Friday, September 28, 2012

I am just going to adjust the one here.   I plan on fucking your ass extra hard tonight and want to make sure this is on good and tight so I can pound you harder than you can even imagine…..mmmm, that hard cock you have there says to me you like that idea.

Friday, September 21, 2012

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

I do.  Kind of...  It's more of a love hate relationship with chastity.  But my little clit is very cute in her chastity cage.  I love seeing her in it.

Friday, September 14, 2012

Vacuum sealed for freshness... Your Sissy will stay fresh for up to three days in her plastic wrap.  Then you can take her out and enjoy her delights.

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

It’s strangely satisfying to place your hands around your gurls head and to slowly force her backwards and forwards with an ever increasing tempo onto your strap-on, the gasps and gagging sounds as she takes more and more are pure music to my ears. The goal as ever is to get a lipstick smudge from her lower lip on the artificial balls, such a smudge is her trophy of worship and may even earn her a milking onto the strap-on so she can state her thirst all over again with the taste of semen.

Friday, September 7, 2012


As of right now I have 18 days of Chastity left.  But that number is ever evolving.  I have several different determining factors that change the number on a daily basis.  For example, if I post a picture and I get Liked.  I get one more day.   And two days for reblogged.  I also get more days on followers and page views...

Being in Chastity is a challenge.  But for me there are ways to have some fun.  I've had two releases this week while still being in Chastity.  Here is a glimpse of what that looked like.

Earlier this week I was playing tie up games with myself.  The scenario went like this.  I was wearing my chastity and a plug in my buns.  I had on a corset, and my big giant boobs.  I'm a DD with those on.  My legs were cinched with 5 belts.  I had on my high heels too.  

I had been practicing deep throating on a dildo.  It's harder than it looks.  After my throat had enough, and my eyes were watering.  I decided to play a game.  Since my legs were already locked down.  I put on a tight restrictive neck collar.  A huge squishy gag.  And some blue goggles.  (I love eye wear.)  I threw the handcuff keys to the other side of the room. Then I got to the floor, and secured the handcuffs behind my back.  

It may not sound like much.  But I was tied up pretty well.  It took a while to get to the other side of the room and find the keys.  I luckily came across them pretty quick.  I started to try to get the key into the hole of the handcuffs.  But getting to the other side had been a real workout.  And I guess I was pretty excited.  Because with the frustration of trying to get the key into the handcuffs I had an orgasm.  I guess I would call it an orgasm.  It was definitely a release.  I finally made it out of the handcuffs.  But it was a real mess to clean up.  

The second time was when I lost a bet and had to use my giant dildo on myself.  It's so large that I cuss when it first goes in.  And then I cuss a lot more as I ride it.  I have to admit that I Love that feeling of being so full inside.  It feels delicious.  But it is still quite painful.  So picture me and my tight little ass.  Swallowing that huge dildo.  Bouncing up and down while my DD's are going everywhere.  I basically have to hold them with my hands while pounding myself.   After riding it for about 30 minutes.  That was all I could take.  I started to rub my Chastity cage.  Like a woman flicks her clit. (That's what I call her when she is in her cage. Clit!)  And I eventually had a release.  I can't really say this was an orgasm.  Because it was rather anti-climatic. It was basically just a... release. But I still enjoyed the ride.  

I'm not really sure why I enjoy doing these things to myself. I guess I'm a pain slut.  So if you want to add to my Chastity torment.  Keep liking and reblogging to add to my misery.  But since I kind of like the pain.  I guess your adding to my happiness.  I don't know I'm kind a confused. 


I love the look of concentration on her face. The agony. The struggle to cope. Because coping is just about the only thing she can do. I wonder how many times she has whispered to herself I can’t I can’t I can’t…
But look, she is.