Hello, my kinky friends~ Some time ago, I had a very special mantra that was written for me by special friends. When they went out of my life, I tossed the mantra out too (in this case, the baby did need to be thrown out with the bath water). Eight months later, I find myself... Continue Reading →
I am me
At times, I am sugar and spice and everything nice…what a good girl should be. At other times, I am a hurricane, hurtling through your life, casting my emotional turmoil this way and that, hell bent on self-destruction. Self-reflection typically blows in after the storm has settled, attempting to soothe away the damages. The only... Continue Reading →
Patience
I shake my head and laugh at myself a bit, when I remember how I used to think that I was a patient person. I realize now that I had no idea what the meaning of patience was and how it would come to define my journey. Before this trial, this test, I would have... Continue Reading →
Perspective
Diving into our self-reflective thoughts is sexy, right?
30 Days of Submission- Day 4
I would describe myself as the submissive in my marriage. My husband is our leader, my Dominant, and it is my promise to obey and submit to him in all ways. At times, like most submissives I would imagine, I do have to take on a leadership (dominant) role.
30 Days of Submission- Day 3
I had a bit of a chuckle when I read this prompt. How do I know that I am submissive? Well, to be honest, I am not naturally submissive, quite the opposite and I know that. However, I knew that I had the potential to be submissive as I believe that as humans, our greatest power lies in our control over our minds.
30 Days of Submission- Day 2
Learning submission has been greatly challenging for me but also greatly rewarding in many ways. My husband is the only person that I truly submit to, and he expects my submission both in and out of the bedroom, 24/7. As a couple, D/s is fairly new to us, but we have found that both of us are much happier in more traditional male and female roles.
Musings & Afternoon Coffee
As I think about my life and my current situation, I can’t help but wish my inner child’s wish… that nothing would change again. Unfortunately, this last year, I have learned that life changes in an instant and we have very little control sometimes in the situations which matter most.