In the Realm of the Sensei: Prologue 15

Seamus poured wine. Not sake; any Birmingham sommelier will tell you that pinot gris is the right wine accompaniment for a bath with someone you fancy. He wondered if he’d scared Asuka when he’d said he was falling in love with her. It had definitely been too soon to say something like that, but her submission had been so total and obviously so right for her that it called to answering emotions in him. He wanted to own her, not just as part of a sexual game but in truth.

They’d talk about it, love and ownership, he decided, but not quite so soon. He collected two robes and took the two glasses to the bathroom.

Asuka had poured a deepish bath – the sides wood-pannelled like a traditional Japanese bath but with some sort of hard plastic on the inside – and she was now naked and washing her feet.

She saw him. “Sensei!” She came up to him with her arms out. Then she faltered. “Is it all right to hug you when I see you?”

“Um.” Seamus hesitated for a moment. He imagined a world in which this girl was always formally submissive and said things like, “May this one hug you, Sensei?” That didn’t seem like a fun world.

He said, “Generally, Asuka, you can hug me whenever you like, so long as you’re in my good books at the time. Like now. If you’re in trouble you’ll know it, and when you’re in trouble I’d recommend only doing as you’re told. So yes, you can hug me. I give you permission now and in the future. Except when you know it’d be unwise.”

She smiled and said, “My Sensei!” She put her arms around him and her small but hard breasts against his lower chest. He put his hands on her bottom, since it seemed impossible not to want to. They stayed holding each other. At last she said, “May I clean my Sensei?”

“Of course.” So Seamus took off his shirt, all he was wearing, and stood while Asuka washed him, paying particular attention to his underarms, his penis and buttocks and his feet. She was firm and efficient; there was nothing playful about being washed by Asuka.

She took one of the wine glasses from his grasp and climbed into the bath, aware that he was watching her. She lowered herself in the water, looking up at him, until she could blow bubbles at him in the water.

He climbed in after her and looked at her when they were still, sitting side by side on benches beneath the water. They looked at each other, their bodies visible but distorted by the hottish water. She said, “I’m yours, aren’t I?”

“I still have to fuck you, I mean your kitty before I can definitely say that. But yes, essentially you’re mine now, and soon after our bath it will be definite.” 

“Good. I want to look after you, Sensei. Make your life easy. So you’re home with a little wife and a slave taking care of you.

“At your command, all the time. Your dorel. Is that what you want?”

“Well, I have to admit I want the responsibility of keep your bottom freshly striped at all times and your holes regularly fucked.”

Asuka smiled. “I think that sounds like something I’ve dreamed of for ages. Ah, you said before, you were falling in love with me?”

“Yes. I’m sorry. That was too soon. I was just overwhelmed by you, being so lovely and sweet. Obediently sweet. We can talk about it later.”

“No, Sensei. We can talk now. I already chose you. You’re the right man to own me and make me his. If you’re falling in love with me, even when you’ve got your cock up my bottom, then you want me. I must be right for you.”

Seamus had the sensation of being on a rollercoaster ride that was going just a little too fast.

Then he gathered his courage. “Then you already belong to me. I like my possessions close, so you’ll have to tell your parents you’re moving in with your man.”

“Oh, my father already knows about you. He knows you’ll keep me disciplined. He thinks that’s a man’s job, so he approves.”

“Oh.” He wondered what that said about the status of her mother in her parents’ home, but he decided not to ask.

She said, “I can move in? Sleep in your bed, or on the floor beside it? Make your dinner? Fetch the cane for you if my cooking’s not good enough? And be fucked by you afterwards? And whenever you want me. Sensei?”

“Asuka, you don’t have to do all the cooking. That’s not what a dorel is for, in my house. And you don’t have to make a bad meal so I heat up your bottom and fuck you. I’m pretty sure, if your ass or your pussy is getting thirsty, I’ll be able to take a hint.”

“I’m falling in love with you too, Sensei. Just because we already know it doesn’t mean we’re wrong. I’ll tell Daddy tomorrow evening. We’ll talk, I mean Daddy and I, and Mummy. And I move in here the next night. If you let me in the door.” 

Seamus nodded. He hadn’t expected anything like that, and he wondered just how much he was taking on, after such a short courtship. But he couldn’t think of a downside. “Then I’ll welcome you to your new home.”

“Good. And I’ll show you that you don’t need to cook any more. I won’t feel properly submissive if I’m not serving you.”

He could see that. But she was going too close to traditional sex roles for his taste. So he said, “Well, maybe you can be on your knees with your mouth open for me, while I’m grating the carrots.” 

“Maybe.” But she looked mutinous.

Seamus dropped the issue. He was in charge in theory, but in reality he’d have to let her be what best suited her. So he said, “When Yua and Chiaki arrive, you know I’m going to heat up their asses as well, and fuck both of them. How do you feel about that?”

“They’re my friends, Sensei, and that’s exactly what they want. I’d be disappointed if you rejected them, especially if you did because of me. I wouldn’t want that at all.”

She reached under the water, and encircled his cock with her hand. She leaned forward to say to him, “Chiaki likes to be made to cry. Even Gentaro hardly ever manages that. I hope you’ll beat her till she sobs, tonight. Then fuck her hard while she’s still crying.”

Then she laughed and stroked his cock. The talk about beating and fucking Yua and Chiaki had made him hard, as she’d expected. Especially, he had to admit, the part about making Chiaki cry before he fucked her. He thought he could, and would, manage that. She stroked him till he was fully hard in her hand.  

“You’re going to take my kitty soon, Sensei. The first man. And then you own me for real.”

“This,” he said, “is true.” 

“it is.” Then Asuka slipped forward so her knees were on the bottom of the bath and her head was underwater. She took his cock in her mouth and caressed him with her lips and tongue. That, in hot bathwater, was one of the most pleasant erotic sensations he’d ever had. 

Eventually, when over a minute had passed and he was considering pulling her up by her hair, she rose suddenly, splashing water around her and gasped in a series of deep breaths. She dived down again, her mouth on his cock, so he stood up, feet on the bottom of the bath so that her eyes and nostrils at least were above the waterline. He took a fistful of her hair to hold her head in place and began to fuck her throat.

“Eyes up, Asuka. When I’m using your mouth, you keep your eyes on mine.”

Speaking around his cock she managed to say, “‘Ai, en-ei.” And obeyed him, raising her eyes to stare up at him. 

In time he felt the first sensation of orgasm, still a way away but starting to build. He pushed her suddenly off his cock. She still held eye contact, and after expelling bath water kept her mouth open. For no reason except that he suspected she’d like it, he slapped her face, on one side than the other.

He said, “Right. Time you were fucked, Asuka. Go and wait for me on my bed. On your back, legs up in the air, feet pointing at the ceiling. Stay like that till I arrive.”

“Yes, Sensei.” She got out of the bath and reached for a towel. Her eyes met his and she dropped the towel immediately and ran, dripping and naked, for the bedroom. Seamus smiled. Slowly he got out of the bath and dried himself.

He was impatient to take his girl, but he felt that having to wait would be good for her.

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Having dropped Asuka on the bed, a happy if slightly dazed woman, he kissed her. “How you feeling?”

She smiled up at him, smiling but with doubt in her eyes. “I feel wonderful. I feel woozy. My Sensei just whipped and fucked my bottom. Do you still like me?”

So he gathered her in his arms again and kissed her. “You’re my perfect girl. I’m not supposed to say so, and you don’t have to say it back, but I’m probably falling in love with you.”

“Oh?”

“With your ass, anyway.” She laughed. He thanked some gods for that. He made her roll over and stuffed a rolled up blanket under her to raise that ass, soft, red from his hand and belt, and brightly stripped from the cane. “But just relax. It’s my job to look after you now.”

He took an aloe vera ointment from his bedside drawer, and began to massage it into her skin. He put an extra dab on each on her raised cane stripes and spread it gently, and put his thumbs into her flesh to deal with any knots of tense muscle.

Asuka put her arms on the bed, under her chin. “Do you do this, every time you cane and me and fuck my bottom? Because if so…”

“Most times. If I cane you because you’ve been a bad Asuka and need to be punished, then I might just make you stand in the corner.”

“So anyone can see me?”

“Well, if it’s Yua or Chiaki, then yes. They’d only be jealous. Or Gentaro from work visited, I wouldn’t make you get dressed. He knows I wanted to whip your ass and fuck you. He’s done the same for Yua and Chiaki, and he will again. I suppose if the building supervisor called, I’d drop a blanket over you so he knows there’s someone there but can’t see you.”

He watched her wriggle. She thought that was a hot idea. “Ooh! I’d have to keep very still!” 

He kissed her bottom then, getting aloe vera on his lips, and then moved up to sit straddling her ass so he could reach down and massage her neck and shoulders. While he massaged her he said, “This is important, Asuka. I didn’t hurt you because you’re a bad girl. It’s the way we love: I caned you to give you pleasure and take pleasure myself. Because we’re lovers.”

“Thank you, Sensei. I know you do it from a good place. It’s just that when my bottom hurts, from your cane and your cock too, afterward I start to think there must have disappointed you, or that there be something wrong with me to like it.”

“My dorel, you’re a submissive. It’s a wonderful thing to be. When you found me you made me utterly happy, and I do my best to make you happy. It’s the same as any lovers. There’s nothing wrong with that, or even strange. Not everyone is submissive, and not everyone’s a Dom like me, but it’s still completely natural, like being left-handed.”

She thought about that, or seemed to. “I’m a left-handed girl. You seem to use both hands.” She dropped that topic. “You’ve taken one virginity. I’m glad.” Her voice took on a thoughtful quality. “I came, with your cock in my bottom. I don’t know if you noticed.”

She’d made a lot of noise at the time, and he suspected she was kidding. “Oh, I noticed. And I will fuck your pretty cunt in, say, an hour. It takes a man a while to get his energy back.”

“Poor men.” She turned on her side now, and stroked Seamus’s cock. Then she shuffled forward on the bed and kissed his cock, taking the glans into her mouth, looking up into his eyes. Then she said, “Oh!” She’d caused and detected signs of penile life. 

Seamus reached over and smacked that red, striped bottom with his hand. It seemed that the skin had stopped hurting, or that hurting had become good again. He smacked her again, because hurting her was definitely good, from his side. But he withdrew from her mouth, semi-hard. 

He said, “How are you feeling now?”

“Good. If you bring me a glass of wine, Sensei, I’ll make a bath. So we can relax and talk, until you fuck my kitty.”

“You don’t make bargains with me, little Asuka. Do that again and I’ll punish you. You can ask for things, like a glass of wine, and you can offer me things, and you can obey orders. Understood?”

“Yes, Sensei. Sorry, Sensei. I want to learn those things so I’m a good dorel. Please may I have a glass of wine, Sensei. And would you like your very humble, very obedient doral to run you a bath?”

Seamus laughed. And he smacked her ass again. He would still have to watch for sub drop, that time after punishment or pain when a submissive starts to have doubts and think they must be worthless to like such things, and that their Dom or Master or Sensei must also think little of them.

But for the moment she seemed irrepressible. She kissed his cock again, knowing he’d smack her for it, and scampered off to the bath, laughing. 

 

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In the Realm of the Sensei – Prologue 13

Seamus admired Asuka, bent over obediently for him, her little ring glistening a little with the almond oil they’d used as lubricant. The rest glistened on his cock. He’d started her first anal fuck, and he intended to continue when he’d made her bottom a little hotter and redder.

He raised his folded belt and gave her one hard lash, because he wanted her to feel there were no limits and he wasn’t going to take her gently. She grunted “Ah,” and her hips rolled forward under the impact, then moved back and forth, as if she was fucking the air, while she tried to shake off the pain.

The next five strokes were gentler, catching her each time her bottom moved back, and setting her dancing again. But the noises she was making now were more pleasured sounds, little cries, moans. She wanted Seamus to know that she liked his belt, if he’d only use it right. 

He stopped and put his hand under her cunt and pleasured her for a minute or so, and her moans were louder. Then she made the mildest sound of puzzlement and perhaps indignation when he took his hand away. He gave her twelve hard strokes, and set her dancing again, her hips pumping in time with the belt’s impacts.

She cried out and gasped, still dancing, but she didn’t seem to be experiencing the belt’s impacts as pain.

Asuka was now leather-painted a bright red between her hips and her thighs, and he took a photo with his phone so she could admire herself later. Then he put his hands on her hips, holding her still. She fell silent, waiting. He pressed the tip of his cock against her opening, and she yielded, for the second time in her life. This time he entered her slowly, feeling and letting her feel every centimetre.

He said, when he was fully inside her and his this and belly pressed against her bottom, “I love feeling the heat of your skin, Asuka, after I’ve whipped you.”

She made a sound that was an answer but wasn’t in words. But she seemed to feel that that was a good thing. She reached back, between her legs, to hold and caress his. He’d told her to put her hands on her knees, but he couldn’t bring himself punish her for that. He took her slowly now, without urgency, feeling her warmth and the tightness of her rectal clasp on his cock.

Asuka was moving with him now, tightening on his cock as he withdrew and relaxing when he pressed forward. “Good girl, Asuka.”

She laughed complacently. “Good Sensei, Sensei.”

He leaned down, not breaking the rhythm, and kissed her shoulder.

She turned her head and made a kissy mouth at him. So he smiled and watched her face, or the side of her face, while he slowly fucked her. After a time she wailed loudly. It was a demand of some kind, and he sped up.

She lost the rhythm as he took her faster, but the sounds she made were unmistakable. She was about to have her first orgasm with a live, flesh penis. He’d dropped the belt, but he smacked the sides of her hips and thighs, hard. She caught her breath. He could feel that she was only seconds away. He slipped his his hand under her now, and held it hard against her cunt.

Asuka shrieked, then yowled like a lost, desolate animal. She tightened on his cock, hard, and shrieked again. Seamus kept pumping, the rhythm largely lost, until she yowled a third time, and returned her hands to her knees to support herself. She seemed to have no more.

Seamus withdrew then and picked the cane. He gave her ten firm strokes, hard enough that the marks would still be felt and be showing the next day – and those stripes would be seen by Yua and Chiaki later that night  – without giving her time to absorb each individual stroke.

She was still in fresh post-orgasmic glow, and she barely reacted, at least outwardly, though each impact left its vivid white, then red, stripe.

Then he dropped the cane and held Asuka’s hips again, and fucked her tight circle hard and fast until he came, growling like an angry bear. There was a long silence, the two of them together, gasping. At last Seamus withdrew from her again and picked her up, carrying her into the bedroom and placing her on his bed.

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In the Realm of the Sensai – Prologue 12

Asuka turned away from Seamus and bent over, her legs well spread, her hands on her knees.

Her anus was well lubricated, and he was tempted simply to take her then and there. But he knew that Asuka would find being taken anally was physically overwhelming. She and he would want time.

Even if she didn’t enjoy the sensation itself, she would love the submission, and she’d experience it as deliciously humiliating. Better to let her wait.

He also knew, from life in Birmingham, that there are many women who just enjoy anal sex, and don’t find anything submissive about being fucked in that way.

Asuka’s response was completely different: to her this was a deep act of surrender. Accordingly, she’d want to help him to take her, to be complicit in her own conquest. So he undressed till he wore only an unbuttoned shirt and stepped in front of her, his hard cock pointing at her mouth. 

Asuka opened her mouth, guessing what she was to do, and he smacked her face lightly. “No, little dorel, you’ve had my cock in your mouth. That’s not where it’s going now. Where am I going to fuck you?”

“Up my, my bottom, Sensei.”

He ruffled her hair fondly. “Good girl. Now take the oil, and apply it to my cock, so I can fuck you nice and smooth. You want us both to be slippery, Asuka.” He passed her the little bottle of oil.

Asuka had taken her hands from her knees to hold the bottle and tip some onto her right hand. She touched his cock lightly and began to stroke gently, smearing one, then two handfuls of lubricant onto him.

At last Seamus stepped back. There was a danger he would come under her administrations. 

He moved behind her and pressed his cock at her little opening. “I’m going to fuck you hard, dorel. For my pleasure. It’s not even slightly important whether you enjoy yourself or not. Understood?”

“Yes, dorel.” She seemed breathless. He was of course lying, but he expected that this idea would make her feel even more deeply submissive.

“I want it to hurt you a little, or even a lot, at least at first. But if it hurts in the wrong way, a bad way, you are to tell me at once. That’s an order.”

“Yes, Sensei. And thank you. I hope you do hurt me.” Then there was mischief in her voice. “The right way.”

Seamus grunted. He took her soft little buttocks in his hands and spread her, then pushed into her, not stopping when the head was in. Asuka cried out in surprise, and yes, there was pain in that cry. He smacked the side of her left buttock, hard, and then withdrew perhaps three centimetres very slowly.

Asuka wailed, not displeased. Then she cried out again when he plunged forward, until his belly pressed tight against her buttocks and his cock rested fully inside her.

He usually took girls more gently for their first time but he’d sensed that Asuka would prefer this way. She was holding her breath, waiting for him to move. He smacked her left cheek again, watching the pink emerge through golden skin, and she expelled that breath. Then he began to move, cock deep inside her, withdrawing till he was in danger of slipping out, then plunging forward again, just to hear her cry.

Then they settled into a long, slow fuck. Asuka had started to move in unison with him, keeping still when he withdrew and ramming back at him when he moved forward. She wailed again, and didn’t stop her cry as he slid back and forward in her.

He held her hips hard and pumped her faster now, enjoying her music, until her wailing rose suddenly in pitch. Then it cut off: she was silent. Her felt her orgasm, a kind of fluttering contraction in her pussy. He wondered how that would feel when he was actually in that soft sheath. Asuka sucked in a breath. “Ooh, Sensei…”

“Asuka, you are such a good girl! A wonderful girl. How was that? I mean, did it hurt?” He was still hard, still inside her. He hadn’t come. 

“Hardly at all. A little when you first went inside me. I hadn’t expected it to be so big. And fast. But Chiaki, she told me to stay relaxed, and to trust you.”

“Oh?” He raised his brows, not that she could see him. 

“So have you had Chiaki? I mean her asshole?”

“No, I haven’t, though I will. I told you you would be first. But you’ll know when I first fuck her ass, because I’ll make you watch.” Asuka made a happy noise, not quite a word. “That was good advice, though. But I’m surprised she gave it to you.”

“She thinks you’re the one for me. Sensei. Are we going to do that again soon?”

Seamus pulled his cock completely out of her. The sensation of loss, and of her little muscled ring tightening on him as he withdrew, was almost to much to bear. When his cock was free he bent down to pick up his pants and pulled the belt free. Asuka knew that sound, though he hadn’t used his belt on her yet. Goosebumps rose on the skin of her buttocks and thighs.

“I think you’ll like it even more when your bottom is stinging a little.” Asuka said nothing. He folded the belt.  

In the Realm of the Sensei – Prologue 11

Asuka approached Seamus with the almond oil held out for him between her breasts. She knelt, though he hadn’t had to tell her to do so, and offered it to him with both hands.

Seamus took the little pottle and told her, “Good girl. That’s good behaviour.” She lowered herself further, her head nearly to the floor.

She looked up at him, expectant. The next move had to be his. So he said, “Get over my knees, little dorei. As if you were about to get another spanking. Legs apart. Now.”

“Yes, Sensei.” She smiled: that was a good command. She crawled to his side and draped herself onto his thighs. Seamus patted her bottom in welcome. She made a happy sound and wriggled to show this was good too. Then he stroked her between her upper thighs, letting her wait and anticipate attention to more sensitive areas. At last he touched her lips and she breathed out: “Haaar”. He hadn’t realised she’d been holding her breath.

He stroked more and her body tensed. Then he took two fingers coated in the oil, and slid one finger into her anus. She said, “Ooh.” It was a new sensation, and she wasn’t sure if she liked or disliked it. Seamus said, with a touch of sternness in his voice, “Relax your muscle, little one.”

He slipped in the second finger, and then pushed his two lubricated fingers deeper into her. Eventually she responded, with a rise and fall of her hips. There was something there in it for her. He withdrew his fingers, after a time and replaced them with the thumb of his other hand, stroking her pussy while he collected more oil on his fingers.

He put both fingers back into her and she relaxed, her head down, her legs spread but relaxed. He continued to use his fingers in her, pumping in her as (she must be aware) his cock would when he took her. 

He continued, letting time pass, and eventually Asuka said, “Sensei!” She was confessing something; she sounded as if she were guiltily aware of being bad.

He made an interrogative sound, fingers still pumping in her.

“Sensei, I‘m going to come!” She was alarmed; she was sure that this was not permitted. 

He brought his other hand down and smacked her lower bottom. “Then come for your Sensei, little dorei. You’re still being a good girl.” 

Asuka raised her head and her thighs parted wider, her muscles no longer relaxed at all. She wailed and her bottom rose to take his fingers deeper into her, and his hand followed her down as she plunged, his fingers as deep as his hand allowed while she writhed and rose and fell. She wailed again, then she was silent for a second.

At last, some sort of pleasure dam having broken, she screamed, bawling uninhibitedly like a very upset baby. “Oh Sensei, oh Sensei.” Asuka fought for breath. Her hands clasped and stroked his calves and shins under her. She said it again, then a relaxed exhalation: “Aaaah.”

Seamus smacked her bottom again, then again. “I think you may enjoy my cock, then.”

“It’s a lot bigger than your two fingers. I’ve had your cock in my mouth. So you can’t fool me.”

Seamus laughed. “Stay in position, little one. You need more oil. You have to be very slippery. Then, if you’re a good girl, I’ll let you coat my cock so it’s properly slippery too.”

“I’ll cook you supper with that oil.”

Seamus thought about that. It probably wasn’t perfectly hygienic, But… “Yes, you can.” He thought he had more almond oil in the cupboard, and he could make a switch. The symbolism was right. He poured more oil from the pottle into the crevice between her buttocks, and pressed more into her anus. 

After a time he felt he’d reached some level of saturation. He smacked her bottom again. She barely reacted, though it had been hard enough to redden her skin. “Good girl. You can get up now.”

She raised herself from his lap, grunting like an old, stiff lady. She turned and kissed him, so he put his arms round her, stroking down her back, cupping her warm bottom, his fingers pressing but not entering her anus, because he was confident that she’d find that tantalising.

She did. “Are you going to fuck me, Sensei? In my bottom? Soon?”

So he smacked her again, hard. She didn’t mind; all touch was good. “Yes, we begin now. Why am I going to fuck your ass first?”

“Because you want to take me from my inside. And you want me to know that I’m completely yours. That I can’t hold anything back.”

“That’s good. And it’s true, little dorei musume. Is that what you want?”

“Sensei? Fuck, yes. Fuck me. I want your cock up me. So we both know I don’t even have anything to hold back. I’m just yours.”

“I think I’m yours. Certainly I’m your Sensei: that’s a way of being yours. But I have to admit it feels like more than that. Sorry: I mean I’m yours, Asuka.”

“I know.” She put her arms round her possession, stood on tiptoes and kissed him.

He smacked her bottom again, to make certain things clear, though he knew she was right. Still, there’s more than one way to be hers. “Bend over,” he said. “Legs apart, hands on your knees.”

Elust 184: Best sex on the net

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Thoughts & Advice on Sex & Relationships

Tantric Sexual Healing, The Everyday Ecstasy: Bringing Tantra into Your Daily Routine

Erotic Fiction

Simone Francis, Painted Stripes

Schey Place Books, Zero

Jerusalem Mortimer, In the Realm of the Sensei – Prologue 10

Jasmine Gold, Learning to Obey: Her Fantasy Denial

Product Reviews

Morgan Destera, Funzze 3-in-1 Sucking Flapping Vibrator

Man at Jerk, Fantasy Grove Amanita dildo review

Sydney Screams, Uncover Creations Equiknot Dildo Review

Miss Ruby Reviews, We-Vibe Wand 2

Thoughts & Advice on Kink & Fetish

Kim Rub, Ectomorph Latex Design 40 Year Anniversary

Sex Work

Kristina J, Thank You Sex Work 

Fox Digital, Your Opinion of Your Website Doesn’t Matter—Here’s What Does

Sex Worker Search, Sex Worker Resources (mostly U.S.)

Hellga, A Duo with Christine Love at Blue Door Dungeon

Sandra, Bound, Gagged and Throat-Fucked

Oz Bigdownunder, Sweet Cherry Pie. Custom Made Video Clips

Books and Movies

History of BDSM, The Idiots (1998): The Celluloid Dungeon

State of the World

The Sex Shed, We asked 1000 people: How do you do it? (survey on masturbation habits)

Femina Viva, Is it time to start outing trans people?

Blogging

Liz X, Diving into Digital Desire – Exploring Nomi AI and its AI Companions

Ramone Quides, Surviving Two Changes of Seasons

Erotic Non Fiction

barefoot sub, Chase The Rainbow – Beautiful Marks

Mx Valentina, The Tantric connection to chastity and orgasm denial

Writing about writing

Ambyr Leigh, On Writing Anal Sex Scenes

Sinful Sunday: Farewell performance!

I stopped doing Sinful Sunday images, because my new love didn’t like having photos, even de-identified, uploaded. But Molly has done a wonderful thing with Sinful Sunday, for many years, and I’m grateful to her. So since this is the farewell issue of Sinful Sunday, I’m back for one final image.

Please enjoy a lightly spanked, squirmy girl! Easily the best thing this beautiful planet produces!

The last Sinful Sunday is here: https://sinfulsunday.mollysdailykiss.com/2025/04/19/sinful-sunday-week-732/