“Beauty spins and the mind moves. To catch beauty would be to understand how that impertinent stability in vertigo is possible. But no, delight need not reach so far. To be running breathlessly, but not yet arrived, is itself delightful, a suspended moment of living hope.” – Anne Carson, Eros the Bittersweet.
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Photo by Kai Warszus
Half-jokingly told Pup that I wanted to be gang-banged for Christmas and now he’s like considering planning that and ahhhhhhhhh.
Spring’s being so elusive this year. Is it warm enough to do this yet?
“Fell off a truck. Don’t worry about it.”
Bound Forest Nymph
…yes.
Someone do this to me.
Pretty please?
I’ll wear pretty nymph clothes for you.
Seconding all the sentiments above.
Also, here the photo credit for this gorgeous image:
“BAD ROMANCE”
Rope work & picture: Fred Barbee
Model: Gorgone
Ropes by De Giotto
(Florida, Fall 2014)
…and that is how you break up with a girl.
Seriously?
Break up?
This is like a date for us.
Well, that’s one hell of a way to mark a trail.
I guess if you get lost, you can just follow the whimpers.
God, what is wrong with me?
It’s supposed to be as cold as -15 degrees Fahrenheit where I’m headed tomorrow.
I’m just going to try to stay warm by thinking about this.
When Sir arrived on Saturday, I picked him up and gave him a little time to shower off, have some lunch and get his bearings. Then, I told him I had a surprise and took him on a hike with me. It was a pretty afternoon, so I figured we should take advantage of the weather.
There were some people on the trails, but when I had gotten him somewhat alone, I showed him that I had a little bit of rope and some condoms in my bag.
“Brave girl,” he teased and we went a bit deeper, trying to find somewhere that would be a little less easy to get caught in. Apparently, a lot of people had the same idea to enjoy the nice weather.
While we were looking, we heard a rustle in the brush. Sir took hold of my shoulder and pointed to a deer a few yards ahead of us. We made eye-contact with the buck for a while before he continued along, as did we.
A few minutes later, we encountered this really graceful doe, followed by a little fawn who wasn’t quite used to its legs yet. I got all excited and we stopped and watched them for a while. It was the absolute best.
We couldn’t find total privacy and I was too nervous to do much, but I did give him a blowjob out there. I liked how he called me a dirty girl for sucking his cock in public, but I have to admit my favorite part was the deer.