Submitting is a weird dichotomy of knowing exactly what you want but putting someone else in control of giving it to you.

Welcome to Poly Pocket, a new series showcasing polyamorous and ethically non-monogamous relationships. Here’s how a married kinky butch/femme couple does poly.

I wanted her. I dreamed about her, daydreamed about her, wrote love notes to her all day long, wrote erotica about our sex life. We weren’t together all that long, but she taught me so much about dominance.

“What if the person who is strapped-on is tied to a bed, blindfolded and ridden, not allowed to come? Who is really in charge then?”

I want to submit — to the right person. And the right person — with whom I have a deep level of trust, with whom I can relax — will fuck me in the ass.

It was summer and I was lonely and she was kinky and the sex was good and I live in a small town. And she was perfect, but she wasn’t.

I got my first STI as a newly single sub with no idea how to practice kinky safer sex. Turns out safer sex is everyone’s responsibility.

Tease and denial is a classic flirtation. Orgasm control is just one step further.

Trusting physics, trusting agency, trusting desire, and trusting the people I played with changed everything.

How do you tell someone, “Hey, I’d love it if you’d slap me around and tell me what to do”?
Turns out, you tell them just like that.

How to play with that kinky infinite-floaty space that seems boundless and fills our heads with the same thing as chocolate and wine.

“It’s like a magic confidence talisman, that blindfold is.”

But now my body, which had spent so many years letting me down and making decisions without my consent, had gone and done something absolutely right — and done it better. It had done something other people’s bodies, “healthy” bodies, hadn’t been able to.

Bondage Month presents some flash-fiction erotica by Sinclair Sexsmith.