My Blossoming Love Affair With Hemp Rope

Butchtastic Kyle in the Lightening Harness

I love the way it feels; soft and rough. I relish the thud as the loops fall to the ground. I enjoy the scent, though describing it...well, just stick your nose into it. It's intoxicating.

I enjoy the required patience; wrapping the rope just so, tying it off just right. My desire grows with the prolonged closeness to my partner, as I line it up just the way I want it; using it to be kind or cruel.

I delight the sense of ownership I have over my partners when they wear my rope.

I revel in the way it is both useful and beautiful, adding an element of Hidur mitzvah to my practice of tying, bringing an air of divinity to what I do.

FWB

Friends with benefits...like the only benefit a friend could offer is sex. WTF?!

Friends are treasures; each one unique, each one beautiful, each one lovable. If you  don't think this about your friends, then get a new perspective or new friends.

Friendship is so versatile. Friends are confidants, partners in crime, chosen family, co-parents, lovers, travel partners, and the list goes on. Ideally, I think all adult relationships should be friendships. My expectations of friendship are more realistic than the expectations I have had of family and life partners.

So in short,  FWB is either too vague or completely insulting.  Why not try saying "sex with friends?"

An Incomplete Description

I'm nice.
I'm bratty, too.
I want to explore my masochism, because pain makes me cum. 
I want to explore my sadism, because it makes my cunt slickery.
I'm on my way to becoming a joyous slut.
I want to boss you while you fuck me.
I want to break my nails as I claw my orgasm out of your skin.
I want to swallow your butch cock as you fuck my face. 
I want to look like we just left Fight Club after we have sex.
I'm a fan of play and sex, in the same scene.
I'm a very good girl.
I'm a very dirty girl, too.