Month: November 2016

A love letter

That moment when someone is bound for the first time.   Wondering whether they will take to it – do those shoulders relax, or tense? Does their breathing quicken or slow? Does that look in their eye, that quizzical furrow of a new sensation bode well? Do they breathe that tell-tale sigh as I feel…


My Adventures in Hook Suspensions – First time for everything…

If you could reach around my back… Would you feel stumps or cracks? If you could reach around my back… And pull the fucking skin back Breathe in. Breathe out. It’s quiet – there is a stillness and everyone is silent and waiting. Air is cold on my skin. I’m shivering, leg twitching uncontrollably as…