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Sitting down to write, my inspiration for this smut was simply leather boots. I don’t think I have a leather kink but I definitely have feelings about boots, and I’m delighted by the filth that ended up spilling from my fingers. Read on for smut that include humiliation, exhibitionism, and a kinky dinner party.
I have attempted double vaginal penetration with my play partners during my first time at a sex club, but the only element of that adventure that I’ve used here is using the idea of hard cocks and dildos for achieving double penetration – or rather, in this case, one of each. This filth is very BDSM-y, and features a little bit of consensual domming-into-doing-something-the-sub-finds-scary-but-isn’t-a-hard-limit, which I don’t have better words to describe than that.
Today, folks, I have a confession for you: I’m still nervous about safe-words. Nope, not about using them – I will always tell a partner if I need them to stop. What I’m nervous about is that I sometimes ‘forget’ I have a safe-word, not in a consent-y way, but in a there-is-a-specific-word-that-lets-your-partners-know-you-want-to-stop-sex-now’ way, and a your-partner-has-safe-words-too’ way.
Today’s smut is very self-indulgent, because after hours of trying to write something filthy or clever, I ended up writing the scene I’d be using to get off today if I had the privacy for a wank. I’m nervous about this one, because while I’ve begun exploring my pee-holding kink in play, I haven’t done so in my writing before. If piss play isn’t your thing you might want to skip this one, but to me the hot thing in this smut is the control… It also includes degradation.
Today I have a tiny magic wand pinned to my jumper. It’s an adorable enamel pin badge that makes me grin in sinful glee – there is something exciting and a little bit transgressive about wearing a sex toy pin like this in public.