Hi I am an idiot and realized I could brighten up the firecupping photo. This doesn’t count as my daily photo but there. Now you can see a bit more clearly.
me
Also uh I tried firecupping at the party the other day with a really cool and experienced domme. You can see the circles kind of mingled with the scratch marks and marks from some really cool knifeplay. Basically I’m rushing to get myself caught up so I can write about this party because holy crap.
But yeah, Pup and I tried firecupping together and it was nuts (in a good way.) She went a little harder on him than she did on me, and now his back looks like a domino.
Sorry for the poor quality of the photo of my back. (I do like the sweep of my hair at the top, though.) I’ll make Pup or somebody take a better one in the next few days, because apparently I’ve got these marks for a while.
Old Ironsides needs a new name.
Well, I’ve decided (with your help) to wear this tonight.
Thanks, tumblr!
Access: one of the perks of option #1, which hasn’t gotten all that much love but still has a soft spot in my heart.
Hi tumblr. I realized I hadn’t done my daily photo yet. I also realized I had no idea what I wanted to wear to a play party I’m probably going to this weekend. So, I decided to combine these things.
Naturally, me taking photos of my options turned into me just doing a photoshoot with myself and my lingerie because hi I am the vainest.
This (the outfit from my header) is also an option.
So, what do you guys think? Which one should I wear?
This morning, I wrote an unprecedented three pages of my Master’s thesis and fucked Pup. Both of these pursuits were awesome.
Now, I’m eating mac and cheese naked in bed. Wednesdays are my days “off” but I have so much crap to get done.
Doesn’t matter, had sex.
Here it is, tumblr. The last photo from our special overnight get-away together. It’s a mutual favorite and I’ve been holding onto it for that reason.
It’s hard to post this because I feel a little like I’m letting go of something. It’s hard to explain.
But instead of mourning it, I’m going to remember how I felt when this photo was taken, having sex with him while facing out a window overlooking the city where we fell in love.
Thank you everyone for your supportive words. Sir has arrived safely and is settling in. The time difference is already palpable and obnoxious, and I’m starting to learn to adjust.
I haven’t been sleeping brilliantly, but I am hoping this changes as well. I’ve sort of chugged through the past few days in a haze of relative exhaustion. So here’s the other photo of us on the most comfortable bed ever for some inspiration.
This picture always makes me feel a little dizzy.