I am considering writing a fictional erotic book while putting all of the things concerned with consent, safe words and limits all included. I want to make sure there is a book that is a true reflection of the BDSM lifestyle on the market. I know I have written short stories and longer pieces in segments so you will know my writing style for erotica. I am going to include with this post a short example of part of the book. This is their first BDSM sex scene.
Month: October 2018
This is something that I find very erotic and powerfully sexual. The thought of being naked on a balcony, leaning on the rail while S. fucks me silly is a big fantasy. The thought someone might see drives me crazy and we would continue with the scene not caring who may see, makes me so excited I can barely breathe. Unfortunately, our home doesn’t have a balcony. When we travel, I hope we are in a hotel, up from ground level and it has a balcony. I am not game enough to do it on the ground floor.
I am hoping this is going to give some idea of my beloved S. In my humble opinion I think he is one of the best Dominants I have ever met but he would argue that point with me, even me writing this will make him feel uncomfortable. He does not like being held up as an example to anyone. He is also shy at times and raucous at others. So please remember all of this as I ask him questions and he answers them.
Whatever happened to ‘Not tonight dear I have a headache.’? Gone from me for the rest of my life. I don’t have to say things like that because S. notices me and knows when the time is right. Sometimes it might take a little persuading but not much. His voice, his little touches, the deep flirting all things like that. He is the master of them.
I have spoken about S. not being my first BDSM lover and I have also spoken about my first Master. However, I have not really mentioned much about how S. and I met and what happened between us. We met in a chatroom and I think it was one for younger women wanting to find older men. S. had no idea what chatroom he was in.
I have read an excellent post on Forbidden Writings about being primal / prey and it prompted me to write some more on the subject. I have mentioned before that S. and I both enjoy being this way in our BDSM dynamics. It is something that has always been inside me but I have only ever been able to talk to S. about it.
Well this may be a great shock to most of you, kitten has taken the day off, what she doesn’t know is I’m posting. Yes, she thinks I’m off doing something, you know guy related. I read something today and it was a comment on a friend of ours post. Her husband was apologising about not catching on quickly enough, not noticing right away. I don’t personally know this man, but I’ve heard enough stories to know him to be a good man, a caring, loving man. I got to thinking about being a Dom and how hard we can be on ourselves sometimes, ok all the time.
This is a subject close to my heart because before my cancer I had quite a few myself. They all had to be removed because of the radiology treatments and if I got an infection it would be hard to fight it. I would not have liked to have lost a nipple because my piercing got infected, not to mention my clitoris.