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The first time my Sir punished me was also the first time I wore the Njoy Pure Plug out of the house. In the past I’d worn other plugs in public, mostly the Bootie, occasionally the Tantus Juice, but every time I tried my large Pure Plug it just felt, …

[TW: Passing mentions of self-harm and food things] Tuesday night I was supposed to play a game. “What if you had to have an orgasm for every blue state win?” my sir proposed, and I giggled with glee. The first thing he had said to me that morning was “Make …

Sex Down South isn’t a kink event per-say, and yet at times, this year’s felt like an entire event dedicated to my submission. I was a demo bottom, learned skills and theories that seemed perfectly tailored to my brand of submission, swapped tips with a submissive friend of mine, and …

I have the best friends. Like seriously, the BEST friends. The kinds of friends that, when I say “Hey, want to come beat me up for my birthday? And maybe put it on the internet?” The answer I receive is an overwhelming, enthusiastic, HELL YES. Perhaps that needs some more …

Leap day 2016, New York City. Somewhere right about in the middle of the intersection of 59th and 3rd. That was the first time someone called me pup. I’ve since forgotten what the rest of the text message read, but that word stood out to me, it stopped me dead in …

“I have to tell you about that workshop I went to!” my coworker excitedly told me as I walked into my office last week. “OH Yea! Fisting right?” She had invited me to the workshop earlier in the week, but I had work and, as it wouldn’t have been the first …