Shibari Dominant. Lover of words, and of the female form, bound or not. Corporal punishment, fire and wax play, sensation play, edge play, anal, oral, denial, light touches and harsh punishments. Serious author, please give constructive criticism.
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You clicked 239 times in 30 seconds.Your caffeine level for today is:Near Death - Delusions of Godlike powerI'm still on my first cup. WTF do they put in this stuff, anyway?
Near death. Delusions of godlike power.Hmm.Maybe I WILL tie up that entire yoga class today!
It's all about the foreplay. Once rope has been applied and my submissive is mine to play with as I please, neither of us worry too much about time.
It does not matter to me whether she is dressed or not. If she is dressed and I feel it is time to play, I simply command her to strip. Of course, depending on how we want to play, I have been known to cut her clothing off of her.
Well, as things work out, I have used a combination aof all your suggestions. A recent real-life experience and some plain old persistence are paying off. I should have something fresh later today!
Having experienced some serious harassment and trolling online, I have to say that the idea is somewhat appealing.On the other hand, there are things I write which would not go over with, say, my employer? And who would decide what is now legal or illegal to do online?The solution to online bullying is to grow a thick skin, ignore trolls and soldier on.And I think the biggest issue is with youth and sites like FaceBook and MySpace. Parental involvement could solve this problem instantly. In my opinion, at least.
I have heard many solutions to this persistent and I am certain, nearly universal problem, but how do you deal with writer's block?I ask because I feel a block coming on, and I do not wish to allow it to hinder my creative process.One solution I have heard is that the only way to break the block is to discipline yourself to write. I am doing so, but I feel desperately uninspired.Any suggestions?
They began as they usually did. It was funny how, even in the unconventional ways that the pair had sex, what once was shocking and adventurous could become the norm. They kissed, he bit. He pulled her hair, she sighed and tried to fight. He knew things were beginning to feel a bit stale, for both of them, so he had already planned a more diverse evening of devious pleasure for them...
Added 08 Nov 2009 | Category BDSM
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She had been giving him little jabs in the ribs all week. A comment here. A carefully aimed barb there. It was part of their game, yes, part of how they bantered, but he had been taking note of her misbehavior and planning the consequences she so deeply desired. When she told him he was a pansy for letting her brat him so much, he decided it was time to teach her a lesson. He didn't take...
Added 28 Mar 2008 | Category Spanking
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The loops of leather tightly wrapped around her breasts then fastened to the harness she wore caused those breasts to stand out proudly, reddened, just out there for the use and abuse of her Master. The harness was a simple thing, really. Basically, a "V" running from crotch to shoulders, from front to back. The bottom was cleverly sewn so that He could have access to her cunt and ass, but...
Added 27 Mar 2008 | Category BDSM
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She trudged on through the endless, winding trail of ankle-scathing brush, eye endangering branches and hot, sweaty summer air, not wanting to think about the man who walked behind her with a buggy whip in his hand. A pack full of ropes and other "toys" weighed down on her shoulders, the pack straps like trails of fire, cutting deep into her flesh, as she continued to labor, seemingly...
Added 24 Mar 2008 | Category BDSM
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"I love the sounds you make," she said. "It's like you've entered heaven when you penetrate me. "Did you know that the sounds you make are different for each hole you fuck?" "Are they, my little slut?" "Oh, yes Sir, they are. You moan when you fuck my pussy." "Whose pussy, slut?" "Yours, Sir. I am sorry, Sir." "No need to apologize. I just want to make sure you remember who you...
Added 22 Mar 2008 | Category BDSM
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She'd been there for hours, it seemed. Lying on her back, spread-eagled, wrists and ankles secured to bed posts, blindfolded and isolated. She could hear him rustling around - initially, she'd though he had tied her up and left, but he was there, he would never put her in danger that way. She could smell the musty odor of him - aftershave splashed on hurriedly before the sun crawled above...
Added 16 Mar 2008 | Category BDSM
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Jamie lives half the country away. This would be fine, except Jamie is my submissive, is collared to me and is my lover and friend. In order to overcome these difficulties, we manage to use a couple of tools, and use them well. First and foremost, of course, is the airplane. We can scrape the money together to fly, one to the other or vice versa about every other month. It's the days in...
Added 11 Mar 2008 | Category BDSM
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The beginning of our date was centered around negotiations. "You know I didn't intend to upset you, Sir." "I know you didn't. But you did. It's been a few days, I am not upset any longer, but you do understand that, per our agreement, there are consequences, don't you?" "Yes, Sir." "And ultimately, those consequences are rewards, aren't they, dear?" "Oh, yes, Sir. I do like it when you...
Added 10 Mar 2008 | Category BDSM
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It wasn't easy to find the right spot - but I looked and looked - it had to be perfect: industrial, abandoned, out in the open, yet secluded. Finally, after three days of driving endlessly through the wasteland of closed factories, chemical plants and cavernous assembly lines at the edges of our metropolis, I found it: a drainage ditch stretching itself from an old tannery long since...
Added 09 Mar 2008 | Category BDSM
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Diana strutted through the swinging glass doors like she was entering the mall or her favorite coffee shop. In some ways, her mindset was the same. I'm just coming to see what this is all about, that's all, she thought to herself. After all, what could happen? Three steps into the space, her strut become something more like a stutter and then, a complete stop. Before her, instead...
Added 09 Mar 2008 | Category BDSM
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