Sunday, November 15, 2015

Thursday, September 24, 2015

"What Sort of Training Do You Need, My Dear?"

"I need be trained into a good submissive. Learn to take whatever is being done to body and not saying or moving.  — a******6"

That is an interesting proposition.  It reminds me of a time when I stood facing a blank wall and was punched again and again, never knowing where or when the next one would land.  I was thinking about that incident just today, as it happens.  Problem is, I wasn't a sub doing a scene with my lover.  I was a kid being physically and emotionally abused by my brother, his command to remain in position enforced by a savage kick to my kidney or my testicles when I tried to move.
Incidents like that may be why I am a Dom today, I don't know.
But enough about me.  How shall I go about training you?  Let me think on that.

Sunday, July 19, 2015

Reasonable Compensation

New Kink: Amitery

I believe I have detected (I would never go so far as to say "invented") a new kink: the domination of an older woman by a younger man (down to "barely legal" territory).

I have named it "Amitery", after the Latin word for "aunt".

If you should happen to share this kink, feel free to contact me.

Thursday, May 22, 2014

The Lies We Tell Ourselves

In 2008, I had to make a decision. Whichever choice I made, I thought it would kill me to forgo the other. I felt as though I were being torn in two, and I wasn't very well put together even before all that came up.

I tried for the longest time to avoid making that choice. To dream up some way to have things both ways. If I had been a more whole person back then, maybe I could even have found a better way, I don't know. Certainly I could have come to a firm conclusion faster, which would have been easier for all parties concerned.

I thought I had made my decision, but then all at once I was uncertain again. I am not sure how close this situation came to killing me, but I know that I spent a lot of time thinking about ways in which I might suffer a fatal accident, and thus be spared having to make that goddamned decision.

The situation as it stands is far from perfect. None of us has everything we wanted. But I can live with it. Or anyway, I've stopped wishing I were dead.

But how I wish I had not caused so much needless pain to those others. There is no upside to that, and no way to reduce the shame I feel at how I treated the ones who were dearest to me.

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

Come check out Arcadia Berger's new site,, where she shamelessly plugs her ebooks.

But then, Arcadia Berger does most things shamelessly.

Sunday, March 30, 2014

Like Ashleigh's

Going to post this here in addition to posting it to Tumblr [] because I created it in honor of a post by Berzerkasaurus Rex [] and Rex has trouble looking at posts on Tumblr.