Tag Archives: power
Guest blog: Obedient to a stranger
How much control would you hand to a stranger? Would you ever be willing to sexually submit to one? Today’s incredible guest blog is about two people who decided to take a risky, sexy leap into the unknown, and the hot scene that transpired when they met in person. It should go without saying (but I’ll say it anyway) that this is not a how-to guide. The people who did this are both experienced kinksters who care about safety, knew each other by reputation and embarked on detailed consent negotiations. It’s not a risk everyone should take, but I’m delighted to publish this guest blog because it’s written by two people whose reputations for care and consent in kink precede them: please welcome the fabulous EuclideanPoint and Harley (of HarlequinWorks) who have an unusual and very hot story to tell…
Note that this story contains pretend kidnapping, impact play, blood play, and restraints.
Guest blog: Erotic wrestling, and the joy of taking up space
I am positively gleeful about today’s guest blog, team – it’s a gloriously sexy celebration of power and strength and softness and grappling sexily until your opponent submits. Courtesy of the fabulous Bunny Harper, who is here to talk about erotic wrestling, and how a sport she had once been pushed out of became something she reclaimed with eroticism and power. I adore this piece, and I know many of you will too – check out Bunny’s blog here and read her amazing piece on erotic wrestling below!
Giving head like a goddess: a tribute to the blow job
This incredible story about giving head like a goddess and getting fucked like a slut is written and read by Sundial, and originally appeared on her website.
Kneeling naked at your feet I look up into your eyes.
“Be a good girl for me and we’ll get you off.”
Needy bitch: Show me how desperate you are
This gorgeously filthy story about being a needy bitch is written and read by Molly of MollysDailyKiss.
“Needy bitch,” he croons at me. I pout in response but the truth is he is right. I am needy… or at least my cunt is.
You only had to ask
This gorgeous piece about yearning for anal play is written and read by Lou Kane and originally appeared on their website.
The sun had only just crested the horizon, its first butter-yellow rays invading the small bedroom D and I shared. My fingers were already at work. It was a standing rule that I was allowed to touch myself without asking permission if D was asleep; lately, I’d been pushing that rule to its outermost limit.