Just having returned home from a tiring afternoon gig – for which I both dressed up and wore makeup – I make a beeline for my bedroom with the foremost… Read more »
There is, in BDSM guru-ism and Relationship Coaching and how-to-get-along-with-others psychology, much ado about communication. “COMMUNICATE!!!” shout The Experts™, in screaming red all-caps font. But sometimes communication is, quite literally,… Read more »
“Do you mind if I blindfold you?” I’d asked. My spouse had eagerly agreed. I’d taken taken his sight, taken photos, then taken my time — taking his hard inside… Read more »
In which, Feve comes* closer than ever before to being fisted. (As a result of which: *Feve comes. And comes again.)