Sir is coming in less than a week!

It’s just for a few days, but I can’t be picky.

I’m so excited.


“But I believe in intention and I believe in work. I believe in waking up in the middle of the night and packing our bags and leaving our worst selves for our better ones.” – Leslie Jamison, The Empathy Exams.


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no question. I’m just glad you feel like you belong and have come to love the place you live at. As someone who grew up moving, and living in smaller neighborhoods and towns, I know how hard it is to really accept and appreciate the places you stay. So from an internet stranger, I’m glad you feel comfortable in your city/town


Thank you. I grew up very close to where I went to college and where my primary now lives and where my friends live and etc etc. So it’s hard to have your life in one city and then just…leave.

But, yes. Lately this city has felt like my own.


I fell in love with my city tonight.

It only took a year and a month, almost exactly. And, yes, I know it’s a Thursday night, but I think this is our song.

I moved here from one of the biggest metropolitan areas in the world, and it took me a while to get sweet on it. Things moved too slow, people were a certain way, I missed the small circle of people and places that encompassed the first 22 years of my life. 

Tonight, I went to my friend’s birthday in the suburbs. Rather than waiting for the bus or a ride, I opted to walk home and saw my city’s skyline looming in the distance as I drew closer and closer to it. I was only about twenty-five minutes away, but there was something beautiful about watching the lawns get smaller and the houses get closer together and the roads assert their dominance over the area. There was something about looking at that skyline and knowing where I fit into it. 

I watched the throngs of people grow thicker, the homes recede into apartments and businesses, the space condense. 

Lately, I’ve felt less like an outsider here and more like I fit into the fabric of this place. I’ve finally figured out its personality. And gazing at that skyline, I didn’t compare it to another I know so well. Instead, for the very first time, it stood on its own.

My partner and i are planning on doing somewhat of a rape scene, though no sex. Anal sex yes. I was wondering if you had a few fun tips or ideas, as well as punishments besdies spanking choking and slapping? Thanks ^.^


I mean, a lot of this stuff depends rather strongly on what your partner likes and is comfortable with, as well as what you feel comfortable doing. 

I will say one thing I really enjoy during a sense involving consensual non-consent is being taunted. Like, being ridiculed for getting wet, being told I actually want it, etc.

But, once again, this is really dependent on your relationship, triggers, etc. 


Flint likes to treat me like an animal.

He’s had me drink water out of bowls during scenes. He’s made me sit on a towel in his car so I “won’t make a mess.” And while rubbing my pussy as he drove, he’s had me look out the window and try to make eye contact with other drivers so they’ll know what kind of animal I am.

We were at my place and he was sitting in my armchair, making me straddle his leg and essentially hump it. I kept failing at finding the right angle, so I ended up grinding on his ankle and shoe more than anything else.

“Isn’t it funny?” He said, leaning down to whisper in my ear. “For a girl who hates the word ‘bitch,’ you really spend a lot of time acting like a little bitch in heat.”