Collared

I really like D/s, and a lot of what it entails (yeah, duh, I know). A quick look at the BDSM and kinky categories over in my sidebar, and all the sub-categories, shows that I have and have had a lot of fun experimenting in the time I’ve kept this blog.  A few years ago I figured out that I am no longer entirely on the bottom end of the spectrum (hooray for switchy proclivities, which keeps Hylas well entertained).

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Keep on the Sunnyside

I don’t go to beaches very often. I really love the ocean – but beaches are hot and frequently lacking in shade, which often leads to me being overheated and sunburnt and cranky.

So when Tethys and I planned to visit Sunnyside nudist beach, near Melbourne, we made sure to arrive in the late afternoon, only a few hours before sunset. I was quite excited about this – I love to be exhibitionistic, and visiting a nude beach was going to be a whole new experience for me.

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November Photo Favourites

In this regular feature, I showcase my most recent favourite pics for the month. If you like them, please visit the person in question and let them know – I certainly have!

No wonder Pixel was floating after the rope session that left these marks!

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Admiring my package

I bought myself a packing cock in Melbourne. I’ve wanted one for ever so long. On Wednesday I wore it out for the first time – and I couldn’t stop touching myself! Through my jeans, through my knickers. Adjusting myself. Admiring in the mirror. Taking photos. Looking down. Seeing how I bulge.

I’m so glad I took the plunge. I have a cock of my own (quite aside from this one), to wear wherever I want to. I wore it to work, to the patisserie, and to a television interview. I wore it for hours – and it felt just like a part of me. How awesome is that?

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Intriguing reading #4

Since Google Reader torpedoed my shared links and I refuse to use G+, I’ll just have to do a regular roundup of worthy reading instead.

(There was no Intriguing Reading last week as I was too busy fucking in Melbourne. But there’s an extra-large dose this week as I catch up on everything!)

The word ‘Sir’: “Me? I’ll use Sir when my hair is being ripped out at the roots and my eyes are bulging and some other nasty sadistic thing is going on causing my brain to implode … I have a low self preservation thing.” Read the comments, too (Vanilla Impaired)

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Pain versus pain

It’s been two weeks today since I took my last painkiller. Technically I am still allowed to take some – I could have taken up to four last week, and up until Sunday this week I am able to take three – but I haven’t needed to.

The last painkillers I took were on my flight over to Melbourne. I haven’t taken any since. This is a HUGE thing. Because remember that chronic, daily, never-goes-away-ever migraine? The one I’ve had for over six years? I take painkillers for that.

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