Bottoms Up: A Way To Move Through The World
I started to see submission as less about what happens in play and more about a way to approach the world.
I started to see submission as less about what happens in play and more about a way to approach the world.
When you want your partner to be strong, dominant, demanding and strict, “What do you need right now? Can I make you a sandwich? Let’s watch your favorite movie!” is not a sexy reaction.
Happy Fisting Day! Celebrate by fisting. Also celebrate by voting no on Proposition 60.
Sex doesn’t exist in a vacuum, but what if during the act, it did? What if all I focused on during sex was consent and pleasure?
That’s what’s tricky about disabled sexuality: most people, disabled or not or anyplace in between, have no idea how to discuss it. So fear of “saying the wrong thing” takes over instead and the problem feeds itself. We never talk about it because we don’t know how to start.
“I’m not saying the only time you should play with safewords is in consensual non-consent. But to me, it’s the only time they’re really necessary.”
Oh, it’s definitely hot in here. Because of ~*lesbians.*~
“Submitting is something I do, not something done to me.”
I have to be willing to reveal the messy, intimate parts of my life to have this authority exchange really work 24/7. Otherwise, it just isn’t sustainable.
Be the daddy you want to see in the world.
“I want my friends to know who I belong to now,” rife said. “I want everyone to know I am taken.”
The more I experience subspace, the more I think that mindful living is possible for me.
It’s almost impossible to master while grieving. When that grief turns into a depression, is it even M/s anymore?
I’ve worked hard to hold onto my independence, and here I was giving it up — to someone more dominant and more masculine. My feminist ancestors didn’t burn their bras for this. Except what if they did?
Giving orders is more than the words coming out of my mouth. It’s the tone of voice I use, the eye contact, the confidence, the ease with which I speak.
Being in little space doesn’t feel like being a child again. It feels more freeing than my childhood ever was, and like something completely different.
The possibility of finding our kink community gave me the courage to take another deep breath and open the door.
“I cannot wait to have a partner with whom I can explore consensual non-consent in a 24/7 lifestyle. But to be called a slave? In America?”
“Master and slave — in consensual, intentional contexts — are the precise words for the cravings I have in my heart and gut to own, control, protect and nurture my partner.”
Sarah and I talked a lot about power in our relationship — who had it, who felt it, how it flowed between us. It wasn’t always smooth.