Life goes on: Death, Impact play and us.

Elizabeth II 1926-2022 I have seen her reign described as the “Elizabethan Age”, but I think they need to come up with some way to differentiate between Elizabeth I and II. There is after all a big difference between the two reigns although both were undoubtedly excellent people, who each reigned for rather a long time, referring to them both as the Elizabethan Age will get very confusing. Elizabeth II sat on the throne for 70 years, and baring some catastrophe it will be some …

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How my negative body image impacts our sex life

I’ve been pretty open about how the weight I have gained has really messed with my head. I have such a negative body image I avoid mirrors, social interactions and sex. The pain management program I did a few weeks ago was awful until I realised I could “hide” my image on the screen, and even then I cringed at the thought that these people could see me. Well last night this came to a head and I ended up in tears. Anxiety It started …

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BDSM social events and us – a fun evening out.

I haven’t written in a while, I know, and in some ways that’s because I haven’t felt like I have had anything to actually write about. Our youngest son has now left home and we thought this might give us more freedom to explore our BDSM interests, which in theory it does, but with neighbours and thin walls we haven’t been able to take spanking (or impact play in general) at home any further which is a shame as we both really enjoyed the last …

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Why I love listening to music.

Music has always been a part of my life and yet I wouldn’t say I was musically talented. My mum sang to me from the day I was born, a song my grandad used to sing to her, and to this day if she starts to sing it my brothers and I will start yawning. In turn I sang to my boys when they were babies. I do love to sing, but that doesn’t mean I can sing. Loving music. I like to have music …

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A wonderful surprise Spanking for Sweetgirl

I’m here again talking about spanking, you would have thought I would have something different to talk about right? I mean we are alone. In fact we will be alone until Boxing day as the kids plans have changed and they are not coming home before Christmas. This will be the first Christmas we have been without Children ever. When Mr H and I met, T was a few months away from being three years old, and J arrived 3 years later. Mr H moved …

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Letting His sadist out: A hard hand spanking.

A hand spanking has to be one of the most intimate methods of impact play in BDSM. Not only does the submissive feel it, but so does the dominant. Both Mr H and I like this method but the opportunity to do it doesn’t present itself often. If J is home a hand spanking is too loud – and although the odd swot may be indulged in it isn’t a spanking. A while ago we agreed Mr H would spank me as hard as he …

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Hotel break and other things – a little update.

I haven’t written much in the last few days, I haven’t had time. We have had a rather busy time and I have either been asleep or sewing but now things have calmed down I can update you all on what we have been up to. Christmas Creating. Some of you may recall I am quite crafty – not like sneaky but in making things. Knitting, crochet and sewing. The last 12 months has seen that develop a little and while I wouldn’t say I …

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When your mind and body rebel.

We went away on Saturday overnight to our favourite hotel and things didn’t quite go as planned. That isn’t to say that a good time wasn’t had, because it was. But my mind and body were not quite in sync, and neither was Mr H’s. A painful body First of all I forgot to adjust my medications and so by the time we arrived at the Hotel I was feeling it. The pain made me snippy and I criticised Mr H’s driving. I didn’t tell …

Finding my submission: The way back.

It’s been a long time coming, this post I mean. It started a few days ago with my post “Is now a good time to talk?”, and continued with “History is a great teacher: Remembering the good times”. I’m talking about the sexy stuff of course. I haven’t hidden that Mr H and I have been finding it hard to connect intimately but this week we seem to have found our way back. Wednesday. You may remember we went to the munch, well that’s on …

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History is a great teacher: Remembering the good times.

History is a great teacher, and when we went to the Munch on Tuesday night the drive there and back gave us an opportunity to talk. We chatted about everyday things on the way there but on the way home we began to talk more intimately. We had talked a lot during the evening about our past history and it brought up some very good memories. Actually, before I go on, I need to go back. If you read my last post you’ll know that …