Tumblr site

Well the number of followers of my Tumblr blog has crept up to over 14,000. It interests me that such an eclectic range of images and videos has apparently popular appeal. There are many femdom Tumblr sites with quite specific and focused material catering to individual fetishes where you would think people would be most drawn. Perhaps it shows that true submissives are more affected by dominant women being cruel in the way those women want, rather than submissives having their own specific fantasies met. My many interests include: – duration sensory deprivation bondage, chastity and tease and denial, clothed women naked men, casually dressed women with men dressed as sissies or parodies of little girls, multiple dominant women bullying one male, lesbian wives cuckolding husbands, dickie-discipline, degradation by spit, degradation [...]

5 star review

Amazingly, despite my BDSM manual flying off the shelves at Amazon and Lulu, and great feedback via comments on my blog, the manual has only now received its first review on Amazon. This is on Amazon UK. I am very pleased with this 5 star review. Packed with useful advice and suggestions for establishing and evolving a mature and satisfying D/s relationship from someone with long real life experience. Her often fiendish, and yet thrilling scenarios for controlling and subjugating a submissive partner are imaginative and inspiring. As a submissive male with an inexperienced (but determined!) dominant Wife, we are finding much material in the manual to help us on our journey to Her stated intention of absolute control of me. I would [...]

Dommes’ delightful dickie-discipline

By comparison to ball-busting, there is so little good dickie-discipline on the web. I just don’t know why. I find the levels of eroticism much, mush higher with dickie-discipline. Am I alone in this preference? What do you male submissives feel on the matter? It seems to me that dickie-discipline can also be performed for a very long time without any breaks when one wishes that. Finally, when the male can see what is happening to their precious little tubes of gristle, they seem VERY affected. This delightful lady really is kindred spirit in attitude and tastes although little smacking, nettles and embrocation cream use compared to my preferences. But nonetheless I LOVE her style. I gather her sissy puppet is a born again virgin, in [...]

Fucking Myself on a Solitary Evening

Sundown, night fall, rain on the glass of the window and the road. Four orgasms, frisked out from my cunt, an evening  alone. The first two are standard, sheer black lace panties yanked off and pitched into the hamper across the room. I find my small clit after stroking the slick of wetness up through the tucks and pleats of my labia. I like the way they remind me of rose petals or warm folds of saturated satin. When I come it is short, intense bursts, radiating from my clit. It takes the level of arousal I am carrying down to a level I can ignore it for a bit. I take a break and message him. He makes vague cozy noises at [...]

Who is she??

Not something I have ever done before or am likely to do again, but my questions are; who is this woman? And from where do these GIFS originate? She is superb at serious degradation of the male and what delicious, long legs she has. LINK 1      LINK2          LINK3 And I love that she uses a dog catcher’s pole rather than a dog leash to control the location of the slave’s head. Source: Ms Scarlet Who is she??

Hotel satisfaction position

Regular blog followers or readers of my journals and BDSM manual will know I like to abuse bitch-boy for my orgasmic pleasure when in my hotel bedroom when travelling. In a hotel recently I made a small adjustment to my hotel room routine. It’s a small adjustment but brought me a little more pleasure and bitch-boy a little more subjugation, so I think worth reporting. (I should mention, as an aside, that most hotel rooms now have a walk-in shower. The room in question did. So bitch-boy was pissed on to begin my fun.) I secure a collar around bitch-boy’s throat and a cat collar through the D-ring of that collar which then secures bitch-boy’s wrists at his throat. He is laid on his back [...]

My Take on Cuckolding Fantasties

“So multiple people offered to throw in cash to get me to go to this event at $nerdhobby, I am so desired.” I’m not bragging, I’m surprised at my popularity and slightly bemused by the absurdity. His reaction is to miss a beat, face going suspicious, “Oh really? Who?” “The very gay $nerdhobbyguy, for one.” I know the implication, but I live with it and measure it accordingly. Boys offering you things is kind of par for the course as an extra level of social complexity to navigate. It sucks as an artist of any kind, because patronage is also how we wend our way, and nobody likes trying to suss out if you are trying to fuck me or support my writing. [...]

I am back to my blogging!

I am back online after the short break. More from me later. Source: Ms Scarlet I am back to my blogging!

And Some Things Still Suck

A good part of my life remains not about the sex, and with my decreased involvement in the BDSM community proper is leaves me flailing about a bit for where I stand on stuff. With Brick it’s something incredibly new, and hilariously, driven by my libido being several magnitudes over his (honeymoon phase he says. Ha. Nooooo this is who I am and that’s with a mild dose of SSRIs and their dampening effect.) But not all is sexy. So, the family shit. I am wrestling with my brother having landed in Montreal, sans means of support and in full psychiatric crisis mode.  It’s not easy. Without my guidance he basically flops out unable to even get basic social services, with very little [...]

Honestly, I Need To Get Fucked

I need you to fuck me in a way that makes me want to shred your skin and bruise you. I want to see you vulnerable and helpless and there’s the ache and the little niggling tinge of fear for me because to want something is to let yourself be open to the possibility of not having it. I want to be able to just take you. And to make you perform for me. I want to lure you in, to learn where all your buttons are, so that I can push them at will. It’s a potent, heady feeling when I zip up my leather boots and you get that look. Your tongue touches your lip and your eyes go unfocused and [...]