Category: BDSM
It doesn’t take much.
I’m having a day. Coming out of my self-imposed isolation, I guess, and starting to feel the need for BDSM. Every single time I am surprised at reaching the 8 or 10 or 12 day mark and realizing this is a need. A fucking need. Half in jest I asked…
Tasks 7 & 8: Watersports
Two of my current tasks involve peeing. W and I are no strangers to the bizarre ways that pee-games affect me. He makes me drink his piss and he pisses on me, not frequently, but often enough to remind me that he can, and will, whenever he chooses. And honestly?…
Wanton Wednesday – Sex as a Weapon
The other day I talked about when he uses sex as a tool. Just another implement in his arsenal of toys, something to drive me into the space he wants me to go, to subjugate me, to make me that small, mindless, used girl at his feet. It’s an effective…
Insatiable
From my Fetlife updates a few minutes ago: “You’d think after 2 days & nights of play I’d be all content & stuff, but NO…I am jonesing BAD to get roughed up…slapped around…HURT. I wanna find that “puddle of goo” space & crawl inside it.” And: “…I want something a…
Hooray for Sexretary Day!
Today was Sexretary Day, which means I got to work from W’s home in slutwear, high heels, chains and tit collars. Hooray! Last night, W’s Sexretary was apparently drinking too much and let some corporate secrets out at the dinner she attended with him and the CEO’s of his competition.…
Sex as a Tool
Sometimes, you don’t need rope. Or handcuffs or whips or any other paraphernalia. Just hands, and a cock, and a voice. Oh, and piss helps too. Yeah, yeah, I said it. Such a disgusting thing, and yet, when I’m down there on my knees, looking up at him, and he…
Wanton Wednesday – Results
It seems like all I have time for lately is to post Wanton Wednesday’s. And those I can’t even get to on time. Well, if this is all I am posting, I guess I can make them good. This is from this past weekend. Actually the “grand finale,” so to…
Close Your Eyes and Think of England
I may not have shared this before, but W has that thing where he faints at the sight of needles. Baso-something? So you’d think he wouldn’t be my first choice of companions to take to the piercer’s for my new piercings. You’d be wrong. Of course, I had to ask…
Wanton Wednesday – And this is why I do it
I was searching though pictures for another post and I ran across these… God, seeing this I felt everything inside me clench and melt at the same time, a purely visceral, instinctual reaction, a knowing, that this is what it’s about for me, this space, this moment of release……
The Long Road Back
It’s funny the things that trigger us. The other day I was at W’s, working from home. It’s been so long since we’ve been kinky, and so long since I’d felt any rope on me, that I asked him to tie me a bit. Yeah, I asked him. We are…
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