Sunday, 20 November 2016

I try and make a point of creating a blog post with each new book but I have fuck all of interest to say. I'm really happy with 29, that's out now. With 30 already starting to write itself. I'm very please with some particular cruelty involving a jaw loosened to accept a huge cock. Some fun over night in Paris and an iron lung!!!  But I haven't got more to say. Work is shit, the dogs ill and Christmas is just a bit too far to really get into just yet.

So here's book 29, enjoy

30's on it's way with a lots of humiliation and just a touch of body mod degradation. So until next time, have some pictures, some relevant to 29, some just because I like them xx

And these are the ideas I'm playing with for number 30!

Saturday, 17 September 2016

I have discovered a speed faster than that of either light or sound, and it's the speed with which The Boss said "yes, yes, make it so" when I suggested we buy ourselves a nice new set of good quality latex sheet and pillow cases! His enthusiasm is entirely justified however as they are absolutely wonderful!! A whole bed covered with it is truly something special, oh how he grinned and made happy little noises,  smirking away to himself. It says a lot about us that our anniversary gifts to ourselves, were the aforementioned wonder sheets and a membership of the national trust.

Enjoying the scenery dear?


We've spent best part of a week indulging in anniversary celebrations, some consisting of the normal things like romantic walks, champagne, flowers meals etc the rest very much rubber and spanking orientated.

All of it however wonderful, reaffirming just how good things can get when you're with the right person. I granted myself a couple of sick days from work

"sorry, won't be in the rest of this week, I'm feeling a bit bunged up"

to extend the fun and it was worth it, not just to have time off with my man but when you worry about not being able to keep things under control at work it's time to step back a bit. I have a list of people I want to throttle so it's deep breath and step away time.

It's always a buzz to see how many people but the next chapter as soon as it comes out, a new book always gives sales a bump but it's also immensely flattering to know that people enjoy my crazy musings. I also had a lovely new review, the young lady was impressed by the content but apparently I'm a little mean for her taste, fair due. Her kind words about the writing were very welcome and I can't argue about my style being mean, hell it's outright sadism, cruelty and brutality rolled up in a big aggressive bundle.


Book 28 is a little longer than normal, not by much but I strayed away from the usual scene per chapter ratio but I had ideas that I really wanted to explore and they fit so nicely in worth the backdrop and story line. I am of course on a complete guilt trip now for not having taken time to write over the weekend given book 28's great reception but that seems to be par form the course with my psyche. A little bit of my brain that will always be my mother, intractable guilt about really stupid things. That ingrained niggly feeling that sitting around writing, reading, getting your kink on or just generally being a chilled stoned us a waste of time. Logically anything that improves your mental health can't be a bad thing but control freakery is hard wired to spoil your fun.

Busy doing nothing......

It also means that having taken best part of a week off work I have a small creeping feeling of dread that I'll be walking back into chaos of all my good work having been undone, lots of presidents set that I'll have to dismantle but ce la vie. You have to let go or you'll go down worth the ship. Even though I've had a lovely time I've just managed  to sound miserable haven't I? I'm not, really, really I'm not.

You probably can't tell, but I really am smiling

Finishing this a week later

Okay, so I have to acknowledge the fact that I don't feel like I've had a break from work until I've gone back to work to discover everything's okay and I realise that it's not bugging me. Which shows the holidays worked. I know, I know I smoke too much weed which is why you get lots of talk about daily nonsense but never mind. Have a cool pic to make up for it.

There are no sweeter words to a sub than their owner saying "I've got an erection and I don't intend to waste it" especially when they say it as their locking your cuffs together, even better when it's this that wakes you up.

Wakey wakey fuck toy

Apparently however I'm in for punishment because I forgot to shave last night (I was tired!) and he demands perfection in that specific area. He bought himself a new hood during the week so he's a little over focused on rubber but that's not a bad thing. It of course means I'm obliged to wear his favorite rubber pants and leggings all weekend, but again, no bad thing. My lovely wyred slave cuffs are helping to keep things ticking over nicely as well. discrete enough to be worn all the time without hindering daily life they mean he can act on impulse, something which I wholly endorse! I think I mentioned just how nice it feels to have him falling asleep holding on to one of them. I am so his property!!

I really do have to redo the cover of book one. I've been happy enough with it but now that I've managed to come up with better for other covers, I want to brighten it up a bit. Might even help people give it a read if it doesn't look so gloomy.

Well, the plan is to use the free time I have between being used as The Bosses fucktoy this weekend to pile into writing book 29. I have some wonderful ideas for James train destination, a grand station with lots of potential for packing and possibly extending this to how subs would need to be transported safely as cargo on a plane.

I admit I'm avoiding having James arrive at Danes because it hasn't quite fallen into place in my mind yet but it's created some interesting ideas. Some vague concepts are forming around the fact that if people are being transported like animals and if I don't want to actually include real animals, how can I add some bestial degradation without crossing that line.

I think I need to exploit some dodgy science fiction to create something heinous. Something that would make Dr steinmetz proud, a grotesque creation!!

I want to try and knuckle down a bit and produce 29 a bit faster than 28. I was a bit lax and it kept drifting but I've only got three  shifts out in the real world this week, and another long weekend right after which is ideal for getting stuck in.

Already I'm playing with plastic bags, cable ties and crated piggies in my head.

The Boss has just informed me I'm spending the next couple of hours in the stocks. Apparently once he's shaved me to meet his exacting standards my punishment for neglecting my duty and not doing it myself will involve some heavy duty breath play. Breath play makes me a little panicky but in a good way, it makes me very, very eager to please and feeling exceptionally helpless..........bliss

Before I forget, for anyone over 40.............remember this?

Tuesday, 6 September 2016

Book 28 is finally out, degradation, breath control, forced face fucking, anal stretching, amputation, rubber, mutilation, humiliation, leather, encasement, feeding, hot knives, iron spikes, bruises, hoods and lots of other goodies.......Enjoy!

Saturday, 13 August 2016

The first thing on my to do list every Saturday (and this upcoming weekend will be no different) is to sort through my inbox, which acts as a running set of notes and reminders to myself about things I need to sort and story ideas. Emails about shopping and diy are punctuated with others containing very graphic ideas about sexual torture. A snap shot of the mind of a middle aged blue collar pervert!

My kind of diy

And lots of ideas

Sadly the mother of all chest infections week before last meant the story ideas got backed up, because despite my fever induced horniness having made my brain run away with itself, coming up with all kinds of goodies, I wasn't able to focus to write, let alone play with The Boss. I've had to stick to sending him pictures which I knew would wind him up. Keeping the embers stoked enough so that when I was finally feeling better and able to breathe through my nose once again, he was dying to play.

The Bosses idea of fun

As a result I have that nice silky feeling left by silicone dressing aid. Experiments in layering latex are going very well. I'm pleased I didn't sell, what I thought were excess items. Combining leggings, with a dress created some really nice restrictions and of course The Bosses predilection for rubber pants means I can manipulate him into playing whenever I like.

All the gym bunnies my age don't know what they're missing wasting their endorphins on a running machine instead of with their partner.

Ten minutes spent playing with something like these is worth an hour on a treadmill

Book 28 took a turn I wasn't expecting at all but I thoroughly enjoyed writing it, the metal and iron fixation passed and maybe it's because we've been toying with the the vac bed that I'm a bit obsessed with mummification, but what ever the cause the poor females suffering have found  themselves in rather suffocating scenes. Absolutely no idea where the inspiration for the amputation is coming from but what the hell. I'm now at the irritating stage of having to force myself to sit down and edit which is annoying because 29 is on the starting blocks ready to go.

A few book 28 teasers for you

I've taken the plunge and purchased set of Wyred slave cuffs. I've gone for different designs so, they don't stand out amongst my jewellery too much but I've always liked the idea of having permanent cuffs to match my collar. I did have a lovely wyred slave belt but had problems with it. It came open and the lock gave up but I'm willing to try again. I love Axsmar but had trouble with their locking mechanism. My collar has never been any trouble but the anklet kept coming open. I think I may not have been closing it properly but it's got a bit metal tape hold it closed now, which isn't ideal but looks OK unless you examine it closely and I'm guessing no one has any interest in my sturdy ankles. The Boss has taken to holding onto a cuff as he drifts off to sleep which is a very nice feeling, I had them engraved with The Bosses choice of design and I'm very happy with them. Being able to discreetly wear a set of cuffs on a day to day basis is one of those lovely little secrets only a kinkster can have.

Nice but not an everyday option

The plan was to take James and Agatha to Danes but I've got an idea for a quick detour, which is just as well because I haven't got a fixed idea of Danes home yet, there's a sort of playboy come step ford idea bubbling but I'm not sure. The detour wrote itself and I'm very happy with outcome but as I say, Dane needs some consideration and some drugs or alcohol to get me into a creative mindset.

or maybe a little quiet time will do the trick

I'm contemplating getting a set of the Brethren books printed, I like the idea of having them sit alongside my Gord collection, which still thrill me ridiculously to see sitting out instead of hidden.
Is it just me or is the range of chastity devices for women rather unimaginative,

A reward for anyone who can tell me where to get an example of these!

I don't fancy a belt but I'm not having mush luck finding an alternative, I want something lockable, all the insertables rely too much on will power and I want denial. Locking my hobble skirt works but not in the right way. I have the joy of feeding my obsession with long hair by watching Versaille okay the acting isn't always top notch but who gives a fuck. The Boss knows letting me watch it in peace reaps rewards for him, especially if he lets his hair down. I am a sucker for long hair.

Not that he isn't partial to a little historical dress 

As well as treating myself to some splendid jewelery I'm booked in to get my sleeve finished which not only means I'll stop banging on about it on here I'll get to reap those wonderful endorphins that come from a few hours under the needle. I must confess I also like the wounded feeling you get while a big piece of work is healing. Bruised and a bit battered with slightly restricted movement. When you're an adult there aren't enough opportunities to get excited about things but I'm looking forward to this like a kid does Christmas.

As we all know, anticipation is half the fun!

As part of my 'proper' job I work with self harners and it's hard to get across to colleagues that you really do understand the dynamics of pain and physical sensations without having to sit them down and say "well actually I know I'm right about pain because......" I found myself getting very funny looks the other day when I went too far talking about it but ce la ve, my being odd is hardly news to them.

Where to even start explaining why this appeals so much!

I don't think for a minute everyone should indulge in some of the things I get up too but it's hard to explain to people who's only contact with their own bodies is to wash and dress, exactly what pain and seeking extreme sensations is all about. Having this kind of mind also gives great insight into addiction, possibly because the two things are so closely related but once again explaining why you're right and why you understand what's going in is a tough one. Ok I do like to shock with descriptions of doing my own piercings with a set of surgical scissors and there's nothing like the surprise on someone's face wham you can describe to them exactly what their withdrawal feels like but I have to be careful. There is also, when you're facing some one who superficially self harms to knock them back by proving just what you can do to yourself with a bread knife, along the lines of "wants to see pain? Watch this fucker" but again it's best to be careful.


And before anyone complains that I'm disrespecting people who self harm I'm not, I just understand it's true nature and what it represents to different people!!

I'm typing this bored as fuck sitting at my desk, I can't believe it's only Wednesday. The weekend promises tattoos, sex and perseids. Despite my good mood it feels a long way off.

A colleague just asked what I'm daydreaming about................

I may have to lie to her