Points and Figures

My curvy figure lies in waiting for you.  I love edge play.  I like to call it sophisticated sensual play because it it not for your average player.  I don’t need my sense of hearing or sight to now you have entered the room.  Your energy is so profound I feel you even when youContinue reading “Points and Figures”

Deep Pockets

My sexual soul burns bright and fiery.   Regardless of the activity, from my phalanges to my metatarsals I can feel that carnal energy coursing through my veins.  The undercurrent of  my sexuality is strong and complicated.   I like that it leaves a trickle of curiosity every where I go.  I admit discovering somethingContinue reading “Deep Pockets”

The FunHouse

Just when I think I have pushed my limits, I am proven wrong. That is what Dark Odyssey is all about and this last conference in DC on President’s weekend was no exception. At the conference in 2013, I met an amazing Dominant who creeped into my brain and toyed with me in the mostContinue reading “The FunHouse”

Pushing Emotional Boundaries

Lately, I feel v. introspective. I want to give all that I have but know that if I don’t protect myself and draw lines, who will be there to protect me? After going through a divorce, the sudden death of a lover and evolving in a power exchange lifestyle, my emotional intelligence has evolved quite a bit.Continue reading “Pushing Emotional Boundaries”

Triple Trouble

It is quite fitting that my 300th post is about getting dominated 3 times in one day. I think I set a personal record. The man from down under came to see me. New Zealand to be exact. He took me. Really took me and wasn’t nice about it. Why should he be? I’m aContinue reading “Triple Trouble”

Living In The Time of The Collar

Living as a slave is something I have done since He properly trained me. Living as slut is just natural to me.  Living as a collared slave will be the life I aspire to. This life isn’t for everyone. Most people are quite puzzled by it because when they meet me I seem so “vanillaContinue reading “Living In The Time of The Collar”

Thoroughbreds

Last night I realized I am not ready to be His.   The collar was in front of me, like a crown of jewels and thorns, tempting me.  I am not yet a thoroughbred slave. It takes a great deal of self-awareness to recognize when you are not ready, especially when we really want something.Continue reading “Thoroughbreds”