Tag Archives: femdom

Guest blog: I’m not a ‘Mistress’, I’m a Goddess

As someone who very strongly identifies with certain submissive nicknames (‘good girl‘ – unngh) and utterly recoils from others (‘babygirl’ – meh), I’m always fascinated by the details of other people’s kinky identities. Are you more of a ‘Domme’ or a ‘Top’? Do you see yourself as ‘Sir’ or “Daddy’? Are you a nonbinary kinkster with a fucking cool gender-neutral moniker like ‘Boss’ or ‘Your Majesty’? Love it. Today’s guest blogger, Anna Syrma, responded to my call for guest blogs from women that might be suitable for International Women’s Day with this gorgeous piece about her kinky identity. I was inundated with amazing ideas, by the way, so we’re gonna stretch IWD out for at least another month (subscribe for updates!), but I picked this as the first post because it’s all about how Anna Syrma discovered, then embraced, her kinky identity as a Goddess.

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Guest blog: Snapshots from a kinky relationship

Today’s guest blog is a really beautiful story about a kinky relationship – an intimate look into how the writer’s love of kink grew alongside love for the person he was with. I found it very moving: love, lust, and loss given equal space and weight and importance in the piece. I saved it for the end of the year because it felt like such a perfect way to wrap up the guest blogs for 2023. Huge thanks to him for sharing. If you have a story or opinion you’d like to share, especially if you don’t often see your experiences/sexuality reflected here on the blog, I would absolutely love to hear from you in 2024.

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Domme voice/The Socks/My cloak of confidence

Writing from the domme perspective is hard. When I’m being submissive, it’s easy to write with a focus on what a dominant guy did to me and how: the words this one growled and the ways he twisted and angled my body so as to best please his own eyes and cock. These hot actions, performed by him, could draw the majority of focus for any given blog post. I know it doesn’t have to be this way – with the dominant as the ‘do-er’ and the submissive as a passive recipient of whatever they choose to do, but it does tend to end up like this quite often. So writing from a subby perspective feels more comfortable to me, because if you focus on someone else when you’re bragging about the sex you had, you can partially hide the fact that you’re bragging in the first place.

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Guest blog: Show me you’re a good boy

I don’t always ask guest bloggers this question, but I do usually like it if they tell me: is this story true, or a fantasy? I am happy to publish both: fantasies are often a super hot insight into the detail of people’s kinks, even if they can’t be fulfilled in real life. But I’m not ashamed to tell you that I have a penchant for the truth. I enjoy being the one who gets to hear people’s red hot fuckbrags. I like revelling in the knowledge that when someone’s writing something especially filthy, that thing actually happened to them in real life. Anyway. Today’s absolutely incredible femdom office teasing story pressed so many of my buttons, and so many of the buttons that subby men I’ve known in the past had too, that I had to ask him if it was true. You’ll probably be as horny as I was to know that the answer is ‘yes.’ Huge thanks to the lovely (and very good) anonymous writer. Enjoy.

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Wicked fantasy 2: Mommy’s turn

This is part 2 of Isabelle Lauren‘s Wicked Fantasy story – Mommy’s turn – and it originally appeared on her website. Catch up on Part 1 – fulfilling my Mommy role play fantasies – here, and note that the following piece features age play, and uses the term ‘Mommy’ as an honorific. Everyone in this story is over the age of 18. 

I couldn’t stop thinking about that magical night, the one in which I was able to play out my fantasy of being a sexy mom. Couldn’t get her out of my mind – my daughter-for-the-night. It was a sinful fantasy, of course, and I had told myself that I’d only fuck her once, just to get this out of my mind. But instead of fading, my arousal had intensified. I wanted to play with her again.

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