It's a new year, bright and shiny and brilliant like a glass ornament precariously dangling. Every night is long and cold. I want to feel a little fire with someone.

Tell me how you are. Tell me what's stirring inside the squeaky little attic in your mind. Bat away the cobwebs and sweep away the dust. I'm not looking for secrets, or darkness, or people who think this is some kind of invitation where I'm playing hard-to-get. Do you need more intellectual challenge out of your kink? Is it the intellectual fight serving as a stand-in for physical power? Are you after the mixed feelings that come with internalized patriarchy?

What this is: An invitation to talk about this kink with me, to talk about experiences, or what we want out of the future. This should be an organic discussion about feminism and ideology and how they related to D/s dynamics.

What this is not: You thinking oh this bitch just wants to be converted. I don't. Read the flair. I'm not looking for a thinly veiled excuse for you to bring up an obscure fetish I don't care about. I'm not here to discuss dicks I've touched or might touch.