For The Love Of Tits

Plans made for my last two weekends went tits up – both changes were hard but I’ve had to spread my love in other ways.

The first kinky weekend was cancelled to give emergency support for SWL.

We hunkered down with tea and cake. Took a walk in the sun and, in true BFS-SWL fashion we had some totally random experiences. (More to come at a later date – there may have been a Scavenger Hunt location.)

This weekend’s plans were cancelled as my friend was unwell.

So the marks that I was hoping to be poking this week haven’t been painted on to me, but no matter. I have this picture, it’s been sitting in my Media Library since August, after my trip to meet the Sadist.

As usual I’d communicated that I didn’t want deep marks on my breasts. Nipple pain is amazing, sign me up. Superficial marks on my boob flesh, I’m all over that. But deep marks on my tits, I do not love those. Like wearing a tac bra deep marks shift my focus. I will drop like a tonne of bricks. It won’t be pretty. We will not be doing that. Anyway, he did a wonderful job of guaging his shots while I communicated my levels. (And his slave is wonderful, she would have jumped in if she was concerned.)

It wasn’t until I got home and took this picture that I understood my aversion to deep marks on my breasts.

For so long I hated my body, no part did I love less than my tits. As such, over the years I have punished them, ridiculed them, treated them in disgusting ways.

Over the last decade I’ve been growing less hostile to my hooters – leading me to hosting BoobDay! It seems that my inner psyche says *NO* to further unkindness to my udders, and thinks my pair have been punished enough.

Tits need love too!

Anyway, this beautiful image would still be languishing in my media library, but for one thing.

Well, to be accurate TWO wonderful women.

First up is CC who shared her BoobDay picture for last Friday midweek. I then joined her at a local munch on Saturday. She playfully told me off (for not publishing a link up.)

Second is the magnificent Mistress Modesty, who reached out with concern and kindness while I slept on Sunday morning. (It was a very late night at Twisted Boudoir!)

Disappointing one sexy Dominant woman is hard. Two is a cross I am not able to bear!!

Thank you both for being there for BoobDay and for me.

So that’s what prompted my random post and the sharing of this picture.

Unpacking my feelings around my tits and the strange hate/occasional love relationship I’ve had with them over the years.

And posting a gratuitous breast, out of sync with BoobDay. But hey, that about sums up life at the moment.

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4 comments

  1. Oh my goodness … that photo does make me shiver on the one hand, yet TINGLE on the other.
    Shiver on the one hand because, I know my pain threshold anywhere around my breasts is so low … yet TINGLE because I know it is something that is a wonderful turn-on for you!!!

    And thank you so much for your kind words, I was just a little concerned because I always love reading your posts and lifestyle updates … and of course always love celebrating our inner and outer beauty … and the empowerment and warm feelings that sharing those celebrations brings!!!

    Big kisses !!!

    Xxx – K

    1. Well, I was really touched, so thank YOU! I think I’ve been a little lost with my blog, as I mentioned, but I’m having a think on a reframe of it. It started as a task, but grew to being so much more. And now I’m my own Sir, have been for long enough now to figure these things out!! (With a little help from my friends, naturally)

      A shiver AND a tingle…?! Mmmmmm N xxx

  2. You beautiful person. X love the picture as I know its the product of the energy and joy you felt from the session.
    You never disappoint me my sweet sister. X just annoy me in the way that siblings of the heart do 🤣😂 xx MIss M xx

    1. 🥰 There is so much joy to be made in silly games. xx and I don’t doubt I annoy you more than I do my brother by birth. But that’s what siblings (of the heart or otherwise are for!) xx

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