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A Tribute to My Very First Collar

January 28th, 2014 3 comments

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If you want to get technical, you weren’t my first collar. Master’s necklace served that purpose for what seemed like forever before we decided I needed something more substantial that he could grab on to when we were “playing.”

Ahh…playing. That’s what they call it, but that thing we do goes way deeper than that. When Master calls me his little fuck toy, he’s not playing. When he says I’m an animal for him to enjoy, it’s not a role. This is our reality.

Buying you was my idea. We’d been dabbling a bit in puppy play, and kink collars were way out of our budget, so I suggested we just go grab a cheap dog collar from Walmart. Read more…

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No Stupid (Kink) Questions: Episode 23 – No More Rewards

January 22nd, 2014 3 comments

NoStupidKinkQuestionsGandhi said that if you want to change the world, you have to be the change you want to see. To that end, Insatiable Desire brings you No Stupid (Kink) Questions, a series of questions asked by novice kinksters around the web. If you have a question for us, leave it in comments, or send it to rayne (at) insatiabledesire (dot) com with “NS(K)Q” in the subject.

Question 23:

My relationship has always worked on a reward/punishment dynamic. It’s not like my owner went out and bought me something every time I was good, or congratulated me when I did what I was told. That would be silly. But when I went above and beyond, or completed a task he knew was particularly difficult for me, he would do something nice to let me know he recognized this, and was pleased. Then, one day, he stopped. What happens when the rewards stop? Should I take this as an indication that I’m no longer fulfilling my station in his life? Read more…

Sex Toy Shaming and Bigoted Wise Cracks, FTW!

January 16th, 2014 4 comments

Seriously?

Seriously?

It started with a tweet. Erin Gloria Ryan, news editor for Jezebel, tweeted a “great last minute gift.”

It was, of course, a joke. Unless you work for a sex toy company, or have a personal relationship with your boss, you probably wouldn’t buy him a sex toy. But whereas it would be a “haha, funny” joke if *I* told it, because I’m all about sex toys for all genders, it turned into a very not funny joke when David Covucci, a writer for BroBible, requested some Tenga toys for review.

As is usually the case, I found out about the sitch from yet another tweet. Nerve published an article chastising Ryan for her characterization of men who use sex toys, and I followed links to the review. (He also talks about it in a podcast, here. It’s full of nervous laughter and back patting, and around 6:39, he reiterates that sex toy users are weird, and using sex toys is a weird thing to do. Apparently, sex toy users=Quagmire on Family Guy. By the time they segued into sports, I felt a little sick to my stomach. The things I do for you…)

The review begins:

Up until seven days ago, I’d never stuck my dick inside anything other than a woman. Thirty years of living good, the only contact my penis having outside of my own hand being that of another human.

Unfortunately, I can’t say that anymore.

Because last week, I received a bunch of plastic sex toys from Japan—toys meant to recreate the feelings of blowjobs and intercourse—and fucked the shit out of them.

Shame.

I feel so much shame right now.

And by the end of the second sentence, I was refilling my cup of coffee and settling in for a sex-toy-related ragefest to end all sex-toy-related ragefests. Because if there’s one thing about society and sex toys that pisses me off, it’s the shame and ignorance surrounding them. A close running second is the douchebags (of all genders) who perpetuate and reinforce that shame and ignorance. Read more…

Product Review: Plunge Paddle by @Tantus

January 15th, 2014 2 comments

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Ooo, what’s that?

Plunge is on the left. Pictured here to compare to the Wham Bam. (Click to enlarge.)

Plunge is on the left. Pictured here to compare to the Wham Bam. (Click to enlarge.)

They’ve been talking about it for months, and I was dying to get my hands on one. I mean, a silicone paddle with a handle made for fucking? Seriously? Your damn right I want it.

That there’s the Plunge Paddle by Tantus. And…I’m kinda so/so on it. Bleh.

What’d it come in?

The paddle came in a clear plastic bag with a Tantus tag hanging from the hole in the handle.

How’s it made?

Of course, the Plunge Paddle is made of 100% pure platinum silicone. It’s Tantus! So far, it only comes in black. It’s about thirteen and a quarter inches long, all told. The paddle head makes up six and a quarter inches of that length, leaving seven inches for the handle. The Tantus site says six of that is insertable, but you could probably get all seven in if your vagina is that long. The diameter of the handle at its widest point is one and a half inches, and the paddle head is three inches wide.

Your measurements may vary slightly, of course, because Tantus toys are handmade. If you carry a big purse or a backpack, this paddle would easily disappear inside. Read more…

Blog Digest – e[lust] #54

January 15th, 2014 Comments off

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Welcome to e[lust] – The only place where the smartest and hottest sex bloggers are featured under one roof every month. Whether you’re looking for sex journalism, erotic writing, relationship advice or kinky discussions it’ll be here at e[lust]. Want to be included in e[lust] #55? Start with the rules, come back February 1st to submit something and subscribe to the RSS feed for updates!

~ This Month’s Top Three Posts ~

How children will break UK Internet filters.
Submissive, Not Passive
When Sex and Disabilities Collide

~ Featured Post (Molly’s Picks) ~

Tribute to a Selfie
The Pawn

~ Readers Choice from Sexbytes ~

*You really should consider adding your popular posts here too*

All blogs that have a submission in this edition must re-post this digest from tip-to-toe on their blogs within 7 days. Re-posting the photo is optional and the use of the “read more…” tag is allowable after this point. Thank you, and enjoy! Read more…

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I feel pretty…oh, so pretty…

January 10th, 2014 8 comments

imageSo last night, I dyed my hair.

I was supposed to wait till Master felt like helping me (or had the time…lately, it’s more that he doesn’t have time for anything), but I got tired of waiting. I wanted it done already. So in anticipation of the mess I was going to make, I covered the bathroom with garbage bags, mixed up a couple bags of henna-based, all natural dye, and went to town.

I used this color the last time I dyed my hair, but my hair was longer, and chemically treated in some places, and much, much more damaged. At the time, I was using Suave shampoo and conditioner because we couldn’t afford something good for my hair, so my hair was super dry. Plus, I followed directions on the internet rather than directions on the package. Over all, it was a giant recipe for disaster, and it didn’t come out quite how I wanted it, and…yeah.

Oh, did I not mention I cut my hair? I can’t remember. I mean, if you follow me on Twitter, you know, because I practically live-tweeted that shit. I was super nervous about it. Partly because the girl took off 2 1/2 feet, but mostly, I was nervous about the bangs. I haven’t had bangs since middle school, and back then, we cut a very thin layer of bangs straight across just under the brow line, rolled them under with a curling iron, and then sprayed the shit out of them so that they didn’t lose their curl. Ahh…the 90s. Read more…

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