Ruining children’s nursery songs one by one …

The term ‘sex blogger’ isn’t a word I would use myself to call this thing I do here.

Erotica writer? Pfftt, nah, not when there are writers out there who I adore and write ten times better than I ever could. I don’t see myself as that either.

Kinky blogger? Now that’s something I have seen this wee place of mine listed as. And yea, that I feel comfortable with. For a while though I sat there thinking ‘fuck no’ I’m not that kinky am I? I’m starting to realise that okay, maybe I do have twisted tendencies that are regarded as quite kinky. Yup I’m a sick fuck hehe.

Really though I enjoy things that would raise some people’s eyebrows quite often. I have things I haven’t explored yet that I really want to. The world of BDSM fascinates me like a kid in a toy shop. There are so many facets to explore. I love rough sex, I get turned on when I experience erotic torture. Pain and I are good friends. Sometimes we hate each other. I have a mind that loves to be challenged, I like to push myself and take myself to new highs. Is it sick or wrong or fucked up? To some it could be seen that way. But to me knitting and crocheting is sick and fucked up and scares me so meh.

When I began writing reviews for Eden Fantasys I had made it clear I didn’t want to plaster this place in freekin reviews. Yea sure if I find something I want to share then I will because I want to. Drew (who I deal with) is fucking awesome. He and I sat down and flicked a few emails backwards and forwards and talked about what I could do and what I felt comfortable with doing here. So what is the Impy going to do?

She’s gonna explore moar kinky weird stuff hehe and write about it. And Eden Fantasys has kindly decided they would like to sponsor me. So what does that mean? It means I am going to write a few articles on kink, what I discover along the way and some of the cool toys they would like to send me that I want to try. And then you get to laugh and giggle and snort at my escapades. Sometimes the articles will have a bit of a serious tone, things like edge play and heavier play have safety aspects that you can’t ignore. Most of it is common sense but yano the interwebz is full of crazy notions of what BDSM ‘should’ be and not what it really is about.

Yesterday morning after yelling at the couriers (stoopid heads) I finally got my package delivered and what was in it?

Yup a 24″ leather Viper Tongue. I’m a bloody masochist … so don’t be so surprised. Actually I’m twitching and my hands are sweating just looking at it. It’s going to hurt like a motherfucker. I played with it yesterday, I had my jeans on and the bastard thing still stung quite well without much swinging effort. It really is quite evil. Molten swung it and twacked herself lightly a few times and her reaction was pretty much the same as mine. We played with it on the fluffy duvet and could see it lands quite nicely, two long straight marks. Velvet has this idea that he could play musical subbie bottoms as Molten and I both make noise. Actually I don’t know which one of us is the worst potty mouth at times hehe.

So yea I’ll write about in soon, and what impact play is all about. This is not a toy for a beginner nor someone who freaks out at pain. If you like canes and stingy toys … then I suggest you sate your curiosity and try it hehe. So yea when you see the banner below it’s kinky day and I’ll write about this stuff every couple of weeks. Sometimes more.

Gonna try a viper? I will if you will …

It begins with a light graze of a fingertip followed by a sharp pinch of a nipple. A sharp intake of breath as I see the dark gaze in your eyes. A firm flick of a fingertip followed by more torturous teasing.

Tracing invisible lines along soft flesh, another pinch, another flick. Teasing exposed skin the ministrations of your hands.

Helpless I lay there watching you peruse my body with your eyes looking for the next vunerable spot to inflict pleasure or pain. A culmination of erotic torture and arousal.

Fingertips changes to slaps, brought to the edge from your fingers playing a dance around my clit. My hips begin to rise in tune with the melody your palms play out. Reddened thighs tenderised with angry raised welts to match the storm in my mind. I slink inside myself to escape the pain only to sing back to you as palms meet skin. You play me like a violin, pulling at my strings, one by one until you build me to a crescendo.

Denying my body the one thing it craves you play me over and over. I am the instrument and you are my musician.

Make me sing.

“Now this painting, this is a pleasure my pet. A memento mori.”

“Sir?”

“It means a reminder of one’s own mortality my pet. The inscription on the tomb says “et in Arcadia ego vixi” or “I too lived in Arcadia”, a reminder we are all young once and a memory of what one learned back then. ”

“It is indeed interesting Sir”.

Pet was only half listening, watching the far away look in his eye and distracted by the tightly bound rope wrapped around her body and a knot strategically placed against her clit. A trip to the gallery he had suggested. Instructions to arrive in a summer dress of his choosing, no panties. She remembered standing in the dungeon, wall to wall carpeting of a deep burgundy color, kneeling, head down.

“Undress and present pet”.

Stripped naked, he had wrapped her up in a fine black silk rope, tightly bound and teased. He’d brought her to the edge of orgasm at least five times before they had left the house. Walking through the gallery was intense, every movement causing her to become more and more aroused. Trying to concentrate on everything Sir was explaining to her. An hour had passsed. They had looked at countless paintings, but most had become a blur to her. The intensity of the knot rubbing against her now rather engorged clit had become her focus.

The gallery was practically deserted, outside rain pelted down angrliy. No one ventured out on days like this. He enjoyed the quiet and the absence of so many people. The sound of raindrops echoing off the roof of the gallery and tapping against the window panes muffled noise inside. He pushed her into a darkened corner of a smaller room they had wandered into and placed a firm hand on the knot of rope and rubbed it up and down, up and down. He smothered her mouth with his, rubbing harder and harder. He could feel her hips pushing against the pressure of his hand. Slipping a finger inside her cunt he smiled as he felt a familiar wet warmth.

The added sensations made her knees buckle, leaning into him. A moan arising from her lips. She could feel it building. The continued teasing from this morning and the past hour had her teetering on the edge.  The added risk of being caught sent her over the edge. Her body stiffened as the orgasm raged over her, the rope tightening and adding to the sensations, his mouth still covering her to stifle the moans. A gush of wetness covered his hands and made it’s way down her thighs. Her cheeks turning a bright red.

They stood there leaning against the wall for a while, both listening to her breathing return to normal. Any slight movement on her behalf would cause her knees to buckle as that confounded knot teased her again. The rain had stopped and she could see sunshine peering through the clouds outside.

“Good girl. Now lets get your coat and go for a little walk shall we since the rain has stopped”

“Sir I don’t think I can. I don’t think I can walk without coming again.”

“Well then perhaps I better get my umbrella out. Just incase there’s another downpour”

Chuckling and wiping his hand with a handkerchief, he winked. He took her by the arm and headed towards the foyer. Her cheeks turning a brighter shade of red as another wet stream trickled down her legs.

“Let’s go pet, life is short.”

I received this one hour ago …

If you are not aware already, Adult Blog Hub is a UK run and hosted site. This means that we are subject to UK law. In January this year laws were passed that will make it illegal to possess images of what are deemed to be “extreme” pornography. The exact definition of this has been the cause of great debate within the adult world, both online and off.

Sadly the law has been drafted seemingly make the definition almost impossible to accurately interpret. For example it can simply mean that these “extreme” images exist in the browser cache on a PC’s hard drive, indeed what is “extreme” is still a matter of debate

In light of these changes and the ambiguous position it puts us in we have made a decision. Despite the law not affecting us directly, as we do not possess or host images that might be thought of as extreme, some of our members do feature them and other content which could be regarded as in contravention of this new law. While the law does not explicitly make linking to a site containing such images a criminal offence we do not wish to be seen to be encouraging the propagation of these images.

The first case involving the new law is underway and while we regard the whole thing as a hysterical witch hunt we have to be aware of the possible legal impact on ourselves and our readers. This is a sad state of affairs caused by a hysterical reaction by the UK legislature and one that we believe does impact on freedom of expression.

We have therefore had to exclude your site and others from the Adult Blog Hub service. Thank you for your understanding

ABH Support

I am disappointed that a definitive reason was not actually given. I am assuming it would be the recent needle images in the last couple of posts I linked. If I hadn’t linked them I wonder perhaps if it wouldn’t have happened. What annoys me though is there are blog sites which involve BDSM activites and have more images on their blogs that are indeed more revealing than what I have on mine. Wouldn’t it have been a better practice to actually point out the images they did find worrying. I could have easily password protected them and/or removed some. I don’t show my nipples, or vagina or any images of myself fucking on here. So what was it?

Is this blog a pornographic site? No. Do I write about BDSM, sometimes yes. Do I write erotica? Yes. Is that pornographic?

Are needles in skin pornographic?

Good on them for protecting their site, I’m not knocking that at all but I find that a well worded explanation with no actual real reasoning as to what made them decide to pull the site and then sat there looking at the sites that are still left on their list as rather hypocritical.

I’m annoyed. I wonder who else has been excluded?

But hey life goes on.

I have a munch and a fetish night to get organised for.