Category: Sex
Foreplay and Afterplay
Playing makes me horny. Getting tied up, getting beat, getting slapped and kicked and thrown around and hit with whips and called names and pissed on and humiliated and pinched and hurt–it all makes me want to get fucked. Preferably several times. Having sex makes me horny. The more sex…
A Different Kind of Masturbation
I reach down between our sweat-slickened bodies and grasp his cock; the shaft warm, wet and thick in my hand. He’s been fucking me all morning, and was just about to pull away, but I’m not ready yet. I pull him closer by his cock, until he is nestled again…
First Orgasm
Once upon a time W put me in a cage and told me to write a list of all the men I have had sex with. The result was a list of ~50 men, written on a couple sheets of lined paper, that ended up in my computer bag, folded…
Creepy or Romantic/Sexy?
It began as the opening post of a thread on Fetlife. Edited a bit, it went like this: I commonly see submissive women add things along the lines of ‘just take me and do what you want with me’ to their kinks. They profess that the idea of a Dominant…
Seduction
Before I even opened my suitcase I knew what I would find: the bottle of my “Special Date” lotion had broken open on its flight home and spilled inside the protective bag I put all my liquids in when I travel. And of course, just the smell of it was…
That Girl
A couple of weeks ago I went on one of my special (W-mandated) dates. This is how the date started: I left work (only a little past the time when I should have) and got my fuck-me pumps out of the trunk of my car. After changing into this more-appropriate…
Tool
“Are you disappointed when your man doesn’t come?” was asked on Fetlife discussion recently (paraphrased by me.) This is a topic I have thought a lot about, and W and I have talked about. He has many tools, and his cock is one of them. He tells me he wants…
More Cage-Fuckery
So this was going to be one of those sweet, tender posts, where I tell all about the sweet side of my relationship with W, and how we had this loving moment before I drove him to the airport, and how much I adore him and already miss him and…
Pretty Girl, Dirty Girl
Tonight I will go out to dinner with Ad. I will wear a white and black party dress with velvet cut-outs and a wide, black bow. It’s a sweet dress, not my usual vampy type of dress, a “pretty girl” dress. And I will be a pretty girl, out on…
Desire
Desire–what fuels it and feeds it, fans its flames or dampens it, drives us mad with lust or turns us cold–is a strange thing. Fickle or demanding, imperious at times, ephemeral and fleeting at others. I myself have odd, disjointed fantasies, many of which I’d not care to share with…
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