Fiction and opinions about BDSM, kink, sex and love
This photo is an outtake from a set I took for M’s birthday last year. I nearly set fire to my tits and then it turned out he didn’t even like cake. Never mind- the photo still makes me laugh. Here’s to me: never knowingly sensible in my attempts to please bossy men. Another year…
CN: discussion of weight gain, food, disordered eating, and fatphobia. It feels like it’s been a really long time since I put a photo that showed any more than just a close up of my tits on this blog. It’s really difficult to talk about my relationship to my body- I know that even at…
Red is just pink for girls who haven’t worked out what they are yet.
‘I’m not sure I can walk in these’. ‘Well then, little cunt, I guess you’ll have to crawl’.
Short skirt + thigh highs = A Look
Pleather skirt pulled up, panties pulled down, lying on my back with my knees splayed, the spikes of my heels dig deep into the sofa cushions as I fuck myself hard with the dildo, giving me purchase as I writhe. One hand holds the phone and one twists and slams the silicone in and out…
Pink when you’re blushing inside, baby Pink is the truth you can’t hide, maybe Pink like the folds of your brain, crazy Pink as we all go insane I’ve never been a huge fan of the colour pink. Call it internalised misogyny, a fear of being lost in oppressive gender norms or reading as too…
I bought new slutty clothes because my old ones don’t fit. Some of the new ones didn’t fit either, but I’m used to that. Even when I’m at my thinnest my tits will be too large for about two thirds of the clothes I try on- zips won’t do up, buttons strain, velcro fastenings meet…
