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Lovebirdie 🦜
She’s tender with me,Soft-talking gentle with me. She’s all kinds of hard but she softens for me. Counting down days ‘till her hands are on me,Daydreaming in bed like it’s all meant-to-be.
Sunbeams and Gratitude 💫
Today I’m grateful for this space to write about the good the bad and the ugly. I’m also grateful for the space to spend time with powerful women, even in these hard times. Socially distant visits saved me today! I had a porch-pow-wow with my boss, one of the most inspiring and bright women I know. We sat in the sunshine and I soaked up her wisdom and grace. I left feeling invigorated and full of new directions to explore. Then I was invited ...
Flaws and Flowers
I was feeling good before therapy. I was early so I went to the bakery, bought a cinnamon roll for me and gingerbread cookies for the kids. Wandered by a flower shop and was taken by the miniature orchids. I love orchids and their delicate little clits, but I always kill them. I fuss over them too much and they get overwatered or not enough humidity or they can feel that I’m apprehensive so they die to mock me. But I’ve been growing. And doin...
Instax Throwback
I came across some cute instax from the November 2017 Sapphic Slumber Party and I thought you want to see them. The first one is a POV Ms.O took of her tugging down my Wonder Woman panties...Morgan and Elly during the rope workshop, silk robes and smiles. Me late at night in The Spanking Chair. Ms.O kneeling for me while we sort instax photos for sending to babes all across the world. Very important business. This is one of my favourite pictures ...
Picking Up Pieces
I was supposed to relax and take today off but that’s so hard to do lately. All I see is jobs that need doing and this irritable anxiety propels me to pick things up and try to feel like I’m in motion. A psychic told me I should meditate. Guy’s been telling me that for years too. Instead I tried to write to tell you all about my incredible date last week, and all the highs and lows. My phone glitched and the app crashed and I lost it all af...
Summer in the City
These photos were finally caught by the tumblr-censors and removed. I wanted to post them here for posterity because I love them so much. I can feel our quiet adoration in this moment, and the way Kitten’s hands find Joie’s makes me feel at peace.Summer, 2017 - Kitten, Joie, Elly and O (photo by me)
Psst...
Still here being your emotional support Canadian, even though the air feels a bit lighter this morning. 💕
Emotional Support Canadian?🍁
A few people have joked about it so I just wanna be clear, I am 100% absolutely your emotional support Canadian. My inbox is open for you and I am here to try and distract you a little. (Photo is me on my magical birthday weekend in 2017.)Also, the meme is silly because Canada isn’t perfect, we have so much work to do with reconciliation with First Nations people, and environmental protection, and it’s so easy for me to feel like we are progr...
Here is a distracting secret..
... I like to have something in my mouth when I cum. Sucking is pleasurable, soothing, hot. These days when I grab my vibrator, I grab my soother too.
Just peachy 🍑
The thing is it’s all overwhelming, but the thing is I’m doing my best. It’s all going nuts on the timeline, anxiety management’s put to the test. The news and the bad guys are all getting worse, our limits are pushed and we’re pressed. My ass is a small consolation, I know it’s not much, I confess. But the way this god damned year is going, if I’m naked in bed I’m less stressed.
Mansion
Throwback to the first time we were ever at the mansion... it was someone else’s costume party and there were too many badly behaved men. But some grand ideas were born right here in this bed... aspirations we made happen (twice a year!) Last night would have been our fall slumber party, the first ever Halloween full moon event. It’s sad that we missed another slumber party due to covid, and we will probably miss a few more before it’s thro...
Am Writing...
I’m submitting a piece to an editor I really admire today for an anthology. It’s 2600 words about Max and this good love during hard times. I didn’t have time this week to start from scratch so I cobbled together some of the mushy notes I’ve written about her here on Patreon posts and built some more lovey words on top of it. The screen shot above is just a little peek. It gets kinda vulgar after the mushy parts.... and then kinda mushy a...
Thanks Patrons!
In these wild fucking times I can’t tell you how much it’s meant to me to have this income. Between losing my job to the pandemic and separating from my husband you guys are helping me cope with bottom line every day things. It’s that little reassurance to help cover my bills and reduce the strain. (And this month you helped me buy myself new peachy bedsheets for my birthday.) Thank you, each and every one of you. And Happy Full Moon. 🍑
Fall
Everything has a different shape these days but I still think of you.
Full Circle 🌕🐺
Some of you may remember this post from my early courtship with Max. I was still flustered and hadn’t made a move, and social circumstances kept finding me in the most embarrassing and silly conversations with Max in earshot. Like, “I wish the floor would open up and swallow me whole” type of conversations. On one occasion during a coven hang (almost a year and a half ago now) the conversation kept circling back to my monster fucker fantasi...
Magic With Friends
I am so thankful for my friends. Now more than ever. This year has done a number on so many of us, having a powerful band of babes in my corner has been a lifesaver. These are just a couple shots from our little get together two weekends ago, but they make me feel warm and loved. I put together a burning bowl so we could do a banishing ritual together, one that focused on friendship during difficult times. I used cedar, snakeskin, pussy willows a...
Damn.
The world might be on fire and several aspects of my personal life might be in shambles but I spent this weekend having the best sex of my entire life.
Action shot 📷
Yes, that’s Joie smoking a joint while she enjoys her first flogging in 10 months. 🙌I love how cool the city light looks outside, and how warm O’s place is on the inside. ♥️
Mark Making
Look how cute Eden looks over Ms.O’s knee. Eden asked for heart-shaped marks on one side and paw print marks on the other. 🥰
🙌
What can I say about seeing Ms.O ready for her first flogging in a looooooong time?What a dream.
It hurt so good 😳
“I just want one,” I asked O sweetly. But once I had one I wanted more. Eventually I had to ask, “How would I have to position myself so you could hit me as hard as you can?” I wiggled across her lap and she did it. And I was satisfied. (For now.)(These mirror selfie’s were taken in O’s bathroom right after she hit me, the joint was my reward.)Click here to check out Eden’s Wands, the cherry blossom is currently my favourite. (Click...
Smack!
We had a mini tiny baby coven hang of 6 beautiful babes, just a mental health break for those of us who needed it. Ms. O supplied the cake, Eden brought sage from her garden, I brought my flogger, Peach brought some vino, Bee brought a birthday present and Joie brought the fixings for baked apple blossoms. I’ll have some fun new cozy content to share over the next few days. It felt so good to be witchy with my babes and soak up some of their wo...
Postcard Club Win
I’ve sent out this months postcard to my Postcard Club buddies, but I have an extra little envelope to send to one lucky Patron. If you’d like a chance to win this month’s postcard comment and tell me about your personal favourite Halloween costume. What was your best costume of all time?! Mine was possibly the Queen of Hearts costume my Mama made me when I was a little girl. She sewed a hula hoop into the bottom of the skirt so it stuck ou...
Fun in Brooklyn
I can’t tell you how much I miss visiting Guy and Piper, curling up on their couch to catch up on everything we’ve missed, eating the most decadent foods, planning out exciting photoshoots, exploring the city. I miss the Botanical Garden and their dog Zelda. Mostly I miss their faces, their laughs, their closeness. I would have seen them 4 times between March and now! That’s hard to swallow when I miss them so much. We text lots and keep in...
8 Things
1. I took this shot for Max and texted it to her with the caption Views from the 6. (This is clever because she’s a Drake fan, this is her favourite view, and more importantly I live in the 6 and she doesn’t.) 2. It’s almost my birthday! Counting down the minutes until I turn 39. I’m alone on the couch with my ankle up cuddling my pooch and drinking Italian soda. Not bad. 3. My ankle is (mercifully) not broken! Just a bad sprain. Thank fu...
Tender Love & Care
All hail Max, who brought me every meal and every cup of tea in bed all weekend. She brought me joints and ice and recharged my cbd vape and rubbed arnica on my ankle and helped with my compression bandage. She brought the dog out to play and dealt with her chaos. (She knew I was missing the fall leaves at the cabin so she carried me outside so I could watch the pup frolic in the orange and red leaves in her big backyard.) We watched scary movies...
More No Good Rotten News
This week has kicked my ass. Right at the height of Tuesday’s “I’m doing this and it feels so good” jubilation I was walking the dog with my kiddo and fell, and sprained my ankle so badly I passed out from the pain. And as I crawled back home and collapsed face down on the grass on my front lawn all I could think was “I can’t do this. I can’t do this alone.” And I was right. I can’t. So my kids got me ice and took care of the do...
“Split open and soft for me...”
“You’re just as pretty when I pull you apart. When I push away your petals and expose your tender parts. You’re strong and defiant, a sensitive heart. You’re a finer mess (your tears in your hair) than you were at the start.I ache to see the places where you’re connected, to find the loose threads that open the seams. It makes me wet to watch you spill for me. Split open and soft for me. I love to watch you bloom.“(I wrote this about ...
Goodmorning 🌸
I hope today is kind to you.
Week 3
I can’t explain how good it feels to have space from my husband. I feel like a traitor for saying so, I feel selfish sometimes, or I feel like a failure for not being able to stick it out, but those are all just flashes of panic. What really lives here now is relief, and calm, and peace. And I deserve that. We’ve been able to work together this past week, I know his negotiation attempts and intimidation tactics will return again one day, but ...
