Channelling My Inner Bridget Jones

  I love Bridget Jones, the books and the films   As a slightly clumsy, unlucky in love posh girl (until I met my Darcy in Mr Churchgate) I can totally relate to the haphazard life she lives. To flex my writing skills, I had a stab at writing an eroticised homage to the portion

Saucy ducks & butt plug

When I’m Home Alone

[3 minute read] It’s not as hard as it used to be, finding time to myself so I can indulge in some self pleasure. I know masturbation is good for me, releasing endorphins and providing a sense of well-being.   I’m a wife and mother, but now my family is older, they have their own

Share It! It’s our Shit!

I’ll start off my post this week with a notification of a change. I have been doing #SoSS weekly for almost 1 year now, and whilst it isn’t hard to find great bloggers willing to share their answers to my questions, it is not sustainable at the current rate.  From December onwards I’m going to

Raising Edward Thackeray [Part 2]

  This story is part of a series, you may wish to read part 1 first. 5.5 minute read The weekend before Hallowe’en brought several other young people to Edward’s grave, a knot of boy scouts who’d dared each other to touch the gravestone after dark, he’d been able to sip energy from each one

Tied-Up Tuesday

  2.5 min read The webbing straps were never removed from the bed in the spare room.  Each Tuesday found Evie bound spread-eagled to the bed, at her master’s pleasure.  On a Monday night he would set out what she’d wear, if anything.   Evie rose early, set out his breakfast, whilst making a small bowl

Lazy Saturday Afternoon

  4.5 minute read Joe and Beth had the house to themselves.  They had just taken Polo, their little white west-highland terrier out for a walk around the nearby park, the early autumn sun slanted through the trees and their four-legged companion had enjoyed snuffling about amongst the leaves and prickly horse chestnut shells which