Part of a series of Dark Erotica set in the times of the Old North… The sun began to set on the hut in the woods bathing the pine in a soft, golden glow that at times appeared to be almost reddish. The woman sighed with relief. Too often she believed that she would never… Read More Loki’s Tale
Back in the late summer of 2017, I was the original driving force behind London SubSisters. A regular monthly event for kinky, submissive women which is held in a secret location in London. Due to personal circumstances, I had to mothball the munch. Now that matters are settling down, I started to rethink the event.… Read More What’s it like to be a London Sub Sister?
2018 has been a strange and turbulent year ; 2019 is not showing any signs of being any different. Go me. It’s been a time of me for deep, personal growth and some fundamental shifting on my own views on Kink. No; don’t worry! Still a big endorser of a bit of the ol’ slap… Read More So long and thanks for all the fish! Urm… not quite!
Last night; I received some news from someone close to me. The news was on such an epic scale that it will literally change everything about my life. The implications are astounding. It was good news but epic all the same. The realities dawned on me this afternoon. And I snuck off into my bathroom… Read More Entropy; That Sly Motherfucker
“I am an Alpha; a sexually orientated service submissive was strong primal tendencies. I am looking for an experienced, older Dom/Master who is preferably lifestyle.” Should be reasonably straightforward right? Well no. My search for my Dom has become long and interesting. I started searching first on here. But I found that (unsurprisingly) men don’t… Read More Why Vanilla Will Never Be My Favourite Flavour
It may seem like I’ve got a bit of a downer on the ‘nillas at the moment. I haven’t but as I’ve said in my previous writings, I came to a conclusion about them this week. Anyway, I thought I’d share some of the amusing conversations I have had. I often find that there is a… Read More Why showing a vanilla your Fetlife profile is not always a good idea…
It had been an age; a lifetime since I had done this before. My mind went back to that day. The woman’s voice echoed down the years. “If you can’t lose weight for that day, frankly you never will”. She spat the words out over the telephone. I could almost see her upper lip curling… Read More You are enough.