Currently looking for a houseboy via my Miss_Ingrid profile.

I love it !!

Lord Dunsany (1878-1957)

Robert Frost (1874-1963)

Life is good.

It seems life does indeed go on. My existence has changed beyond all recognition in the nearly six months since I finally cut the dead wood out of my life. It's been a bumpy ride but I can now say – in all honesty – life is good.

I've lost over 3 ˝ stone since then, which feels absolutely wonderful. I'd thought “my mojo” had died. I couldn't have been more wrong. My deviancy has re-emerged with a vengeance, accompanied by a voracious hunger for the carnal which I had thought was long gone. My desires have evolved somewhat and are leading me along rather different paths than was previously the case. It's all proving fantastically good fun.

So what do I want now ? Well, everything obviously, and why not ? Specifically I'm interested in exploring two particular scenarios:

1) A personal trainer Dom

I get the most amazing endorphin highs from exercise, and deep muscle aches make me absolutely swoon. How wonderful to combine the fabulous sadomasochistic pleasures of physical training with the hot Ds of a trainer who knows how to reward a good workout properly.

2) A switchy couple

I'm less clear on how this one might work for me, as I'm not actually bi nor have I ever fully subbed to a woman. I'm also far toppier than I am a bottom, but for some reason I can't fully explain this scenario intrigues me.

In the interest of full disclosure, I already have a number of highly amusing boys willing to put themselves in my hands, so I'm not interested in more.

I also have a new pervasive love in my life. Her name is Maisy Jayne. I shall be eternally grateful to the fabulous Steve and Maria (@S_and_M) for entrusting her to my care. As such, I am building up a small band of kinky pirates to rape and pillage along the Thames with me and my crew. Current members include Cap'n @Ascend, First Mate @TailsLondon and Cabin Boy @Ichigo. Aargh !!

I'M BACK.

I was honestly starting to wonder if we would only be able to close this chapter by killing each other.

But no, that's it. The last car load gone. Of course it's sad. In these nearly 4 1/2 years we've lived more than our fair share of mind-blowing highs and heart-breaking lows. It may have been many things, but it was certainly one hell of a ride. I wish you all the best you bloody great twit.

As this particular curtain closes, I bid you good night and leave you with this:

Rhet Butler, Gone with the Wind, 1939

I'm a very lucky girl to be part of the Crimson Crew, with all the parties full of filthy fun and mayhem that entails. I have a lot of truly fabulous friends and I absolutely adore them.

I'm newly single, having just ended a very tumultuous 3 1/2 year relationship with a fairly well known male sub. We still live together and are best friends, but are no longer in a full-on primary relationship.

One thing it has taught me is that life with a fully sub man will never be enough for me. I need a man who wants to be a man. Someone who wants to be with and fully enjoy a woman. I crave mind-blowing passion, not demanding neediness.

As such, I'm back on the prowl looking for regular NSA fun with a red blooded man who knows how to treat a woman. I'm happy to switch with the right person, but my ideas of fun inevitably involve having my hair pulled, being pushed to my knees, passionate kisses and being fucked senseless.

I'm a simple girl really

Ixx