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She's got a point…
Please read this blog post by Bitchy Jones.
Here’s an excerpt:
“Hey, so, I have a question. And this is what it is:
How come submissive men aren’t the best looking bunch of fucking men in the fucking universe?
And I don’t just mean how come this isn’t true for my pathetic cheap frills in my otherwise pretty pointless window of wakey-wakey-consciousness.
And look, what I am talking about here is not submissive men being pulled from an above-average gene pool – I am talking about them taking care of themselves for the hottery. What I mean is why don’t submissive men dedicate themselves to looking hot? Like, a lot. What could be more submissive than that?
(And, don’t tell, but if you are really into humiliating feminisation, the tyranny of looking sexiliciously buffgasmic 24/7 is far more like what the submissive state of womenhood actually is than walking around knock-kneed in shoes you got off the internet, you woman-hating fucking twatburger.)
Look, just look! How come Club Pedestal or even one of those god-frighteningly awful looking footnight things (hmm, is femdom built on a fear and hatred of women, well I wonder… click for answers) aren’t full of the buffest most worked-on men available anywhere. How come the men on Men in Pain aren’t all modelicious lickables?
How come women aren’t queueing up for dominatrixing lessons? (Well they kind of are, vaguely, in palaces to offensively narrow definitions of female sexuality like Coco de Mer, to get their gas bill paid or project some kind of exotic sexuality on to their weary clit-worn selves.) But how come women aren’t all over this sexuality because the men are so fucorsomely hot, because their actual fucking kink – the thing that makes them hard and makes them wet – is to pay attention to what women want and deliver it to the best of their sweaty head-shaven muscle-toned genetic ability?”
Do us women not take care of ourselves every day for the approval of the people around us? Women make such an effort toward beauty, and male subs…well, I’m just plain not seeing it. Other than one isolated case I can think of personally.
Boys, really. Step up your game.
Humiliation: Public vs. Private
Want my opinions on humilation? No? Too bad.
Humilation is a wonderful tool that can be used for good and evil, and can be very hot and also very damaging. When someone tells me simply that they are “into humilation”, I always ask them to explain. Humiliation can be as simple as stripping naked in front of a woman, or as complicated as dressing someone in an all-out pig costume, and taking them outside to roll in the mud. Actually, I’m lying. It can get much more complicated that that, but I digress.
To really use humilation as a mind-fuck-sex-toy, you really need to know where someone’s triggers are, and what zones are off-limits(if any). Sometimes the lines tend to blur between “that’s hot” and “I think I’m going to go cry now, leave me alone”. Finding a happy medium is most desired for me.
Public humilation is great. I have a couple problems with it, however. A lot of kinky folks like to refer to this as “not involving non-consenting people in your kink”. At kink conventions, most things are pretty much fine, and no one will look twice at a guy in terrible drag and fairy wings, or a girl with a short skirt and her panties around her ankles.
However, in public vanilla areas, the last thing I want to see when I’m out to lunch with my grandma is some guy in head-to-toe latex. It’s just not ok. I don’t care if doing it turns you on. I will not be involved in it.
The alternative? My favorite! Wearing diapers under your street clothes at the mall. People might wonder at that drinkly noise or wonder why your bottom is more ‘fluffy’ than normal…but no one really knows, do they? That’s where the mind games and fun for me begins. Considering drag is not uncommon nowadays, I will also not hesitate to take sissies in public. However, I’ll be doing a lot of work to make sure you look presentable. No trashy clothes or frilly petticoats. Unless of course it’s a kink-friendly place. Then it’s no holds barred.
Wearing a buttplug to work. Under-clothes bondage. Chastity belts. Writing in lipstick naughty words and might peek out from the top of your neckline. Wearing girly perfume. Painting your toenails. That’s only the tip of the iceberg.
I know one of my boys will be wearing a red lace lingerie shirt under his holiday sweater to his family Thanksgiving. Ah, what fun!
That’s about right, so enjoy it while it lasts. Only my name is not Rhonda. 😉
New Manicure and Pedicure
Being that I’m in a goth-glam mood today, here’s my claw-like manicure and pedicure in a deep shade of almost-black berry.
So would you prefer these pretty claws raking down your back or the little dark jewels of my toes in your mouth?
So hard to choose, I know!
Lucious Locks
For those of you who know me, know that I have a very prominent feature. My long chocolate hair, reaching past my tailbone.
It truly is my crowning glory. I take very good care of my hair, and while it’s one of those ‘weird’ things about me that probably prevents me from ever truly being ‘trendy’, I think that’s just fine.
I have not yet crossed paths with any true hair fetishists –with the exception of one Alaskan boy who not only brushed, stroked and worshipped my hair, but also gifted me with a trip to my favorite long-hair salon in Columbus, Rapunzel’s.
I absolutely love having my hair pampered. I don’t mean fancy shampoos or hair products–those I avoid and stick to all natural hair care. I mean brushing, petting, scalp massage, braiding, combing(always beginning at the bottom to comb out the tangles). Who knows, perhaps I have even turned on a few boys to the delight of my silky hair brushing against their bare skin whilst unable to move, or smelling the sweet scent of my locks. I think that’s a not-so-secret indulgence of many men anyway, being able to breathe in the perfume of a beautiful woman’s hair.
I’ve only really cut my hair once, so that it barely brushed the points of my breasts, still quite long by most standards. I still had a 13 inch braid to donate after that! Now that it’s getting longer, I have having trouble managing it. Good thing there are all sorts of beautiful ‘hairtoys’ for longhairs like me! Most of the one’s you can buy at a regular store are too wimpy to hold up my hair now!
Corsets and Garters
Corsets and Garter Belts(with attached stockings). These are the prime elements of feminine lingerie, and without a doubt, the most popular.
Corsets are so loved for their bodysculpting qualities. Dommes wear them, subs wear them, sissy boys wear them. They sculpt us into the ideal female figure, the hourglass. They can be restrictive, imposing, labor our breathing, make us vulnerable, make us feel sexy. They thrust out the breasts, and accentuate the curve of the buttocks, and when worn alone, only serve to highlight our nakedness and feminine appeal. The constricting corset exposes the rest of our flesh, making the wearer’s private parts even more sensitive.
Garter belts create contrast around a woman’s most alluring sexual organs. It creates a frame, drawing the eye in. Not to mention, when walking, a woman feels the soft fabric of the stockings, and the rubbing of the garter straps in a place that doesn’t usually get much attention. This arouses the wearer, and helps her feel more of her sexual power.
These are only some of the reasons I love corsets and garters. Some corsets even come with detachable garter straps. How delightful!
The best presents…
…are gift cards. One of my boys brought me a Victoria’s secret gift card to his session as a token of his appreciation. He even insisted that I get whatever I liked(really? Haha).
But I was nice and got myself a few things that he could enjoy when he gets to see me next time.
Vacation Notice
Just to let everyone know, I will be leaving for vacation on the 31st(Saturday). I’ll be back on August 16th.
Going camping with friends and family, and I’m really excited! I’ve had some great times on this annual trip, so I’ll be back with stories for sure!
I’ll be raring to go when I come back, so you’d better be ready for me!
See ya soon!
~Kelle
Naughty Nurse ;)
My pantyboi who likes to randomly send me gifts because he cannot see me in person sent me a thong and matching white lace garter belt, and another much needed gift:
An easy to get into nurse outfit! My other one is vinyl and super hot, but has so many snaps and it’s very sticky and sweaty. So this is much easier to get in (and out of!)
Sexy, no?
Audrie Learns a Lesson – Part 1
Last night I went over to Miss Audrie’s apartment. I could hear her moaning and whimpering in her room, but there was no one else home. I walked down the hallway and peeked through the cracked door, and saw her with her legs spread open on the bed. Her shirt was pulled down to expose her little pink nipples, which were very hard. Her mouth was open and her little pink polished fingers were rubbing her clit back and forth. She was breathing hard and I saw that she was close to cumming. Right then I threw open the door.
“Boo!”
Audrie screamed and threw herself back, almost knocking herself out on the headboard.
“What the fuck are you doing?” She said, shaking and clutching her Hello Kitty doll in front of her dripping pussy.
“You said you wanted me to come over.” I said, sitting next to her on the bed.
“No, that was supposed to be tomorrow.” She tried to cover herself with her pillow, but I snatched it away.
“Well, maybe you should remember to lock your doors at night. You never know who might walk in.”
…to be continued