I suppose that, if I were less of a prude, I might have called this post “Making Love And Fucking” but “Fucking” is not a word I wanted to see in the title of a post. Still prudish after all this time. Over the last couple of years it has been a truly wonderful thing to return to… Read More »
Already, after my very first use of it, I’m a big fan of bondage tape. It’s cheap, easy to apply, makes no mess and only sticks to itself. Oh, and one more thing: it’s as sexy as….. well, it’s very, very sexy. Isn’t it.….
Warning: This post discusses simulated and non-consensual violence and simulated non-consensual sexual intercourse. If you think this might be difficult for you for any reason, then I respectfully suggest you turn away. All my play is 100% consensual and carefully discussed with my play partner before the scene and consent is reaffirmed often during it.… Read More »
I have been caned, but not by Elita. So why the picture of a catamaran? Bear with me.
I don’t think I could handle a Dominant/Submissive session where I had to be unremittingly stern all the way though. BDSM is fun to me and sooner or later, usually sooner, my Domly Dom face is going to crack because I find something funny. Fortunately Lilly, my kinky play partner thinks the same way.
It may surprise you to know that all the historical details contained in this letter from my imaginary, immoral Victorian alter ego, Wackford Squeers, to his good friend, Dr J Mortimer Granville are accurate. Granville was indeed the inventor of the electromechanical vibrator. My principal source is here. And yes, I really did tie Lilly to… Read More »
I had imagined that I would write about this role play session in another letter from the Victorian Uncle of dubious morals I had created but, now I sit down to think about all the wonderful, kinky things that happened, I can’t quite create the distance from it that would be required to once again… Read More »
I’ll write about last night’s wonderful, challenging, funny, hot, kinky, beautiful Victorian role play when I have more time.
Last year a wrote a bit of nonsense purporting to be a letter from a very Victorian uncle to his niece, him having discovered her in some very unbecoming behaviour. Well, it appears that this very wayward young lady has been misbehaving again.
One of the many advantages of a longer session is the opportunity to break it into a number of scenes. These might have completely different vibes.
She’s nearly naked, just a few square inches of a sheer swimsuit fails miserably to conceal her beautiful body. Her wrists are in cuffs, stretched upwards and tied to the wooden beam of my Airbnb cottage in the grounds of a large manor house. I happen to know no-one is there. We are completely alone.… Read More »
I promise this is the last post from my wonderfully kinky birthday self-present. But what a completely perfect little scene it is. Renowned disciplinarian, Miss Hunter, has developing submissive, Miss Lilly Watson over her knee for a spanking. She was there for a long time.