the life and musings of a kinky slut
Pain is my wheel house. Ask most people who’ve played with me and they’ll tell you I can take a beating. And, frankly, I love taking a beating. I love it when you can get me to a place where I am a sobbing mess, tears running down my face, snot stuffing up my nose. […]
…and I stumbled forward, falling to my knees, my body twisted around. He pulled my hair more, bringing me back up, dragging me to under the wooden arch. He placed his arm around my neck, choking me, keeping me close. He pulled out rope from somewhere, either in his pocket or simply in his free […]
He requested that I wear heels. As I walked towards his cabin, I tried to remember the mini lesson given to me before I departed for our play date. Toe, heel. Toe, heel.When I arrived, at 9pm on the dot, he shooed me away for a second. Inside he made one last decision with the […]
“Cigar Play 201: Let’s Burn Some Bitches!” – meHe skipped the simple intro. He skipped anything you could find on Google. That was not the point of the class. From the start, Cigar Play 201 was about intensity. It was about expanding your base notion of what cigar play could look and feel like. This […]
“I’m going out tomorrow to buy destroyable clothing.”“I don’t think you understand the concept of destroyables?”“Oh no, I do. It’s just I don’t own any clothes I want you to destroy, so I’m buying some for you to cut off.”We left around quarter after noon with a goal of returning by 4pm. I didn’t think […]
I was nervous. Incredibly nervous. We chose a point out in the open, with everyone able to see me. We chose a point over concrete. If she fell and hit her head… We chose a point outside, with the Sun on a downward path. I was nervous. But Amethyst was my Big Sis, which both […]
“She has an unfair advantage because she’s British.” – Gray“I’m going to write a letter!” – Slut I knew going in just how to act to get my way. I used the smile, the down turned head, the quiet eagerness to lure her in. I dropped into little mode, the fifteen year old girl inside […]
[written beside a fire with the sexual energy of camp & the flames as inspiration] ~a poem~ I bite my lower lip,the way I often do when I’m nervous,and bounce on the edge of my toes.But then I look at him,And say it, finally… “Gaze upon me as if I were a painting…No, a steak…No, […]
It is not easy for me to be emotionally honest. In fact it is one of the hardest things for me to do. So when I told a friend I needed to have a conversation with them, I knew it would be difficult. My inner pessismist thought it would go horribly wrong, that our friendship […]
“I lost my earring.”“That wasn’t a euphomism for sex?”“No, I lost my earring, but we had sex after I found it.”I woke up on my own at 6:05am, quietly slipped out of bed, donned my clothes, and said a whispered bye to Pyro and Ron, neither of which heard me as they slept. Returning to […]