Hello! (Or ahoy-hoy, if you prefer).
Another birthday post: it was my Better Half’s birthday this week so we had a mini-holiday couple of days off (and away from the computer for me, hence no blogging). And, just between you and me, we had sex... more than once. :-o
Poor BH does indulge me so. I’ve been feeling very horny and very submissive of late, and this has translated into me playing the part of a shameless, slutty plaything (I know, a difficult role for one as sweet and innocent as I to assume) obsessed with his cock and with pleasing him. Lots of naughty talk and touching and promises of punishment and good, hard seeing-tos... and – oh! Please! Not so hard, Sir! – precisely those things in hot, steamy, clutching-the-bedclothes practice.
I think my kinkiness must be rubbing off on my once-vanilla partner, as he got more thoroughly into one fantasy (I played a woman sentenced to an indefinite stay in a strict institution for perverts) than I can ever remember. My stars, it was hot. Being scolded – belittled, really – for being a wanton, sex-mad pervert whilst simultaneously being groped and kissed and toyed with is just amazingly, pant-wettingly arousing. I LOVE that particular double standard. And the sex, once my keeper had had enough of my wickedness (and had taken the crop to me)... I honestly thought I was going to combust. But, of course, it was my own fault for getting him so frightfully big and hard with my sordid teasing: as he repeatedly reminded me whilst nailing me (and slapping me, and pulling my hair) I was only getting my just rewards. (Him: “You deserve this, don’t you? Filthy little pervert!” Me: “Mmm! MmMMmm!”) Good thing he had me gagged or I would have screamed the house down.
I definitely think we shall have to revisit that particular fantasy. For one thing, the naughty nymphomaniac who was demeaned, stripped, beaten and ravished hasn’t learned her lesson one bit. More correction is clearly required!
Another birthday post: it was my Better Half’s birthday this week so we had a mini-holiday couple of days off (and away from the computer for me, hence no blogging). And, just between you and me, we had sex... more than once. :-o
Poor BH does indulge me so. I’ve been feeling very horny and very submissive of late, and this has translated into me playing the part of a shameless, slutty plaything (I know, a difficult role for one as sweet and innocent as I to assume) obsessed with his cock and with pleasing him. Lots of naughty talk and touching and promises of punishment and good, hard seeing-tos... and – oh! Please! Not so hard, Sir! – precisely those things in hot, steamy, clutching-the-bedclothes practice.
I think my kinkiness must be rubbing off on my once-vanilla partner, as he got more thoroughly into one fantasy (I played a woman sentenced to an indefinite stay in a strict institution for perverts) than I can ever remember. My stars, it was hot. Being scolded – belittled, really – for being a wanton, sex-mad pervert whilst simultaneously being groped and kissed and toyed with is just amazingly, pant-wettingly arousing. I LOVE that particular double standard. And the sex, once my keeper had had enough of my wickedness (and had taken the crop to me)... I honestly thought I was going to combust. But, of course, it was my own fault for getting him so frightfully big and hard with my sordid teasing: as he repeatedly reminded me whilst nailing me (and slapping me, and pulling my hair) I was only getting my just rewards. (Him: “You deserve this, don’t you? Filthy little pervert!” Me: “Mmm! MmMMmm!”) Good thing he had me gagged or I would have screamed the house down.
I definitely think we shall have to revisit that particular fantasy. For one thing, the naughty nymphomaniac who was demeaned, stripped, beaten and ravished hasn’t learned her lesson one bit. More correction is clearly required!
~Oh my...there is a lot to be said for birthdays.
ReplyDeleteSounds like another perfectly innocent vanilla is ruined forever with decadent chocolate sauce.
Haha, indeed! But I think he quite enjoys it, on the sly. ;-)
DeleteI'm positive Mr BH still continues to enjoy his transformation. I'm so kinky, I'd have lashings ad lashings of hot fudge, double whipped cream and 100s and 1000s of decadence..)
ReplyDeleteMm... that does sound yummy, Mr X.
DeleteBig hugs and thanks Penny. One day maybe a kinky woman will enjoy rps with me..).
DeleteI've been nervous to try anytjing unusal with a vanilla before but you have inspired me to do so ithe the future.
Incidentally, another role pay idea you could try..) Did you hear about the mpther who punished her teenage daughter for bullying by buying her $50 worth of the most unfashionable , dowdy thrift store clothes and telling her that's what she'll wear for the rest of the term.
Kinky relationships are just like any other, Mr X - communication and honesty are the most important things. I'm sure you will find someone to share some fun with :)
DeleteThat roleplay sounds very hot. (Poor girl, though!) Thank you for sharing! I do have a weakness for dowdy clothes as part of kinky fun... hence the wardrobe full of school uniforms, I guess!
Hugs and thanks, Penny..I'll be optmistic that i will one day. Us kinky people should get government funding as erotic minorities..)
DeleteI agree with you about delibrately dowdy or punishment wear being sexy because that's exactly what it's not supposed to be, which makes it more of turn on.
Thast's how sex shops get it wrong.An adult school girl wouldn't wear stockings or extra high heels to be ounished -it' splain dress or skirt and flats or plimsolls.
The punishment must have really hit a fashion concious teensager hard though.
Wow. I really love well crafted fantasies. Your role play is very hot.
ReplyDeleteHug,
joey
Thank you, Joey! I'm glad you enjoyed.
DeleteWhat Tara said…
ReplyDeleteIt's like the vanillas are tainted by us then unable to live in their own world so they must come to our dark side…dark fun sexy side.
:)
Lucky people! It's so much better on this side.
Delete:)
Glad to see you've finally warmed up a bit to the idea of the reformatory, Penelope, and realize the world of good it can do you. Yes, the walls are very high, your uniform skirt short, and your collar tight. You need to be searched for contraband regularly, and you must shower with the other girls, under strict supervision. Keep your answers obedient and short and your tie straight, study hard and work hard in the mill, and we'll be able to keep your strappings and canings to a minimum. Remember (and I'm quite sure the court will back me on this) it's all for your own good, young lady.
ReplyDeleteNer ner ner! How's THAT for a short answer?
Delete:P
But I'm sure you'll find reformatory life very fulfilling, Penny..)
ReplyDeleteHmf! As if such treatment could ever make me tingle with naughty delight... as if being subjected to a strict, humiliating and inescapable disciplinary regime could ever make me shamefully wet in a shamefully intimate place...
DeleteAs if :D
I'll put that quote over the gate "Whackington Girls Reformsatory -Makes bad girls shameful (lly wet).You might see an influx of eager new arrivals on the dorm..)
ReplyDeleteOoh, I hope so :D having more friends in this horrid place would be super.
DeleteNer, Ner, Ner? I googled it and still don't have the answer. WTF???
ReplyDeleteIt means don't wanna stay in a stupid ol' reformtry! Don't wanna get the cane or the strap! Don't wanna wear a silly uniform an be inspected by pervs!
DeleteNER!