Dear Bedtime #2

Someone asked (paraphrased for anonymity):

If a whore accepts she’s broken and harnesses her “broken-ness” to bring immense happiness and satisfaction to her man –and consequently herself– does that essentially “un-break” her?“

Perhaps. There are plenty of broken-but-functioning people in the world, and they seem to get that way by finding a groove in life that suits their limitations… your relationship with your dom could certainly provide that.… Read the rest “Dear Bedtime #2”

Sir…when you say you’re in the market for muses, what do you mean?

Most of my longer, more intense pieces are the direct result of someone opening up to me; sometimes in extended, probing conversations, sometimes in spontaneous confessions of deeply hidden, shameful desires. Whether we’re talking scary realities, secretive fantasies, or a multitude of minor, human details, there’s always something new for me to learn.… Read the rest “Sir…when you say you’re in the market for muses, what do you mean?”

Name three celebrities that some men find hot but you don’t find attractive.

Judging women by my subjective standards of beauty for no reason other than the inherent satisfaction of classifying them like cuts of fuckable meat?

How can I say no?

All-Time “I Don’t Get The Appeal” Hall of Fame: Julia Roberts. Didn’t understand the fascination twenty years ago, and still don’t.

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Tell Me What You’d Do…

I hate asks that start that way; it just doesn’t make sense to me.

“What would you do with me if you owned me for 24 hours?” How the fuck should I know, nitwit? Who are you? What are you?

I mean, okay, if you happened to be conventionally pretty, maybe “I’d bury a load in you” would be the most direct response.… Read the rest “Tell Me What You’d Do…”