Saturday, 31 October 2015

I've spent my day rather stoned getting stuck into writing a feeder story with some extreme bondage and body mod! The ideas are running away with me but I have to be patient and do all the early establishment and character building. I have to tell a story in it's entirety, it has to be told beginning to end in my head to get it written. In my head it's almost like I'm rewatching films I've already seen but I can't fast forward them. I know what's coming but I can't just skip bits, I just have to do the writing to keep the story moving. I'm not sure if I'll ever get the story finished let alone published but I want to use the flexibility that setting it in the Brethren world means. A lot of legal loop holes, ethical dilemmas and laws of science can be side stepped by taking a leap in time. I want to feed my victim into immobility and make her helpless but not have it be a criminal act, or have to keep her shut away in a sound proof basement.
 

Keep swallowing honey there's much, much more to come
 

Big round belly weighing her down, and such tightly bound limbs!!
 
Keep her full both ends
 
The mojo is working over time at the moment but The Boss is once again stricken with a bad case of lurgy, cough etc. in need of antibiotics. He's not himself, tired and washed out poor sod. Patience will pay off though, all this mojo doing over time means when he's back on form we're going to have an awful lot of fun. Unchanelled mojo tends to mean toy buying as my imagination fills in the gaps for game play. It also means I run a bit tense but that's just as well, I've got a meeting I have to play hard ball in on Friday, so at least I can pour some energy into something other than obsessing about my need to play!!


A bit of this would be very welcome right now

A colleague, if not two are going to hate me after it but, it's settling and old score and proving a point so it has to be done (told you, I'm not a nice person).


Open up Roy, time for talent to be recognised over your ass kissing!
 
There's an irony in that this arises from some one else putting their name to my work, a bit of a theme in my life that! Success but with anonymity attached.


Recognise me now Mr area manager?
 
 Not that everyone's in the dark about my other names, isn't that right ladies? I know you're still reading. Did you like how I portrayed you both in 25? I know you bought copies. The joy is, having locked down your privacy nothing you say has an effect on me but by keeping my blogs etc open what I write is like a scab you can't stop picking. You're captivated by your own need to know!!!

Brethren book 26 is starting to form alongside the feeder story, this image grabbed me so much ideas are forming around it. I call her "the crawler"



Finally got round to watching American Mary, the themes and cruelty appealed but I'm disappointed.
I can work around the effects which weren't shit hot but it was clumsy. Missed potential and so many fucking clunking shoes. It sounds like there's a horse stomping about half the time. Rather liked the character Lance, (I like long hair) but even he let me down. Looked great with his shades on but not so hot with them off. He was however not the worse actor, the detective was so wooden he was in danger of causing splinters. The plot holes made me feel like I'd missed something, things like "how did the first dr she butchered remain looking so healthy and clean with great hair after days of torture? I know, nit picking but I had high hopes. And you know what irritated more than anything, that bloody ring tone! Plinking and plonking it's way through! Yeah, that smacks of sophistication and danger a loud bongily ring tone. It would also have been better if the boyfriend had conveyed something other than looking constipated when he saw his wife's sewn cunt, some sense of continuity for when he appeared out of the blue to create that crap ending. There was so much potential to see some real freak show mods. The end sucked as well. Actually it just sucked full stop why beat about the bush, after all this isn't a film review blog.

Body mod can be wonderful if done with style and creativity don't you think?

 
Whether it be temporary
 

Or something a little more permanent ..................
 


 

 
 

Friday, 9 October 2015

Being woken at 1am for sex is not unusual but it's a very welcome sign. The Boss has been laid up with the most awful cold for what has felt like ages now and his persistence last night was a sign he's on the mend. This is a good omen for the weekend so I'm skiving off work for a couple of days to get the decorating finished, that way we can devote the entire weekend to kink and hopefully I can get book 25 edited and published. Still undecided about whether they'll be 26.

I could use a bit, if not a lot of this


But I feel like writing about this

Guilt about not working on the "proper" novel isn't helping with the decision making either. Can't seem to get it going in my head but feel bad for not moving it forward.

Whisper is less of a distraction since a glitch wiped out my convos with some excellent subs who like their mommies, doms and fantasies extreme. Force feeding, diapers, blankets you name it I've made them cum to all kinds of cruelty!!



This has not gone unnoticed by The Boss and my playtime will undoubtedly come at a price. A casual enquiry about whether which of my nipple toys draw blood may be a hint of things to come. His purchase of a new padlock for the pear certainly will! God I love that pear!! I've chosen a picture of a slightly older version as my tumblr header. Just the thought of it is making me long for the weekend.


Just laying around waiting for the weekend to begin!

Whisper is interesting, it's tough to find people relaxed enough to play. The majority need photos, they can't just enjoy the experience. I find it rather sweet that subs send pictures of their cum as proof. It's not a turn on as such, it just gives me a nice feeling of power and I find their honesty endearing! I admit I'm Happy to abide by The Boss's and common sense ban on sharing pics because I'm not even vaguely attractive to anyone but The Boss. I have to say at this point, that was not a comment designed to elicit sympathy, I have no illusions about myself, I just don't care!


Use any kind of hood you like, I don't want to look at you either, it's sex, not a conversation.
I saw someone I made a point of losing contact with in the supermarket today. Not sure if she saw me, she once jokingly recommended the film secretary as if it was something to be ashamed of, She was rather taken aback by my description of it as sweet romance. It wasn't long after that her pta membership, parish council interests made conversation so awkward with no common ground, that I didn't save the friendship when it started to sink. She was always good to me but for the life of me I just can't go there anymore. She's almost like the photograph to my negative. Kid, ambition, house in the country, recycler. I am none of these things. Doubt she's had sex in months, I'm obsessed. She is an organiser, I'm chaos. It was her husband I really fell out with but it made for a handy way to exit.

Our spare bedrooms are put to very different uses
That's an interesting point, how much of what I tell the online world is true? Does my everyday Facebook page keep a lot secret or does Peaches lie horribly?? I can't remember what I've said where about piercings. I started out trying to construct "peaches" when it was just messing about but now I feel a responsibility for what I publish. I don't want to put out something I don't like just for the sake of publishing. As some one who's paid for porn and been left dissatisfied I don't want to make others feel that way and with this has come the feeling that I need to be a but more honest. Sadly however I'm really lazy (probably the biggest reason I gave up on that friend was I just couldn't be fucked) I can't be assed to read or edit old posts and profiles to either tidy up lies to make it look like I've been honest from day one!



I have enough piercing to enable The Boss to lock me up, shut me up and bring me pain, imagine what you like 😈

Hell, if you're honest you're looking at this blog for the pictures and buying my stories to masturbate over. I'll do you a deal, you ignore little personal bullshit and I'll keep helping you get your rocks off, deal?

See you've forgotten about me already, one nice picture and I don't matter!
Btw, yes, it's glued shut! 
Some one told me the other day I remind them of Sarah Milican but you can't get much further away from a porn queen than that can you. I'm pretty certain she's not pierced where I am and I can't for a minute imagine she'd let her husband leave permanent marks the way mine has.

I think I'll claim to be sick with a cold as my excuse to be off sick. I have yet to decide on what toys to use while painting .....