When I’m floating in a world of non-reality, the Wartenbert Wheel brings me back to the present. My mind follows its pokey path, creating an anchor to the real world.
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The Sweetness
“Get on your tippy toes”, he growls to my cheek as he pulls my bound hands upwards, securing them to the ceiling with the rope. I’m stretched out, back arched, my toes dig into the carpet, gripping, trying to find some balance. I wobble about like a buoy being tossed about in a spiraling sea,…
Nervous Anticipation
I always get so nervous before I do something new. I’m not sure why I’m like this as I’ve had plenty of practice diving into uncharted waters. Maybe that’s part of the appeal for me, overcoming that nervous energy that pulses through my body making my sweaty hands shake and reveling in the reward of…
What are You Doing?
Masturbation Monday Week 227’s prompt is this selfie by Adrian Kenny. I like that picture of you! What are you doing? Nothing, I’m watching TV. Naked? What are you watching? Yes, naked! It’s really hot here. The cooking channel, they’re making cupcakes. Tell me about them, please! Right now they’re making browned butter cupcakes…
F is for Futomomo
Marks on Marks
A rambling post: We had a wonderfully peaceful New Year’s Eve. In recent years, we’ve decided to forgo all of the excitement (and hassle) of going out and we’ve stayed home. This year was no exception, especially since my husband had to work the next day. We played with the clicker until he pushed me…
Through the Peephole
This story is inspired by one of Submissy’s many fabulous photos. I wanted to take this snapshot and imagine what it would be like to observe the two characters (photographer and subject) from an outside perspective, in this case it’s Albert who sees them in the lobby of a hotel and imagines who they are…
Clicker Training
Clicker training was a kink that I explored very early on into this journey, and it quickly became one of my favorites. It’s easy and fun, it doesn’t require a lot of planning or set-up, and it is great for getting me into my submissive headspace. It ticks many of my boxes, humiliation, control and…
The Watcher
There was a jar on a shelf in her room, plain and solid with a wide mouth, topped with a lid adorned with a delicate glass knob. Inside the jar was an eye. Not an old dead eyeball floating in formaldehyde, this eye was vibrant and alive. It watched her. The sharp black pupil was…