Monthly Archive for September, 2008

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Impromptu Show

Published on September 20, 2008 in bdsm, D/s, dom, exhibitionism, orgasm denial, sex and Uncategorized. 0 Comments

Saturday started out quiet. I had plenty of time to catch up on blogging about the day before and MasterDoc worked on some organizing in his bedroom. It seemed like the whole day would just be us hanging out since we hadn’t heard back from anyone we had asked to see us. In the afternoon, I went to the store for some soda and got a call while I was there. It was from G., the lady who came to see us a couple of weeks ago who got her butt nicely reddened by MasterDoc’s hand. Apparently she and her hubby would be up to getting together tonight, so I said great and that I’d call her back once I got upstairs to talk to MasterDoc about timing.

I come home and tell MasterDoc and he says, “Great. Put on your collar.” Ok, I’m wondering why he suddenly wants me in my collar. He tells me that a guy who is interested in a show was in the area and he’d be over in ten minutes. Ten minutes! In that time period MasterDoc had to take a bath, I needed to shower, I was just getting dressed as the guy showed up. I took a couple of minutes to dry my hair and I put on a little makeup and made an appearance in the living room. In a very short period of time, the day went from being a little dull to being blogworthy thanks to two phone calls at just about the same time.

He had me get naked and suck his cock for a bit, and he was clearly still in the mindset of verbal humiliation. He had me look at the guy, which was difficult for me as always. MasterDoc had me lay down on the mat on the floor and he slapped my thighs a little as I played with my nea on my clit. Ouch. Then he decided to have me turn over and spank my ass, letting me continue using the toy on my clit. He not only used his hands and the slapper, he used the flogger on me as well – both on my ass and on my upper back. (As always avoiding the area around the kidneys because making your sub pee blood is not a good thing.) He had me turn over again, and play some more with myself for the audience. He asked if I wanted to get fucked and I said, “Yes, Sir.”

“Yes, Sir, what?” I really should know by now that I should say in full what it is I’m saying yes to.

“Yes, Sir, I want to get fucked.”

He made me wait for a little while, getting myself close to the edge of coming. Finally he came over and fucked me. We started out with me on my knees but I tripped and hurt my knee the other day, so I couldn’t do that for long. The guy suggested putting me on my back and so we fucked missionary style. The guy was allowed to hold my leg up while I was fucked. I had gotten myself close to coming while using the toy so I was on the edge of orgasm in no time. I begged for permission to come and wasn’t given it. He fucked me some more and I moaned out a plea to be allowed to come. He continued fucking me, not allowing me to come. I ached for orgasm at this point. He stopped fucking me and had me play with the toy a little more again.

I was close to orgasm from the toy when MasterDoc came over and started fingering me. I begged for orgasm again and this time he told me to come. Immediately I started orgasming. He had to put his hand over my mouth to quiet me since I screamed as usual. (I love me a loud orgasm. I lose myself in the moment and moan and scream out my pleasure.) I was a little sore from the night before (not enough lube and ended up bleeding in case you don’t remember). I bled a little again but I’m not terribly worried about it. It hurt a little while he fingered me but I still came anyway.

Tonight, I should be used by three people – MasterDoc, G. and G’s husband, Max.

After the show today, I had the thought that I’m actually a sex worker. I don’t always get the cash that comes from doing the shows but I do get treated to dinner afterwards. While doing the shows satisfies a kink and isn’t “work” in the traditional sense, I do need to make sure it’s as hot as possible for the guy paying to watch. I’ve been attracted to sex work, because the idea of getting paid for something I love to do is a really cool idea. I’ve stayed away from it because of the legal concerns but of course there’s nothing illegal about getting paid to be dominated and fucked in front of someone. Of course, while I think this is cool I also realize that I should keep it to myself as plenty of people would be upset by it – like my job, my parents, etc. I’m not doing anything illegal but still there’s a stigma against sex work of any kind.

Slow Night; Good Orgasm

Published on September 20, 2008 in bdsm, D/s, dom, exhibitionism, sex parties, slut, spanking, submissive and Uncategorized. 0 Comments

After having the guest over in the afternoon, we went out that evening to a swing club. I was really horny and so glad to be having such a sex-filled day. Unfortunately, the club was slow. At one point I was one of only two women in the club. Now, granted, this is the perfect set up for MasterDoc to give me that gang bang he’s always threatening. But I guess he didn’t find enough guys suitable (he had his eye on three guys, but one turned out to be a jackass), or he didn’t feel in the mood to do it. We cuddled a bit in the back room (the one with the spanking bench) and at first that’s all we were going to do. But we got an audience of one guy stroking himself and so MasterDoc decided to flip me over and spank a bit. He started out caressing my ass and stroking my back. I had tensed up waiting for a spank but instead I got petted. I relaxed into it and enjoyed the sensation.

He had me pull my pants half down, so I was naked from waist to knees, as I lay face down on the bed. He started spanking me with his hand. He slapped quite hard but I was into it last night. It hurt but I was enjoying the pain. He slapped my ass for quite a while, I’m sure it got all red. I could hear a small gathering of an audience behind me. It sounded like the audience was into watching me get hit, and this only fueled his spanking harder. I was surprised at how long and hard he hit me, but I enjoyed being the submissive and trying to take all I could. He got out the leather slapper and slapped my ass some with that, turning it over to the whip end a couple of times. The spanking went on for a while, with me crying out when the pain got to be too much. It seemed like he went on forever. Just when I thought maybe he’d stop, just when he complained I was making his shoulder hurt, he would keep on going. My ass stung. The audience sounded like they were really enjoying watching a slut get spanked hard. Eventually, he stopped and had me get dressed. One guy talked with MasterDoc after about the local bdsm club and bdsm play in general.

We wandered around the club a bit more, still next to no couples there, mostly single guys. After a break we found ourselves in the exhibitionists’ room. (Go figure. Would you ever expect us to be there?) We lay down on the bed and guys gathered around to watch. I sucked MasterDoc’s cock for a while. We made out a bit. It was all very sexy and slow moving. I really got into it. He had me play with my new toy (the nea) and get myself worked up and close to the edge. He’d finger me, then take his fingers out and have me lick them to wet them. He commented at one point about how the audience seemed to like that. He’d slide them in me, get me worked up, then take them out and have me lick them thoroughly to wet them. He asked me at one point if I needed lube and I said I was fine. It turned out later I probably should have had some lube (I bled a bit) but we all know that I tend to like things rough. In the heat of the moment I was having a good time while guys crowded around to watch him finger me. He’d slap my thighs in between fingering my cunt. I got so worked up and started begging to come. He made me say it louder, so the crowd could hear me. “Please let me come, Sir!”

“Are you a filthy slut?”

“Yes, Sir, I’m a filthy slut.”

He didn’t let me come right away, but instead kept fingering me while I kept playing with the nea on my clit. I was so worked up, and he’d say to me, “That’s it, keep it on the edge. Good girl.” I so wanted to come! He was working my g-spot inside and I wondered if maybe I would squirt when I came. I’d open my eyes every so often and see the men huddled around watching. One guy was stroking his cock while watching me. While I get a little shy (i.e., I can’t keep my eyes open) I do love being the center of attention. MasterDoc had me totally focused on my cunt and clit and I begged again to be allowed to come. After waiting a bit more, he let me come and I screamed out in pleasure. My muscles clenched and I’m surprised I didn’t squirt. I came and came and came. It was a really earth-shattering orgasm.

Afterward, breathless, I managed to get out a, “Thank you, Sir.” I lay down for a bit, catching my breath. The guy who had had his cock out said that he really enjoyed watching and would love to “be a part of your (MasterDoc’s) circle.” He implied that he would be glad to submit too and MasterDoc just thanked him and declined. MasterDoc had me give the guy a hand, however, and I stroked his cock for a while while other guys watched. Eventually MasterDoc decided that he had had enough and we got dressed. We hung out for a while longer, but things never picked up. I was still a horny girl, but I had had wonderful orgasms, so I couldn’t complain. *grin* We went home, getting bagels on the way as usual, and hung out for a while at home before getting to sleep.

Dirty Slut

Published on September 20, 2008 in blow jobs, D/s, dom, exhibitionism, kink, orgasm denial, sex, slut, spanking and Uncategorized. 0 Comments

We had a guest over for the first time in a while. I was feeling more shy than usual, but in a way that is hot – I felt more embarassed to be used as a slut in front of an audience and that humiliation was a turn on. Add to this the fact that MasterDoc was more into verbal humiliation than usual and it was a somewhat difficult scene in some respects. Yet, while I found it hard to be called a filthy slut so much, I was also really turned on. Humiliation is a hard kink to have, because you feel like you shouldn’t enjoy it so much. You feel embarassed and shy and yet your crotch is on fire.

MasterDoc had me suck his cock for a while, but the guy first asked why I was still dressed. So I was told to get up and get undressed for the man. I was quickly naked and back on my knees sucking cock. MasterDoc had me look at the guy as I did so, something he knows is difficult for me. I tried my best to be a good girl and make eye contact while licking and sucking. After a bit, he had me lay on my stomach for a spanking. He was rougher than I thought he would be, I knew that the guy watching wasn’t so much into bdsm as trying to broaden his horizons. At one point later on MasterDoc slapped my face harder than usual, and I had a momentary worry about marks (there are no marks, the man knows what he’s doing) and he’d grab my hair hard in between. While the roughness threw me off a bit, I kept in submissive mode and took what he gave me.

He fucked me in front of the guy, calling me a dirty whore during. I moaned at the feel of his cock inside me. I wanted so much to come. He got me to the edge but held me there and didn’t let me come. It was so hot being watched. After, he had me play with myself in front of the man, we were waiting at that point for another man to show up, and I had my legs spread wide while the man watched me stroke my clit. I was really wet during all this. The guy had a hard on from watching me. He asked MasterDoc if he could would have me suck his cock. MasterDoc declined, but had me lend the guy a hand for a while. I had this guy’s cock in one hand, MasterDoc’s in the other hand. How slutty, giving two handjobs at once! *grin*

The other guy never showed up, and the first guy had to get going. I was left having not had an orgasm and I was feeling horny. What made me even more horny was that MasterDoc has gotten back this medical device that’s supposed to help women orgasm easier. It provides suction on your clit and you use it a few times a week to improve blood flow. (The perks of dating a doctor! lol) He had me use it for a while and the sucking turned me on some more. He’s sending me home with the device and we will see how easy it makes it for me to come. Rowr. So I was all sorts of horny when we went out that evening.

Foursome

Published on September 18, 2008 in analingus, foursome, swinging and vacation. 0 Comments

Been away with Davey this week. We had a lovely time – ate too much (and unhealthily at times – sweet crepes for breakfast AND lunch one day), drank too much, and indulged in some sexy stuff. All in all, a good vacation. The other night we met up with a couple. Davey had put an ad on craigslist trying to find couples to play with at our destination. We only got one satisfactory response (i.e., someone who took a moment to write a couple of lines to pique our interest) and we arranged to meet them in a bar by our hotel.

I was nervous meeting them, after all I wasn’t particularly attracted to the guy from the picture he sent, what if there was zero chemistry and we wanted to bail? Luckily when we met them he was better looking than his photo, and at any rate feeling comfortable with someone is more important to me than looks ultimately. We had drinks with them and chatted a bit. They were nice but I doubt they’d be a couple we’d hang out with regularly if they lived nearby. We clicked enough, but when all was said and done it wasn’t an experience I’d go out of my way to repeat. Yes I know I’m a spoiled bitch that I can turn my nose up at reasonably decent vanilla sex but it was just ok. I came, yes, but I had to really focus and work on those orgasms.

So we chatted for a while then they asked if we wanted to hang out or get some rest. I said let’s go hang out and so we went up to our hotel room. After a few minutes all of us ended up sitting on the bed, but getting things started was the awkward part. (There was MUCH awkwardness.) Davey is fairly shy and he was all the way at the other end of the bed, on the other side of me. I at least tried to sit close to the couple, within arm’s length, but I wasn’t any good at instigating. We talked for quite a while longer and I just kept thinking, “How on earth are we going to start this? I wish they’d start something.” And eventually that was the solution, the guy grabbed his woman and started kissing her deeply and groping her breasts. Davey kissed me for a bit as well. We chatted some more and the guy reached out his hand and took mine. Somehow I eventually ended up making out with him and the woman moved closer to Davey and started making out with him. The swap had finally been successful.

So I fooled around with the guy and Davey fooled around with the woman. Every so often I’d look over to see Davey going down on her and she was moaning and writhing around. In the meanwhile, the guy passionately sucked on my nipples and got me to take my shirt off. He took his shirt off as well and I was momentarily dismayed to find that he’s really hairy (not my thing) but wasn’t as squicked by it as I would have thought I’d be. Soon, he had my pants off as well and was going down on me. It felt good but it wasn’t until he added his fingers inside me that I was able to come. He got me propped up on a pillow and kept moving his tongue lower and lower. Yes, folks, for the first time ever someone has licked my asshole. It felt nice but I really don’t get what all the fuss is about. He not only licked me there but he wet his finger and slid it inside. He fingered my ass while eating me out and I came again. It felt really naughty to have this complete stranger ravaging my asshole like that.

I sucked him briefly but he had me get on hands and knees for a fucking. He fucked me doggy style for a while and Davey was still fingering and going down on the woman. I ended up on my back again and he went down on me some more. By this time I was sweating bullets and needed a break. After a short break he went down on me some more and fucked me again. The thing is, I’m a kinky girl and while he was fucking me I closed my eyes and thought of MasterDoc slapping my face to add some excitement to what was going on. When he was fucking me doggy style he lightly slapped my ass (and I do mean lightly) and I thought to myself, “You call that a spank?” and chuckled inwardly at how this guy would probably be a little freaked to know just how kinky I am. (They didn’t seem the kinky type.) All in all it was just an ok experience. It was fun to watch Davey’s face as the woman went down on him, and the experience wasn’t totally terrible, but I feel really lukewarm about the whole thing. I think in a lot of respects it was too vanilla for me. Or maybe I just didn’t have enough chemistry with the guy. I dunno.

The night before that Davey and I went to a strip club and unfortunately it was pretty slow, and the dancers seemed bored. We had a couple of drinks but mostly it was a waste of time. The one dancer who really put effort into her show was unfortunately quite thin and not curvy, so she wasn’t my type. It’s a shame because had she been curvy I would have quite enjoyed her show. The curvy stripper was totally predictable, every time she’d grab her nipples I knew that next came her right hand sliding down to touch her crotch – every freakin’ time! The same moves, over and over again.

Thankfully, the food and drink on vacation was stellar for the most part, so that made up for the sexy bits being a little underwhelming. On our last night there Davey and I went out to a fancy restaurant, polished off a bottle of wine (after having had beer cocktails before dinner) and went back to the hotel to drunkenly fuck. *grin* During the days we did the tourist thing. It was a short vacation but I love travel so much that I’m glad to even have just a few days away.

Dream

Published on September 14, 2008 in bondage, dreams and submissive. 1 Comment

I had a strange dream the other morning that I just remembered. In it, I was living in Victorian times and the man I was with kept me tightly laced up in a corset. In the dream the corset wasn’t uncomfortable as it would have been in real life, it was erotic. I’d sigh with pleasure as he pulled the strings tighter. Like most dreams I don’t remember if this had a storyline or not but I remember images. Towards the end I was not only in the corset but also in metal handcuffs, and the whole thing was terribly erotic.

Infuriation

Published on September 14, 2008 in assault. 0 Comments

There are plenty of things in this society that infuriate me, but the one on my mind today is the fact that in the case of a rape or assault the benefit of the doubt is inevitably given to the perpetrator. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve encountered people not wanting to get involved, not wanting to condemn what is illegal, not to mention damaging behavior. When a woman actually has the strength to speak out she finds apathy and an unwillingness to acknowledge her experience staring back at her. I truly believe we live in a society that condones sexual violence against women. (I won’t get into how awful it is that men don’t even feel like they can admit to having been raped or assaulted, as a woman I speak from a woman’s experience.) The burden of proof is put on the woman to prove what has happened to her, and even when people have been around when it happens they STILL aren’t willing to speak up for what’s right.

It’s no mystery to me why so many women do not report rapes and assaults. When you get people just sticking their head in the sand you start to reevaluate your decision to speak up. Sure, what happened to you was wrong, but does it matter knowing that if no one else will acknowledge that it even happened? The benefit of the doubt goes to the perpetrator – so the victim gets to experience both being victimized and being ignored. And that infuriates me. It’s easy to get away with a sexual assault. Not so easy to get over having been assaulted.

Nadia’s Thumbs Up

Published on September 14, 2008 in reviews and sex toys. 0 Comments

I had scheduled this to post at 9 am but wordpress will not cooperate when it comes to scheduled posts. So alas, as I’m away this week I will not likely be posting at all.

Now that I’ve decided to take a foray into reviewing items, I figured it might be nice to give a “Nadia’s thumbs up” to a few items I actually bought with my own money that I’m really glad I got.

The Rock Chick. It’s one of the mysteries of the universe why I don’t use this often, it’s a terrific toy. It nudges your g-spot while you rock it back and forth over your clit and mons. The part over your clit has a cordless bullet vibe in it. I should resist but I will say it – the rock chick rocks!

The Keeper - Not a sex toy, but as a liberated woman I’m so glad to get away from tampons and pads. The Keeper is a gum rubber menstrual cup, it catches your flow rather than stopping it up. You simply dump it out, clean with soap and water and put back in again. One of my favorite things is that once you start your period there’s nothing to carry – the Keeper is with you at all times. I could never go back to tampons and pads now (especially with their bleached cotton that’s not good for your bits). If you prefer silicone or have an allergy to latex, The Moon Cup or Diva Cup is the same thing in silicone. I also love that I can wear this for longer than I ever could tampons. On heaviest days, I’d have to change my super absorbency tampons every three hours, the Keeper needs to be emptied every eight. On lighter days I can simply take care of it every twelve hours – just twice a day! Not to mention it lasts 10 years and works out to be MUCH cheaper and easier on the environment than tampons or pads.

Instead – In the same vein of the Keeper, the Instead soft cup is another menstrual cup, but it’s shaped like a diaphragm and as such you can have sex with it in. It’s not perfect, I’ve had it leak when my flow is heavy, so it’s not going to replace the Keeper in my life anytime soon, but it is handy to reduce the risk of mess while having sex during your period.

Acrylic wand. Babeland doesn’t carry this any more, so I can’t provide a link. But it’s an acrylic wand, bent at one end for g-spot stimulation and nobbly at the other end. Again, a toy I really should play with more but somehow I don’t end up doing it. I didn’t think I liked hard dildoes until I tried this one. I will have to give this a spin more often.

Lube. Just a general category, silicone-based or water-based ones without glycerin are recommended (glycerin can increase yeast infections in some women). Do NOT under any circumstances use silicone lube with silicone toys, you will ruin your toys. I generally stick with water-based myself. And I once thought this was known by everyone until I had the couple I used to play with try to use baby oil with condoms – you CANNOT use oil-based lubes with condoms. The oil will weaken the latex and your condom won’t provide the protection you’re using it for. If you’re fluid-bound with your partner and not using condoms, or if you use the female condom (it’s made of polyurethane) you can use oil-based.

Silicone toys. Silicone rocks because you can boil it to disinfect. You can run it through the dishwasher even (just take out any vibrating parts first). The rock chick is silicone. I avoid plastic jelly toys like the plague these days (I have a couple I really should just throw out) as the porous jelly will trap bacteria, so even if you’re the only person using it you run the very real risk of infection. (When sharing toys it’s of course recommended to use condoms over them to prevent transmission of infection.) Silicone costs a bit more but it’s definitely worth it.

I hope you’ve enjoyed my little ramble. It’s made me think of toys I should dig out once my period is over (clit toys are so good during your period, you can leave your keeper in). I hope this has been helpful in some way.

Eight Minutes

Published on September 12, 2008 in bdsm, masturbation and porn. 0 Comments

I asked MasterDoc for permission to use my new toy again this week, and he laid out the guidelines – I could come as fast as I am able, as many times as I am able, but only within eight minutes. At the end of the eight minutes I had to stop. The time would start as soon as I touched myself, so I could look at porn and get myself worked up however long I wanted to before I started the eight minutes.

I was a little worried that I wouldn’t be able to come as fast as I used to be able to come. I could churn out orgasms in no time before, not so much these days. Of course, most of the time these days I have to hold back, so perhaps I would come more quickly than I think I could.

I put some porn on (the Sasha Grey film again) and I got myself worked up watching her struggle all tied up. At 2:50 on the dot I started touching myself with the vibrator, and by 2:51 I had managed to come. So much for worrying about that! Since I was allowed the full eight minutes I took the time to play with myself some more. I really do love my new nea by the way, I’ve decided it’s as good as my bullet vibe with the perk that it doesn’t have a cord. The second orgasm took a few minutes, you’d think when I’m worked up I’d come faster but somehow it didn’t work that way. I had another mind blowing orgasm as I watched Sasha Grey choke on Brandon Iron’s cock. I had a couple of minutes left, so I tried to go for another. At one minute to go my cell phone suddenly rings. Now who would have such perfect timing? Oh yes, it was MasterDoc. I let it go to voicemail as I wanted to get that last minute in. I finished off the minute but didn’t have another orgasm. Still, I was left feeling really good.

I called MasterDoc back and he laughed at the fact that he had caught me in the midst of the eight minutes. He jokingly gave me a hard time about not taking his call. I did debate whether I should pick up or not, but my horniness won out. I could totally go for another eight minutes right now, but I will have to be a good girl and find other things to occupy my time.

Sarah Palin – the Anti-Feminist

Published on September 11, 2008 in Feminism and politics. 0 Comments

Of course, this is a sex blog and not a political platform. But as someone who is a staunch feminist, in favor of accurate and complete sex education in the schools, pro-birth control being easily accessible, pro-choice, I must in good conscience speak out about Sarah Palin. My emotions run high on this subject as she has clearly been chosen because she’s female, while also being the most anti-female person they could have possibly picked. The idea of her in the White House scares the shit out of me.

Gloria Steinem wrote a good piece in the LA Times.

And the blog Sexy Whispers has posted the following:

Women Against Sarah Palin

Friends, compatriots, fellow-lamenters,

We are writing to you because of the fury and dread we have felt since the announcement of Sarah Palin as the Vice-Presidential candidate for the Republican Party. We believe that this terrible decision has surpassed mere partisanship and that it is a dangerous farce on the part of a pandering and rudderless Presidential candidate that has a real possibility of becoming fact.

Perhaps like us, as American women, you share the fear of what Ms. Palin and her professed beliefs and proven record could lead to for ourselves and for our present or future daughters. To date, she is against sex education, birth control, the pro-choice platform, environmental protection, alternative energy development, freedom of speech (as mayor she wanted to ban books and attempted to fire the librarian who stood against her), gun control, the separation of church and state, and polar bears. To say nothing of her complete lack of real preparation to become the second-most-powerful person on the planet.

We want to clarify that we are not against Sarah Palin as a woman, a mother, or, for that matter, a parent of a pregnant teenager, but solely as a rash, incompetent, and all together devastating choice for Vice President. Ms. Palin’s political views are in every way a slap in the face to the accomplishments that our mothers, grandmothers, and great-grandmothers so fiercely fought for, and that we’ve so demonstrably benefited from.

First and foremost, Ms. Palin does not represent us. She does not demonstrate or uphold our interests as American women. It is presumed that the inclusion of a woman on the Republican ticket could win over women voters. We want to disagree, publicly. Therefore, we invite you to reply to womensaynopalin@gmail.com with a short, succinct message about why you, as a woman living in this country, do not support this candidateas second-in-command for our nation.

Please include your name (last initial is fine), age, and place of residence.

We will post your responses on a blog called ‘Women Against Sarah Palin.’ Please send us your reply at your earliest convenience as the greater the volume of responses we receive, the stronger our message will be.

Thank you for your time and action.

VIVA!

HNT

Published on September 11, 2008 in hnt and Uncategorized. 2 Comments

This week’s HNT photo is from an evening when I dressed up as a naughty school girl and had Davey take pics. This one, however, was one I took myself while waiting for him to be ready.