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Meet Slut Toni. Slut Toni is the first of my sluts and slaves to be publically displayed.
This pic shows Slut Toni firmly secured to the bondage chair, waiting for her Mistress to start amusing herself. Continue reading ‘Slut and Slave Display Pages – Slut Toni’
I’ve just been reading the Patrick Califia story ‘For Love or Money’ in the Skin Two Fetish Yearbook. Its tragic, beautiful and very, very erotic.
It is about a pro dom and her client. Written first from her perspective, then from his, then back again, we watch the scene unfold through each of their eyes, as she takes control of him, makes him perform body worship, beats him and fucks him up the arse with a strapon.
‘I turn to make sure Scum is on all fours, the proper distance away and looking only at my knees or lower. This slave took to training better than any other I’ve known. He seems to have some magical rapport with my movements. We never bump into one another, or falter. He reflects me perfectly, and by doing so, completes me.’ Continue reading ‘Skin Two Fetish Yearbook’
I think this must be a top favourite with a lot of people.
I found when I was writing the strapon story for my phone lines I wrote absolutely pages about it. I wrote so much that the phone line people had to give me a specially extended length of time for my story.
Writing it was very addictive. Be warned, you will find listening to it very addictive as well!
It describes how I take a novice male slave and slowly but very firmly introduce him to the pleasures of being my anal slut, expanding his anus until he is large enough for me to fuck with my strapon and take his cherry.
Phone number for Extreme Strapon Training is 09090 272161.
Don’t forget this is a premium line and get permission if it isn’t your phone. The call costs £1.50 per minute (mobile rates may vary) Continue reading ‘Strapon Training’
Now a lot of you find strapon a very horny idea, but most don’t really like anything too big put up there. So, for you, I have my trusty Shh strapon. This is the one I bought in Shh, the women’s sex shop at Old Street. I went over there the other week to buy a new dildo for it as the other one had nearly snapped in two.
I had mental visions of sharp toothed sluts giving it a bit too much wellie, but I think it was actually from when I had to use a bench which was inconveniently too high and the constant angle upwards and the pressure on the securing ring was what caused the damage. Continue reading ‘Strapon’
