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Saturday, 27 February 2010

I am in trouble.

I am in trouble. Merlot is promising some serious pain infliction and I am a little nervous! My first misdemeanour was my spellings. As you can see from this blog I am not the best speller in the world and Merlot is a stickler for doing things correctly. It is not my fault that I am so eager to write my emails / texts / blogs that my spellings go out of the window! He does require things done properly and my lack of ability to check my spellings is the cause of my rather sore behind today.
My second misdemeanour was very much my fault! You see we were out last night, in a rather interesting establishment, having a great time. There was rather a large ratio of gay men to anyone else but locked in the current conversation we didn’t really care. Things were going well, with intelligent conversation flowing (or at least I thought so!) Until I took off my scarf and revealed a rather exaggerated cleavage and whispered into his ear that I might just be wearing a corset underneath my dress. Things started to heat up on that sofa in the corner. I may have been a little naughty and had a fondle and a grope. I think that Merlot was the only male in the pub who was able to get a hard on by looking at breasts! So for my second punishment he made me squirm! I squirmed when he was kissing my neck at the bus stop. I squirmed when he was reaching into my knickers in the bar. I squirmed when he was biting my nipples while I was in a hogtie. And I really squirmed when he made me cum, for the third time!
I like being in trouble. I think I should be naughty more often.

Wednesday, 24 February 2010

Cum covered breasts

Not in the too distant past, a delightful gentleman (who was behaving in a delightfully ungentlemanly way) popped over to my empty London flat. With flatmates gone and a night of crap on the TV I thought that a little midweek play was in order. So Cognac paid me a visit. He bought gifts. Sadistically delightful gifts.

I greeted Cognac wearing very little, (well if I was going to play the slut role I may as well look like one). I had a lovely new little suspender belt, a particularly slutty corset and stockings and heels to finish the look off. Cognac was pleased with the ensemble, particularly as I had managed to 'forget' my knickers.

He produced a present, some very kinky red PVC bondage tape, something I have never tried. Taped to the chair was fun, he then proceeded to make me very immobile, and took away my sight. Now this was when I got fucking frustrated, my pussy dripping, and this is when Cognac's sadistic twin decided to rear his ugly face! So to feed my desire for some cock he thrust his in my mouth, not the result I was aiming for, but tied as I was there was fuck all I could do about it! That bondage tape is really rather effective!

Cognac eventually came, not in my pussy like I wanted but over my breasts. A rather unsatisfactory result but fun never the less.

Sunday, 21 February 2010

Fun and games.... yes please

I have just found this game, it looks great, I would love to play it sometime... any takers?!


P.S: I think I would like to lose, the winner gets to make the loser a prisoner for the day, could be a lot of fun.

Thursday, 18 February 2010

The importance of underwear

I was having a debate last night with a friend of the male species, I exclaimed at how important I found suspenders, corsets, matching bras and knickers and some lace topped stockings! He then went on to say that the suspender and stocking combo should be worn without knickers, something I hadn't contemplated, simply because when wearing such sexy underwear it usually means I am getting up to no good and thus getting turned on and we all know what happens when I get turned on!

I was having a similar conversation with my flatmate and some other girls over dinner and they all thought how strange it was that I enjoyed wearing these kinds of under garments, to be honest I find it strange that they don't wear such sexy peices when in the company of a male! Some girls really need a lesson in dressing for the delight of a man! I like to see what my outfits reduce men to, there is a nice bit of power in that, it's only later when the man has tied me and gagged me that the power exchange occurs!

Friday, 5 February 2010

Bike ride

My journey to and from work has started to become really quite enjoyable! I think it may be because I am feeling particularly turned on at the moment, but the cobbles and crooked paving slabs are proving rather pleasurable! My main problem is that once at work I am left with slightly damp knickers and the need to be tied, and fucked, this of course is quite a problem in the workplace!

But my journey home..... that just leaves me grabbing for my pink vibrating friend!


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Tuesday, 2 February 2010

Like many fine wines, once uncorcked and left to rest merlot really did help to unwind me. I now look forward to my next encounter with merlot, it promises to be quite the blog post!