A walk in the shoes of the barefoot sub
It's Friday and I've just arrived in London for eroticon. Rather than get myself removed form the capital before the fun starts I thought I'd share an image from closer to home. I found myself perfectly attired to take advantage of a public map for the scavenger hunton a very public footpath... What's a girl... Continue Reading →
I had a visit this week from the lovely Dr Lovelace for dinner, a catch up and some fire play. As seems to be tradition for us we both ended up topless, this time setting fire to things in my courtyard. With the sad news of Keith Flints death on Monday it seemed a fitting tribute to... Continue Reading →
Play and mischief takes many forms for me. For #Boobday this week I have found this picture on my computer from last may, a planned moment of exhibitionist madness. A play park during the day, the school day I should add! It also makes a nice addition to my Scavenger Hunt collection. Don't forget to play #Boobday was first... Continue Reading →
There is nothing like a double espresso in my favourite cafe. There is something about public exposure, and from the start of the request to "expose myself in places I could get caught while ensuring I didn't" this was a place that I wanted to make work. This cafe serves the best espresso, and I... Continue Reading →
Sometimes I need to pinch myself when I see how far I have come. It has been a difficult journey for me to learn to love the whole me. As I have documented on here often enough I struggled with my breasts for a long time. This picture, taken in a recent shoot with the... Continue Reading →
"It will be fun" he said as he took my hand, encouraging me from the bed. "You won't need to get dressed, just stay as you are." Down the stairs we went, peering through sleepy eyes and feeling the cold blast of fresh morning air as he excitedly bundled me to through door. Camera bag slung... Continue Reading →
It was cold, wet and windy, a foggy December evening on dartmoor. Under the frame of the transmission tower that tops North hessary tor I asked my Dartmoor loving friend to help me add to my Tits Out Tor Bagging Collection. As always, he was happy to oblige. Once I dressed he decided it would... Continue Reading →
Apparently I've become a real rubber lover! My new dress arrived today, and after my oldest finally settled I could try it on... If you like this you will love the shoes... 😉 https://youtu.be/ZfbBqBOSXlU
A pre-Christmas trip to the library reminded me of this picture. With a moment's peace I flicked through the albums of my phone to share for this weeks #Boobday and my first Scavenger hunt entry in a long time. This goes back to much earlier in the year, and a task. I had planned to... Continue Reading →
It's that time of the week when I can share my breasts for #Boobday. What better way to showcase my treasures than at a National trust property? There is nothing better than getting out and about, exploring what the South West has to offer. Especially when I have friends full of mischief in tow to... Continue Reading →
Endurance running is along time goal for me. Last Saturday saw me completing my longest ever distance run, and for the first time ever it was a test of my endurance. I've completed a number of road half marathons in the past along with a few trail ten milers, but this "half" was different. At... Continue Reading →
Progress is a funny thing. Tomorrow is my birthday. Turning 35 was the end of an incredibly painful year and I was so very, very low. I can barely believe the change in me since then or the progress I have made in the last year, but finding this picture left me reflecting again. This was taken... Continue Reading →
A good bra is like a friend: hard to find one you're comfortable with, always provides support, holds you tight and is always close to your heart. Though I suspect that some are a little prickly at times... Check out what everyone else is doing over at A Dissolute Life Means... Something slightly different for #Boobday was... Continue Reading →
Sinfully snared on a walk by the sea. Just as dumb creatures are snared by food, human beings would not be caught unless they had a nibble of hope. Petronius Arbiter Click the lips to see what everyone else is up to: Sinfully Snared was first published on A Leap of Faith.
I can't control the wind, but I can adjust the sail. On a recent trip to Dartmoor with my friend we visited the aptly named Wind Tor. He had tied a simple chest harness before we left the house, and had great fun fighting the strong winds on Dartmoor. Looking back at the pictures now,... Continue Reading →
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