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Guest blog: High protocol – know your plays

As is my custom, when Jenby emailed to let me know she had a new pitch for a guest blog, I immediately squealed with delight. If you’re new here, you should know that Jenby (aka @JenetalTorture on Twitter) is the most prolific guest blogger on this site, and she’s also recorded some of her outrageously hot adventures as audio porn. I am always grateful to her for introducing me to cool new kinks – bimbofication, surveillance, twinning, lactation and lots more. Today she is here to share a kickass, horny and playful story about going to a high protocol kink event. What exactly does ‘high protocol’ involve? Will it be seriousness all the way down? Over to her…

The following piece contains needle play, BDSM, whipping/flogging, the use of ‘slave’ in a kink context, piss, trampling and electroplay. 

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Dating isn’t so bad: a femdom dating fantasy

This gorgeous femdom dating fantasy is written and read beautifully by The Barefoot Sub, and originally appeared on her website. Note that it contains pain, spunk-milking and pegging.

Dating, what a nuisance it is. Or maybe it’s the looking for a date that I find so awful? Having to network, usually online, initially before meeting for a coffee at a neutral location. So much posturing, posing, preening. Being vulnerable and allowing others to see the real ‘you’ appears to be actively discouraged. So very far removed from who I am, not to mention being the opposite of what I want in a partner. That all changed when I met you.

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Free use secretary 5: A quick and dirty facefuck

The most common request I get is for more stories about the free use secretary. I’ve written about her initial interview, this one time the boss fucked her while he was on the phone, a meeting in which she was offered out to clients to sweeten a business deal, and another episode when she got fucked by two junior managers in a stationery cupboard. This story’s back to just her and the boss: a quick and dirty facefuck. It contains spanking, throatfucking, free use, humiliation, degradation, hints of piss play and definite power imbalance. 

Note, as with all these stories, that they’re hyper-exaggerated sexual scenarios that play with my kink for misogyny, my fantasies about being used, and my love of wanking to the grubbiest, least-compelling men you’re ever likely to encounter. Really pathetic, one-track-mind, unable-to-comprehend-women-as-people douchebags. The fact that these men are pricks is very much key to the fantasies. I enjoy playing with this stuff inside my head and on the kinky wank space that is this blog, but these stories are not and should never be seen as a guide on how to treat people in real life. I hope this is obvious, but it can’t hurt to hammer it home. 

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Sinful delivery: Testing sex toys with her

This fabulous (and clever!) piece that turns testing sex toys into a super horny erotic scene is written and read by The Barefoot Sub

The doorbell shrieked, cutting through the static of my empty head! I’d been staring at a blank screen for what felt like hours, the cursor blinking away on the screen as I wracked my brain, attempting to get the words out. Waiting for my local courier to drop off my sinful delivery, certain I was distracted by the pleasure to come. Surely this was it? Though the regular driver would usually leave it in my safe space. Jumping up, I went to see who it was.

“Sophie,” I beamed, “you decided to take me up on the offer of a cuppa? Your timing couldn’t have been better.”

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Twist again: Playful humiliation in bondage

This wonderfully playful humiliation story is written and read beautifully by The Barefoot Sub, and originally appeared on her website. Note that this story contains bondage BDSM and gags – all used in a consensual way. 

It didn’t take much for her to feel off balance. He’d not bound her arms behind her back this time, but he had made her “comfortable” in the stiff posture collar and blindfold. Binding her voluptuous breasts in a tight harness. Her luscious nipples presented for the weighted clamps to be attached to. Occasionally he tugged these, his dark chuckle reverberating through her soul as muffled groans escaped her gagged lips.

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