It’s Valentine’s Day, and I’m celebrating with cake and porn and my Doxy. This particular day is special to me – and not just because I can break out my bee-summoning dance. It’s also one when self-care is extremely important. Today I slept late and wore my favourite knickers and wrote Valentine’s cards to my friends – a personal ‘fuck you’ to a society that tells me I should be in a heterosexual monogamous relationship, not snuggling in bed with my girlfriends.
I am not sure how I missed the deadline for submitting a post for the last Kink of the Week topic, but I was absolutely determined not to do so again. Especially as the current kink under question is boots. I have lots of feelings about boots. On me, they make me feel confident on sexy. On others, they make me take notice, and I find them very hot. Today, though, I’m going to write about one pair of boots in particular…
I was honoured that my image from last week was the prompt for this week’s Masturbation Monday, and I knew exactly what I wanted to write. My lipstick has made another appearance in today’s photo, but I would like to present the fantasy that follows without comment.
“Bend over slut.” I obey, wetness seeping into knickers, but I peek up at him as he deftly ties my hands together. His fingers move quickly, and while I’m still swooning a little at his skill he’s moved behind me and is tugging my knickers down. Two sharp smacks land on my bottom. “Head down, slut, let me use my fuck toy.”
Today was a long day. A good one, certainly, one that has left my muscles aching in a very satisfying way, but it has been long. I got off the train into the pouring rain this evening, and by the time I got home all I wanted to do was take off my wet clothes and wrap myself in blankets.
This particular post is inspired by one of Cara Thereon’s tweet, and DomSigns’ response to it. As always, I checked with them before getting my filthy creative juices all over their conversion, but, as always, I expect – or maybe hope – that they were a bit curious as to what filthy thoughts I’d generated from a simple typo. And, as ever, I hope I do not disappoint.