Perverts!

That’s the term used by ‘normal’ people to describe those of us who like to do things a little differently in the bedroom (and often outside of it too).

The more I learn, the more I realise that ‘perverts’ might actually outnumber ‘normal’ people—the majority, it seems, have some or othe...

Wanna spice up your Easter weekend?

Here’s a game for kinky couples.

There’s a Big Important Rule that makes the game even more sizzling! AND a bonus idea at the end…

We call it our kinky Easter egg hunt. Aka Good Bunny, Bad Bunny.

 It’s an Easter egg hunt with a difference—it can be as tame or ...

Paul’s knees were beginning to hurt. The floor was hard.

A sufficiently harsh punishment, the maîtresse had said. Too harsh, he thought ruefully, given he’d been entirely innocent. Or almost entirely — Pasha’s charge that he found the maid attractive could not be completely denied.

Post-orgasmic s...

The year is 1895. The place is a small schoolhouse in a remote part of the country. And our central character is a young school mistress called Jenny.

Our story begins on a fine autumn afternoon when Jenny is tidying up her things in the schoolroom. The children (there are only five) have left for ...

by Xavier Bardine

Once upon a time there lived in a certain village a young country lass, the prettiest creature that ever was seen.

Her mother was beyond reason excessively fond of her; and her grandmother yet much more. This good woman caused to be made for her a red riding hood, which made her ...

He yawned and stretched. He had slept well.

He could hear that it was still raining outside, a grey light filtering through the still-curtained windows.

The big king-size bed, with its tangle of white cotton sheets and continental pillows, felt luxurious and comfortable.

He rolled onto his side, ...

The gentle glow of candle light
Reminds me of that autumn night;
The way you raised your silken vest
To place my hand upon your breast.
Somehow I knew your secret quest
To feel yourself more straightly dressed.
With sweet surrender you gave your waist
To stays so stern, so snugly laced;
Then smiled you at s...

Spanking is not okay. This was the view of a very woke person I met recently.

We live in a violent society. Violence is a scourge. Supposedly playful spanking in the bedroom condones violence, especially against women. It entrenches gender inequality. That was the gist of it.

This blog is a bit of...

In part 1 of Promises, Promises we said that a goddess must maintain the trust of her sub—and she must keep the sub guessing.

How does this play out in practice?

This blog, Part 2, is about a multi-day game that X and I played recently—and how I navigated the interesting path between integrity and...

Must a goddess keep her promises?

X and I are people who honour our words. We’re committed to honesty and authenticity. We stick to our commitments.

But this gets tricky in the playspace. Uncertainty of outcome is a key ingredient of BDSM play. Perhaps there’s a place for scripted scenes—clubs, ne...

Why would a virile, active, confident, successful man allow himself to be locked in an inescapable steel chastity device?

That’s the question I’ve been asked to answer.

And yes, it happens with my consent. Let’s get that out of the way.

The internet is full of stories in which men get tricked int...