No Consent: Mandy (part 1)

This is the rework of a self-published auto-biographical story (2008), rewritten for this blog. Names of…

Sex, intimacy and love… one can’t exist without the other?

Almost a year ago, I wrote Death of Sexual Desire in which I talked about the…

Chocolate bum

Who can take a sunrise (who can take a sunrise)Sprinkle it with dew (sprinkle it with…

Kink vs Fetish, what are my thoughts?

Somehow I have never stopped to think about the difference between a kink and a fetish,…

Assessing my priorities

In the past couple of months things have changed in my life. Some circumstances have forced…

You take my self control

Sometimes, in some situations, I wish I could just let go; to show my true and…

No Consent: Busted (part 2)

This is the rework of a self-published auto-biographical story (2008), rewritten for this blog. Names of…

Some more rope tie attempts

Back when I got involved in ML’s rope challenges for the first time, with the rope…

No Consent: Busted (part 1)

This is the rework of a self-published auto-biographical story (2008), rewritten for this blog. Names of…

Suck & swallow, on repeat

This post was first shared in 2012, and always when I see the title, I remember…

Just a little black dress

Walking through the front door,Seeing your black dress hit the floor,Uh honey there sure ain’t nothing,…

Vignettes of some missed connections

Only as alone as I want to bePassing all the people standing on the streetThe fallen…

No Consent: Time to end it

This is the rework of a self-published auto-biographical story (2008), rewritten for this blog. Names of…

Freeze me in monochrome

Diamond eyesThat burn me and turn me to stoneCrystaliseAnd freeze me in clear monochrome~ Song lyrics…

No Consent: Sneaky business

This is the rework of a self-published auto-biographical story (2008), rewritten for this blog. Names of…

Teachers leave those kids alone!

We don’t need no educationWe don’t need no thought controlNo dark sarcasm in the classroomTeachers leave…

Socialize on social media

I struggleI juggleI could just throw a line to youBut I should let sleeping dogs lie…

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