All my sessions as a submissive contain at least some element of Corporal Punishment (CP) and it is frequently the culmination, the “main event,” of the scene we play out. However, only rarely do I have a session made up exclusively of this one kink.
See this? Lying there on the bed? I did this to myself. I looked around on the website of BDSM specialist Joanna Lark and chose this. Its called the Hydra Whip
Sometimes a session makes me realise that I am still playing in the foothills of the high mountains of sensation to which the exploration of my masochistic tendencies could lead me. And so it was with my recent short meeting with Mistress Elita.
Just another moody monochrome of a Dom in a suit about to punish the young, lingerie wearing submissive kneeling at his feet. It’s a standard BDSM trope, found all over Twitter and Instagram. However, it always seems to me that the BDSM in these scenes is more likely to be mild spanking as a form of foreplay… Read More »
I hate myself a bit sometimes. Right now I hate myself a bit for my almost visceral, wanting, reaction to this tweet from the lovely Lilly.
Casting around for something to write about when I should be working, I initially rejected this week’s Wicked Wednesday prompt of Whispers. Whispering, I reasoned, is not for me.
Did you watch Dexter on Netflix? Dexter was a blood spatter analyst in the Miami Police forensics department who, as we learnt over eight seasons, moonlighted as a vigilante serial killer. When not committing murders of his own, Dexter could roll up a whole case book just by looking at how the blood had been spattered at… Read More »
I look up as she arrives for our hotel room assignation. God, she’s lovely. She wears a swaying flowery skirt with a cardigan and I can just make out the straps of the skimpy swimsuit I asked her to wear. Her outfit is part 50’s glamour, part girl next door, part sex kitten which makes it 100% @MissLillyWatson… Read More »
Last week I booked into a hotel room, lay on the bed and waited for an unknown Mistress. My earlier Sinful Sunday post described the unnatural stillness of the moments before and after the beating she gave me. As happens sometimes, it’s taken me a while for me to rationalise my responses to the session itself.
It wasn’t actually in the dark or there wouldn’t be a picture, but I was waiting with a blindfold on, waiting for the mystery Mistress. No name, no email, no website address. No communication of any kind. All I knew was that Mistress Elita, who had kindly set this up for me, had given her the… Read More »
My tastes are pretty varied and I can enjoy a wide variety of scenes whether playing as top or bottom, dominant or submissive. I’ve come to recognise that my kinks are part of me and I relish the world of extreme sensations and emotions they have opened up. I also recognise that I am exceptionally lucky… Read More »
I’d planned this for a while, this realisation of an old prison punishment fantasy that had its origins in a strong caning scene I’d found online. I’d booked the venue, made the arrangements with the two girls and ordered the costumes I wanted them to wear.