A Gift? For Me?

Let me set the scene: It’s late on a sunny Wednesday afternoon. Hyperbius and I are sitting in the car, stuck in rush-hour traffic. I’m behind the wheel, he’s in the passenger seat with all his various work detritus at his feet. Music is playing, conversation is flowing. Kisses are happening occasionally when the car is stopped – because, yum.

Then, waiting at the traffic lights, he leans down and gets something out of a box. I have no idea what it is. He tosses it into my lap – and it’s round and soft and green and nobbly.

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Njoying Myself

On Tuesday evening I had Hylas thoroughly bound: wearing latex shorts with a zip for access; a latex hood with open mouth so I could make use of his tongue; rubber mitts on his hands and sheepskin cuffs on his ankles; a spreader bar keeping his legs apart; and rope to ensure he was wide open for me. His cock was jaunty and veined with a ring at the base (plus bonus ribbon for prettiness and texture), and I’d taken great pleasure in opening up and filling his arse. In short, I’d been making most excellent use of him.

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Fiery Sunset

I have been trying to get this Scavenger Hunt location for so long! At various times over the last few years I’ve eyed up three different spots around Auckland: in the central city, out in Albany, and on the Shore near Hylas’ place. Then finally, a few weeks ago, Hylas and I spotted that the Waitemata Fire Area Headquarters in Takapuna had been abandoned/mothballed (a new place has been set up one suburb over). Unfortunately it’s on rather a busy street – midday Saturday was not the time to get photos there.

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Scrummaging

Do you know what scrummaging is? If you’re in a society that’s heavily invested in rugby culture then you likely do – and for the rest of you, well, it’s a part of a rugby game, and looks very grunty.

It also means that on a sports field there’s a fair chance of finding a scrum machine, which is used for practice. They’re also good for leaning on!



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Happy Property

There are so many different ways that being owned by m’Lady makes me happy. There’s the tasks ey sets me to do – for example, for the last four weeks I’ve been emailing em links to 10 different arousing images every day (that takes a few hours on tumblr for each one, because I want to find images that not only I found hot but that also, hopefully, ey will). There’s the amazing birthday story that ey wrote for me (go read it!). And there’s the wonderfulness that comes from being in person.

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Score!

Unlike the majority of New Zealanders, I’m not a big fan of sports. I’m particularly not a big fan of rugby – I went to some games with family when younger, but if pressed I must admit to preferring cricket a bit more (the other big Kiwi sport). And I prefer roller derby most of all, probably because I know some players!

But despite not being a rugby fan, there are sports grounds everywhere. And I do mean everywhere. Handily, where there’s a sports ground, there’s a scoreboard:

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Summer Love

It’s hot right now. Summertime in Auckland mean inevitably high humidity, and only with all the doors wide or the fan going strong is it bearable – and it’s much more bearable naked.

Of course, sometimes there’s good reason to add to the stickiness (and nakedness). When Demeter comes over for a visit and declares that she’s horny? Well of course Apollo and I are going to oblige – not that it was an obligation!

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Slutwear

When making my list of things to take to Melbourne last month, m’Lady requested that I bring a short (as in short!) skirt. While I have some very short dresses, a short skirt is unfortunately missing from my wardrobe – I tend to go for long and flowy. But that’s what friends are for! I asked Kiana if she could lend me one, knowing that when we’d been op-shopping recently she’d purchased an incredibly sexy one.

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Where Are My Knickers?

While I love to be naked, if I’ve put clothes on then knickers are generally a part of the package. It’s pretty rare for me to be without them, be it beneath jeans, a skirt, or a dress (sarongs are an exception – fuck it!). So it was a tad strange to me to be out with m’Lady for a visit to Kinglake National Park, fully clad in skirt, singlet, socks, sneakers, sunblock and parasol… but without anything between my legs except, well, me.

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Rock and a Hard Place

For those who guessed last week that I was between ‘a rock and a hard place’, you were absolutely right – on Squeaky Beach are some enormous rocks, and I was between two of them! In retrospect, this would have made a much better scavenger hunt than the one I got for ‘rocks (large)‘, but you never know when you get something that a better location may come along. Certainly we weren’t expecting to find this awesome spot!

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