• Moments,  Us

    This is it, this is us!

    He is snoozing in an armchair next to me as the boat engine rumbles away behind us. Fuelling the warm radiators, the hot water, the cosiness we find ourselves in, a week after he joined me. A week after our seven year old long distance relationship transformed into one where we share the same address and go up the stairs to bed together every night. This us started online. It was not meant to become something that would cause us both to unpick fabric we had been weaving with every intention of wearing ’til death us do part. To those that might judge us I would say you cannot judge…

  • a woman with a vibrator between her legs
    #SexySaturday,  Images,  Moments,  Us

    Owning pleasure – an about us post

    I remember it so clearly. I was lying on my bed even though it was lunchtime, I was still wearing my underwear which was also odd as I like to sleep naked. However, I wasn’t there to sleep, I was there for my own pleasure, with a man that wasn’t there, and who also wasn’t my husband. We’d been talking for months, from early spring until this warm summer day. I could hear the cars on the busy road outside, going about their business as if something as if all was normal. So afraid of being caught was I that I wondered how could they not know what I was…

  • Words

    LDR – the little things

    When we started this it was about D/s. I wanted the experience of submission and specifically the experience of submission to Him. I didn’t think beyond that, thank God, because if I had seen what lay beyond pressing 2 as that lift door closed I might have quailed a little at the enormity of the journey ahead. But here we are, almost 6 years on and this is the interaction we have. It encompasses our kinks; His for my hair, mine for His kink for my hair and our connection. All of these are now subsumed by our love, of each other, for each other and for the quiet way…

  • Words

    2018 – I am changed

    Sitting on his leather sofa in front of the fire and surrounded by the contented snores of sundry animals, I pause to consider what this year has meant to me, to us, and who has been a co-conspirator and fellow traveller along the way. Two main themes leap out at me as lie in His arms in the limbo land between Christmas and New Year. Those of endings and beginnings, the Alpha and Omega of life if you will. Many of you will know, indeed will have so kindly offered support through the last year of my dad’s decline and his death in late September. There is no getting away…

  • Words

    Rekindling

    We played for the first time in a long time, as the sounds of the Santorinian family Sunday afternoon drifted in through the open shutters and mingled with the murmering of the waves pulling in and out over the black sand in front of our window. In stark contrast He made no sound as He pulled my hair to gain leverage to push Himself into me. The sound of His belt being pulled through the loops on His shorts had sent an immediate request for lubrication to my cunt. My eyes widened, their pupils dilated as I waited for His requirements to become clear. I instinctively lowered my gaze and…

  • Sinful Sunday

    #SinfulSunday – kneeling

    I love to kneel and wait. Sometimes at His feet, sometimes before Him, sometimes for Him. What matter most is that it is with Him, our mutual needs meet in this simple action. ?❤? Technical stuff: this is another in my series of photos taken wearing this outfit and using a tripod and a clicker. A first for me and something I will repeat. Don’t forget to click on the lips to see who else is being sinful this week will you?

  • Words

    This is the day

    This is the day, my life will surely change This is the day, when things fall into place Just like that rainy Thursday morning in 2013 as I drove to kneel for the first time before anyone other than God, what happens today will change my life again. I feel it as my heart bounds with excitement and my grin threatens to dazzle all who see it. When you know, you know, and I always have. I didn’t know if the universe shared the same view although I would have found it hard to believe it didn’t since it felt right even through the hardest of times and even though…