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17th April 2014

Video with 9 notes

A scientist at the Field Museum in Chicago explains why the part of her job she likes least is sifting through the sexist comments in her various inboxes on a daily basis.

I get the irony of trying to promote what she’s saying via a blog that, on the surface, is centered around sexualized female-submissive power dynamics. However, if you’ve read my blog long enough or checked my “About” page then you’ll know that the main goal of this blog is actually empowerment - to encourage you to join the conversation, and community, and seek what you’re wanting despite the trolls and immature guys and the other bullshit that you’ll likely come across.

So yeah, this is off topic… except it’s not.

Tagged: but not off topicEmily GraslievideoOff Topic

17th April 2014

Photo reblogged from miles to go before i sleep with 65,826 notes

submissivedreamer:

"I don’t care about how strong and independent you are. You are mine. This dripping little pussy right here? That is mine. You can be as strong and independent as you want out in the world. But when you’re with me, you’re my girl. My property. My beloved pet to cherish. You wouldn’t want it any other way. Admit it, girl."


One of the reasons I follow submissive women’s tumblrs is to find out what’s on their mind.  For example, the above text.  I might have thought it was machismo, but these words were written by a submissive woman and reblogged through at least five other submissive women before I saw it.
It’s hard to describe how that feels for me.  It’s a sense of discovery, voyeurism, arousal, a dark and delighted sense of “oh really!?!”, and… I can’t quite describe it.
Vindication?  Maybe.  Maybe there’s a piece of that… though I don’t know who I want to say “told ya so” to, other than to the parts of myself who picked up that bullshit along the way!

submissivedreamer:

"I don’t care about how strong and independent you are. You are mine. This dripping little pussy right here? That is mine. You can be as strong and independent as you want out in the world. But when you’re with me, you’re my girl. My property. My beloved pet to cherish. You wouldn’t want it any other way. Admit it, girl."

One of the reasons I follow submissive women’s tumblrs is to find out what’s on their mind. For example, the above text. I might have thought it was machismo, but these words were written by a submissive woman and reblogged through at least five other submissive women before I saw it.

It’s hard to describe how that feels for me. It’s a sense of discovery, voyeurism, arousal, a dark and delighted sense of “oh really!?!”, and… I can’t quite describe it.

Vindication? Maybe. Maybe there’s a piece of that… though I don’t know who I want to say “told ya so” to, other than to the parts of myself who picked up that bullshit along the way!

Tagged: my integrationsubmissivedreamerD&s

Source: doodooprincess

17th April 2014

Photoset reblogged from Is this just fanta-sea? with 50,663 notes

llamafaaace:

acidicfizz:

science-for-a-star:

Gracia Scale Top

screams real loud

I’m okay with armor fashion becoming more of a thing

Wow! I just saw someone wearing this at a munch this week, with black leggings and high-heeled leather boots! It looked stunning on her!

Tagged: off topic

Source: science-for-a-star

16th April 2014

Video reblogged from BDSM Music with 97 notes

bdsmmusic:

Radiant (A Word for the Kinky) - Justin Case

mistertorn:

I know I generally only post my own work on here, but I need put this on blast. This guy nails it.

Youtube link.

His Fetlife profile.

Yes!!! I had this small smile and I almost teared up.

Tagged: my integrationmy favoritesmusicbdsm musicmistertornJustin Casekink shaming

Source: mistertorn.com

16th April 2014

Question with 4 notes

Anonymous asked: Kik ?

Nope.  And to my knowledge, kik doesn’t offer audio or video chat, which I’m pretty insistent on after an experience or two, so I don’t think I’ll start using kik any time soon.

I have been considering hosting an online chat room when I’m bored and horny.  Not sure which site I should use, though.  Preferably one that has an (optional) audio chat feature.  

Tagged: this blogchatAnonymousasksasked

16th April 2014

Photo reblogged from The Tickle Place with 17,291 notes

quitemystery:

I find it so interesting that you you told me “It takes me a long time to cum” when we first talked. As I always do, I just listened. You told me by yourself you can cum sometimes in 3-4 minutes, but with a guy it takes much longer if you cum at all. You told me all these things about yourself that you were so sure of.
Then when we started and I pulled out a vibrator, you responded right away, “That won’t help, I’ve tried it before.” A conviction without even a trial.
I smiled.
"You don’t have to worry about deciding what will or won’t work. You don’t have to worry about performing, or succeeding or failing. All you have to worry about is following what I tell you. Take off your shorts and your panties."
You look a little surprised that I switched gears so quickly. “Look, I don’t just get turned on like this…”
"WAS I UNCLEAR?" My voice had changed tones…again you looked surprised and began to answer, "No, I just…"
"Good. I can leave now. We don’t have to do this. I won’t ask again. I will assume the next action you do or don’t take is your answer. Take off your shorts and your panties."
This time you were quiet and did as you were told.
"Now, kneel on the floor," I said pointing to a place on the carpet next to me. You knelt.
I had you fold your hands behind your head. I had you hold good posture for me. I had you spread your legs. All little directions. All specific. I got no more questions from you.
"I know you like to be in control. I know you like to find little ways to fight and struggle. I know you like to test. Those won’t work with me."
I switched on the vibrator on high. “Don’t move.” I held the tip of the vibrator against your clit. I didn’t move it.
"I also know that a good girl wouldn’t let a near stranger do this to her. A good girl wouldn’t tell me the story of her sex life, nor would she let me order her around."
My voice seemed like it wasn’t attached to me.
"You feel that vibrator on your clit?"
You nodded.
"Its buzzing away and you can’t stop it. You can’t speed it up or slow it down. If you want to continue, which I know you do, you just have to hold still."
You were wet now. Your eyes blinked and you breathed evenly only with effort. “Is this beginning to turn you on?” You nodded. “You know what type of girl lets an older man she barely knows do this to her? Do you know what this makes you?”
You paused. It was almost like words weren’t allowed but I hadn’t said you couldn’t speak. You shook your head looking confused.
"Keep holding still. That makes you a little slut." On the word slut I rubbed the vibe in little circles on your clit then stopped. The mix of pleasure, and objection on your face was priceless. "Don’t move." "Don’t speak my little slut." I rubbed it in circles again on your clit on the word.
 ”Now, tell me…say what you are for me.” You paused and I pulled the vibrator away. Using the flat of my hand I gave you a hard swat on your pussy that made you loose your balance a little and began holding the vibe on your clit again right away while it still tingled.
"Tell me what you are." Again the pause and this time I spanked you 3 times. "Who’d let themselves be treated like this? Would a slut do this?"
"Yes!" sprung from your lips while I was still rubbing your clit with the vibe. I stopped. "Then tell me what you are."
"I’m a slut!" And I rubbed your clit even further.
Again I asked, and again you answered “A slut.” I rubbed your clit, and your squirming made me pull the vibe away. I spanked you again. “Hold still…What are you?”
"A SLUT!" I rubbed fast and firm on your clit.
We both could feel your orgasm coming. I pulled the vibrator away, tangled my fingers in your hair and pulled you over backwards across my lap. My free hand I used to hold and slowly…painfully slowly rub your clit.
"It takes you a long time to cum because you like to be in control." I twisted my finger just inside your pussy. "You don’t want to be a slut and want to be difficult. You don’t want to be easy and out of control." You moaned again as I rocked my finger against your clit. Isn’t that right my little slut…
"I’m going to cum." …I pulled my hand away.
"Who said you got to do anything slut?" I said as my hand came down 5 times firm on your pussy, making you gasp with each strike.
"You’re not in control any-more…"

Yes!

quitemystery:

I find it so interesting that you you told me “It takes me a long time to cum” when we first talked. As I always do, I just listened. You told me by yourself you can cum sometimes in 3-4 minutes, but with a guy it takes much longer if you cum at all. You told me all these things about yourself that you were so sure of.

Then when we started and I pulled out a vibrator, you responded right away, “That won’t help, I’ve tried it before.” A conviction without even a trial.

I smiled.

"You don’t have to worry about deciding what will or won’t work. You don’t have to worry about performing, or succeeding or failing. All you have to worry about is following what I tell you. Take off your shorts and your panties."

You look a little surprised that I switched gears so quickly. “Look, I don’t just get turned on like this…”

"WAS I UNCLEAR?" My voice had changed tones…again you looked surprised and began to answer, "No, I just…"

"Good. I can leave now. We don’t have to do this. I won’t ask again. I will assume the next action you do or don’t take is your answer. Take off your shorts and your panties."

This time you were quiet and did as you were told.

"Now, kneel on the floor," I said pointing to a place on the carpet next to me. You knelt.

I had you fold your hands behind your head. I had you hold good posture for me. I had you spread your legs. All little directions. All specific. I got no more questions from you.

"I know you like to be in control. I know you like to find little ways to fight and struggle. I know you like to test. Those won’t work with me."

I switched on the vibrator on high. “Don’t move.” I held the tip of the vibrator against your clit. I didn’t move it.

"I also know that a good girl wouldn’t let a near stranger do this to her. A good girl wouldn’t tell me the story of her sex life, nor would she let me order her around."

My voice seemed like it wasn’t attached to me.

"You feel that vibrator on your clit?"

You nodded.

"Its buzzing away and you can’t stop it. You can’t speed it up or slow it down. If you want to continue, which I know you do, you just have to hold still."

You were wet now. Your eyes blinked and you breathed evenly only with effort. “Is this beginning to turn you on?” You nodded. “You know what type of girl lets an older man she barely knows do this to her? Do you know what this makes you?”

You paused. It was almost like words weren’t allowed but I hadn’t said you couldn’t speak. You shook your head looking confused.

"Keep holding still. That makes you a little slut." On the word slut I rubbed the vibe in little circles on your clit then stopped. The mix of pleasure, and objection on your face was priceless. "Don’t move." "Don’t speak my little slut." I rubbed it in circles again on your clit on the word.

 ”Now, tell me…say what you are for me.” You paused and I pulled the vibrator away. Using the flat of my hand I gave you a hard swat on your pussy that made you loose your balance a little and began holding the vibe on your clit again right away while it still tingled.

"Tell me what you are." Again the pause and this time I spanked you 3 times. "Who’d let themselves be treated like this? Would a slut do this?"

"Yes!" sprung from your lips while I was still rubbing your clit with the vibe. I stopped. "Then tell me what you are."

"I’m a slut!" And I rubbed your clit even further.

Again I asked, and again you answered “A slut.” I rubbed your clit, and your squirming made me pull the vibe away. I spanked you again. “Hold still…What are you?”

"A SLUT!" I rubbed fast and firm on your clit.

We both could feel your orgasm coming. I pulled the vibrator away, tangled my fingers in your hair and pulled you over backwards across my lap. My free hand I used to hold and slowly…painfully slowly rub your clit.

"It takes you a long time to cum because you like to be in control." I twisted my finger just inside your pussy. "You don’t want to be a slut and want to be difficult. You don’t want to be easy and out of control." You moaned again as I rocked my finger against your clit. Isn’t that right my little slut…

"I’m going to cum." …I pulled my hand away.

"Who said you got to do anything slut?" I said as my hand came down 5 times firm on your pussy, making you gasp with each strike.

"You’re not in control any-more…"

Yes!

Tagged: quitemysteryerotic fictionorgasm controlgifsmasturbation

Source: cutiliae

16th April 2014

Photoset reblogged from Rain and Sex with 657 notes

lightningbugjune1:

femsubdenial:

flesh-fantasies:

I want this..so damn bad

I love doing this… so damn much! ;-)

I think part of the appeal for me is how simply she’s restrained. It gives the false sense of just maybe being able to have some control- thus you’re fighting your mind to completely submit AND all those orgasms.

YES! It’s something I had learned from reading tickling forums: Being loosely tied feels very different vs being completely immobilized.

Tagged: lightningbugjune1interactions

Source: sexual-fantasies

16th April 2014

Photo reblogged from Extraneous Redux with 47 notes

extraneousredux:

(This isn’t the first time something like this has happened with Jack, 18’s boyfriend.  It’s a pattern.)

18 called me on her way home from school.

18:  “I need your advice.”
Me:  “Okay.  Go.”
18:  “Jack was really mad at me today, and he was awful all day.”
Me:  “Why was he mad?”
18:  “Because he says that my pants are too sexy.  He said the boys look at me when I dress like this.  He was mad all day.  Everyone was asking me about it, even a teacher.  Then he stormed out of school and drove away without talking to me.”
Me:  “What?  What are you wearing?”
18:  “My black sweat pants.” (The exact same pants as in the photos above.)
Me:  “Okay.  Let me ask you a few questions.  First, do YOU think your pants are too sexy?”
18:  “No.”
Me:  “Next question:  do you enjoy choosing your own clothes, or do you want your boyfriend to have that choice?”
18:  “I think I can choose my own clothes.”
Me:  “Then you need to let him know that you’re not going to reward his tantrum by giving him power over you.  This is scary behavior and really controlling.”

(Husband walked into the house right at this point, and gave me a curious look.)

Me:  “I’m going to put you on speaker.  Your dad is here.”
18:  “Okay.”

(She explained the whole thing to him.)

Husband:  “First of all, that sounds really controlling.”
18: (laughs) “That’s what mom said.”
Husband:  “Second of all….what are you wearing?”
18:  “Sweat pants and a hoodie.”
Husband: (scoffing) “No.  Just…no.  He doesn’t get to tell you what to wear.   This kind of thing sets a pattern, and sends you on very negative tragectory.”

(18 arrived at home and hung up her phone to talk to us in person.)

Husband:  “Those are the pants he hated?!”
18:  “Yes.”
Husband:  “Turn around.  Let me see your butt.”
(18 laughs and turns around.)
Husband:  “Oh come on!  Those are practically baggy!  Even if you were wearing shorts with your butt cheeks hanging out, he would have no say.  Just…no.  No.  You can’t let him treat you like this.  I mean…I can’t make your choices for you…but you need to know that what he’s doing isn’t normal.  It’s not okay.”
18:  (looks at her phone) “Jack just texted me.  He says that I really hurt his feelings today because I was talking to the guys I sit by during choir.  What should I text back?”
Husband:  “Honestly?”
18:  “Yeah?”
Husband:  “I think you should break up with him.  He’s telling you what to wear, who to talk to, and he’s trying to make you feel bad for just being you.”

(18 looks at me.)

Me:  “This is your call.  But I hope you don’t decide to give him all of your choices.  And you should know why this scares us.  Go look up signs that a relationship could become abusive.  Read it and give it some thought.  Then talk to Jack.”
18:  (sigh) “This could really go either way with us, huh?”
Me:  “Yep.”

This is actually on topic for this blog, I think, because it reminds me of someone I was talking with someone a year ago.  Her first boyfriends were domineering because that’s what she thought she wanted.  Now she’s realized: She wants someone who’s dominant, not domineering.

extraneousredux:

(This isn’t the first time something like this has happened with Jack, 18’s boyfriend. It’s a pattern.)

18 called me on her way home from school.

18: “I need your advice.”
Me: “Okay. Go.”
18: “Jack was really mad at me today, and he was awful all day.”
Me: “Why was he mad?”
18: “Because he says that my pants are too sexy. He said the boys look at me when I dress like this. He was mad all day. Everyone was asking me about it, even a teacher. Then he stormed out of school and drove away without talking to me.”
Me: “What? What are you wearing?”
18: “My black sweat pants.” (The exact same pants as in the photos above.)
Me: “Okay. Let me ask you a few questions. First, do YOU think your pants are too sexy?”
18: “No.”
Me: “Next question: do you enjoy choosing your own clothes, or do you want your boyfriend to have that choice?”
18: “I think I can choose my own clothes.”
Me: “Then you need to let him know that you’re not going to reward his tantrum by giving him power over you. This is scary behavior and really controlling.”

(Husband walked into the house right at this point, and gave me a curious look.)

Me: “I’m going to put you on speaker. Your dad is here.”
18: “Okay.”

(She explained the whole thing to him.)

Husband: “First of all, that sounds really controlling.”
18: (laughs) “That’s what mom said.”
Husband: “Second of all….what are you wearing?”
18: “Sweat pants and a hoodie.”
Husband: (scoffing) “No. Just…no. He doesn’t get to tell you what to wear. This kind of thing sets a pattern, and sends you on very negative tragectory.”

(18 arrived at home and hung up her phone to talk to us in person.)

Husband: “Those are the pants he hated?!”
18: “Yes.”
Husband: “Turn around. Let me see your butt.”
(18 laughs and turns around.)
Husband: “Oh come on! Those are practically baggy! Even if you were wearing shorts with your butt cheeks hanging out, he would have no say. Just…no. No. You can’t let him treat you like this. I mean…I can’t make your choices for you…but you need to know that what he’s doing isn’t normal. It’s not okay.”
18: (looks at her phone) “Jack just texted me. He says that I really hurt his feelings today because I was talking to the guys I sit by during choir. What should I text back?”
Husband: “Honestly?”
18: “Yeah?”
Husband: “I think you should break up with him. He’s telling you what to wear, who to talk to, and he’s trying to make you feel bad for just being you.”

(18 looks at me.)

Me: “This is your call. But I hope you don’t decide to give him all of your choices. And you should know why this scares us. Go look up signs that a relationship could become abusive. Read it and give it some thought. Then talk to Jack.”
18: (sigh) “This could really go either way with us, huh?”
Me: “Yep.”

This is actually on topic for this blog, I think, because it reminds me of someone I was talking with someone a year ago. Her first boyfriends were domineering because that’s what she thought she wanted. Now she’s realized: She wants someone who’s dominant, not domineering.

Tagged: extraneousreduxabuse

16th April 2014

Photoset reblogged from WhoreMoanally Driven with 657 notes

flesh-fantasies:

I want this..so damn bad

I love doing this… so damn much! ;-)

Tagged: flesh-fantasiesvibratorsgifsForced Orgasmspost orgasm torture

Source: sexual-fantasies

15th April 2014

Question reblogged from the pervy one with 25 notes

homemadexraymachine asked: How was the figging experiment?

ahornylittlething:

It was… interesting, to say the least. We first tried it in my ass, and that… that did NOT go well. It burned way too much, and not in the good way. I had to safeword after around 4 minutes, and even after it was out, it was still burning for a while. I did not enjoy that one at all. I was literally crying and screaming after just a minute, Mistress actually asked me if I wanted to stop then, but I stil tried to keep it in a little longer and see if it would get at least a bit better. It got a LOT worse instead… so no, that was something I did not enjoy at all. To be honest, that probably means that it would be very effective as punishment, but since that definitely not the goal yesterday, it ended up being a no-no.

We waited until the burning had stopped, and honestly I just wanted to call it quits after that, but after a lot of aftercare and calming down done by my lovely Mistress, I was okay with trying it again in my pussy instead. I’m really glad we did that, because it was really fucking incredible. At first Mistress just cut a tiny slice and let it resting on my clit while she carved another plug, and that gave me a very interesting sensation. It was cold at the first touch, but then it became hot suddenly, and it sort of prickled, in a nice way. And it made me really, really need to have my clit touched, my hips were rocking after a while. Then when the plug was in, it also started buring after a minute or two, but it was not as unbearable as in my ass. It was in that threshold between the nice pain and the bad pain, you know? It was sort of there, and it was like it changed every few seconds, sometimes it registered as a pleasing burning, sometimes it registered as a paingul burning, but it was still the kind of pain that I could take, especially with Mistress holding me and encouraging me to take deep breaths. And then after a few minutes, my pussy started clenching around it, and the burning got stronger and it was a lot more on the painful side… but still I was close to cumming. And when Mistress allowed me to and I came, it was like fire, it burned SO much… but that only made me cum again. I was screaming and cumming, and she only took it out after I had stopped, by which time I had already had 6 orgasms, one right after the other. So… yes, that one was really enjoyable. Clearly my pussy was enjoying even the moments that I perceived as more painful than good.

Tagged: figgingahornylittlethingnote to self