Tea and Spanking
I recently left a review for a fly swatter on Amazon. This is a heavy duty flyswatter described by the sellers as having a “high quality thick and flexible leather slapper and durable beech wood handle”. It is, they tell us, “much more effective than the cheap flimsy plastic swatters – fly swat is heavy…
Back in May last year, I was contemplating buying a Vibease Smart Massager. I am clearly a woman of swift and decisive action, because a mere eight months later, I have bought the thing. The decision that my life needs a internet-enabled long-distance vibrator in it, has been somewhat influenced by ongoing Covid restrictions. Over…
Happy New Year, everybody! Yesterday, we – finally! – got to tell 2020 to fuck off forever and not let the door hit its arse on the way out. It has – and I’m being remarkably restrained here – been a fucking shitshow of a year. Will 2021 be any better? We’re still locked down…
I was away on holiday last week. It was lovely. A week spent by the seaside, swimming, eating lovely food and chilling out, was exactly what I needed. Was also planning on some well-needed spanks but it turns out that our little holiday villa wasn’t exactly conducive to noisy spanking sessions. (And it’s always noisy,…
I am exhausted. Absolutely bone-achingly mind-hurtingly exhausted. And it feels like there is no good reason for this. My day job as a Software Developer is busy but it’s not as though I’m doing long shifts at a hospital or something. I am working from home right now so I haven’t even had a three…
I cover a lot of stuff on this blog. Books, films, sex-positivity, kink-positivity, feminism and tea (obviously). It’s all welcome here. But, readers, I have to confess, that being spanked is my number one true love. Spanking is right there in big swirly writing on the blog heading, after all. And when it comes to…
When the UK Government introduced ‘Support Bubbles’ in England on June 13th, the Daily Mail ran the headline “BORIS LIFTS SEX BAN”. It wasn’t classy, but it wasn’t wrong exactly. The Support Bubbles were to intended to ease the isolation for single adult households who hadn’t been able to so much as shake hands with another…
Gentleman friend and I are still undertaking an extended break from one another. It’s been two months since we’ve engaged in any of the that hanging out together, cuddling, kissing and spanking business that used to take up quite a lot of our weekends. This is what my social calendar looks like right now. It’s…
It’s thirty six days since I went further than my front garden and I’m fine. You know, the way Ross Geller was totally fine. It’s thirty-seven days since I saw my lovely Gentleman Friend. I’m isolating over here with my elderly parents and he’s isolating over there with his grown-up sons and, once again, it’s…
We are living, as the apocryphal Chinese curse says, in interesting times. “Interesting” as in simultaneously terrifying and really quite boring. Because, it turns out, that the heroic thing to do in the Covid-19 crisis is to stay home and not get up to much. I live with both my elderly parents so I am…