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Flying in Chains

This blog is where my truths lie. I share myself, stripped, whipped.
5 years ago. January 29, 2019 at 12:40 AM

I freely consent, my love.

Indulge my need for pleasure and pain.

I love it like the sweet and salty of peanut butter

The hot and cold of an open window on a wintry day

The dappled sunlight on my face when the seasons turn pleasant.

The loud noises of crowds while I observe from afar,

Or ice cubes on my hot, sweaty skin.

I need pain and pleasure BOTH.

I freely give my consent.

Take it.

5 years ago. January 28, 2019 at 3:35 AM

Resident Evil over Lady R

Sandwiches over sex

Duty to please me or you over desire to be intimate

Spicing up not necessary, you say

Waste of money, those panties

I love you just the way you are

I bought you a toy

I bought me a toy

I'm triggered, my love, restraint releases the anxiety

Like so often before.

Just red leather cuffs and an hour of your time.

Damn, baby.

Kiss and then God of War.

Remember what's truly important

Your spouse? Or your system?

Priorities

5 years ago. January 24, 2019 at 1:01 AM

With my thoughts

My needs take action

Self-care

Starts fires

You don't touch me

But I burn in my mind

I come home

I start fires in bed

Alone

What husband doesn't know

Is I'm exploring, exploding

Craving more

Alone

When husband comes home

He's surprised by my need

My urgency

My cravings

My drunken demands

But I've already ridden the roller coaster alone

It's not a game, nor a simple kink

This brat begs for discipline

Pain

But only gets it when you're online and

I'm alone.

5 years ago. January 21, 2019 at 3:34 PM

The sex is supposed to be fun

Not a race to run

The journey is far better than the end

Look at me

What do you see?

A gift

A duty

A means to an end

Or a treat?

I like to be used

But not like a tool

Packed away

Until you need it.

Give me what I need

And I'll take care of you.

This is a lifestyle

My whole life

Not just a little spice

But the whole habañero.

5 years ago. January 20, 2019 at 4:56 PM

I am:

just waiting for that partner

that sharing of

skin

emotions

sweat

that control given

control taken

spankings to happen

feathers to tickle

rope to bind

wax to melt

cold ice

warm sheets

wet towels

hot fantasies

are you game, my love?

don't want to walk away...

 

5 years ago. January 18, 2019 at 9:58 PM

Everyone,

Thanks for taking the time out to read my blog. Here is where I leave all my frustration...and ALL my truths.

5 years ago. January 17, 2019 at 3:30 PM

My Love,

Just smack

Just choke

Just wax

Just chains

Just pinch

Just pain

Just once!

5 years ago. January 15, 2019 at 8:51 PM

Like a candle on a cake,

I await, lit, waiting to be 

blown out

The fires inside

Burn hotter than ever before

There is so much

Inside

Waiting to be explored

I just need 

Your OK

Your control

Blow out my flame

Before I melt

And destroy

 

This cake

5 years ago. January 13, 2019 at 12:45 PM

"Honey, let's bake cookies...we don't spend enough time together."

"OK, fine. I'll give you the stuff, and then come back later..."

3rd party whispers in his ear

"Let's do this."

Grudging

Pained look

"All mixed. I love you."

I portion

I bake

I plate

No credit

"These cookies are how I got laid last night."

My crying

Your confusion

You sex me because you don't want to unravel

Our issues

5 years ago. January 11, 2019 at 10:11 PM

Dancing in the sun

Weeping in the shade

I'm a little dark.

You didn't know this about me?

I tell you too much about me, your wife?

Control

Bondage

Deny me a little....but not because you're lazy.

A whipping

A forced O

Feet on my back

Is that too much to ask?

I'm here, looking.

A little afraid.

My own cage.

I can see out...

Will I open the door

And give a true Master my keys?