I feel cracked around the edges, like I’m pulling apart at the seams a bit. It’s a temporary feeling, of course, but real enough. No matter how hard I struggle to keep myself together, the strain begins to show eventually.
Ah well. This is my truth as much as being in love with John Brownstone or my own ass. Sometimes, though, that strain is something I consent to and even beg for. Why? Because sometimes I need the outside to mirror the inside in order to find any relief.
I am a sex blogger, podcaster, freelance writer, international speaker, kink educator, and all-around kinky woman. You can find me online sharing my innermost sexual thoughts and experiences, teaching other bloggers how to make money writing about sex, and helping kinksters have happy healthy BDSM relationships. I'm also a masochistic babygirl submissive with an amazing and sadistic Daddy Dom and business partner, John Brownstone. Welcome to my kinky corner of the internet!
Beautifully written, internally felt!
Thank you!