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Tuesday, 27 December 2011

Some great vintage bondage

Just found this little treat and felt I should share it. I do adore the black underwear, red ball gag and White rope, a classy bondage look I feel. And what a little predicament...!,,end=1325034631/buffer=450K/speed=83200/reftag=392380/1/xh/4/489282.mp4

If the link doesn't work, just go to xhamster.com and search 'just bondage smg' that should show it! Think of it as a late Christmas pressie!


Sunday, 13 November 2011

Elust is here... And I appear!

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A Feminist Defense of Consensual Nonconsent - How does a woman who identifies as a feminist reconcile her desire to submit to her partner during sex? Being somewhat new to kink, I had some trepidations about how submission seemingly went against my ethics.

Intimates - As the evening drew on, I felt like the sexiest woman alive. It’s strange to describe it this way, but I actually felt brimming with a sort of sexual energy. A lustiness, a sexiness, an allure and a desire all at once.

Tightest Space - I'm paying close attention to your moans, and I stop whenever it feels like it might be too much. But the incredibly tight feeling of your ass gripping my cock is so delicious that I need to get all the way in.

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Sex and Heart Attacks
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Public Exposure: The Third Birthday Fantasy
Scammers come in different flavours
When Submission is a Dry Biscuit

Erotic Writing

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6-Some Fun
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Sunday, 30 October 2011

Kinky Halloween

I think that Halloween is a massive excuse for people to explore their kinky side. This year there is leather, whips, cages and corsets everywhere you look, and that is just on the X Factor! Don't get me wrong, I love it, such a wonderful reason to dress provocatively in public without getting too many strange looks, it's just that I wish there were more excuses to dress like that at other times during the year.

So for now I shall carry on enjoying this kink-in-your-face, and just imagine that there are a lot more kinky people out there, with the same love of corsets and rope, they just don't show it as much as me!

Saturday, 29 October 2011

So sexy it hurts

It turns out fetish is in fashion! Oh good, nothing I love more than corsets, masks and leather.

In fact I saw a huge evidence of this at a Halloween ball last night. There was a kink room complete with whipping bench and St Andrews cross, many corsets, leather and PVC outfits and I got to wear suspenders, a very tight corset and high heels all night, and felt right at home..... Wonderful!
A great party by the Last Tuesday Society, I cant wait for their next event!

Tuesday, 25 October 2011

That tingly feeling

It has been a while since I have been on a first date, certainly a first date that got me excited! I went on one last night and just thinking about it now makes me get that tingly feeling.

We met outside the tube, wandered to a bar where he bought a bottle instead of just a glass, a promising start! Polite niceties ensued, always with a kinky undertone, just the way I like it!

We then went on to a great little underground cocktail bar, with wonderfully kinky corseted chairs, a perfect kinky first date venue! He proceeded to ply me with very yummy cocktails but it was when we went for a cheeky cigarette that he started to show his dominant side. It was a grab of the back of the head on the way back down the stairs, a lean in for the kiss, and as I flirtingly pulled away he grabbed my hair and pulled me to him, grabbing my wrist with his other hand.

On the way home he pulled me into an alley, pulled both hands behind my back with one of his and explored my body with his other hand. His grip was very hard, usually I can wriggle free, but not this time. I certainly knew who was boss and despite my pleas to stop, I was rather enjoying it. And the bite mark on my cleavage is a rather sore reminder of our first date. A quick kiss at the station and I hoped he didn't see the grin on my face as I made my way down the platform towards my train!

Friday, 21 October 2011

My poor derrière

Well as promised, hard to get the angle right, but still some marks visible! And you should know that she had a real aim on her!

Tuesday, 26 July 2011

Red lips and white rope

Well the evening that held so much anticipation was indeed a huge success. I was right to feel nervous, on arrival we chatted over a few glasses, well it was more me sitting apprehensively and them talking about a variety of subjects. I was squirming in my seat by the time the decided we should go upstairs for another drink.
Walking to the lift I noticed how tall and slender she was, Bordeaux had told me about how gorgeous she was but in the flesh she held a wonderful air of sensuality and sexuality. She had a very lovely pair of heels on and shocking red lipstick. I have never kissed anyone with lipstick on before, by the end of the night I was wearing her lipstick all over my body.

He started out by getting me to sit on a chair, now I know I claim to be submissive but sometimes, when I am being told what to do I find orders hard. On this occasion I found orders hard, but when I was told that it would be a long long time before I came if I did not oblige, I started to listen.

The teasing seemed endless. I was the object of inspection, the the object of instruction while he taught her how to tie a variety of knots. A wrist cuff behind my back, attached to the feet and then the paddle was used on me, all in the name of instruction I was told!

After some more teasing, fondling and writhing around with each other, more instruction ensued and I was yet again a silenced (gagged) instructional object. I was fine with this, knowing that eventually they would untie me and follow through properly. But instead of doing that, I was tied in a frog like position, paddled and left on the bed while they fucked, right beside me. I have never ever been so frustrated. Lying there, not able to tell them what I thought of them at the precise moment (which was probably for the better) and listening to them enjoy each other and there was absolutely nothing I could do about it. Frustrating yet unbelievably sexy.

Once ungagged and released I then realised that women are really quite incredible at giving head, or this woman was. She made me come over and over, like rushing waves. Bordeaux just sat there, entranced. My memory of the whole affair is a little hazy, after what I went through, but I do know that she was between my legs for over an hour. By the end I was a mess. I have never come quite like that, really amazing.

I left a little while later, with a sort pussy, rope marks around my limbs and a very large grin on my face. A great way to spend an evening in central London.

Sunday, 17 July 2011

Just found this....

Thanks to the wonderful EmmaBound for posting this.... a stunning bit of 80s bondage. My particular favorite is the time lapse shot shown but a vintage plastic alarm clock. It just shows that you don't need modern bondage poses and different ties, the old ones are the best!

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I have spoken of being excited about a meeting with the delectable Bordeaux before, but it is always different when there is someone else invited!

This time I am positively squirming, he has invited Mrs T along, who is apparently exploring her kinky Domme side, hence the reason I have been summoned, which I am totally fine with!

I haven't felt in the mood recently but since my little invite to an exclusive party for 3 I am more than ready for some kinky fun!

I shall keep you posted......

Sunday, 22 May 2011

Little Red and her Wolf

I will never again be able to read the story of Little Red Riding Hood without thinking dirty thoughts... oh great, is there nothing left that is sacred.

Monday, 16 May 2011


I am very confused and needed to share with someone, so thought that I would share with my trusty blog. I am confused and hurt. I thought that we had fun, connected and shared some fantastic kink and I thought that we would share more. But alas it was not to be and I am left feeling a little bemused at the whole thing.

All it takes is a little communication, I just hate being left to guess what someone might be thinking. I am a person too with feelings and even though I am outwardly strong, things sometimes rest uneasily on my heart.

Lets hope that I one day find someone who will want to communicate with me and share experience, more than just once! Until that time I suppose I shall just have to carry on enjoying life.

There... that's better, thanks for the offload little blog! I promise I shall be back soon with more exciting tales of kink!

Sunday, 8 May 2011

I hate not getting my own way...

And Brut knew this and totally exploited it. He said no to me, then made sure I knew who was boss... and I kind of loved it!

It was a great evening, in a trendy bar in Central London, with lots of gorgeous people around drinking expensive drinks. Brut leaned over and gave me a long lingering kiss, he then whispered in my ear that we should leave and go back to mine. So being the kind of girl I am, I made a dash for the exit with him in tow and we got back to mine in record time!

Brut had been listening to me moan about not being tied tightly, or certain guys being a little crap with their rope skills, so he decided to prove a point. And he did this by using as much rope as he could get his hands on. He managed to prove his point, and when he had me begging for it he simply gagged me and left me to stew a little longer.

He eventually made me cum, hard, but I really wanted a good fuck. Which he denied me. Then when I thought that I would get a good morning fuck, he once again tied me, this time in a tight hogtie and left me to stew. Again I didn't get me own way, begged and moaned a bit and he gagged me with a light ring gag and left me. Not a fuck in sight... and I asked him why (well i mumbled why) and he said because I was far to used to getting my own way and I wanted it and so he wouldn't give it to me.

He really knows how to push my buttons and this is seriously irritating.... we will have to see if i can get my own way next time! I will be working on it!

Monday, 18 April 2011

New blog discovery

I was recently pointed in the direction of a new blog by the great Little Lola...


She has an exquisite taste in kinky porn and I have spent some time now looking through her plethora of images she collects from the wonderful world of the web.

I am a fan... that is all.

Also, I am dying for some good kinky sex...... so watch this space, I am sure I will update more another time, it has after all been a while, but the sun is out and I have a new corset to try, so we shall see!

Sunday, 27 March 2011

Sleeping in Rope

Sauvignon took me out into the centre of town recently. It was a fantastic evening with delicious food, wonderful flirting and one of the best theatre productions I have seen in a while. We went to The Hurly Burly show, a cabaret burlesque performance starring Miss Polly Rae, a wonderfully sexy woman. The costumes alone made me wet. There were corsets galore, and we all know my passion for corsets, the stockings and suspenders were covered in glitter and jewels and after that performance I really need to get some nipple tassels!
Anyway, after Sauvignon playing with me the whole was through the performance I was suitably horny and wound up by the time we got back to mine. It didnt take long before I was squirting all over my bed. We decided to experiment with being tied, nothing too tight, hands in cuffs and ankles in rope while I slept. I didnt think that I would sleep like that, but after coming once more I was ready for sleep. I enjoyed the feeling, it wasnt the most comfortable sleep, but sleeping in rope is something I would love to do again...... maybe an even more restricting position next time?!

Saturday, 12 March 2011

Online dating... kinky style!

I am a member of a few kinky 'dating' sites and I find them fascinating places to be! I would much rather meet a guy through the 'normal' routes, for example through friends or in a bar, but there are obvious problems with that. I find kink far too important in a relationship so would need to find someone who has similar extra-curricular hobbies!

Anyway, this is why I am on these sites, but they really are full of some very strange and interesting characters. People to send messages saying 'kneel bitch', really, do they think they will get a reply? So very strange. Just because a girl likes to be tied or calls herself 'submissive' this does not mean that she is not a fan of wining and dining. In fact, I much prefer a man who is charming and complimentary and kind and gentle, but has a hidden dominant side.

I really do find these sites strange and some of the people i meet...... well, they should just learn that a woman likes to be treated with respect, even though she is kinky! Take a hint boys!

Sunday, 6 March 2011

It's in his kiss....

I think that a lot can be said about a first kiss. In fact I base most dates success rate on the first kiss. If there is a spark and my tummy does a little flip then it was a good date! If the kiss lingers a little longer, then his kissing travels to my necks, well that just gives me wet knickers....

I have a thing about my neck being kissed, and Brut discovered this and had me wriggling all bloody night! I am sure I can get my own back eventually!

Sunday, 20 February 2011


I love aching, aching from sex in particular is a great kind of ache.
Aching from having the spreader bar tied to my feet then legs pulled tight above my head to the bed head.
Aching from having my arms pulled behind my back and attached to a chair.
Aching from having my corset pulled so tightly.
Aching from having my clit rubbed so hard I became totally oversensitive and couldn't come anymore .... which never happens!
Aching from having my arms pulled over my head and tied tight.
Aching from having my pussy rammed over and over.
And aching from riding him.

As I said I love aching because it just reminds me of what happened on the previous evening!

Tuesday, 8 February 2011


I am currently really wanting sex. I am lying in my beautiful bed, alone and just desiring to be touched, fondled, played with and kissed. I want to be naked and explored, devoured and desired. I want to suck and lick and be flicked and fucked. I want to orgasm until there is nothing left to give.

Just thought I would share my wanting...... Lets hope I get what I want soon!

Friday, 4 February 2011

Bring your sadistic twin

I had texted him and said that I was horny as hell and in need of rope. So he said that he would bring along his sadistic twin, which he did. I greeted him at the door and without a word we went to the bedroom. He tied my arms, put a rope on my collar and tied it to the bottom of the bed so that I couldn't move from my knees. He then gave my ass a good seeing to. And again without words he attached my nipple clamps onto my delicate pussy lips.

After all this treatment, I came, really really hard. It didn't take long.

The afternoon we along in a similar manner. Me being tied, frog-tie, breast tie (which we worked out made my unsensitive nipples a lot more sensitive!) and many other interesting positions. Then he went down on me, while I was tied in an uncomfortable manner to my own bed. Arms up, legs to each other and fully exposed. This way, after many mind-blowing orgasm's, I managed to come again, and this time I squirted all over my sheets. Brilliant.

After forcing his cock in my mouth before I was allowed to get rid of him, I knew that his sadistic twin had visited that afternoon, and I thoroughly enjoyed his company!

Sunday, 16 January 2011

Rope, rope everywhere!

I had a very interesting experience today, I went with K to the Peer Rope workshop in London. It is the first time that I have done something like that, and for someone who thinks about bondage as much as me, I was surprised to find myself not particularly turned on. I thought that I would be like a dog on heat all afternoon, with the possibility of being tied and dominant men and rope everywhere. It was not at all like that. It was more like leaning how to tie knots, which is good but I don’t really care, it is about me being tied not learning how to tie. Saying that I did learn some good things so maybe next time I am having a little kinky sex I will have to try being a little dominant.

Saying that it was a great place to meet people, especially guys! I think I got chatting to a couple of the only half decent men there, there were some very interesting people about. There was one couple who decided to try and use all the rope they had brought and have a fairly intense looking time in the corner – it just didn’t turn me on the way I thought it would! I had my eyes out on stalks, it was a fascinating place to be and I am glad I went, I will probably go again.... maybe with one of the guys I met today!

I will keep you posted about that.....