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 »
For #SinfulSunday I’ve chosen my favourite image from my session with the beautiful Mistress Selina Bellatrix in Barcelona last week. She is pictured in the amazing kinky play-space that is Clandestino
It’s perhaps not surprising that I find myself seeking more and more intense BDSM experiences at the moment. My work and home lives seem full of unresolvable problems and BDSM has become a refuge, a way to be taken out of myself and renewed. The effect is temporary but, nonetheless, has become important to me,… Read More »
I count the street numbers down. I’m “two coffees” early but I want to locate the meeting place. 30, 28, 26. It looks more industrial than residential, forbidding steel shutters over the door. What am I doing here, in this strange street in this strange town? Adrenalin hums like electricity in my veins. I’m worried… Read More »
My Sinful Sunday this week is the full image of the very lovely Miss Donna Hardy over the bench in my hotel room. I think she looks glorious. She’s been spanked and given a belting. Although this went much further than I expected, it was very much a “one step at a time” exploration of the extent… Read More »
It wasn’t meant to be like this. Not on a first date. Not with someone whose website doesn’t identify them as a masochistically inclined submissive. Or as any kind of submissive at all. I should be taking baby steps; a little light spanking, a tap or two with the small crop she brought with her. Yet… Read More »
I have been reading about erotic asphyxiation. It’s become an occasional part of my play with Elita, and always adds a dark edge to our sessions.
Warning: this post contains descriptions of sexual practices which can be unsafe and which many doctors advise against.
It’s so intense. So fucking, unbearably intense. We’ve been round this cycle three or four times, and each time she pushes me deeper. I can feel myself getting lost, reaching my limit. Now she’s doing it again and I can’t stand it, I really can’t stand it and I twist and turn, my body pulling… Read More »