Monthly Archives: September 2017

ELUST 98 – hot blogs

Welcome to Elust 98

The only place where the smartest and hottest sex bloggers are featured under one roof every month. Whether you’re looking for sex journalism, erotic writing, relationship advice or kinky discussions it’ll be here at Elust. Want to be included in Elust #99 Start with the rules, come back October 1st to submit something and subscribe to the RSS feed for updates!

Continue reading


Last time I tried to drill down into what it meant to me to play a BDSM session with Elita’s man, Molly, the lovely and wonderful doyenne of sex blogging suggested it was something I was only beginning to explore and would come back to. Well she was right, because here I am; coming back to it.

Continue reading


There’s a place I go when I’m beaten, a place deep inside myself, a refuge. There’s a sense of quite deliberately diving down to it early in the session. I allow my sense of where I am and who I am with to diminish, focussing only on the waves of sensation, becoming utterly absorbed in them. Here, the cane and the pain that comes from its strike are no longer frightening; I can control my reactions and even relish the extreme sensations. As I become more accustomed to being caned hard, I can usually reach my refuge after the first four or five strokes.
Continue reading

MOTIVATION – the good and the bad

I hope my head will be in the right place for this next session. It certainly bloody needs to be.

How I come out of a session very much depends on how I go into it; the experience can be cathartic and life affirming if I start from the right place, or negative and self-harming if I don’t. Only very rarely have a found myself down after a session but it has happened.

Under this post I repeat some earlier thoughts on this as they seem very relevant to me just now.

Continue reading

HOTEL – the romance package (sinful sunday)

The add on “romance package” seemed like an OK deal: a bottle of Prosecco, some chocolates and rose petals on the bed. I considered asking them to hold off on the rose petals, but just ticked the box marked “yes please” for the package. It worked for me because I was only going to arrive in the room a few minutes before my companion.

Continue reading

INTIMACY – and the girlfriend experience

By rights, this should be all about sex. After all, my last post left the newly arrived Lilly rubbing Arnica into my backside, which was tender and throbbing following an afternoon of corporal punishment from three Mistresses. Surely, you might think, this whole scene had been carefully designed as a prelude to hot sex in crisp linen on an oversized hotel bed.

And so it had.

Continue reading