Not new anymore, but still… there is no such thing as too much shiny!!
My sent emails XVI
Hello UseMeForAnything,
You read my profile, yes? For an MBA level educated man, reading a couple of sentences shouldn’t be too much of a stretch.
“…have been involved in submission for over 25 years.”
If this is true, then why didn’t some kind Domme teach you in the first 5 minutes that women really hate it when strangers offer themselves ‘to be used’? What we hear is ‘I have an itch and want someone to scratch it… you, oi you, lady, you, yes you… you’ll do!’ It’s hardly surprising that it feels objectifying and very offputting, is it?
If I … Continue Reading
Thoughts on casual play
I have a dilemma about casual play and it’s the reason I stopped doing it, haven’t done it for so very long, and don’t do it as a rule.
In play, I need and *want* to create the bubble, you know, ‘the bubble’. That intimate, hot and lovely space that exists between me and him, that place that I describe, well, all the time. For me, play is about creating impossible intimacy, about opening him up and shoving my fingers into the wet stickiness inside. It is about those moments when there is nothing else, when all that noise is … Continue Reading
e[lust] #25
Welcome to e[lust] – Your source for sexual intelligence and inspirations of lust from the smartest & sexiest bloggers! Whether you’re looking for hot steamy smut, thought-provoking opinions or expert information, you’re going to find it here. And in this edition you can read all about the best sexuality conference of the year (ever?), Momentum, in a one-time-only Editor’s Choice anomaly: I couldn’t choose just one, so I chose them all! Want to be included in e[lust] #26? Start with the rules and subscribe to the RSS feedfor updates!~ This Week’s Top Three Posts ~Where We Are
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Rope play
He wears black boxer briefs, also a rope corselet in white, a rope pentagram harness in white and red, a collar, wrist and ankle cuffs, a ball gag, a blindfold, he is kneeling.
I clip his wrist cuffs to the rope at his belly, I examine the ties, the loops, the smoothness of the rope around him, reach between his legs to pull the ends forward, through his legs and up to attach it to the d-rings on his collar, I pull it tight, I am touching him, exposed skin, my knee pressed against his groin.
I stroke the rope … Continue Reading
I only…
You and me, we come from different worlds
You like to laugh at me when I look at other girls
Sometimes you’re crazy and you wonder why
I’m such a baby ’cause the dolphins make me cry
Introduction…
I shall call him richie.
We have caught up three, maybe four times in the last few months. We eat, we drink, we talk. We have spent quite a few hours together, we get along well, but we are not a romantic relationship match.
He is a pretty boy, who thinks he is not. He doesn’t look in the mirror and see who he is, but who he is not.
He has no experience, is scared, his trust in me is a gift, it feels tentative. As much as this play is about me exploring some rope play, it … Continue Reading