Welcome to my Lair: Random notes on things:
1. If you type ‘th’ into the address bar of my computer with the intention of going to think geek and doing a little shopping, it actually brings up thinkivykink first. You might get distracted and go to the wrong page first. So first Ivy’s kinks, then Darth Vader cake pans.
2. I just tried…
Giggling forever.
Clearly I exist to keep you from spending money.
And to keep Lemon from reading about important theories and whatnot.
M’s Infernal Cabinet of Desire: One
One day, the girl decided that she didn’t want to be free anymore.
She went to him, and asked for his collar.
“Are you certain?” he asked. “Once you are collared, that’s it. You’re mine. Utterly. Mine to fuck, to caress, to torment; mine to lend out, to give away; mine to mark in any way I like….
Quickies in New York: Mean, Nasty, and Filthy
See, I have a major infidelity fantasy, if you will. And in my head it goes a lot like this. Except, executing it seems nearly impossible, potentially dangerous, etc. I’m sure there’s ways to do it, but I don’t have a consistent partner right now that it would make sense with or anything.
I don’t know. I’ve got a few fantasies I have trouble articulating or reenacting outside of my head. Mostly because they’re, uh, kind of really risky.
But, damn, doesn’t QNY make it so fucking hot?
She called me to tell me she had fucked the waiter.
This was before poly, before honesty, and before understanding. It was before graduation when self-awareness was still something we’d do when we got older.
I asked if he had left and she said just barely, so I was out the door before I knew…
Sufficiently Deviant: The abduction of Ivy
So, one of my followers took my little list of fantasies and decided to write one out for me. I’m flattered and really intrigued. Also, custom erotica means I get to be lazy about actually trying to find stuff to read on my own.
Thank you so much, sufficientlydeviant, for making my dreams come true (or at least giving them voice).
Give it a read.
Ivy never liked being the last one to leave, but it always seemed to happen anyway.
She locked up, heading down the stairs, it was eerie walking along the poorly lit corridor. She relaxes as she reaches the main doors and the welcome glare of the streetlight outside.
Ivy heads for her car, her…
Temple of Babalon: Sex and spirituality
Even before spirituality came to play a significant role in my life I knew that sex had a spiritual quality to it – that it was something transformative, that it was transcendental… that it felt sacred to me. Okay, so I really, really liked sex, but I always felt there was something more -…
Oppose the Data Retention Bill
Because I don’t think Congress has any business knowing what a pervert I am.
(And I’d like to protect our civil liberties, too…)
Okay, I know I never ever ever do this. I try to keep non-political, because hey, this is a blog about sex. But I think this is probably very important to all of us living in the US, so please take a minute to check it out:
“The U.S. House of Representatives is currently considering H.R. 1981, a bill that would order all of our online service providers to keep new logs about our online activities, logs to help the government identify the web sites we visit and the content we post online.”