Friends, This is a unique one. I’m blasting The Bones by Maren Morris as I write this....if you don’t know it, get on Spotify and take a listen. There’s something about the sound, something about the message... I’m a person of many passions, many talents (or so I’ve been told). Writing has been a life [...]
RAF: The Sexiest Science
The woman that graces my blog today is a passionate badass on all things sex and science. She's devoted her time and efforts to quality, researched information on sex, sexual health, intimacy and quality sex products for women. When she isn't teaching others how to accept their bodies and increase their pleasure, she's defending women's [...]
RAF: No Sex Please – We’re British
It's such a pleasure to introduce this week's guest writer, Petra Pan. We started speaking early on in my blogging days; however, she has been killing it as an adult product/lingerie tester long before the Quean was born. Well, today she brings you the perspective of sexuality from the land of another known Queen - [...]
RAF: Reba Rose – Hoping Practice Makes Perfect
Every time I receive an email from this human - especially when there's a word doc attached to it - I get all giddy, for I know what I'm about to open will be profoundly moving. The best part is, she doesn't even mean to do it. Sometimes our truths are the most influential; sometimes [...]
Cuckquean Diaries: Crowned, Part II
Hearing another woman call my husband ‘Master’ had an impact as potent as hearing someone else tell him, “I love you.” It stung, felt foreign and insulting...yet, I couldn’t help but giggle. A lot, in fact. When she entered the room, wearing nothing but my collar, something inside of me twisted (even more so than [...]
RAF: When My Wife Came Out to Me…
I feel like I've introduced him a thousand times (and I never get sick of it)...but today, rather than me reiterating events, or lessons learned, he takes to the keyboard in his first ever guest post. A little funny, and very honest, without further ado, the love of my life, my rock, and the man [...]
Cuckquean Diaries: Crowned, Part I
I've never felt humidity like June in NYC. Climbing four flights of stairs to reach an apartment with no A/C seemed like a fate worse than hell - or at least, equivalent. Funny how it ended up being the second hottest memory from our time there... Master J and I spent most of our days [...]
