A walk in the shoes of the barefoot sub
This weeks Food for thought Friday prompt has struck a chord with me. After such a wonderful birthday last week, full of kinky goodness and family time, I have been pondering what else I am grateful for. The UK may not celebrate Thanksgiving but it certainly doesn't hurt to think about the question posed this... Continue Reading →
Exposing myself at a medieval cross brought a smile to my face. Exploring the moor with friends is so much fun. Who knew??? See what everyone else is up to by clicking the lips: It would be sinful not to mention The Scavenger Hunt as I tick another location (The giant cross) off of the location list. Sinfully... Continue Reading →
I know I have mentioned my expanding friendship group ad nauseum, but they are a wonderful group. Chatting about this blog while exploring Dartmoor for some rope photos I told him about the scavenger hunt. He has a sense of mischief to rival my own, and we laughed heartily as he loosely tied me to... Continue Reading →
With my move imminent, and M and I back on speaking terms it was time to get ready for a new beginning. P rolled over and accepted the move when I told him the plan, I guess he was effectively let off the hook as far as parenting went. The boys didn't take any convincing... Continue Reading →
Shiny happy people I've worn my catsuit a number of times since I got it, housework is so much more fun in latex, but Thursday was the day I finally was made shiny! Many thanks to my rubber loving friend... just about visible enjoying his reward. Come and see what other people are up to:... Continue Reading →
What happens when you pop to a friends house to wish them well in their new home? They got out their latex collection and insist that I try on their bobble hood. A more Sinful Sunday than I was expecting!
I encased my feet in wax so as to stop them from running away. Actually that's not entirely true. My heart is not encased in stone. It beats on even when it feels like it is forever broken. Love can hurt, but not loving hurts even more. And it would take more than a little... Continue Reading →
New things are exciting and scary. July has been a mixed bag for me, but it definitely feels like a very positive month. This last TMI Tuesday of July has given me the chance to reflect. Tell it to us straight or sexy… 1. One thing that you will never do again? I will never clean a dirty rolling-pin... Continue Reading →
A couple of weeks ago my good friend, Dr Lovelace was helping me with some tasks and we got the wax out for some extreme body writing. I love the way the wax I poured on her back has dribbled down her sides, and the flashes of red and blue. What I enjoyed was her reaction to the... Continue Reading →
I received a message from M one day while I was at work. He was listening to The Cure in his workshop and while Love Cats was playing he immediately thought of me. We had been seeing each other on occasion for quite some time, he was a firm friend and I was taken aback by his... Continue Reading →
The day had arrived. I was prepared, physically and mentally. Work was done, the boys were with their dad and I was heading west for "The biggest & best Kink night in the South West !!" I was beyond nervous, but knew that if I didn't keep pushing myself forward I would start to pull back... Continue Reading →
Up until this point my experiences had all been private. My online presence could only be described as "lurking." Now though I had decided to get out and about to events when I was available. My visit to the couple had been planned as a step towards this goal, and now that I knew the... Continue Reading →
Though there was sadness at not being owned, I understood and accepted the turn of events. If wanted to make the most of my life and not be stuck at home wallowing in the what ifs I had to get going. I knew that I wasn't looking for a new dominant, I wasn't ready for... Continue Reading →
Sir had been called in to attend a meeting not far from me, so K and I were invited to join him the evening before. When he emailed us in the morning, I responded promptly and chattered to K via text but, unknown to me, she didn't respond to him. I received an email later... Continue Reading →
The next few months showed no sign of letting up in worries for either Sir or myself. I had a rumbling back injury and was unable to run. The lack of intense exercise and layers of trouble with P led to a dip in my mental health. Fortunately I was in touch with support from... Continue Reading →
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