Icing & Sprinkles
What happens when you surrender yourself to another. Wholly. Completely. Utterly. Especially when you both have a sense of humour. A submission as part of January Jumpstart 2023.
What happens when you surrender yourself to another. Wholly. Completely. Utterly. Especially when you both have a sense of humour. A submission as part of January Jumpstart 2023.
You always remember your first. Your first kiss, your first love, your first loss. Especially when they are all wrapped up in the same person Also the first time that I was overtly pursued, and confidently claimed. That relationship set a pattern for who I was and what I valued. A submission as part of January Jumpstart 2023.
Airplane travel used to be a wonder. There is so very little to redeem it now, even when you get to enjoy the small luxuries of business class. Until one flight changes everything. A submission as part of January Jumpstart 2023.
Cultural differences, or something more? What happens when a tourist in a strange city finds themselves in a coffee shop in a different culture? Is this magic, or just misunderstanding? A submission as part of January Jumpstart 2023.
Beliefs are what ground us and guide us. But what if they’re wrong? What if what you most desire and what you most fear revealing is a door to really being yourself? A submission as part of January Jumpstart 2023.
It’s hard to believe that this is a journey that began six months ago. Reflection is a core part of my daily practice. As we find ourselves on the cusp of a new year, I find myself taking a broader view of where I am, what I have learned and what remains unexplored. I am on the journey of a lifetime with a partner that I adore. For all the progress that we have made, it feels like we are just getting started. That’s an exciting proposition.
The end of December is upon us, and with astonishing rapidity. Whatever you celebrate—or studiously avoid at this time of year—the Beartender has a drink to lighten your mood and tingle your toes. This month, we’re going back to a traditional drink of the season.
It should come as no surprise that I like butt stuff. A lot. Courtesy of my rules, I spend all of my sleeping hours plugged. Courtesy of a new rule, I also spend a portion of my waking hours plugged as well. All well and good, but for anyone that has tried butt plugs and found them wanting, the inevitable question is, “How can you possibly do that?” The answer is that there are good plugs, and there are bad plugs. Unfortunately, the bad plugs are winning. Bear is here to even the odds.
At the outset, my Goddess requested that she control my orgasms. It was the first requirement in our relationship, and it has been the most enduring. To many, that would be interpreted as, “Oh, you’re in chastity, and you don’t get to come.” The reality couldn’t be more different. I submit, I am subject to her control, and I respond to her expectations. But control means what it says on the tin: I’m expected to do what she wants. Period. Full stop. With corresponding climax, when required.
Submission is presumed to involve service, and certainly it does. In the context of submitting to my Goddess, I strive to be attentive to her needs and responsive to her expectations. I try to anticipate and provide support in whatever way might be helpful or simply welcomed. That’s good as far as it goes, but it by no means defines the extent of our relationship. There are many more wonderful layers at work, and coming to understand those has been incredibly valuable.