I woke up to a happy event, which was that Ferns had found me on BlueSky, and I promptly went through all the people she followed and followed them because if they have the Ferns seal of approval, that is good enough for me. I also found OMissPearl, whom I love, and Natalie Wynn of …
I said in my last blog post that The Rough Subbe and I are doing Locktober this. I’ve written about chastity before, and one of the things I’ve posted about is cages and whether they are necessary. It’s been hard for TRS to find the right cage for him. One was so big it looked …
So, The Rough Subbe and I are doing Locktober! Honestly, we had been in a bit of a kinky rut (something I’ll write about soon). I don’t think we were unhappy with it, but life gets in the way, and even kink can get boring….at least for me. We were apart and I got the …
Is your resolve weakening a bit as we move into October? Are you thinking that maybe you don’t want to keep your cock locked up for your Mistress or even to meet your own personal goals?
I own a lot of toys. Like too many toys. Whenever I go to a kink con or event where there are vendors, I usually walk away with something. A new stingy crop. A pretty leather flogger. I have a Liberator Esse that I tell people is my “yoga chair.” Not sure they believe that …
In Episode 9 of The Gentle Dommecast, The Rough Subbe and I discuss chastity and cuckolding! What talk about what “counts” as chastity, how we treat it in our relationship, finding a cage that’s right for you, and what we both get out of it. The Rough Subbe sums it up as, “It’s fun to …
I give him a moment, and then I follow with the cheesecake, up the stairs of his small, clean house to his bedroom, where he has indeed laid the coverlet and top sheet of his bed on the floor of his room. Thrown might be an overstatement, but that’s okay. There’s a lot more fun to be had.
Joyce would draw a bath, take off Adam’s cage and clean him thoroughly. Then she would use him for her orgasm and give him the choice. Did he want more of this tomorrow? Or did he want to come?
Could he? Could he? He tried to keep his mind empty like Joyce told him, imagined himself as her toy, so lucky being used this way, concentrating on the sweet pressure of her pussy, the sound of her ragged breath, the feeling of her hot hand on his mouth. But his body fought him. It wanted release so badly.
Adam’s heart leaped a little at the note, as did his cock, which he had managed to keep under control for most of the morning. And he rushed down the stairs with the key and Joyce’s note and let himself in to his new place.
