Textures

I am such a creature of tactile indulgence. The heavy weight of the chains.  Locked on, and pulling my legs drastically to the sides.  The total opposite of a spreader bar. Red Vinyl Kitty The soft, velvety feel of the blanket beneath me. Those hands, warm, and then sharp as they slap and pinch and prod. The firm, […]

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Wax and Sisal Rope

The things which excite Master are circular.  We could have candles sitting in our toy chest for years, and he won’t be the least bit interested in them.  Then, suddenly, candles and wax are incorporated into everything for a couple weeks.  That’s what the last week has been like.  Our play started off innocently enough.  […]

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