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.

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......

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.

Why?

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!

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!

New blog discovery

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

http://littlelolasblog.tumblr.com/

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!