Scout lives deep in the USA, but she always finds time to text me the kinds of thoughts that hijack my brain. Texts about her latest knife-making workshop, or Georgia OโKeeffeโs retreat space, or gigantic boom box art installations sheโs working on, or (in yesterdayโs scenario) sapphic sexualized lactation.
She was texting a very gorgeous woman sheโd been flirting with, a toppy mommy type, already my ears were perked up for more juicy details. When she was threatened with a spanking, it was suggested that nursing would be the perfect aftercare. We discussed the inโs and outโs of this kind of intimacy, the buttons it pushed, but mostly the sheer hotness of being forced to suckle for comfort after being beaten. What a dichotomy, what a delicious mind fuck.

I feel so fortunate to have these connections, to come to mind when people tap into these kinds of kinks and intimacies. I love being a place where people can reveal their desires and curiosities. Scout is such a special person, Iโm glad that thanks to the graces of tumblr and the Internet, we found each other.