A while back my girlfriend (and owner) and I were on a flight together. She had a work thing and brought me along as her “purse boy,” which is exactly what it sounds like. I attend the event, I carry the purse, I stand where she tells me, and I try not to embarrass...

My husband has an ex. The woman he was with when he met me. They were not married, but it was serious. And yes, she was his Domme. Life has a funny way of looping back. Over the years, despite some early friction, she and I ended up building a relationship of our own....

Our gay neighbors are always out walking their little Keeshonds, rain or shine, morning and evening like clockwork. One afternoon I was in the garage, half distracted, organizing things I had no intention of actually organizing, when they wandered over to say hello. I...