Have you ever been to a fetish night or a BDSM club? Here in Toronto, as far as I know, there are no outright BDSM clubs the way there are in Seattle (The Wet Spot), which I hear so much about from reading Jane and Peter’s diaries. We do have fetish nights though on occasion, sponsored by different clubs… Continue reading BDSM clubs
Most of the people who know me in life assume that if I were to get “into” (their emphasis, not mine) BDSM that I would be a dominant. It’s a reasonable enough thesis – I tend to be fairly (ahem) assertive in my day-to-day life. I’ve been at least an equal if not the stronger… Continue reading Where are the submissive women?
He’s still fully dressed as he pulls my nude body down to join his on the bed. My mind is still singing with the relief of having pleased him as he guides me onto my back and moves over me. His tongue plunders my mouth, short, hard kisses that make me want to… Continue reading The first time I submitted to a man (Part 2)
We have barely touched; never kissed. He stands before me like a mountain as I tremble with heat, excitement, fear, wanting. This is what I came here for. To be a little afraid. To learn what it is like when sex has an edge. To give up control and learn my own reactions, savor… Continue reading The first time I submitted to a man (Part 1)