A year ago I was on the exact same holiday - the same dates, even - unable to sleep for the entire trip, because I was beginning to realise that the feelings I had for the man I'd started seeing were a lot more serious than I'd bargained for.

I haven’t blogged in a while and posting a suggestive Sinful Sunday image felt like a nice way to ease back in! I’m currently on holiday, taking advantage of the sun and a massive bed that I have all to myself. A year ago I was on the exact same holiday – the same dates, even – unable to sleep for the entire trip, because I was beginning to realise that the feelings I had for the man I’d started seeing were a lot more serious than I’d bargained for.

Just like last year, I have the collar he gave me on my wrist and the first letter of his name (freshly) carved under my breast. And, just like last year, I am not allowed to masturbate the whole time I am away – which means I can’t mess up this gigantic bed quite how I’d like! But unlike last year, today I am cozy, content and confident in the way that I feel. Being in love doesn’t feel terrifying, although it still makes me heart race in almost the exact same way.

I would still like to wank, though.