lower back…and right down the crack of her ass.  She squealed, and her body, involuntarily, jolted…her legs pulling up and her elbows digging into her ribs. “You’re going to have to lie still.  Or I’ll be forced to tie you down.” “I can’t help it…” she whined. “You’ll have to…or I will do it for you.” “I’ll try…” she responded, in a highly…

  • Fiction

    Instructions

    It hung there, unopened, creamy white and expectant in midair.  An unmarked envelope tied to a string over the kitchen counter. She sat down her work things, piled her keys and purse on the counter, slipped off her blazer and placed it over the dining room chair. With a smile that betrayed her prudence, she took hold of the envelope and detached it from the string that held it.  Placing her finger under the flap, running it along the length, she split the paper slowly and gently, exposing a folded card, which she dislodged from its encasement and flipped open. Take off your clothes, right where you are.  Leave them…

  • Experience,  Poetry

    Sex in the Alcove

    Heels clicking erraticallyon the cold, uneven sidewalk, you guided me-our arms linked-towards the next bar. Passing the recessed entrywayto the Department ofHealth and Human Services, I suggested, jokingly,that we fuckbeneath the flickering naked bulbin the alcove. I giggled, girlishly–a tease.But, you pushed metowardthe glowing grotto. I wriggled out of your grasp,and we moved on. Every time I pass thatenclosed entrance,I am remindedof the possibility. The Wicked Wednesday prompt this week was “?+?=?”.  My interpretation is “Alcohol + Desire = Stupid Sexual Suggestions”.  Seriously, I’ve said it before, I live in one of those communities and have one of those jobs where every public thing I do is under scrutiny.  I…

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