Bad Girl

I wanted it. The pain was astounding, but I bore it because I wanted it.

― “Spanking Aphrodite” from the collection Bad Girl by Alison Tyler

Who’s the baddest girl of all? Me…

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Rubber Band Brilliance

Last Saturday night I got all dressed up, picked up Kiana, and off we went to a kink party at the Chilli Club. It was private invitation, a pre-event for the new CHoKE  – but boy was it packed! It was fantastic to arrive there and see friends, acquaintances, and new people all mixing in together. Not to mention having a good perve at everyone

The party had a theme of corporal punishment, so it’s unsurprising that there were quite a few school girls, school boys, a headmaster and headmistress or two, and a whole lot of general fetish wear on show. It was quite an impressive turnout, with the least dressed-up still looking lovely indeed.

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Head Down, Arse Up

One of the positions that m’Lady most loves to see me in is one where I have my head down and my arse up. It’s a position that arouses em greatly (as it does me) because not only am I displaying my cheeks, but I also have cunt and arsehole easily accessible.

While I really like that position, aside from it eventually getting hard on the knees, I couldn’t quite grok the appeal of looking at me as I was in it. That is, until I asked my owner to take some pictures for me, so I could see what ey see.

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Fucking and Being Fucked

With a groan I slowly unfolded myself and sprawled flat on on my front, mashing my udders into the bed. I had been on my elbows and knees for a long intense fuck: my hair pulled hard so I would rise up and tense my muscles; my cunt rutted in forcefully, followed by shallow teasing and then more deep plundering. I was feeling aches in all sorts of places – most of them very good.

I wanted to make the most of the break I’d begged to have, so I rolled over to one side, propped myself up on an elbow, and watched the continuation of play with interest. m’Lady called out: “Turn over, fuckpig, and take the same position. I’m not done.” The fuckpig’s face was shiny, showing where I had constantly dripped lubrication and ejaculatory juices onto her as I was fucked. I leaned in to nuzzle her ear and smell my umami aroma on her skin, my owner grasped her buttocks to open wide her holes for plundering. Earlier I’d had my tongue buried in the lovely arsehole now on show, and as I leaned back I could see that it still glistened damply. But that was not the hole m’Lady wanted – yet – and the fuckpig cried out as cock thrust hard into her cunt, and ey began the same forceful fucking I’d been receiving just a minute earlier.

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Unzipped

The first night of Kinky Camp there was (as there was every night) a play party. As there were a number of spaces to play in, Hylas and I had some choice, and both being a) somewhat overwhelmed by crowds and b) rather knackered from presenting the Rubber Workshop that afternoon, we went for the smaller space – the room we’d presented in, and which was usually colonised by the rope players.

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Tomorrow

Tomorrow is the day that I’ve been waiting for: it’s the day where I fly back over to Melbourne.

Tomorrow I will be back with m’Lady, my owner, for two whole weeks.

Tomorrow I will be on an aeroplane for four hours, wearing my knee-high boots, a short dress and no underwear. My tag will be shiny in my ear. My face will be bright with smiling anticipation. My aroma of arousal may possibly be noticeable, if you’re close enough.

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I Did What With My Feet Now?

Content Notes: Feet; Needles; Blood

I do some pretty weird shit with my feet. I adore having them regularly beaten by Hylas (so much so that bastinado is a category all of its own), have had patterns scratched into them, and late last year had them set on fire.

But when I was at Kinky Camp over Easter, I tried something new. What was it that made me laugh like this?

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Kali Biting Down

I like to hurt Hylas. Which was a bit of a scary thing both for me to discover, and to admit – after all, I’m generally the one who likes to be hurt! But playing with my Pet, who is a self-confessed ‘sick puppy’, discovering all sorts of things that turn him on even as he dislikes the pain (and that turns me on hard?). Yeah. I don’t know if I’m in top-space, exactly. But I’m definitely getting my rocks off, and really enjoying hurting him in the bargain.

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Conversations With My Owner

Need versus Want

Dee on IM: growls happily 

I am so fucking horny and ready to come.

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Macro Tease

Sometimes – not often, but sometimes – my sadistic side comes out. For me, that means a little bit of using my nails and teeth, of inflicting pain. But more often, it means tantalising and teasing, building the anticipation and doing what pleases me. And when Hylas is wrapped up and tied down, blind and unable to move as I slowly and deliberately do what the hell I like? That really gets me off!

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