It’s amazing out a simple combination of lace and suspenders can catch my attention so quickly. That, and a nice bum, of course.

(via submissivefeminist)

Although the pain can be as searing as the anticipation of each drop, hot wax is always a lovely way to spice up any evening.
Drop after drop, whether in a planned or sporadic pattern, bring a sensation that shoots through my entire body that I can hardly describe. A feeling much like fear, but far less foreboding, mixes with the pleasure that arises with an unexpected spanking. The more I am covered, the pleasure becomes increasingly heightened and I all but cum from a mere tip of the candle.
He chose to cover me that night. I was his canvas, and he painted as he pleased. His favorite, he said, was when he entered me while preparing to drip wax down the center of my breasts. The forethought of pleasurable pain caused me to grip down on him tighter than I ever have before. And when the wax finally landed and dripped casually down to my navel, he said, just when he thrust completely inside of me, he nearly came.

What ways would you want to paint me, tumblr? Don’t be shy.

I know I usually don’t make posts that don’t feature a photo of yours truly, but this is something I definitely had to share.

On more than a few occasions, when asked what is/are my favorite movie(s), I fail to give Secretary as a response. Sometimes it is a conscious decision, not wanting to have to explain what the movie is about nor wanting to justify my liking a movie that portrays a BDSM relationship. Other times, I forget just how much I love this movie.

Now, one particular reason why this movie is so powerful to me is how fucking wonderful James Spader is. His voice. I cannot begin to describe how powerful and soothing and commanding that man’s voice is to me.

Currently, I’m watching various episodes of season 8 of The Office. By “watching,” I more mean listening while doing random things around my room. And the moment Mr. Spader speaks, I melt. I tingle.

It’s ridiculous. I don’t understand

I love it.

Drunk sex isn’t always a smart idea. But, sometimes, drunk sex is exactly what I need.
Just the right amount of alcohol in my system always makes me crave a good fucking (a little more than usual). I don’t drink a lot—never enough to make me feel sloppy, simply enough to make every little touch tingle.
I seem to get wetter with every passing moment I feel this way. Every kiss, every caress seems to make me shudder. And then, the second your fingers enter me, I am yours.
What will you do to me? Will you have me worship you, or would you let me lay back as you me?

Fun fact: there may or may not have been a vibrator running off camera ;P

Dearest Tumblr,

I’m sorry that I’ve neglected you. I’ve just run short on the inspiration lately :( It’s rather disappointing.

Even though it seems I’ve abandoned you, almost everyone stuck around! And a surprising number of people have continued to contact me and ask me questions (keep it up!).

A (non)anon follower just asked me:

“Have you ever had public sex? like in a work bathroom or on a bus. The thought is very arousing to me. …”

The thought of public sex has always aroused me. The added adrenaline caused by the fear of getting caught, unf.

Sex-wise, I’ve only done in a handful of public places. The precious story about sex on the steps is true, I’ve had sex in cars on multiple occasions (and in multiple countries!, in front of a hotel window with a view of other rooms, and behind a bar.

As for masturbation publicly…well, that list is a bit more extensive.
Public restrooms at school/work/malls
In my car
On my old apartment balcony
In the living room (with people walking around)
The library
The movies (to entice a boyfriend at the time to leave)
And I’m sure I’m missing some.

What about you guys? What dirty, public places have you done the nasty, with or without a partner?

Keep those questions coming, followers :)