Women On Top

I suspect that it's pretty fair to say that the subject of Female Domination is not one I know much, if indeed anything, about. There is, of course, a very good reason for this: while, in a D\s setting, I may identify as "a Dominant", I am, very obviously, not a woman. I have also... Continue Reading →

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Special Places

In a way, this kinds of links back to last week's post. While Friday may have been my birthday, that's not really something that means much to me. I keep track of the passing of the years more through the steadily increasing creaks, aches and pains, along with the greying and thinning of my hair... Continue Reading →

Thalassophillia

In her introduction, Molly admits to the fact that she isn't sure if being a thalassophile is a kink/fetish. I'm not sure either, but the sea has always ben a source of wonder for me. It hasn't always been a source of tranquility. Growing up around coastal/fishing communities taught me a deep respect of how harsh... Continue Reading →

Alfresco

Maybe it's the fact that, for once, we've actually had something that you could call a summer here in Scotland this year, but there is something particularly arousing about the warmth of summer sunshine; feeling its heat sink into you as you languish beneath it. I've long been a fan of fucking alfresco for any... Continue Reading →

Picture This

I first participated in #SinfulSunday, back in January 2015 when I took the plunge and posted this submission. Since then, I have participated on a further 125 occasions. I have also taken part in #FebPhotoFest in both 2017 and 2018. I have also participated in the Twitter hashtag memes #TowelTuesday and #ArseWednesday. All told, to date that is about 285... Continue Reading →

Summer Past

It was the last weekend in August of the long summer between leaving school and starting university. The girl in question and I had already shared a number of firsts and today would be another. We lived near a loch. During the week, I made some extra money by rowing anglers back and forth across its... Continue Reading →

On Her Knees

The woman on her knees; it's almost a staple image of the D/s scene, particularly in the CMNF sub-genre to which, I suppose, my photo applies. But, as much as it can play towards submissive tropes, it is not a depiction of weakness; in fact it is often quite the opposite. To be greeted in... Continue Reading →

The Closest Shave

I have mentioned before that I am actually quite fond of pubic hair on a woman. There is something about slowly running my fingers through those soft, and increasingly damp, curls between a woman's legs that can transport me back in time to when sex and exploration of the female body were new experiences for... Continue Reading →

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