And from her.
She’s been insatiable lately.
Family/holiday stress always puts me in a submissive mind space.
Leaning safely into the already existing sense of situational powerlessness provides a bit of anxiety relief in just letting go into the sensations that come up and practicing being aware, but unattached from them.
Typically that makes me more receptive to butt stuff.
How do you feel about butt stuff?
I didn’t get into it until I was in my second serious relationship because I was terrified a bunch of very unrealistic things would happen:
- I would sh:t myself
- A “pink sock” would occur
Hemorrhoids have happened - but aren’t that bad if you aren’t a literal/figurative asshole about taking care of them.
P••p has happened - but total loss of control would be a medical emergency, not a frequent occurrence. And prep helps.
Once developing that relationship and slowly shedding the fear around the fun, it got easier.
When it got easier, it got better.
I find feeling that sense of fullness while being required to stay open to allow it to happen is a very grounding feeling.
Because I’ve got a serious curve in my lumbar spine, I can usually tilt my pelvis enough to have balls hit clit and can get to an anal orgasm.
The muscle spasms with those are quite the ride for the one getting clamped down on.
The internal handshake.
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Earlier this fall, @thenonbinarydom @mrdexparker @isabellafleur Nympho Ninja's & I returned to my favourite spot in the woods to do wholesome dirty things.
With a group of exosexualists, the desire to be naked in nature was high.
Temperatures weren't as kind, but presented an extra layer of masochism to the experience.
We set up our blanket, had a little afternoon snack and then were on our way.
Last time at this location - I kept getting caught.
We had some attention this time - but they kept their distance.
As this is our first attempt at a creative effort like this and given the season of giving, we'd like to share this with everyone and are very open to feedback and comments.
And tips if you feel so inclined.
If you like it, tell me.
If you don't, tell me.
If you want to see more, fund it.
Worshiping, scratching, some unmentionable acts and some cuddling.
@thenonbinarydom @mrdexparker @isabellafleur
Tip $20 for the full set of forrest fuckery
How do you feel about breath play?
I love long breath holds & that place between sensation and stillness.
Fixing your gaze gives it a focal point.
Someone else's eyes work well.
@mrdexparker @thenonbinarydom
If you look close, you can see my piercing.
I'm such a switch, but in the midst of pandemic depression I had SUCH a hard time even faking dominance for these shots...
But it was real easy to get on my knees...
Earlier this year, my partner and I hosted several remote photoshoots for a sex positive photography collective I worked with at the time.
It was also a really great sanity activity and test of our ability to work together.
And I just received a pile of new/old edits.
I'm still so impressed these are screenshots captured remotely by a human in another country.
I love corrupting wide-eyed newbies.
They’ll never forget you.
He’s not new to me, but he’s new to this. We’re working on building our rituals.
This Friday was the first time he was designing a scene.
I’m usually the bitch - so this time he wanted to give it back.
I like being put in my place equally as much as I like control. A switch split down the middle.
He asked to be called Sir - another first.
As soon as I obliged, he was visibly hard.
He fucked my face.
He came in my ass.
Next Friday it’s my turn.
This was the first time I took my tits out for a photographer
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Full Disclosure: These photos are old. I have acquired a lot more trauma and tattoos since they were taken (and it shows).
But I want us to start at the beginning, because that's where we are and that's what these were.
I decided to take my tits out for Carey because he treated me with such respect and care that I felt as though he was speaking to me like his daughter.
Respectable human?
Daddy issues?
Probably both.
I used to be married, but this photo was for my secret Dom.
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During our long distance affair, we shared a lot of content.
And he had an artistic eye.
His presence demanded I up my selfie skills, which ended up being the thing that changed the focus of my artistic pursuits.
Never been a big face selfie person, but I love a good butt shot.
