I’d never written anything before I started all this nonsense. Well obviously that’s not exactly true, but I had never done any ‘creative’ writing. It was all business writing and, in the early part of my career, tenders for contracts. True enough, they used to get me to write the executive summary, the bit where… Read More »
I hadn’t exactly been stalking Carla James; I have a rule that I don’t follow sex workers on Twitter unless I have played with them or are leading up to doing so, but others were unintentionally dropping her tweets into my timeline. Eventually I bowed to the inevitable and took a look at her website.… Read More »
Occasionally, lucky bastard that I am, I find myself in a situation so hot I almost have to pinch myself so I can believe it’s real. This would be one of those.
Occasionally I see an item of clothing on Twitter or a website and I just immediately know who I have to have it for. Someone who would make the item look like it was designed specifically for them alone. And so it was with the Bettie Page Ivory French Knickers. I absolutely HAD to see… Read More »
I met with the delightful creature that is Miss Lilly Watson recently. It seemed like it had been ages since we had been together, and I had missed her soft, sweet smile. I’d missed a lot of other things about her too. She was just as I remembered her. Beautiful, warm, fantastically affectionate and adventurously… Read More »
Well, obviously I have to write a Kink Of The Week post on this week’s theme of Dominatrix. How could I not? About half my blog is tales of female domination and male submission as I explore the outer reaches of my masochism. But where to start? A session description? A tour of the different… Read More »
I love it when someone I’ve played with is willing to share their thoughts on our time together, especially if we’ve being doing something that’s new to one or other of us. So I was delighted when Miss Donna Hardy agreed to put down her reactions to our visit to Blue Door Dungeon, her first… Read More »
Some of my most memorable times with sex workers have been when I’ve been able to give someone an experience they haven’t had before. I don’t even mean just kinky experiences; Lilly’s trip to Cirque Du Soleil, and Elita’s first visit to the Royal Opera House were wonderful too.
My recent post questioned some things I had read in an extended comment from PainAsPleasure reader James. I asked whether his description of “the utter shame and humiliation from crying in front of a woman” indicated something other than healthy submission as a BDSM kink. I invited a reply from James and he sent me this excellent, articulate… Read More »
My most popular blog post was written early in my life as Bibulousone and describes my personal experience of being caned, breaking it down into steps from pre-caning anticipation to post-caning calm. This has been read over 12,000 times, a number growing at about 1,000 a month. Type “experience of caning” into Google and there it is… Read More »
Were a sex worker to tell you that you had a nice cock, you might perhaps, have two reactions, one negative, one positive. The negative reaction might go: “I’m paying her to make me feel good, so I should dismiss this well meaning flattery!” Alternatively, were you all post coitally glass-half-full, you might think: ”… Read More »
Fund raising meeting. I’m with a senior guy from our advisers. Late 50’s. Let’s call him Peter. We’ve met these two women fund managers before. The older is late forties, Dutch (I think). The younger, in her twenties, could be a model; stunning in her close fitting skirt, good shoes and silk blouse. They ask lots… Read More »