Pleasure, Penetration, & the Patriarchy

I remember the first time I felt the cliché heteronormative disparity after sex. I was 17 or 18, in sort of upstate New York, visiting my then (first) boyfriend in the house he shared with his NFL loving roommates. As I sat on the toilet, trying to expel the hell out of his cum making . . . → Read More: Pleasure, Penetration, & the Patriarchy

(No More) Daddy Issues

Fun fact: I am turning 35 in a month and I have a 27 year old Daddy.

It’s taken me a long time to get to this point. My kink path has taken me down some interesting exploratory routes as I’ve tried to find the right role for me. I’ve tried being a slave (that . . . → Read More: (No More) Daddy Issues

My Not-So-Secret Secret Outlet

It all started with a dick pic. Well, that’s not completely true, but my love affair with Tumblr did definitely start because of the D. It was late last summer when I, being in between freelance gigs and sitting at home with not a thing to do, suddenly remembered how much I love watching men masturbating. . . . → Read More: My Not-So-Secret Secret Outlet

Always The Bride

So, I think there’s something wrong with me.

I’m not sure I know what it is though. I know I’ve gained weight lately; working at home and not having access to all my gym equipment temporarily has taken its toll on me. I have a little more cushion than I did before, so obviously I’m . . . → Read More: Always The Bride

Welcome to the Frustration Station

I haven’t visited NYMP or written anything in almost two months. It’s not that there hasn’t been anything to say; in fact there have been countless blog posts at the ready, but I just haven’t been able to share them. It’s embarrassing to see the site where it is, with that last post about Alex . . . → Read More: Welcome to the Frustration Station

Passing the Kinky Baton: Meet Alex

Ok. So maybe I was a little bit dramatic before. When I wrote about things ending with James/Daddy, I was sad. I was across the ocean, stuck in gloomy weather, and starting to notice that our flirty messages that I was so excited for weren’t so flirty anymore. For such an intense start, things fizzled . . . → Read More: Passing the Kinky Baton: Meet Alex

Yes, Daddy. No, Daddy.

It’s been a long time since I’ve written a date recap, for many reasons. 80% of the people I’m dating or have dated aren’t super interested in having their stories up online for the world to see. Even if nobody really knows who they are, it weirds some people out, so I tend to either write . . . → Read More: Yes, Daddy. No, Daddy.

Returning to Kink and Choosing to Trust Again

It’s not hard to go back to a more vanilla life. It’s not hard to have wonderful sex with your husband that still fulfills you in so many ways, even if it’s not kinky. It’s not hard to have to ask lovers to be choked, to have your hair pulled, or to be smacked around.

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“I’m a feminist who enjoys being dominated during sex. Help!” – My response

Continuing the theme of me responding to recent Globe & Mail sex questions, I’ve foolishly decided to tackle one about feminism and BDSM. While I consider myself both a feminist and a submissive woman, there are so many angles to consider when writing a kink related piece that I’m not certain I’ll be able to . . . → Read More: “I’m a feminist who enjoys being dominated during sex. Help!” – My response

Kinkless in Toronto

This time last year, things were pretty great for me. I was deep into exploring a couple of new, casual relationships that had a distinct kinky element to them that I really needed and enjoyed.

This time this year however, I have no more outlets. I’ve had to find other ways to channel my emotions . . . → Read More: Kinkless in Toronto