Anal Survival Guide

For what seems like an ages ago, I wrote this little piece called ‘Sub Drop Survival Guide‘. I haven’t had as severe subdrops since, or it might be because I’m not that scared of them anymore. I can now be sure that Sir Atticus would be there for me. Although self-doubt and angst still eats at me for time to time, I now am more capable to deal with it mostly myself. There are tons of challenges when it comes to the D/s relationships, some physical, some mental, for both the Dom and the sub. So as I got the inspiration to write some tips for anal training, I thought to myself that why not make this into an on-going ‘Survival Guide’ series! 😀 As you probably might have guessed from the title of this post, this is not written in a deadly serious manner. D/s, with its whips and chains and tears and blood, is supposed to be fun at the end of the day. So this is not going to be a step-by-step guide, or even a guide in a strict sense of the word, but these are stuff that helped me, a girl who hated anal sex, to learn to take it and to eventually love it. Also, this is not solely written for D/s couples, but also for vanilla couples who want to try something new. *gasp* Do you smell that? No, not making a poop joke in the middle of a post about anal sex. I smell the opening (pun intended) for yet another list! So, without further ado, here’s a top 10 list of things to help you tap that ass! XD Sorry about that, I’ll stop now. No promises though.

Previously On The Dungeon, Part 2

Sorry for not updating for a while. I just realized few days ago that The Walking Dead season 6 is about to premiere next week and I haven’t seen season 5 yet. So a three-day-marathon was called for. But in the midst of the intense marathon, I still made time for my Dom’s extempore visit last Thursday. That’s how much I like You, Sir, I put Your need in front of my own need to watch The Walking Dead. 😉 Okay fine, I was in a dire need for a good spanking also. There’s that. And last Thursday was our 20th session. And that means, the second recap is here, Previously On The Dungeon, Part 2! Last time the focus was heavily on pretty much kissing His Domly ass. This time, let’s do this for me. 🙂

Previously On The Dungeon, Part 1

I recently began to keep a session log. Like a literal leather and paper log written with a pen. And not just any notebook either. I have a paper fetish, a non-sexual thing (or who knows :D), I just simply love paper. The texture of different paper. Yes, I have bought books because the paper they were printed on were nice. I like the smell of it. I’m sure I’m not alone. Every paper-fetishist knows that Moleskine notebooks are the shit. I collect Moleskine notebooks. I am hooked on those. And if you’ve written on Moleskine paper, you will know that your life would never be the same. It hurts my heart to have to write on any other paper. Okay, I’m getting over-excited here. Moving on. So I have this limited edition Hobbit Moleskine notebook, which I’ve had like forever, just sitting on my shelf looking all pretty. I just didn’t have any real reason to use it. I’ve tried to make a book journal out of it, but then I realized… Goodreads. Plus it says the following on the first page:

Pretty perfect for a BDSM session log in my opinion. 😛 It took me like two days of intense concentration in order to remember what happened in all those sessions. And then I realized, roughly ten days ago, I had the 10th session with my Dom. How could He tame me so thoroughly in such a short time, I might never know. Must be magic. XD Anyways, you readers get to read all about the kink and the fetishes and the naughty stuff. But there’s something more to Him than just a strong spanking arm and spectacular skills at the fine art of fucking. These are the small things, that no one else has done to me, at least not that I notice. Kinda like a ten-session recap, ten things, top 10 list! I do love my lists.

Zzyzx Rd. – Stone Sour

This is absolutely one of top 10 favorite song for many years now. It’s all about the words. And the piano too. But the words, they made me think about hopes lost, death and letting go. By no means a happy song, but the desperation and at the same time the determination, in a very odd way it’s strikingly beautiful.

Bad bad boys

Yesterday I was daydreaming. About a perfect world where there would be a rating webpage Hot or Not style, but this time it’s about the ancient noble skill of fucking. It would be consisted of over-all rating, ratings on different areas of expertise such as oral, fingering and variety of positions. There would be user reviews, well-written and elaborate reviews would be rewarded with likes and thumb-ups. I can already hear the whining from the back row saying “it’s all about the chemistry” or “everyone’s taste differs”. Well, you know what, our taste in food varies also but apparently it’s not stopping restaurant rating websites to pop up like mushrooms after the rain. And I have a same kind of mentality towards restaurants and sex: if I can do it better myself, then it’s not worth my time. One more argument for sex skill rating webpage, even if I’m not into oral sex, surprise surprise, I can still tell when someone is doing a damn good job.