Good Morning, I really enjoy your blog! Appreciate that it is intellectually interesting, arousing and not pornographic. And, of course, I am curious about the woman behind the cartoon image of the glasses wearing brunette with the key around her neck. Do the physical and long distance keyholding relationships with multiple men comprise your intimate relations or do you have personal relations with men (?woman) that do not involve chastity? I apologize for my anonymity. D
I do have many relationships with women and men. The relationship of friendship. But, yes, I also have relations with women and men. Let me break it down. I think this will be helpful to us all.
Guys, a girl needs friends. I know you donât. Or if you do, your definition of friendship is making a late-night taco run and playing Xbox until 3:00 AM whenever your buddy happens to be in town, then having no contact for the next four months. But a girl needs a different kind of friendship. She needs someone she can talk to regularly, even if just online. She needs someone who she can trust with her secrets and in whom she will confide gratuitously. She needs someone who sees life through the same lenses, even if itâs only sometimes. She needs someone who can give the hard feedback but in a way that is kind, reassuring and constructive. Some of these fiends are going to be guys, but most will be gals. Iâm speaking in generalities and projecting my own needs on my whole gender. Oh well! But for those of you who are always looking to help your ladies hereâs a tip: give them space to have their own friends and friendships. Trust me. Your caged cock will thank you.
I have some pretty amazing friends! Some Iâve grown up with, some are from my school days, some have lived with me and some live across the ocean. Iâd say itâs about half and half guys and girls.
I recently went camping in Joshua Tree and geyser hunting in Yellowstone with some of my closest pals. If you were at Newport last weekend you might have seen our bonfire on the beach (or Dockweiler last month). I love to do things and go places with by bosom friends but most of all I love to talk. I think my favorite part of our Yellowstone trip was staying up talking and snuggling on the couch until I could hardly keep my eyes open.
Stereotypical woman here: I need romance. I absorb it like tree leaves absorb sunlight. Looking forward to a romantic interlude motivates and energizes me. Reliving it over and over in my mind brings me joy. Most of my romance is with men which is the primary reason I call myself straight. This is where all my chastity play fits. Looking into those suffering eyes and adding more days is a form of romance to me. Holding your hand as we stroll along the boardwalk, knowing your heard and your cock are mine, is the pinnacle of courtly love.
I do also have romantic relationships with men that I donât lock up. A boyfriend now and then. But when a boyfriend gets too curious and starts wanting to know more and more about what I do with so many chaste guys, well, they usually end up locked. I do have hope of finding a man who is not destined for that fate. Not that there is anything wrong with being caged. Itâs just that I think Iâm a little bit exceptional in that department and I tend to, ahem, destroy my toys. Oops!
I love everyone. Sounds stupid but I do. I think I can even find a tiny warm spot for that murderer on death row or that evil dictator. It doesnât mean I approve, condone or even sympathize. I think I love like a child. Simply.
I have way more offers for sex from locked men that even you can imagine. (I know, you can imagine quite a lot.) I do like sex. I enjoy when a man goes down on me, when he lifts me in his strong arms, when he thrusts into me and keeps up a steady pace for a long luxuriously sweaty and loud session. No, not all of my chaste men get this privilege. Not even close. Not even close to close. But there are a few lucky ones. Intercourse makes me feel alive, beautiful, healthy, strong and passionate.
Pegging is a pastime of mine that never gets old. I like bondage, me being the warden of course. Whether itâs silk ties or hemp rope, I know my knots. Sensual massage is a favorite. I have a drawer full of toys, most of them gifts. Thatâs right above my entire cabinet of more toys. I have a little thing for sexually charged situations in public places and out in nature. And letâs not forget erotic hypnosis, the kinkiest kink of them all.
I reserve lovemaking for women, almost exclusively now days. Lovemaking, as distinct from sex, is an all consuming passion that engulfs me. I usually play a more aggressive role in lovemaking. (Hmm, is âpredatoryâ too strong of a word?) Lovemaking is psychological and often begins hours or days before the main event as passions simmer and boil over. Lovemaking involves cuddling for hours, light pecks as well as passionate necking. I use my tongue, lips and fingertips to explore and find ways to make her squeal that even she didnât know about. My main goals are to bring pleasure and climax over and over.
I sometimes have a problem blurring the lines between these types of relationships. My biggest sin is too easily moving between friendship and lovemaking then back again. I have no problem with it all but not everyone is like me, Itâs not uncommon for a friend to say, âWhat? But weâre just friends, right?â then say, âHow are you doing that? It feels so incredible! Never stop!â then say âWhat do you mean weâre friends? I thought you loved me! I was planning our lesbian wedding!â I really should learn my session.
What types of relationships do you have?
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