weekly link-love: cleaning out the bookmarks edition

weekly link-love: cleaning out the bookmarks edition

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hello readers! it’s been a couple of weeks since i’ve done a link-love, but i’m finally back and this time i’m doing a cleaning-out-my-bookmarks session. here are a bunch of links i loved from the last couple of months.

toys and fun things to buy for yourself:

review: liberator wedge – get down on it – i was curious what other wedge owner’s thought about this lovely piece and, lo and behold, this link popped into my twitter feed. i highly recommend purchasing a liberator wedge in any case, since it can really give you a really nice boost you need, but i would say it’s a must in your collection if you have back or knee issues like me. read this review and go get yourself one!

review: the mysteryvibe crescendo – one of my favorite people wrote this great review. i’m happy to have helped as Productivity Domme. *giggle*

sexy misc:

the 5 best sex positions to send her to g-spot heaven – i’m not usually a fan of these lists, but this one actually has a couple of interesting positions i want to try. the butterfly, in particular, looks good to me if  Daddy and i can make it work. it might be good for me when i’m having a flare up OR keeping things going when we need a break from the reaaaallly hard thrusting and grinding. 😉 i will report back!

50 shades of purple: stunning paintings of roller derby butts and their bruises! – i love bruises so much! i don’t know why. but these paintings are gorgeous and so are those bruises, some of which look like planets and nebulas. love it!

relationships, communication, etc.

making an ass out of u and me – i love this piece from april 2018 about long-term relationships, negotiation, and communication. even though this is about negotiating scenes/play ahead of time, i think there’s a lot here for partners even outside the bedroom. “use your words” is my current mantra.

being owned – i love the way eye describes her emotional baggage: “In my winters I am bare and raw, so raw I fear I will be frosted to the bone and yet, spring greening always comes again, well, so far it has.” this is an all-too-brief, but beautiful bit of writing about the cognitive dissonance of feminism and D/s dynamics, a topic i’d like to explore more myself.

wanking in a relationship – i’ve thought a lot about this. i’ve had partners with varying degrees of weirdness about masturbation in relationships – whether it’s been their own reluctance to masturbate in front of me or their own issues with either of us masturbating on our own and what they think that says about the state of our union. this article from the author’s archives made me think in a more empathetic way about why we might have these less-than-ideal notions about the topic.

sex work

your mother is a whore – i’ve never read tits and sass, “service journalism by and for sex workers,” but what a great site it is! this piece is about sex workers talking to their children about the work they do and about sex more generally. fascinating.

‘not a workplace:’ julie bindel and the school of wrong abolitionism – there’s so much to unpack from this article and i need to give it another read, but i recommend.

enjoy, dear readers! 💗

the power of subspace, part I

the power of subspace, part I

We’ve smoked up and daddy has taken me to the bedroom, gently leading me to the bed by my ponytail. He’s made it clear, even in the nice mellow haze we’re in, that he plans to use me, that he hasn’t cum in days despite our frenzied fucking every night. He’s been holding on, waiting. I’m ready for wherever this moment takes us.

He spanks me. I give his cock loving attention with my mouth, slowing letting his tension build until he backs away and takes a breath and steadies himself. He doesn’t want to cum anywhere else than inside of me. He takes hold of the base of his dick and teases my clit with just the tip. I’m so wet and i start begging him to enter me. “Please please, daddy, i need you so bad,” i whine. Suddenly, he’s pushing himself into my tightness and he emits a deep growl that makes my head tingle.

Then i realize: I’m deep in subspace.

I can feel everything, but i think about nothing. Nothing worries me. I’m not thinking about the long list of things to be done, I’m not imagining other lovers or some porn i watched, i’m not daydreaming. I am fully present while also floating above myself. Every touch is electric. Nothing, not even the sting of the paddle earlier or his teeth on my neck or the hard and deep thrusting he’s doing now, hurts.

I find myself loudly moaning, but daddy covers my mouth and finally says “shhh.” I go quiet, but am still breathing heavily and occasionally a tiny squeal or yelp comes out from my lips pressed to his warm palm. As i begin to focus my energy on the movement of our hips, i realize we have both gone quiet; we are both focusing and connected. Our grinding takes on a new rhythm. We are co-creating this magick. We move faster together, his cock driving deeper into my cunt. I press my mound into him and lift my hips upward, silently begging for all of him.

I want him to cum… and i want him to cum hard.

We feel connected, our parts fitting together so perfectly. I want him. I want every part of him. I want him so madly, i want to BE him. I want us to somehow merge and take on a new shape together. When i close my eyes, all i see is a hot pink pulsing color. I can feel the electricity of the room in his hands and how they press harder, how he uses my shoulders for leverage, how desperate he has become to empty himself into me. I want to be a vessel for his pleasure and i go slightly limp, allowing him to thrust as hard as he needs until at last he explodes and we both collapse into a glowing, sighing mess.

I’ve had this experience with him a couple of times before and have become aware of how powerful we could be together if we actually tried sex magick. He used to have a partner with whom he practiced this ritual and he eventually found it a little overwhelming and had to stop. But sometimes I wonder if our own expression of the divine, of the ultimate in human co-creation, would be a force for good for us and the world around us. What power could we have together in every other area of our lives if we let ourselves completely go and if our energies mixed and resonated into our home and into the universe? What do we gain when we let go of everything as two people together?

I am realizing over time the human capacity to (re)create ourselves and to manifest harmony and strength through sex and kink. Most of the time, We’re capable of more than we think, we’re physically and emotionally stronger than we know, and when we step out of our comfort zones and are completely vulnerable, open, and willing, we can make anything happen in and outside the bedroom. Being able to push just that little bit harder and see what’s on the other side of our fear or reluctance – that is a skill we can all use everywhere else in our lives, isn’t it? When we are able to feel our own endlessness, we can see that our thinking doesn’t have to be finite. We are capable of more than we think. We can take that into every aspect of our lives and learn to ask for more than we did before. We are worthy of it. We are more than capable.

When i connect with my partner this way, when i give myself fully to him and to the moment, I connect with the divine as well. Every sharp spank, every sting of the flogger feels like a spark lighting a fire. That warmth spreads over every inch of my skin. I feel ancient, I feel some primal instinct rise from inside me. I know that we are giving in, together, to one of the most basic and universal desires. We are connected with all who have come before, all who will be after. There are others merging and blending and orgasming at the very same time we are, somewhere around the world. We are part of the cosmos. We are stardust. We are creation. We are powerful, beautiful, necessary. We are small in the grand scheme of things, but we are mighty no matter what.

Not all sex will feel this way. Sometimes i just really need to get off. Sometimes i end up giggling. Sometimes there’s a lot of talk during. Sometimes i get up afterwards and go about my day. That’s okay.

But here’s my suggestion for you, dear reader: take time to appreciate how magnificent the human body is, how our skin conducts the electricity of another’s, how we are drawn together in love or lust or both. Give yourself over once in a while to this mystery. We are divine beings, worthy of love and care, and when we find kindred, we can make magick together. How incredible it is to be human!