Archive for the 'LGBT' Category

Sasha on Top…Or Dr. Love Pays a House Call

Sunday, November 25th, 2007

It had been a long day…it was the first full day of the conference….and then my session with Max right after dinner….and while I was all tied up with Max, (OMG those red shiny ropes) …the conference was holding an evening of Salsa Dancing….it was still going when I was complete with my session.
I was […]

My Out Law….My Him….

Saturday, November 24th, 2007

“Let’s go back to the room….perhaps I will beat you a little bit….before dinner” He smiles and chuckles at me….
Hmmm……..Yes…….Yes…….Yes…….
We walk back to our room….and we both hit the showers….there was something intimate and so intentional…showering and dressing for each other….in such close proximity…instead of simply showing up….ready for Him…..it made me bashful.
I showered first…and […]

Ropes….

Friday, November 23rd, 2007

I have been fascinated with ropes since I took the Power, Surrender and Intimacy workshop through The Body Electric School with Alex Jade and Al Waddel almost two years ago now….but I have had little opportunity to explore it.  And the memory of breast bondage has been vivid in my memory……so when I heard that […]

Wearing My Collar…

Thursday, November 22nd, 2007

I am in the airplane…heading home…I have been gone for six days….I am wearing the leather collar that DK and I agreed would represent the bond between us…the collar looks a bit like a necklace…it is black leather and lays flat on my neck…with a simple silver buckle. It is not easily recognized as a […]

Moving Through….

Monday, November 5th, 2007

So…I am still here.
And some clarification about yesterday’s post…some of you took me literally….the bad “Tops” I was talking about were not play partners…or potential play partners…I was using “Tops” as a metaphor for other people in my life who I actually have to work with!
My professional life has been exhausting….and I am raw from […]

My Kinky Gay Daddy

Friday, November 2nd, 2007

Do you ever “watch” yourself as you do things? Sometimes I do. And sometimes I even write about myself and my experiences while I am having them….in my head…like some weird outer body narrator. I try to actually stop that when I catch myself doing this…I wonder if it is a protective mechanism from being […]