It’s been awhile since I’ve blogged about the BDSM kinky lifestyle. Needed to take a break because as we know life at times does not allow us to indulge into the forbidden, so I’ve been told. My most recent relationship has been open to my kinks. My first encounter allowed me to disclose my utmost kinky wants. I am not sure how others have transitioned into this lifestyle, actually I’ve grown to dislike the word lifestyle. For the sake of my blog (how cliche) yes I can be an uppty gal, lifestyle for me is the norm. Comprende? I hope you can understand that my powerful yet wanting undisciplined Latina side of me wants some direction? Anywho. It’s been a long demanding day. Client after client. Is there and end to this turmoil? At the end of the day after my palate has been gracefully been touched by various ocean victims, I relish for a moment. As I take each step to my room, I anticipate what awaits me. Fantasy? Or reality? So tired yet wanting that naughtiness. Shredding off my day across my wooden floor, he waits. No direction as of yet. I know it’s coming. So tired. Shall I tell more? Of course.
4 years ago. July 19, 2019 at 6:11 AM