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On Hands and Knees

Don't be afraid to crawl to get to your lifeline.
-Beaty Cooper

Amber Kaine
October 3, 2020
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Naughty Knots

Love Notes and Diamonds

we got to celebrate Love Note Day two days in a row, and I even got a diamond ;)

Amber Kaine
September 27, 2020
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photography

A Picture a Day

It's been difficult to to think of something erotic each day. I often don't feel confident when taking "sexy" photos.

Amber Kaine
September 26, 2020
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photography, submissive Journal

, these lyrics speak of the lust that is hard pressed to be contained when you meet someone you're attracted to. If that first hook-up should happen, things always seem tinted behind rose coloured glasses.

Amber Kaine
September 25, 2020
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Fiction

Gram’s Gift

I know that I will never sell this house, for all the memories it holds, and all the ones still to come. Mum wanted Grams jewelry, and I guess that’s for the best, some heirlooms have to be carefully passed on.

Amber Kaine
September 23, 2020
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Let's Talk About...

Scheduling Time for Intimacy

Intimacy is a feeling of mutual openness, vulnerability, and closeness experienced between two (but sometimes more) people. It is a connection that makes us feel like another accepts us and does not judge. It is invaluable to a healthy social life, a lasting relationship, and how you feel about yourself.

Amber Kaine
September 22, 2020
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Collaborations, Fiction

Mystery Fiction Relay-Part Seven: Rocks and Hard Places

He’s been writing about this case for years, keeping Susie’s death alive, his own memories alive. This was going to be his best article yet, about the impact on families and loved one’s when people were killed so violently. A good disguise if he says so himself. Being a newspaper reporter has served him well, many times.

Amber Kaine
September 20, 2020
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submissive Journal

Control my Climax

I had just finished yelling, screaming actually, “I’m going to come,” before having a third orgasm in as many minutes. The wand is still buzzing away happily somewhere around my very merry nether region. I’m so sensitive the location doesn’t have to be exact, only approximate. I love it but also hate it with a passion.