Sir/Daddy

  • wrong place, black and white two caucasion people wrapped in each others arms with white text I am in my bed. You are in your bed. One of us is in the wrong place.
    BDSM,  Lifestyle,  Open Relationships,  Polyamorous,  Protect Your Heart,  Sir/Daddy

    Always the Wrong Place

    We seem to be always in the wrong place. The distance between us is long and eternal. It is a daily struggle for both of us. I am not always proud of how I handle myself during the times I am not with him. Being a strong woman is hard. Long-distance relationships aren’t always the best or the worst. Sometimes they work out fine. There may be defined times to see each other such as every other weekend, or once a month. Our situation is different. It is last minute, spur of the moment, can you meet me now? I’m not going to lie, that is exciting. The call at…

  • connection between bodies white woman dressed in black with tattoo on her arm kneeling and hands wrapped around a mans legs dark eye shadow hair in a top knot with mans hand visible holding her hair
    BDSM,  kinks,  Lustitude,  Sir/Daddy

    Connection

    She walked in and dropped to her knees. He came from the kitchen and approached her. She wrapped her arms around his legs and looked up at him without hesitation, creating a connection between their bodies. His eyes were dark. The dark they become when they play. She didn’t expect them to be so dark so soon. He was ready. She waited for him to decide what would happen next. He was caressing her hair, his eye hadn’t left hers. He was smiling. She knew that smile, and she knew what he wanted. She also knew that it would be what she wanted as well. He reached for his belt…

  • person in flannel shirt and grey socks with bare bottom visible laying on a red blanket and grey back rest in the back ground.
    February Photofest 2022,  Sir/Daddy

    Bottom up

    My bottom side is not something that I typically show. I don’t see it as he does. I wish I could. There are parts of my body that I am happy with regardless of how they got the way they are, surgery or hard work, or genetics. My bottom will never be something that I can look at with objectivity. I come from a family of big bottom folks! Both maternal and paternal families are famed for their hips and big butts. I did not escape the genetics on this one. I don’t wholly blame the family; I could work out more and eat less. Honestly, I do not know…

  • good people white background two hands one male and one female with red hearts on the palms facing the camera
    BDSM,  Decisions,  Experiences,  kinks,  Learning the Hard Way,  Polyamorous,  Protect Your Heart,  Self Love,  Sir/Daddy,  Toy for Sir

    Good People

    I like good people and want to be around good people. When the past comes knocking on my door, I have never been one to leave it there standing on the porch. I have a lot of shit in my past, but I also feel that I learn from my experiences. I have learned not to live in the past and over the past three years, I have learned to place it in a safe place in my brain. Until now. My breakup with my Dom (first and only) has been a huge part of this blog. Our relationship prior to the breakup has been too. I write my feelings…

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    Decisions,  kinks,  Learning the Hard Way,  Sir/Daddy,  Toy for Sir

    She Wanted to Know

    She wanted to know about him so badly.  There was no one to ask, no one to reach out to, no one to trust. She sat alone in her house.  The house she decorated for him.  Some of his things still in place even if she is the only one that knows they are there.  The carpets she bought so his dog wouldn’t be scared by her hardwood floors.  She wanted to know how he was.  She wanted to know how he was dealing with the world, his world, without her. Time has passed.  A lot of time.  There were days when she was ok.  There were days when she…