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!
Sunday, 30 October 2011
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!
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!
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.
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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Apprihension
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......
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......
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