Love in the Time of leather

Love in the Time of leather

Love is a key component to life . Love is what binds us to our families and what makes us more than sociopathic apes.  love gives up strength in times of rial and gives us hope in times of loss. 

Romantic love is a human obsession. It is the stuff of storybooks and legend. It is hard to obtain and harder still to maintain. It roars like an inferno and settles to a warm hearth. In it’s best it makes life whole and in it’s worst begs our destruction. 

Add leather to it and it gets even more dicey.  Dominants and submissive, girls and Daddies, Masters and slaves all trying to create their romanticized version of a leather heaven. 

This is my journey into leather romance. It is filed with the wonderful, the erotic, the hedonistic and the bizarre. Where live monsters of skin,  devotes of dark desire and conosures of yummy pain. Watch where you walk and be sure you want to read what is written here. This is your only warning in here we are all naked, profane and profound. 

   

I will write what I want , when I want and how I want.  Read for enjoyment and content not for grammar and punctuation. i will write about my loves , erotic adventures , fantasies ,feelings, and theories in the BDSM and swing lifestyle. I will try not to boar or be redundant.