Originally posted to Adult BackWash: Monday March 24, 2003  

Shhh... I have to type softly, he's still sleeping. But while it's all still fresh in my mind and on my skin, I wanted to tell you my secret bedroom confession. Of course, I'm only telling this to you cause... well... I don't really know why. I guess it's like that whole mountain climbing thing, you were there at the time.

It all started when he saw me at the McDonalds. I just wanted a coffee but I was all out of change. Pretty sad, and I really needed a coffee. I turned to face him, knowing already that a hunky looking guy was behind me in line. I'd spent all the 4 minutes he was there brushing my behind against his jacket. I'm sure he noticed me.

Anyway, I smiled and let my coat slip away from my breasts. I wasn't wearing much of a shirt. It was a hot day, in more than one way, if I know what I mean. He looked, I knew he would. But, he didn't say anything to me. Just reached out to the counter and put a dollar down. It was enough for my coffee. Then he brushed past me and told the cashier to add his own order to that. I had to wait for my coffee. I was kind of annoyed, I'm not a girl who's used to waiting.

He pretty much ignored me. But I put that down to playing some kind of hard to get game. Men that say I'm too easy tend to like that kind of game. I think they just want the chase. So I let them.

I took my coffee from his tray and then sat down, one seat away from him. He ate his lunch, a greasy burger and fries and he seemed to forget all about me. Of course, I'm ME! So I knew he was just playing that game.

I finished my coffee, I wanted to be ready when he was. He was ready, boy was he ready! In just a few seconds he surprised me, picking me up and carrying me out the door. I only just managed to grab my purse! I think he even took his tray to the garbage. That was thoughtful. The other customers in the store looked surprised but no one did anything, other than gape at us.

I didn't really say much. What was there to say? He seemed to know what he was doing and I knew damn well what I wanted. Words would just get in the way. Besides, I'm not the kind of girl to kiss and tell or ask names or much of anything else.

We ended up going to his place. It's not the home of a neat freak that's for sure. But, since he made a beeline for the bed I didn't spend much time looking around. I did notice this computer and I wondered if we had ever met online. Maybe this would really be our second date. But, I didn't have time to ask him if he was into cyber sex. He was yanking off my clothes as if I were some mannequin or blow up doll. Now that I think about it, I can see some suspicious looking plastic under his bed.

Anyway, the sex was good. Fast, hard and deep. He rocked my world for about 15 minutes. At least I did manage to have an orgasm before he passed out.

So, here I am. My shirt got ripped so I've taken one from his closet. So far I haven't found my other boot. I did find his wallet though. His name's Wally, of all things. I can't believe I slept with a Wally. Well, now you know.

Originally posted to Adult BackWash: Tuesday March 18, 2003  

Mistress Sarah, my co-moderator in the BDSM community, wrote about what she wants in a man. We don't want the same things. What does it say about a woman, to see what she wants in a man?

I want a man who will pick me up from work and tell me he has arranged a motel room for the night. We share the shower and then the bed. Later a pizza or Chinese take out.

I want a man who will notice when I flash him, even when he's busy with something else.

I want a man who will take his time shaving each morning, knowing how much I like watching him doing 'manly' things.

I want a man who likes a saucy wench and gives my bottom a smack.

I want a man who will wrestle with me but knows it can be just as much fun when he loses.

I want a man who knows I'm a lady but loves it when I treat him like a whore.

I want a man who loves my breasts but doesn't stop there - belly, thighs, back, bottom and all those other places I love to be touched, caressed, sucked and kneaded.

I want a man who will come fresh from the shower, lie on the bed and dare me to do my worst. I want to laugh and come up with new ways to out do whatever I did last time.

I want to fall asleep beside him, wake up in the middle of the night and tie him to the bed. I'd spend the night tormenting him, taking advantage of him and laughing with him about it all.

I want a man who will dare me to take off my panties in the restaurant, under the table and put them in his pocket.

I want a man who likes to make love outside, not for the risk of being caught but for the primitiveness of it.

I want a man who hears me run the shower and comes in to watch and scrub my back. I'd give him something to watch.

I want a man who can play the 'Daddy' games without just sounding like a dirty old man or some idiot with an erection.

I want to try a rape fantasy and kidnapping, with a man I trust and know well enough to enjoy those with. I want to do the same to him.

I've been considering attending one of those BDSM munches in my area. But, I don't have high hopes for meeting anyone. Part of the problem is that I want more than a dirty old man. I'd like someone who looks for more than relief for his blue ball problem when he meets women.

If I go to the munch I'll let you know.

What are some of the more daring things you would like to do to your lover?

Tonight I added a link to a web store that sells extreme restraints, including straight jackets. Most of the jackets are leather and look too polished and expensive to be taken seriously. I like the old fashioned one, the plain white institutional looking one. How would it be for him to wake up in that one morning? Would he be angry, turned on or think you've completely lost it?

It would be interesting. But, there are other things to explore. Beyond the rape fantasy so many women consider there is so much out there. It's intimidating until you remember he is just another human being, not slut maestro 2003. Just some guy who happens to like you and hopes to 'get some'.

If you are comfortable with him why not try something you've always wanted to try? Should you tell him first? I guess that would depend on the danger to him from whatever you want to do. I'd say forewarned is a good thing if he might become injured but the element of surprise can be priceless. For both of you.

Anyway, what would you really do with him if you had complete freedom to do anything? Don't consider his feelings, weaknesses, or your own uncertainties. Just set your inhibitions free and go wild. Write about it and email it to him. Dare you!

Originally posted to Adult BackWash: Sunday March 09, 2003  

This is the rough draft for a story I'm working on. It's not even done to the end yet but there is enough here to get you started.

"I don't want to." Chris looked down at the package Laura has just dropped in his lap. He was relaxing in front of the TV after making breakfast and cleaning up the dishes. It was Saturday and he had planned to have some time for himself.

She stood over him, expectantly, waiting. As he tried to ignore her she grew impatient and sat on his lap. He couldn't pretend to ignore her now. She leaned into his chest and bit his bottom lip. Her fingers curled in his hair and trailed down his arms. "Do you really just want to watch TV?"

Chris wasn't in the mood to resist a good invitation. "What's in the package?" He asked, growling to show her the effect she was having on his temper. …more

No luck with the hunt for male flesh online so far. But, I've only had the time to try twice, so far.

I suspect years of being online have made me particular and harder to please than when I was starting out in my adventures. Still, how hard can it be to find one decent submissive male?

Here is my unofficial list of qualifications:

1. Must be male. That's a given but it doesn't hurt to specify.

2. Must be literate, capable of good spelling, grammar and punctuation.

3. Must be close to my own age. No kids or dirty old men.

4. Should not be a newbie to male submission. I'm not looking for someone to train! I've already done my good deed for the year.

5. Must not be one of those horny, wimpy type of submissives, that really doesn't do anything for me. What fun is there if he really wants you to torment him?

Well, that's the basic list. I don't ask for pictures (pics) cause I really don't care. I don't want to see them and I don't need to see them. Instead, I prefer to design them in my own mind, myself. The basics of height, hair colour and etc. are fine as they can all be added as details to flesh out the story.

That's what I really want him for you see. I don't want some cyber affair, I want inspiration for writing another Domme erotic series of stories. I guess I'll never find another Chris. But, one can always hope.