Feb 112009
 
{note: This is not for HNT and there will not be any HNT this week}

He had me mark myself for him. Branded, I suppose. “This hole is for Master to cum in” was written on my thigh for him to see. “R’s Whore” written in another spot.

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When I see him, I know he’ll write on me. He has said he’ll do it in black permanent marker. A “tramp stamp” across the small of my back. Filthy words for him to see as he’s fucking me. What will he write?

For His use only

Cum Slut

If found, return to R ok maybe not…heh

When I return home that night to my partner, I will whisper to him the slutty filthy things I did, that were done to me; he’ll see the words and take his own turn claiming my cunt.

I will wear the words in secret for days until they disappear on their own. I don’t know how long it will take for permanent marker to wash off, but I suspect it’s at least a few days.

I don’t know what else he might write. Any ideas? What would you write, be it on me or on your own slut?

Jan 172009
 

 


As soon as I received the first bondage rope to review from Sextoy.com, I realized that…..I don’t quite know what to do with it. The proper way, I mean. And there IS a proper way. You have to make a few passes with the rope, make sure the band of ropes is flat, etc so that the pressure from the ropes is distributed over a larger area than just the width of the single strand of rope. It’ll hurt less and be more safe – less chance of cutting off circulation and so on.

The first book I picked to review is Bondage for Sex, Vol. 1. It’s soft-cover but the cover is thick and protection. The pages are heavy and glossy. Every tie is shown in color photos of models that seem…um well, awfully hairless. I mean, everywhere except their head, lol. Just an oddity I picked up on.

How well you’re going to master or even understand a tie depends on you, mostly. I did find myself getting confused at times with this book, either in their explanation or the fact that the next photo skipped a bunch of steps. That’s not always the case with the photos, sometimes there are more than others. I guess they can’t show a photo for each major step, or it would be too much.

There’s a range of ties shown in the book from the basics to things moderately advanced. The models are all pretty thin, and so the length of rope required for the tie will vary. There were one or two male-centric ties shown, but most were either done on female or specifically for females. I personally would want to see more done on male models, ones that are specific to men, greater variety.

All in all, it’s a really nice, pretty book. The high-quality color photos is a big help when you compare them to a book that might use cheaper matte paper and black and white photos.

 

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Jan 112009
 

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There is a way to catapult me over the line of neutrality straight into submission. If done right, the shift is immediate.

Two years ago there was a young man I was briefly involved with who was a switch. I knew he was capable of being very submissive and downright dirty, but his attitude was full-on toppy brat. I loved it. I was working my way to getting into my dominant side, but he pulled a move that had never been done before to me and the effect was astounding. He kissed me – great kisser, that boy – a hard, deep kiss and his hand went to the back of my head. His fingers pushed against my scalp, through my hair, at the nape of my neck. His fingers full of as much hair as he could get, he closed his hand into a fist and firmly pulled. It was the hottest thing ever and boom – I felt submissive. I never was able to get back into the dominant frame of mind with him, and that’s what he wanted from me – my dominance. We had fun hanging out, making out, but it never went very far because of the D/s stalemate.

I’ve been with a handful of guys since then and I find it funny that very few could do the hair pulling trick as well as the original. There is a specific way so that it is arousing and firm but not sharp and “ow you’re pulling my hair out by the root”. In the middle, at the bottom, with fingers spread so that a large area is being pulled when your close your hand to a fist, you should grab it as close to the root as possible. All of that is needed for it to be a successful move.

When it is done correctly as I am being kissed, and therefore not aware of it until it happens, the effect is obvious and immediate. A moan and a whimper, my knees might buckle a bit, and the jolt of arousal is so swift and sharp that the breath is nearly knocked out of me. I am like a puppet, and that spot directly controls my cunt. I feel it there as much as at the juncture of fingers and hair.

But this is not the only moment to use this move on me………

As I am being fucked from behind it serves as the reins to pull me back closer to your mouth, so that you may growl filthy words in my ear.

As I am sucking your cock, so that you may guide my speed and rhythm.

As I am kneeling before you, so that you may force me to look up at you.

As your lips are travelling over my body, so that you may have better access to another spot that sets me on fire……..which I’ll tell you about another time.

Dec 212008
 

We lay, presumably asleep, in the dark room. Side by side, intimately close, bare skin brushing bare skin as we turn and toss in slumber. We never bothered to dress for sleep. Too exhausted from hours of debauchery in this room to care about something as silly as clothing for sleep. The room is mostly quiet save for the low hum of the fan. I wake once again but this time my ears catch a sound. A wet sound. Remaining still so as to not disturb, I open my eyes and look for the source of the erotic sound. I then notice the faint sensation of her right arm moving slightly against my left arm.

She has pushed the sheet down her body. I can see her pale skin in the dark – and I see her hand on her pussy as she fingers her clit. She makes no sound but for jagged breathing. Immediately I am wet, my cunt tingly and throbbing with arousal. I turn my head to look at her face and I let my fingers move against her so that she will realize I am awake. Our sleepy eyes meet but she does not stop what she’s doing.

My mouth craves skin and I dip my head to her shoulder. A kiss. A gentle bite. More…My lips travel to her nipple. A kiss. A not-so gentle bite. My own fingers trail down to relieve the ache, dip into dripping wetness. Not enough……not enough. I quietly push the sheet away from me as I reach for the bottle of lube.  I squirt a large amount on to my palm and then unceremoniously smear it on her upper thigh. I straddle her thigh and start to firmly grind my pussy against her. She pauses only to change hands, and I grab her now-free right hand and bring her soaked fingers to my lips to clean her off. She pulls free from my mouth after a minute and trails her slick fingers down my breast, finally to my nipple – she grabs it. Pulls.

It is the low moan elicited from that action that causes him to stir from the other side of the bed.

Through a sleepy haze he watches. I yank the sheet off his body entirely and watch his cock quickly harden. My right hand still slippery from lube, I wrap it around his cock with a firm grip as I stroke. He lays propped up on his side to watch us.

Her left hand rubbing her pussy. Her right hand tugging my nipple. I am now grinding my clit so hard on her thigh that I briefly wonder if I am hurting her, but I don’t quite care. She is first to orgasm. As I grind against her, and watch her body jerk in spasms, I am entranced. In short order I feel my own rolling forth. I reserve some concentration for his cock, never wavering in my ministrations. He watches us and while he seems passive, I see his eyes close in pleasure for brief seconds. He let us have our moment with each other, but I am ever mindful of my place. For as much as she is my (our) toy to use for tonight, I am His to use and I don’t  forget that. Not in this moment, not ever.

As she and I come down from our orgasms, trying to catch our breath, I feel his cock expand and hear him groan. No, I never forgot myself, and had kept up a mostly steady rhythm. Faster now, to push him over the edge; both hands slickly sliding over his cock. He comes all over us both. Not much by this time around but enough.

He yanks me off of her and towards him, while she moves over to my old position in bed. He kisses me – at first rough and claiming, then tender and sleepy. He bites my bottom lip; there is an intimate pause between us before he whispers my instructions.

“Clean each other up and then get to sleep, dammit. It’s 4 a.m.; we have a long day ahead of us and I’m tired.”

I just smile to myself and say “Yes, Sir”.

Dec 132008
 

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Double Slapper

I wanted something to deliver a smack, a slap, that was travel-size. Many paddles that I’ve seen so far on sextoy.com were bigger than my current toy storage bag could handle (hopefully this will be changing soon – the bag). I liked the idea of the two pieces of leather for an “extra audible sound”

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Dec 062008
 


Black Suede Flogger |

When I chose the flogger, I chose it because it is simple. Kinda small, easily could fit into my current toy storage bags. It’s not big and bad, and it’s a material of flogger that I’ve not tried before.

When I first received it, I was a bit underwhelmed. It’s -really- simple. But then I used it. And I looked it over more, and felt it and fell in love with it. Seriously? This is a really great quality flogger.

It is basically 5 strands of 1/2″ wide black suede, folded over a metal O-ring and then the handle is made by the top ummm 10″ I think (lost my ruler) being wrapped spiral-like and then there is a plastic/rubber/ I don’t know “sleeve” over that wrapped portion that is shrink-wrapped I guess, to protect the wrapped end and make for a nice handle. Since the strips are continuous up over that metal ring…they’re not going to ever fall out. This flogger appears to be able to withstand many years of use. It’s affordable, too. I’ve looked at other, more fancy, floggers. They appear to have a handle that is pretty, and the flogger strands are likely glued into that. To ME that seems like it could come apart eventually with heavy use or accidental improper storage. This flogger won’t do that.

I like this flogger. Perhaps a bit too much. I have only tried it out on one partner and while his pain tolerance is certainly more than mine…..well, perhaps it’s not his pain tolerance at fault but my seriously sadistic streak. I really get off on flogging/whipping. Perhaps it’s the fact that my body can really get into it – with the suede flogger I can hit a little  harder. This flogger fueled this fantasy, and if things go my way….it won’t stay fantasy for very much longer. Yes, boys and girls…..my dominant side is rising up more and needs to be sated.

It’s funny….flogging and whipping and paddling are things that I really get into, being on the delivery end. But many other sadistic treasures I just cannot dish out. Why? I’m terribly squeamish. Really bad. Seeing the skin all purple-red while trapped in tight rope bondage and in suspension…gah. Nipple clamps? Can’t look. I won’t even get into the more extreme things like needle play and other skin things. *shudders* But oh….oh my can I get into flogging.