Tag Archives: kink

Guest blog: Please please please… deny me

I am fully grinning from ear to ear as I write the intro to this post. The fabulous @EuclideanPoint – who has written here before about letting a kinky stranger hand her control, a very kinky interrogation, and denying a partner’s orgasm – is back with another phenomenal guest blog. This time it’s her who is being denied, and the relish with which she embraces this edgy torture is such a delicious joy to behold. If you have a kink for subs who want it really badly – begging to be given further punishment, denial, or cruelty – then I guarantee you’ll love this as much as I do. Take it away, Pointy…

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Sex robot erotica: In love with a strict machine

This gorgeous erotica about being in love with a sex robot that has… ahem… strict protocols is written by Jaimie of Jaimie’s Erotica, and read by Girl on the Net. 

I would prefer real flesh and blood. I mean, obviously.

It’s not as easy as it was in our grandparents’ generation, you know? Or even my parents. Back then, you could download an ‘app’ – that’s what they were called, I think – onto your PUI and swipe through potential matches in your area, picking out someone who looked like they had something about them.

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Guest blog: I’ve had a vasectomy, but I find pregnancy hot…

I don’t get to publish enough on this blog about breeding – until relatively recently, it wasn’t a kink that I shared. But as time goes on I collect more kinks (like Pokémon, one day I hope to catch ’em all) and the more I read about breeding the more I find myself drawn in. There’s something quite primal about pregnancy. I think so, at any rate. As does this week’s guest blogger, who is here with a fabulous explanation of why – despite being resolutely childfree – his vasectomy still gave him some feelings around abandoning the possibility of having sex with someone who’s pregnant…

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Confess (part 3): look at yourself

When she’s sat for long enough in the aftermath of her wanton behaviour – knickers down, bent over the desk in his office, palms smarting from the whipping that kicked off her punishment, he calls her through to the lounge.

Just one word, barked with force and anger:

“Come.”

Note: degradation/humiliation, consensual role play, beating, fucking-as-punishment, slut shaming. Catch up on part one (gang bang in a bar) and part two (tell me where you’ve been) then pop back here for the climax. 

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Confess (part 2): Tell me where you’ve been

He’s alone in his office when she walks in. Shattered, trashed, spent, and covered in cum, when she nudges the door open she knows exactly how she looks. The dishevelled, post-fuck, ruined look on her face pairs well with the tattered remains of the shirt she once wore. The mess of her hair is a crowning glory of sluttery and shame. The bar, the beer, the men, the degradation… all of it happened as a prelude to this moment. She walks into his office, raises her eyes to meet his, and receives one simple instruction: “Confess.”

Note this story contains beating, punishment, consensual BDSM and humiliation. 

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