After I had been filmed for the television in a strange building in Hackney – no, not some kind of sinister dungeon or disused warehouse – I shared a cab with a journalist to Covent Garden. (Covent Garden where I went to Coffee, Cake and Kink and then met Jack for the first time – [...]
Aesthetics of male beauty are so easy. It makes me confused how they go so wrong. On Monday night Jack wore handcuffs and a big white shirt fastened with only one button. He had an eye patch, stubble and an erection.
I bought the eye patch from the chemist. It was white. I covered it in [...]
I *was* surfing for something fun to do with Jack. But I was already getting tired of reading about Mr Sir’s suggestions of piss ice lollies etcetera and primed and mildly irritated when I stumbled upon this.
And I’m reading it and thinking how fucking annoying it is. And then I remember – oh yuh, this [...]
So, the other evening I was watching TV with Pan and I started hitting his balls with the remote control…
Now here’s a funny thing. CBT, right, is fucking huge. If you look at what pros talk about on their wacky prodominatrixin’ is, like, so the best fun eva! I get paid to make bitch-face blogs [...]
I have a small, mostly contained, but occasionally very insistent addiction to submissive men. A certain kind of submissive man.
And I don’t mean the good ones.
I don’t mean the Jacks.
I really like fucked up submissive men. I get turned on by submissive men who are ashamed of what they are. I complain about submissive men [...]
There’s some kind of RugbyWorld Cup going on. Which wouldn’t really stand a mention, except the other day I was on a train whooshing through a station and the most beautiful advertising image sort of subliminally flashed into my brain.
I can’t seem to find a tidy version of it online to post here - but [...]
I swear to god I am still working on it. I am still saving femdom on all your behooves. Really and truly. I am not just having masses of distracting-from-my-cause sex.
Really.
Well, maybe I am having a little bit of sex but I have to. It’s part of my job description. But I haven’t forgotten you.
After [...]
