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Inverted Aftercare

I have found, as my kinks develop, and I grow up into a (hopefully) more sorted person, that I experience sub-drop less often, and less severely. I still have tearful days every now and then after playing, but they’re pretty rare, and even as I play with my darker kinks, I feel much more able to handle any fall-out. But… Read more →

The Bruise

Daddy took me to the churchyard to kiss me. His lips took mine as they aren’t supposed to; devoured my mouth. Pulled my head back, and dipped into me. Shook me with the shame. It wasn’t enough. In the dappled sunlight the unchaste kisses of his only daughter whet his appetite. His mouth a line. Grin, fierce. Down the stone… Read more →

Submissive, adj.

For four years exactly – from March 2009 to March 2013 – I identified, almost unquestioningly, with the term ‘submissive’, as a noun. ‘A submissive’. That was me. It sat right, it turned me on, it gave me what I wanted, and it represented me in a way I could communicate to others. I don’t know exactly what happened in… Read more →

Answer Time: the curious state of submission

There are times when I meet people – generally face-to-face – and the conversation somehow comes round to the fact that I am submissive, and being me, I brush it off casually, without really getting into the ins and outs of how my submission works. I don’t brush it off casually because I am ashamed of being submissive: I’m not.… Read more →