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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!