Tag Archives: V

Morning Drive

Sep 23, 2016 | Posted by in Kinky Stuff | 8

(This morning.) Him: Are you in traffic? Me: (wondering why he wants a traffic report) A little bit, but mostly it’s moving along well… Him: Good. Hike your skirt up over your thighs. Me: Um. Okay… Him: Now put your fingers in your pussy and keep them there until you arrive at work or I tell you otherwise. Me: (realization dawning) Umph. (Some time later.) Me: Um. There’s a bus next to me. The driver can look down and see that my skirt is hiked up! Him: Are you at a stoplight? Me: Yes. I’m holding my arm across my lap so she can’t see what I’m doing! But I can’t take my hand away from my pussy because she’ll see me move it and know what I’m doing! Him: Good. I haven’t told you to stop – so you shouldn’t be moving your hand anyway. Keep it up, kitty.Read more …

Morning Punishment

Sep 9, 2016 | Posted by in Kinky Stuff | 1

Is there anything better than, first thing in the morning before you’ve even properly awoken, being dragged down to the basement by your hair to have your punishment meted out with paddle and strap? “What did you do wrong? What did you forget yesterday? Tell me why you are being punished.” All while the paddle meets your soft, sleepy flesh, and your mind struggles to cohere itself, and really the most you can get your mind to think (at 5:45 a.m.) should be “Coffee? Where is coffee?” instead of “I forgot to bring the EAK (Emergency Anal Kit, an item that is always supposed to be with you) to work…” Because really, you couldn’t even remember what the EAK was five minutes before. Mmm, nope, it doesn’t get much better than that. Well, okay, maybe it does.  There’s the journey back up the stairs, with his hand rubbing and pinchingRead more …

Catching Up

Author’s note: I’ve started and stopped this post so many times, written and pondered and wanted to finish it and not done so time and again. I finally gave it up as too long ago to matter, but now here I am again, though the “why” I’m back revisiting family relationships and dynamics is different: I’m staying at my mom’s this week to keep her company while my stepdad goes back East to sit vigil on his youngest sister, who has been in a coma since a heart attack last week, and who was diagnosed with inoperable, stage 4 lung cancer the month that this trip happened. I had never met her before this and now…I have bonds to this family that weren’t mine until this trip. I’m struggling to disentangle my feelings about it all. So this post begins with my musings from yesterday about all this, and thenRead more …

Emotional Flotsam

Jul 26, 2016 | Posted by in Being Poly, Life Before | 1

We’ve been going through a difficult time. I’m calling it growing pains – at nearly a year, many relationships go through a bout of it – but it could quickly devolve into a growing break if the issues are not addressed and resolved. Feeling restricted from writing here doesn’t make it any easier, as this was always my way of processing and finding resolution – and peace – with what are often roiling, uncomfortable, loud, disagreeable emotions. I don’t like being in the midst of that storm any more than the people around me enjoy being buffeted by it, and being able to write through the part where I want to stand up and scream my confusion, fury and distress has been my safety valve. I wondered recently why I never seemed to go through what I have put my loved ones – V in particular, but everyone is affectedRead more …

Sweet Torment

Jun 29, 2016 | Posted by in Kink of the Week, Kinky Stuff | 5

“Here, let me show you,” he said, and took a length of twine, deftly wrapping it tightly around his scrotum, then between his testicles, and up, to encircle his already-jutting penis, before handing me the loose ends of rope. I looked from my hand to his face, then down at the prize I’d – he’d – captured. Captured and handed to me. I never thought I’d be in that position. Never thought I’d be writing about it here. What does a very-bottomy, very-sexually submissive woman know about CBT – cock and ball torture? What would I want to know? But then I gave the rope a little tug, licked the tip of his engorged, purple head, and looked up into his face – and what I saw there made me rethink this whole “torture” thing. What I saw in his face was a fierce pleasure – almost pain – anRead more …

Re-Combobulation

Jun 18, 2016 | Posted by in Kinky Stuff, Relationship Stuff | 0

Pants around my ankles, legs spread wide around the seat of the toilet, fingers on my clit, the words and images of the dirty, taboo fantasy he and I share dancing in my mind, driving me forward to the edge – Whereupon I teeter, biting back a gasp and a whimper, my fingers straining to keep up their tempo, to drive me over the edge…   Except no. That was not what I had been told to do. My instructions were to get there and STOP. I pull my fingers away as though burned. I don’t want to make yet ANOTHER punishment-worthy mistake. That’s right, this was a punishment. And he was making me do it at work! I’ve never been someone that enjoys edging (pushing myself to the edge of orgasm, but then denying it. Sometimes over and over.) Rather, I have found it frustrating in a not-good way.Read more …

More Words & a Boobday!

Jun 9, 2016 | Posted by in Boob Day, Kink of the Week, Relationship Stuff | 0

“Every time you go pee today, I want you to write one letter of the word “slut” on your skin. Somewhere it won’t be seen by others, but that you’ll know it’s there, and every time you see it you’ll know you’re doing it for me, because you’re mine.” ********************************************* Sometimes I start these blog posts with this wide story-arc in mind…I’m going to start here and talk about this, and it’s going to tie into Wicked Wednesday, or Sinful Sunday, or Masturbation Monday or the Kink of the Week, and then it’s going to go here and there and I’ll talk about this and that, and then I’ll finish with a flourish in this other post that I have in mind, coming full circle and tying everything together perfectly! Some days, like Monday, I miss the boat entirely. But then you get random titty pictures! Okay, okay, it’s notRead more …

Me, V and the Sleeve

May 16, 2016 | Posted by in Kink of the Week, Masturbation Month, Sinful Sunday | 4

Introducing V – sort of. Masturbation toys aren’t only for women. We played with one of V’s the other day, a gel-like sleeve with “pearls” inside for additional stimulation. It wasn’t a wholly successful masturbation session with the toy, as it proved to be too tight to provide him with the right kind of stimulation, but damn his cock looks beautiful in it!     Sinful Sunday is all about the image! Click the lips below and find a whole lot more sinfulness going on…      

Fill my mouth

Feb 18, 2016 | Posted by in Kinky Stuff | 5

If you’ve read me for any length of time, you’re probably well aware that I have something of a mouth fetish. (“Something” of a mouth fetish. Ha. Understatement much?) Fingers, tongues, cocks, gags, toys…being held, being slapped, made to gag, made to swallow, made to choke and gasp and spit…it’s all good. Better than good. It’s stupifyingly hot and is a consistent source of arousal, both in fantasy and in reality. Oddly enough, as many times as my mouth has been used and abused for pleasure, either mine or another’s, as many times as I’ve swallowed cum and spit and piss, as many times as I’ve had fingers, toys, alcohol, cocks, gags, clothes pins, rope and other things shoved in it, I’ve never never had it simply filled with semen. Until the other night. But wait, I’m getting ahead of myself. Drinking my Owner’s cum came at the end ofRead more …