My 2012 will end much differently than it began.
At the beginning of 2012, I was a little repressed:
I couldn’t orgasm.
I thought I understood love.
I had no idea what D/s was.
I had no idea I was sexually submissive.
I was uncomfortable in my own skin.
I blushed at the mention of certain words: pussy, cunt, clit, tit, cock…
At the end of 2012, well, things are a bit different:
I just came about eight times in less than 10 minutes, once simply by tapping my g-spot, before writing this post.
I write a sex blog, for God’s sake!
I understand true love and heart break.
I am unashamedly sexual and sensual.
I crave spankings, nipple clamps, and pain with my pleasure.
I know what a safeword is, and I hate it.
I don’t do resolutions – no need to set myself up for failure. But after what’s happened in 2012, I will admit I can’t imagine what 2013 will bring. I’m just gonna hang on for the ride and see what comes next!