Exactly right.

Nipples are pain portals, baby…..and I plan to show you all of the portals for such things on your delicious body.

The Eight Closets of Kink - A Maturity Model

There are different stages of being in the closet when it comes to kink. Some might skip some stages, but the stages are done in the following order. Those who don’t/can’t ignore or “fight” their kink find themselves gravitating towards one of the last few stages below. Originally, I had thought this wasn’t a maturity model, but I’ve come to believe that the last stage, self acceptance, should be a goal in all aspects of ourselves, kinky or otherwise. We are all made of competing and evolving needs, desires, and constraints, and need to find the skills to continually strike a comfortable balance as the earth moves beneath our feet.

You are welcome to disagree with this and I’d love your feedback. While I’ve shared this with several people for review and it’s presented without “I think that” and “IMHO” phrases, this is my opinion/theory and I know it’s opinion/theory.

Closet 1: Kink?

First is the “unaware” stage, where they don’t know it appeals to them.

Closet 2: Hmmm… kink…

Second is the “aware” stage, where they know of kink, but either they don’t know it applies to them, or they don’t know their preferences qualify as kinky.

Closet 3: I’m NOT kinky.

Third is “inner denial”. Rejection or willful ignorance of their kink preferences. Some really aren’t kinky. Others successfully deny that they could be kinky even to themselves and remain within the “inner denial” stage for the rest of their lives.

Closet 4: Eek! I’m kinky!

Some kinksters are too introspective or their kink is too strong, and find themselves in an “epiphany” stage. Ignoring or ‘doing without’ takes too much effort. Those that can’t successfully deny it eventually realize, if only to themselves, that they are kinky. This is a short-lived stage; either they move on to a further stage or do their damnedest to move back into the “inner denial” stage and strive to forget they ever entertained the idea that they might be kinky.

(Note: Previous to this point is self-perception, beyond this point is if/how they come out. Beyond this point a kinky person might be in several different stages simultaneously… usually specific to different kinks and also different social aspects of their lives such as friends vs family vs work, etc.)

Closet 5: Who? Me? Kinky?

This is the “outer denial” stage, where they know, deep down, that they have kinky preferences, but find themselves spending an uncomfortable amount of energy suppressing/ignoring them. Many skip this stage for close friends, others skip this stage entirely, and some stay at this stage for life. The same reasons they denied it to themeslves in the previous stage are (most often) the same reasons why they aren’t comfortable telling others.

Closet 6: pssst! Kinky?

At this “secret club” stage, they attempt to find or introduce others into their kink, sharing the secret, hiding this part of their life from most others. This is similar to the previous stage but with a leak or release valve that seems like it might be the only solution, but in fact unfortunately tends to makes one’s life balance impossible or precarious, such as cheating on a spouse. This stage doesn’t necessarily imply being subtle or shy, either. For example, imagine a divorcee who’s suddenly free to explore long repressed fantasies, his kink side becomes euphoric in childlike wonder and tugging against the rest of him rather than recognizing that continued happiness can be best achieved by working in balance with his other needs.

Closet 7: I’M KINKAAAAAYYYYYYYY!!!

There is a “flaming kinky” stage that most never reach and some skip right past. At this stage they aren’t just coming out of the closet, they’re making a grand entry! For some, the pressures of being kinky eventually outweigh the perceived (both actual and imagined) social rammifications and they burst, telling anyone and everyone, possibly wearing kink clothes or some other way of declaring themselves. At first they feel a rush every time they tell someone they are kinky because, contrary to their initial fears, the world does not fall down around them when they tell others. Some continue to seek that rush or for other reasons react to actual or perceived societal pressure by rebelling.

Closet 8: I’m me.

This is the final, “Self Acceptance” stage. At some point, some are in a position where they can tell others but also accept that rebelling and being “flaming kinky” is still letting society define them to themselves. They stop feeling pressure to affirm to themselves that the world keeps on moving whether they are kinky or not. They can look at friends and family who would rather not know and feel no need to tell them, no guilt by not telling them. No one wants to be bored with all the details of their life or be squicked by too much personal information, and that’s fine. Kink is detail they can share or not without feeling like they are hiding from, caving into, or rebelling against society. In some cases it’s difficult to tell this and the previous two stages apart… for example, perhaps they like to wear leather because they like to wear leather and aren’t trying to flaunt their kink, or they might keep their kink friends separate from their vanilla friends not out of fear but out of reasons they are entirely comfortable with.

So true.

Under the desk

So, I’m sitting here at work, thinking inappropriate thoughts again. Thinking of a lovely girl with her arms tied behind her back at the wrists and elbows, legs tied together at the ankles and knees. Sitting beneath my desk. Not gagged, because her mouth is busy with something else. Slowly bobbing her head up and done on me. That would make this day interesting. Plus I could reach down every so often and fondle her a bit, keep her excited as well.

Mmmm, how lovely. 

Big Fat Kidnappers & other “Captors”

I can’t help but notice something. There seems to be a couple types of bondage videos (porn, I know) out there, none of which seems to portray things to my liking. Here they are:

1) Full blown bondage porn - These are the hogtied, sexandsubmission, etc. type videos that are pretty good, but there is definitely something lacking here, at least for me. They usually start off great, with a wonderfully dressed, pretty (not usually model like, but realistically pretty) girl getting tied up. Tight. Then some muscle bound, porn actor comes along and begins ripping off all her lovely clothes, and then it just turns into a porn video with a girl that happens to be tied. I mean, it is a porn video, so I guess this is what I should expect.

2) Wonderful bondage and lovely girls (without the sex) - These are the hunterslair type videos where the girls are usually dressed how I like, although it is bordering on slutty. They are usually wearing a nice blouse and skirt with stockings underneath, and get tied up really tight. But my problem is the rigger. These are the videos where the rigger is a big, fat, balding, older dude. It makes the stereotype of the creepy old guy who likes to kidnap younger, sexy women. Sorry, but us creepy guys aren’t all old, fat, or bald. Plus, they never do anything with the girls. Very little groping, and no sex. I mean, they can’t resist. At least play with them a little bit!

3) Close - These are the centaur celluloid videos of the bondage world. These are really great, don’t get me wrong. The poor girl gets kidnapped, bound, teased, touched, and them “forced” into sex. But the gentleman who does this kidnapping usually is dressed sloppy, and looks kind of like Jay of the “Jay and Silent Bob” duo. Just creepy, at least to me.

So, what would I like to see? A well dressed girl, with the garters and stockings not visible until after she is captured. The guy is well dressed and clean cut. She actually puts up a struggle, but is eventually overpowered by this otherwise seemingly normal guy. Then the fun begins. She is toyed, teased, but not fully disrobed. She is eventually tied in such a way that she is either vibrated into an orgasm, or he has his way with her. But she must be gagged (so, I guess no blowjob, though those are nice from time to time) so she mmmpppphhhs while getting taken advantage of. And you know what? The girl eventually likes it, but she doesn’t ever get untied. She just doesn’t have any option but to go along with whatever the guy does to her.

Any thoughts?

Grins…. Nods

Pretty straight forward :)

Short Story

This is a short excerpt from one of my stories, and ultimately one of my fantasies. Enjoy.

As I climb onto the bed, you start shaking your head and softly crying out “No, please, no,” but it is too late. I plant my hands on either side of your torso, my legs between your bound and spread legs. You feel my rock hard member finding its way between your pussy’s lips, first up high against your clit, slowly working down towards its final destination. I am smiling again, and now you feel the tip of my cock at the opening of your pussy. You can’t fight anymore, your wrists sore and raw from pulling against the ropes earlier. Slowly I push inside you, feeling the warmth of your pussy envelope my cock. You have closed your eyes again at the immense pleasure as I have penetrated you, and now you feel my mouth begin to kiss and suck at your breasts. I feel your nipples harden against my tongue as I begin to slowly move my cock out, nearly exiting your pussy, then pushing it back inside of you.I begin thrusting faster. I am already on edge, my excitement having been built up over the course of the evening. You begin moaning loader as I push deeper and harder. You are at the edge of another orgasm, finally being taken as you so desired. You thrash against your bonds again, feeling the pleasure increase as I move in and out, pushing harder, feeling the sweat on my brow, watching the pleasure in your own face. You start saying “Oh my God,” then clench your teeth as you try to hold out a few seconds more, knowing I too am near orgasm. My mouth leaves your breasts and I am perched on my arms above you, continuing my thrusting. The sound of flesh hitting flesh, our bodies both warming from the action, my moans now nearing screams as I hold off an orgasm for another moment. Then you feel my hand on your throat. It grips hard, but you have just enough room in your wind pipe to struggle out some breath. Then with one long loud moan, I cum inside of you. Even with my hand on your throat, this sends you into your own orgasm. I feel you contract around my penis as I thrust hard, depositing my cum deep inside you. Your muscles contract, your body convulses against the ropes as you struggle for breath during your orgasm. I am looking into your eyes as they are wide with fright, my grip now tightening so no breath can be drawn into your lungs. Your body continues to shake, both from the unbelievable orgasm and trying to get to my hand in a futile effort.You let out a small grunt of your own, trying desperately to breath, still feeling the remnants of your orgasm, the strange feeling of extreme pleasure and fear at the same time. I finish thrusting with one final grunt and then stop as your own muscles are relaxing. Finally my grip on your throat lessens, and I pull my hand away. You gasp, breathing hard. You lay there exhausted, unable to move, sweat glistening your body. I slowly pull my cock out of your pussy, our cum sliding out also. I climb off the bed, leaving you a mess, helpless to clean yourself.

Wonderful view from above of a nice, tight hogtie. This is a perfect outfit for a bondage girl, one of my favorite. She can wear this out, under a more appropriate outfit, and take it off (or have it taken off) for this hogtie. And again with the elbows touching! Can any of you amateur girls who love to get tied up actually have your elbows touch when bound?