Cherry Boy

September 15, 2019

you still ask me why i used to
pin down your arms whenever
we made love –
why i never let you control
the way we moved.
it was because i knew i was
something you did in secret.
the thing that made you flush scarlet whenever
your mother asked you about the cherry
coloured bruises running down your
neck like an aching riverbed.
‘imagine you meet the girl of your dreams
and she sees that?’ she’d say.
see. i knew what i was. of course i did.
and i couldn’t stand it.
i didn’t want it.
so whenever you ask me that question again,
print this answer into your neck too:
i did not want to be your bad habit –
i wanted to be your only habit. ❞

Salma Deera,

walk away from things

June 21, 2018

I do not miss childhood, but I miss the way I took pleasure in small things, even as greater things crumbled. I could not control the world I was in, could not walk away from things or people or moments that hurt, but I took joy in the things that made me happy.

Neil Gaiman
The Ocean at the End of the Lane

Night visions

August 7, 2017

7th August

These daily rituals where I feel I have control of my life. Hold the world in the fingers of my hand. Until the vivid evening falls and the last shadows stand around us. Then the air is fixed and cold.

A world of huntresses, of women, Dianas chaste and rare – rare at least to chastity. Recklessly riding their men, displaying nothing if not their athletic female will.

Ah, to crack the skies with a stroke of lightening, or to run like fire through the neatly stacked corn stalks – surprising secrets from everyone.

Now, it is still dark outside. Countless lovers move secretly to nefarious purposes. Oh, yeah, the crazy viciousness of love defies all comprehension.


To A & L’s for supper yesterday. They have a pair of new black kittens. Frisky little hairballs designed for mischief. One went missing during the day and might have climbed out of a window. But no. After a comprehensive search of the house, A found it hiding in a table drawer… 

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August 28, 2016




November 23, 2015


Pain, either physical or emotional pain, it would be thought is something to avoid. After all isn’t this the purpose of pain? Seeking pain intentionally would seem to be abnormal. It isn’t. We all do it. Why? Because sensation is what it means to be alive. We watch frightening movies, eat hot sauce. touch the sore spots where we have been injured, ride roller coasters and bungee jump for all the same reasons: we like the pain because it makes us feel alive.

The same is true of emotional pain. We relive old embarrassments, old heartbreaks even though the feelings are unpleasant and painful. This is, oddly, normal behavior for human beings. This only becomes a problem when we over do it. If you are cutting yourself to feel the pain then this is a problem. If you dwell on old sorrows or hold on to old resentments or grudges to the point of depression, anxiety or lasting anger or hatred then ; this too is a problem. If you find yourself in so much pain that you must dull it with alcohol or drugs which are harmful to the temple of your body ; this too is a problem.

What to do? First, recognize just what you are doing. Recognize that it is something everyone does. When these kinds thoughts arise gently, patiently, identify them, note their effect, and move the mind back to other concerns. I can hear the comments already. ”But Sam this is easier said than done”. True. But it can be done. Patience and persistence is the key. YOU control your thoughts and these thoughts create your pain and so can eliminate pain. It works both ways.

Use the technique of one pointed concentration . Learning the technique of focus and mindfulness. You do not have to be a Bodhisattva, a master or have studied yoga for years to do this. Anyone can do it and millions have. You can do it too.

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June 5, 2015


I had to have her, and I did. She got on her knees when I told her to. She slipped easily into play and out again, becoming her witty, intelligent self seamlessly. She wasn’t intimidated by me. She teased and challenged me. She kissed like she meant it, and from the very first night, she enjoyed fucking without reservation or shame. Monica was, in a word, perfect.”

C.D. Reiss

We love tops…

April 13, 2015


We love tops who are vicious and nasty and turn their bottoms into cringing mounds of adoring submission. We love tops who are nurturing and sweet while they inflict the most amazing agonies. We love tops whose aura of command is so straightforward and matter-of-fact that their bottoms can completely forget, for a little while, that the world is a complicated

We love top daddies and top mommies, top nurses and top interrogators, sweetheart sadists and control queens, nurturing dominants and mean mistresses, nasty kids and mad scientists.
We love tops so much that we’re writing a book to help make sure there are more good ones: tops who glow with the pure white light of control, power, intimacy and love; tops who are skilled at their craft and passionate about their art; tops who pour themselves into their bottoms, beat well, and create a dish as fiery as curry or as sweet as pie.

Dossie Easton and Janet W. Hardy
The New Bottoming Book

May 12, 2014


“Incredible change happens in your life when you decide to take control of what you do have power over, instead of craving control over what you don’t.”

(Steve Maraboli)
Life, the Truth, and Being Free.