It's a strange feeling, being suspended in rope. The soles of my feet tingle with the unfamiliarity of not being permanently bonded to the ground. I feel I should be falling back to the earth, yet I do not. I'm secured in a harness of hemp, suspended from a metal ring. I feel like I'm …
CONTENT WARNING: This post contains themes involving BDSM, particularly Domination and sadomasochism. So head’s up for readers where that isn’t their cup of tea and/or find these themes distressing. This post also contains affiliate links. It’s a fantasy I’ve had for years that has changed and evolved, but the core foundation has stayed the same: …
He gripped at the soft hemp bindings round his arms, snugly bent and bound behind the back of the chair, ankles bound to the legs. His eyes were bound with black satin while his mouth hung open, every muscle almost painfully tight, begging her for release as she rode him. He so desperately craved to …
Why don’t you drive yourself in to me Make me feel every inch of you Thrust every part of you Inside me as we’ve both so craved? My desire for you I can barely put to words I need you, crave you I crave for you to take me as you’ve teased me So many …
A few weeks ago, I bit the bullet after much talk with the boyfriend and bought our first paddle. I made sure it was the softest leather I could find amongst the other paddles available. With never using a paddle before, I didn't want to go all out and buy something I knew full well …
Becoming Violet Grey 