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Getting to know Luna’s pussy
Read moreMost of the time, I find pussies scrutable. I have no trouble discerning what feels good, what feels bad, what heightens pleasure, what diminishes it. It’s all very intuitive for me, and seemingly effortless. Whether it’s with a finger, or…
Orgasm control, at a distance
Read moreDid you know I have a pussy? It’s far, far away. But it’s mine. I’ve been experimenting with just how comprehensive my ownership is, and, at least for the moment, the answer is, “It’s totally mine.” For almost a week…
A brief meeting in a coffee shop
Read moreNow that you’re here with me, do you still want to suck my cock? You do? Good. When can you suck my cock? Postscript: she won’t be sucking my cock.
For your protection
Read moreThank you, Luna.
Shame
Read moreI feel it. Sometimes more, sometimes less. It’s a bodily sensation, located high up in my chest, almost in my throat. It’s a tightness, a constriction. My solar plexus clenches. My shoulders seem to hunch forward. My neck compresses, my…
Sofia takes dictation
Read moreSofia, I’m sitting around my couch, doing a little writing, and I’m looking at the first picture of you, in your skirt and tights and heels and blouse, and your hair hanging down, and my dick is getting hard. And…
On being demanding
Read moreI am demanding. I ask a lot. I require a lot. And I provide a lot, in return. So give me what I require, please.
One possibility
Read moreYou walk into the bar. You don’t see me. I had texted that you should sit at the bar, order a drink. Your phone vibrates. “I see you.” You look around. It vibrates again. “Stop looking for me. Look straight…
Rejection – in the other direction
Read moreI’ve written lots about rejection, but always about what it’s like for me to be rejected. Recently, several people have asked me a bit about rejection in the opposite direction, what it’s like when I reject people, whether virtually –…
Farewell to the Amazon
Read moreSo I feel like this email is a little overdue…but I was really hoping I wouldn’t have to write it. I’m self conscious about it, but as I woke up… and saw your email, I realized if there was anyone…
