Well.
That did not go the way I had planned.
There was a crop involved and as you can see I am some sort of winner. 
I had a good first kiss and got tipsy and filthy mouthed and there was some sort of dom-off one-upmanship happening which was fucking hot because I was the one bent over and I fiiiiinally understand Drunk In Love like fully with my heart.
I’m drankin. I’m sanging. 
WE BE ALL NIGHT!

Well.

That did not go the way I had planned.

There was a crop involved and as you can see I am some sort of winner. 

I had a good first kiss and got tipsy and filthy mouthed and there was some sort of dom-off one-upmanship happening which was fucking hot because I was the one bent over and I fiiiiinally understand Drunk In Love like fully with my heart.

I’m drankin. I’m sanging. 

WE BE ALL NIGHT!

A moment of adoration and appreciation for one of my favourite kink blogs, spankaway (aka snowflake roasting service). Reading about Snow and her adventures always inspired me, and the way they chronicled their journey as a couple is beautiful. I loved how they documented the reality of healthy kink, always highlighting after care and good communication. I’ve learned so much from following their story. I am so sad to hear they are closing their blog, and am wishing them both the very best. <3 <3

spankawayA cute little scene from Snow’s “missed school” caning. While toughing it out through the second cane, she requested Sumba to squeeze in her hand. It took me five minutes to find the little guy and I had to turn the room upside down, but even though she gave me “don’t worry about it” signals, I proclaimed stuffie access an inalienable right :)

All posts from this session.

She makes it so easy

to convince him

there’s nothing that needs doing

outside of their bed. 

(Source: nonotnever)

For the first time ever I had a dream about being on my hoop. 
It was magical. 
I didn&#8217;t want to wake up.
(I&#8217;m posting beauties all day.)

For the first time ever I had a dream about being on my hoop. 

It was magical. 

I didn’t want to wake up.

(I’m posting beauties all day.)

There&#8217;s only one thing on my mind today.
Bunny is blissfully checked out. 
I&#8217;ll be in la-la land if you need me.

There’s only one thing on my mind today.

Bunny is blissfully checked out. 

I’ll be in la-la land if you need me.

At Pride the organizers fund-raise by asking for donations for these identity stickers. There are dozens of diverse options that describe a spectrum of genders and sexual identities. I appreciate the transparency they bring to flirting. 

At Pride the organizers fund-raise by asking for donations for these identity stickers. There are dozens of diverse options that describe a spectrum of genders and sexual identities. I appreciate the transparency they bring to flirting. 

(Source: herdirtylittleheart)

It’s road trip time baby. 
I’ve queued up a few things for while I’m away. 
Soon we’ll be frolicking in the forest making friends with woodland creatures and paddling into the sunset. 
Our first camping trip of the season. 
It’s been too long. 

Angeles Crest, California
photographed by Magdalen Wosinska

(Source: monsterchildren.com)

"Wait," he said. "Be patient."
She scowled into the chair
and prayed his patience would run out
before hers did.

"Wait," he said. "Be patient."

She scowled into the chair

and prayed his patience would run out

before hers did.

(Source: herdirtylittleheart)

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