Tag: Fetish

How my panty business began as an adventure

I’ve always had no qualms about my sexuality – that includes accepting that fetishes are far and wide, and that seduction often involves a fair bit of imagination.

Finding out more about people is also a bit of a pet hobby. Just like how some girls tell what sort of guy they’re going out with by scrutinizing the contents of his bathroom cabinet, I’m the kind of girl who tells what a guy is like by the type of underwear he likes on his fantasy chick. That’s who I am – the provider of fantasies, via proxy of my dirty, scented, panties.

My panty business started as part of an adventure. The guy I was going out with loved me taking off my underwear in front of him and keeping it in his pocket; that no matter what, he always had a part of me with him. Holding it, sniffing it, and allowing his imagination to fly. After one night of heavy sexting with a paramour, I had a particularly creamed up pair of panties. I thought… why not make some money? I posted the panties on Craigslist – with the conditions of wire payment and mail receipt – along with a description of what I was doing. Within 15 minutes, my first pair of scented panties were sold and I was $50 richer.

To a school girl, any income was welcome. And so my business started. Through the years, I’ve amassed a loyal following of kinksters. I’ve had a myriad of customers – some who have shared their stories with me. They include retired professionals who are curious about cross-dressing, bored office workers who rub themselves with my panties at work, heterosexual couples (where the woman wears my panties as an introduction to bisexual coupling), and lesbians who enjoy cunt.

As fantasies stems from one’s imagination, the possibilities are limitless. I like to think of myself as a rather open-minded person, and view my business as a way of expanding on my own sexuality. After some customers replied my emails with feedback about how they used my panties, some of them also requested particular fetishes. I would then offer these requests to go along with the panties I sell as special “flavors” of the month – such as masturbation, exercising and making my panties all sweaty, and panty stuffing; the popular requests would then go on to become staples in my offerings. I also fully encourage my customers to not feel shy, and share their fantasies and requests with me. I always try to fulfill requests and to date, I am proud to say I’ve never turned down one.

Most customers are happy to let me pick what to send them – I usually pick a cotton panty as I’ve found that cotton retains scents best. Occasionally, a customer would request for a special type of panty. Some memorable pieces are crotchless panties and micro-mini G-strings (dental floss G-strings with a tiny patch that hardly covers anything). It’s such a turn on to wear these sexy pieces.

Most of my customer base is in Singapore. I’ve found that despite our ultra-conservative façade, damn, people are kinky. However, I’ve noticed a strange train of thought from some of my customers. A common worry from men who purchase is that I am male, looking to get my kicks off by playing pranks on them – to which I’ll say, that’s terribly insulting. Grow up. There are also men who ask for more – to which the answer is always a sound “No”. As with any endeavor, limits must be clearly drawn. Mine are that sales are conducted through safe channels, with both mine and the customers’ fantasy identities intact. After all, selling my panties is as much as fulfilling my fantasies as I am fulfilling someone else’s.

Won’t you let me scent my panties for you?

XOX, DARLENE

Buy Darlene’s Scented Goodies @ darlenespanties.tictail.com

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January 16, 2015
New Zealand’s tastiest panty seller, Bianca!

I started my website after watching a television programme about catching people on hidden camera doing things they shouldn’t be doing. A tradesman was in a girls home and he picked up a pair of her dirty panties and started masturbating with them, not once but several times! I found this a bit of a turn on and that’s when brief encounters was created.

My customers are quite straight forward with their orders. Some are very detailed about what they want but for the most part they just want to sniff and taste a girl’s knickers. I do get the odd request for my body fluids or if I sell other things like my worn pantyhose or gym socks which I don’t mind selling in addition to my worn panties. I’d like to expand my website to perhaps include other girls selling their panties but will see how this goes. New Zealand is a small country but there certainly is a demand for worn panties and I do get a kick out of knowing that some guy out there is getting off on my worn panties!

My favourite panties are rather boring; either cotton, a silky satin, or a cotton G. I was quite surprised to find out that a lot of males aren’t into the lacy little G’s that I thought would be really popular. The majority of guys I’ve found preferred cotton full backs with white being the most popular colour of choice. The cotton G comes in second place followed closely by Brazilian’s & boy shorts. Lace frilly panties aren’t so popular among my customers.

I do get requests for other items besides my panties. These include my sweaty gym socks or my pantyhose that I’ve worn at work all day. The strangest request by far was a customer who wanted me to drip my period blood into a container! That was one request I declined to do. The most popular service by far on my website is the ‘masturbated in‘ and most guys want my panties to be worn for 24 or 48 hours. However, I do wear all my panties for 12 hours minimum at no extra cost, and it is just the cost of the panty.

I sometimes hear back from customers who tell me what they do with my panties which I don’t mind at all and the majority of the feedback I get is positive. There are even a couple of girls who have emailed me to ask how they can sell their own panties! My goal in starting briefencounters was to be the 1st kiwi girl in New Zealand to have a genuine website for guys who are serious about buying my juicy wet panties! I love what I do and really like selling them to guys who want them.

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January 15, 2015
Why I love selling my used panties

To the outside world I appear to be your stereotypical 22 year old woman. I go to university full time, work a part-time job in retail, and enjoy spending my free time hanging out with friends or browsing the internet for too long. I do love cats and have a strong affinity for chocolate. But I also have a little secret that few people close to me know about or understand: I sell used panties and other pornographic items online. Typically when people learn about the used panty world, the response can vary from a sense of curiosity to an immediate “ew gross” type of knee-jerk reaction. To me, used panties are a very personal item, and can vary so much from woman to woman that each different pair can create a very intimate experience for the person buying it.

I like to think a panty buyer is similar to a wine connoisseur; having an understanding as well as an appreciation of different scents from different women. Something that they strive to find the perfect pair that will hit the right “notes” which will tantalize their own personal tastes and senses.

This whole adventure for me began three years ago while I was casually browsing Craigslist. I came across a post of a young woman selling her used panties to help pay for her university textbooks. My initial reaction was disbelief that anyone would actually be interested in used panties from some strange women on the internet, so I headed to Google to look into it some more. Three hours later and I was deep into learning about the online fetish world. I’ve always been a very open minded individual, so what I was learning about this brand new world appealed to me right away. Despite this revelation and newfound knowledge, it still took me another year to gather enough courage to make my first post online. I decided I’d throw a website up for fun, maybe get a few hits every so often, and see where it went. What I didn’t realise, is how invested into this online fetish world I will get.

In my first week of business, I sold all the panties I had available. On top of that, I had to organize a wait list for the subsequent pairs due to the demand. It came as a complete shock as I was not expecting this sort of demand from customers, especially not in my first week. The aspect that surprised me most when I first started selling my used panties was how normal these men (and some women) were about it. They spoke to me in a kind and respectful manner, which further solidified my comfort level as it made me feel like this was less of an underground taboo fetish and more of a professional business transaction. Soon after, I began to sell custom photo sets, where the buyer would describe a general theme or focus and I would go shoot a set number of photos. From there I moved into doing custom videos which usually involves more specific requests such as personal names or fetishes. I think most of my customers who order the custom photos or videos are people who are looking for something that the “free” porn sites can’t offer, something more personal and specifically tailored to them.

I definitely underestimated the amount of time all of this would take. I did not realise how much it takes to maintain an online presence, answer all the emails I receive, prepare the orders, and then send out everything. Not to mention, doing all of this while still going through school and maintaining a part time job. The amount of time I spend online with this side business could easily amount to a full time job. Despite that, I absolutely love what I do and enjoy being able to send a little part of me all across the world! It’s amazing to think how many people have enjoyed my scent; it’s also a bit of a turn on for me as well. The most frequently ordered item from my website still remains my used panties. Typically I have a 3 to 4 day wait list for panties, which buyers are patient enough to wait for. Most of these orders consist of the regular one day worn panties, although occasionally I do get requests for multiple days of wear.

Personally, I do not prefer doing anything longer than two days of wear since it starts to get a little too fragrant for my liking. On top of selling panties, recently I’ve been getting involved in the online dominatrix world as well. So on top of my used panties for sale I’ve been getting more frequent requests for dominatrix themed videos and Kik chats. My speciality for these sessions and videos are jerk-off instructions. However, I have experience with small penis humiliation, financial domination, role playing, and foot/ass worshipping as well. I’ve found myself really growing into the dominatrix role and am having a lot fun exploring it with my buyers.

Being in the online fetish world, you have to prepare yourself for the variety of requests you can get. I have gotten some more extreme requests such as: one week of wearing, scat panties, urinated panties, wearing a diaper, and panties covered in period blood. I don’t take any requests which I don’t feel 100% comfortable with and it’s something I’ve stuck to since I’ve started. For me, I want to make sure I’m able to deliver 100% to the buyer and do not think it’s fair to them for me to accept a request I’m not personally okay with completing. So I try to focus on building strong communication with my buyers throughout the whole process to understand their expectations and desires so that I can do my best to fulfill their requests. I have always taken pride in how I present myself online and how people view my merchandise as well. Whether it be a physical item like worn panties, or one of my photo sets or videos. Since I have been doing amateur photography for over 8 years, I feel like I have a good eye for aesthetics and the overall presentation of my merchandise. This is something I feel that separates me from many other panty sellers. I don’t simply take a couple of lower quality cell phone pictures and call it a day.

I take the time to set up a camera and take high quality photos or videos. What I hope and feel that my buyers appreciate most are the small details and efforts like this that I put into everything I do. Starting this business 2 years ago remains one of the best decisions I have ever made. I have learned a lot and most importantly for me, I’ve found the confidence in myself to achieve something I never thought I would. Having my own business has been one of the most challenging but rewarding experiences of my life so far and I hope to remain doing this for a long while! Visit my website www.iampersonallyyours.com to check my collection out!

Our feature continues with our next piece, featuring New Zealand’s tastiest panty seller!

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January 15, 2015
Weird Requests I Get From Selling My Used Panties

I coin a nickname for myself – MissEasilyWet. Gradually, my customers who frequent my site (http://misseasilywet.blogspot.sg) call me MEW for short. I never once thought that I will be selling my worn panties in my 20s. The ailing economy post-Lehman brothers proved to be a major hurdle for me in securing employment in Singapore. You must find it unbelievable as I had all along been getting good grades in school until the final hurdle. Being in between jobs post-graduation, I came into contact with trading, and this became a vicious downward spiral as I become a jobless person in debt.

In March 2013, I chanced upon a premium grade sex forum and read a thread where panties enthusiasts discussed their fantasies. I laughed at the lengths they would go just to get their hands on female intimates. They would intentionally pop by to borrow the toilet at their relatives, neighbours or classmates’ house, just to rummage through their laundry basket for a sniff of their worn underwear! One user even commented on how sexciting it was to sniff a stranger’s underwear, not knowing who she was. This gave me an idea to monetise on their fetishes. Hence, I decided to start selling my panties. After all, it’s not as if I was selling sex services right? Unlike other young students who charge peanuts and more based on the duration of wearing, my USP is more on my wetness. I also charge more as I take the risk in meeting up with my customers. Along the way as I met more customers, I took in their feedback and added more items to my menu. There is a range of budget that can fit everyone’s needs.

I have a bevy of horny polytechnic students who have some extra pocket money to spare, so they can only opt for courier only non-meetup packages.

Many others also write in to express admiration for my wetness and how much they crave to lick me from source. Obviously that’s a big no-no. I have my principles which I hold steadfast to. With this, I came up with my signature “cum lollipop”. This specialty is only for customers with higher budgets and is the next best thing to licking me from source.

A common misconception I get is that I masturbate. Contrary to popular belief, on ‘good’ days, my panties get wet without me knowing. When I say wet, I don’t mean pee but precum. When I get stressed, I get occasional thick dollops of sticky stretchy cum. I have no idea why i get such overdose of protein secretion below. Some guys call me sick and find my wetness disgusting. Some even call me a man, despite censored pictures of myself on my blog.

If you think undies selling is easy and good business, think again. There’s the monthly period which means no panties sale for a week. There are days when I get a dry spell. Every now and then I see a new panties seller in the market. One even had the audacity to copy my menu offerings and price list whole sale. So I come up with a private blog, where only customers can receive a free invite to view my more intimate blog posts, uncensored daily photos and new panties designs. This solution opened a new can of worms. I started to receive many requests to enter my private blog and asked me to quote an entry fee, despite clearly indicating that it’s a free privilege for existing customers only. These customers are the most difficult to deal with. My public blog has all that they need to know. Either they are illiterate or they simply can’t be bothered to read my FAQs. I declare that I’m not a sex worker offering HJ, BJ or FJ and yet I get emails asking the same thing. Guys who think that since they are paying me for my live panties, and being pantyless in their presence means they can finger me.

As if such requests aren’t enough of a turn off, I get out of this world requests involving other body fluids. One of my initial customers was Alex a panty collector. On our second meetup, he actually requested that I spit on his dick so he could masturbate (or PCC in my country’s dialect lingo) in my presence. He repeatedly asked for a bottle of my spit. Apparently, he wanted to use it as lubricant to masturbate at home.

Then there were many others, like a signed on Air Force guy, Roderick, who asked for the cheapest meetup package, promising they are “not bad to look at”, in the hopes of getting into my panties and getting lucky.

But the best excuse to get me butt naked came from a doctor Gordon who works at a women’s hospital. He pretended to be concerned over the health of my pussy and why I produced such thick sticky cum. Using his doctor status, he repeatedly asked me to spread my legs so he could inspect my private parts in his car for free. This definitely puts “the icing on the cake”. If you are reading this Doc, please stop offering me peanuts for sex.

Other than that were non-panties related emails applying to be Mr. Easily Wet and asking me out for a dinner date. I keep these people at arm’s length having bore the heartache of going the extra mile with one special customer, MEH which stands for Mr Easily Hard. He coined this nick and email just for me. We had quite a thing going on for almost a year before he called it quits. Silly unprofessional me actually fell for this young chap. How stupid could I be thinking that a special relationship could blossom when we met through a panties website! To him, it’s nothing more than a mere panty transaction. Ironically, because of the way we met, we cannot have more in our relationship.

My favourite panties are usually of minimal fabric, tons of barely-there lace intricately joined together in the right places. I usually label them as ‘not available’ on my catalogue even though they are sitting in my wardrobe. These are the ones with a story, so I am usually reluctant to sell them. Most of them remind me of the intimate sessions I had with an ex-special Mr. Easily Hard. I got some extra sexy barely-covering strings specially for him but I guess there won’t ever be a chance anymore.

Moving forward in the new year of 2015, MEW’s little “business” will continue but there will be more discretion in picking customers. I have easily thousands of viewers a day but many are just onlookers. I hope that only serious genuine customers will write in as I can’t reply to every slightly interested Tom, Dick or Hairy.

On a personal level, I like to meet someone who genuinely likes me for who I am, not just my body, and wants to (plus have the ability to) take care of me in all aspects of life so I can quit this business. It will be a tough call for someone with a big heart to accept my history and forgive me for meeting so many men. Many similar panty sellers are writing to me, asking to collaborate. I’m not sure if I’m one of the few prominent intimates-seller in Singapore, but I’m really not looking to expand this. If this gets bigger, I will have a hard time keeping my double identity under wraps.

SimplySxy’s Used Panties special feature continues tomorrow where our next seller is also into the online dominatrix world. Stay tuned!

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January 14, 2015
Zara DuRose and her obsession with Latex

It wasn’t until recently that I started thinking back to when my fetish first started. It’s something that has been there for so long, it was like a part of the furniture.

It all started when I was in primary school, I couldn’t have been any older than 6 at the time. All I can remember are flashbacks of times at the pool. Everyone was getting ready in the changing rooms, and I was sitting there absolutely fascinated with the rubber swimming cap I held in my hand, the feel, the smell and how it felt running my hands over my encased head when it was worn. It felt, nice.

Of course, at that age, I wasn’t sure of how my relationship with the fabric would progress, and how it would become such a major part of my life!

Growing older into teenage years, I developed a interest in gothic culture, clothing & alternative music etc. It was coming across pictures on the internet of women, tightly clad in shiny latex, looking absolutely breathtaking that took my mind to wondering about getting some of my own. I often wondered how it would feel, smell and move with my body. Would it be cold, or get hot and sweaty? Could you see your goosebumps through the fabric when there was a chill?

When I was 16, I first started talking to my now husband online. We met on a alternative music website and started talking about general things, fetishism being one of them. It felt great to finally pour my heart out to someone who understood me and was perverted just in the right ways! I grew up in a very secluded area of the UK where there was no fetish nightlife, or had anyone who dared to dress differently. It had often made me wonder if my fantasies were ‘normal’ as everyone else seemed so vanilla.

Skip forward a few months to when my husband and I first met that things really changed for my love of latex. I was spoilt from day one, a trend that has lovingly continued until today! He surprised me with my very own latex dress! It was a very tight, black dress from Westward Bound. High neck & full length sleeves, with a red fire detail at the rim of the cuffs and hem of the dress.

I remember carefully sliding myself into the somewhat alien fabric, and soon being overwhelmed by the feeling as it warmed to my body and moved just as I did. It was the perfect second skin. I felt completed in. Shining it up was such a pleasurable process, feeling your hands run over your body and watching the latex become a beautiful shined black. Being shined up is something I still enjoy to this day, it takes me to a place of senses, where everything is heightened to a fantastic point. It’s like a form of foreplay for me.

As I grew older (and reached legal age!) my wardrobe has grown, and I have enjoyed many different outfits over the years. Sadly, my original dress is now damaged beyond repair, but I still have the flame sleeve kept in a drawer of memories.

I also started making latex outfits about 3 years ago. It’s mainly a personal venture, I love wearing something different that no one else has, and of course its totally made to measure! I have been lucky enough to put on my own fashion shows in Bulgaria and Athens. It was a great feeling to watch others be admired in something I had created. But deep down, I wanted to keep it all for myself, because the models just didn’t ‘get it’.

My fetish for latex has blossomed into something beautiful. I am so lucky to model for a living and actually get paid to wear something I enjoy so much. Not many people can say that they love going to work! Being part of the ‘vanilla’ adult industry has been a great adventure too, I always try and get away with my own styling and of course latex comes in wherever it can! If not, then I will sneak in some stockings at least!

I think currently, my favourite thing to see is every day clothing in latex. From pencil skirts, blouses, tight trousers & dresses to ball gowns, stockings and elaborate lingerie. There are so many amazing designers out there to follow and admire, my Tumblr dashboard is a never ending scroll of beautiful, latex clad women!

The last 2 years have flown by so quickly and my time in the adult industry has been such an exciting adventure! I am currently busy creating content for my website which is launching in March 2015—it will be filled with hardcore, fetish content. And of course, plenty of latex!!

So, there’s a little insight into the mind of Zara DuRose, and how my fetish with latex started! It’s been a long journey, but it’s no way near over yet!

Love

Zara -X-

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January 12, 2015
Shibari – An introduction to Japanese rope bondage

I am Japanese Dominatrix Amrita. I am also known as an international fetish performer/fetish model. I offer pure BDSM sessions, but do not offer sexual services and nudity. One of my specialities is Japanese rope bondage; called ‘Shibari’ in Japanese. I often include Shibari in my sessions which is used to immobilize the subs and it enhances sensitivity and excitement in them, so it is effective method for BDSM sessions. For my performances as well, I do mainly Shibari bondage shows at fetish parties/BDSM events etc all around the world.

I have performed in 23 countries, mainly in Europe. In most of those countries, fetish scene/BDSM business are already established, so the perception of the audience is very good and enthusiastic. Japanese rope bondage requires expertise to make intricate ropes works, which looks artistic. I myself would rather focus on the artistic aspect of the Shibari when I perform than sexual imagery. I improvise beautiful patterns of bondage to decorate my sub model’s body, which has to be an artistic and effective bondage at the same time. Then once they are tied up, I combine with BDSM activities like whipping, candle wax, gags, and nipple clamps etc. Like all BDSM activities, it has to be consensual, and important that sub models enjoy being tied up. Otherwise it is a torture.

Japanese rope bondage is said to have originated from officer’s rope works to capture criminals in Muromachi-period(15-16th century), using it to capture and immobilize criminals, using hand cuffs, chains etc. It was also used as a form of torture as well in that period since some of the Shibari positions are really hard on the body. During that period, I doubt anyone used Shibari for sexual pleasure in their private lives. Much later, probably around late 19th century to early 20th century, Shibari started to be recognized as a sexual fetishism, and finally after the world war, a few people started SM/rope bondage shows/videos as a business.

As a dominatrix for sessions, I bondage male subs mainly. In that case, bondage is a great way for power exchange. Once I put them in bondage, even if they are big or strong guys, they become totally helpless in front of me and I can play with them as much I want, and this satisfies my dominant desire. To play SM, you may need equipment and dungeons such as hand cuffs, bondage benches or a St Andrew cross to restrict the sub’s movement. But with rope bondage, we just need several ropes to have the same effects. I like this handy aspect of bondage too. As each person has a different body and different fantasy about bondage, I use my creativity to improvise the best ways for each of them and so it is never boring.

As a performer, I bondage female sub models mostly. I really love the artistic aspect of the Shibari for the show, as if I am making decorations with my rope works on the pretty girls’ body, and the audience appreciate the beauty of this artistic bondage.

I have met many people who like to be tied up. But why do they like bondage?

There are several reasons, but mainly they feel excited to be helpless, to be immobilized. Even if you are not into BDSM, imagine you are kept in hands/ankle cuffs, attached to the bed with ropes by your loving partner/your sexual fantasy man or woman, and then you are going to be touched sensually, isn’t it exciting? You are unable to do anything and just have to take his/her teasing on your body.

I often combine bondage and BDSM actives like whipping, spanking, nipple pinching, dropping candle wax on the body, mouth gags, blindfold etc, depending on what people are into. With the bondage on, many of my subs are more sensitive to their body and can enjoy the stronger effects of those BDSM activities. Sensitivity mainly comes from their state of mind being helpless and immobilized in front of the mistress. They are opened for the pain/discipline I am going to give them, and they are under the mistress’s control and have no choice. This situation turns them on and this excitement makes their body feel more sensitive.

However, it is not necessary to combine painful activities like whipping, pinching, dropping candle wax on your body with Shibari. And Shibari itself is not a painful thing if we do it safely and correctly. It can be very sensual if we combine with soft touch, soft scratch, stimulation on sensitive parts etc.

I have heard from several people that they like the feeling of being held in the layers of ropes, they feel like they are embraced tightly which gives them the feeling of relaxation and comfort. This is a psychological aspect that deals with those people’s past experience and emotional conditions.

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January 6, 2015
Scooby Doo made me fall in love with Bondage

So where did my love of bondage begin? Scooby Doo. No seriously, it all started with Scooby Doo. As a little girl I’d watch, desperate to be Daphne. Not because she was pretty or smart but because she always ended up captured and tied up. Minds work in strange ways and it’s only as I’ve explored sexually in long term relationships I can understand these urges.

Bondage is a huge part of my life, not just professionally but in my own sex life too. Professionally you can find me in anything from rope up to extreme heavy metal devices, as well as everything in between. I really do enjoy metal device bondage but at home this is both expensive and tricky! So where to start…

You’ve decided you’d like to try bondage and you don’t want to break the bank. Did you know, its 100% you’ll have everything you need in a cupboard! Let’s start simple! Grab a scarf, any scarf, although my favourite would be a silk one. Get in the mood, then when things start to heat up, use the scarf to simply tie her wrists behind her. You can then start to go hard, have her on her knees holding her arms above her head by the scarf and fuck her like you mean it! Thank me later 😉

If you prefer being a bit more domineering and have some handcuffs ( cheap fluffy numbers are a fine place to start! ), handcuff her to the leg of your bed on the floor, tell her to lift her arse and spank till your hearts content!

As you start to feel more confident and are both ready for rope, please check out Two Knotty Boys for tutorials and safety advice! Enjoy it, get to know your partners limits and most of all have some good old kinky fun!

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December 31, 2014
Needle Play – Are you ready for the Blood and Pain?

Mistress Zeena Swansea offers a very safe procedure called Needle Play. She is aware of the safety of her clients and also the clinical waste aspects of body piercing which gives her the confidence to offer such Needle Play sessions. Here’s what she says:

Being a pro Domme myself, I have been in the body piercing & tattooing industry and have years of experience, which naturally leads to me offering of Needle Play in my sessions.

The majority of my clients mostly require nipples & genital piercing with different sizes of needles. The needle gets pushed into the skin penetrating the required area. If it is done in a safe, clean and sterile environment. However, bleeding is expected, and depending on the client themselves, some do bleed more than others.

Before starting Needle Play, agreeing on a safe word to use is always required from the sub. Most clients enjoy the pain as a relief from their daily life, some try it out of curiosity and enjoy it while others do not like it at all . I suppose people don’t understand Needle Play at all but I enjoy the more harder play. One of the exciting aspects of Needle Play for my clients comes from seeing their own blood run down their body but there are others who run a mile when it comes down to the actual session.

Most clients requiring this session normally would know that needle play is NOT something you can do yourself. It is important that you are skilled in doing such procedures. If you nick a vein wrongly, you will soon be in trouble, so always do research on such practices. Needle Play is definitely not for novice subs in any way!! Also, following proper clinical waste procedures is also required!

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December 13, 2014
Fitting in at Your First Public Play Party

The first time I went to the local BDSM club for a night of open play, I had no idea what to expect. Would it be wall-to-wall orgies? Would people be doing things that might scar me for life? Would I stick out like a sore thumb? And what the hell would I wear?

When I stepped into the dimly lit play space, I was shocked by the normalcy of it all. There were mostly normal looking people doing mostly normal things like socializing, making out in corners, sipping their beverages, sitting at tables and holding hands. As the evening wore on, some patrons shed some (or all) of their clothes. Ropes came out, floggers were swung, the occasional crack of a whip went from shocking to barely noteworthy, and an occasional moan or scream bubbled up above the din of conversation and music.

Over time, I shed the nerves and learned the rules, and that’s when the fun really began. So, here’s what I’ve learned about fitting in at a public play space.

Wear whatever the hell you want.

I cannot tell you how much time I spent worrying over what I would wear to that first party. I didn’t have anything fetish-y enough or black enough or sexy enough, and I didn’t want to look like a total newbie.

The one and only rule is to wear what makes you feel good.

Boom. It’s that easy. If the venue has a website, check to see if they enforce a dress code—often the only rule is to be street-appropriate when entering the club.

Sometimes play parties will have a theme—bikini bash or Mid Summer Night’s Dream—but those are generally suggestions rather than a requirement. If you feel great in a collared shirt and tie, rock it. Prefer pigtails, bra, and panties? That works, too. Maybe you feel hot in a tight pair of jeans and a cute tank top. Go for it.

Unless the venue states otherwise, the rule is that there are no rules. I’ve seen men in full business attire, girls in Minnie Mouse outfits, a guy in a toga, and I normally go in a flirty dress and comfy flats. But, if you want to do head-to-toe latex with 10-inch heels and a feather boa, most people won’t bat an eye at that either.

The beauty of the kink community is that there’s something for everyone. So just be yourself.

It’s OK to watch.

Every club has different rules about the activities that can unfold. Depending on the laws in your state or jurisdiction, certain things might not be allowed. Regardless of what does or doesn’t happen in your local club, people go to play parties for a variety of reasons.

If someone starts playing in public, they don’t mind being watched one bit. Is that couple on the couch in the corner getting it on? Go ahead and look. Maybe that woman in the sex sling being eaten out by one guy as another guy sucks on the first guy’s dick catches your attention. It’s hot. Watch and enjoy.

Don’t get too close, don’t crowd anyone, and don’t stare in a creepy way. But remember that they wouldn’t be doing these things in public if they didn’t want anyone to see.

It’s OK to respectfully appreciate the sexiness of what’s going on around you. Because let’s be honest, it’s hot as hell.

Be respectful.

When you go to your first event, take some time to get a feel of how things work at that club. Some clubs are highly social. Others are largely for BDSM play and a few are all about the sex.

No matter what the scene is like, you need to be aware of personal space and boundaries. Never approach someone in the middle of a scene.

You might be burning with questions about how to throw a whip or how to swing a flogger just so, but it is imperative that you wait until the scene is complete before approaching someone. If a top is thrown off by someone stepping into the space just as they swing a cane or if you startle a bottom who moves just as a strike hits or a rope is positioned, someone can get seriously injured.

Give plenty of space. Do not judge or ridicule. Do not be rude or obnoxious. And only step into a scene if you’re specifically invited.

Play with others (if you want).

Part of why people go to play parties is to meet potential play partners. Some people enjoy pick-up play (playing with a stranger, negotiating a scene in the moment). Some couples like to find thirds or other couples to play with. Some single people go in the hopes of meeting other kinky folks. The reasons people attend these events are as varied as the people themselves.

Whether you’re hoping to make a friend or you’re hoping to play out a fantasy, a venue’s number one responsibility is to ensure the safety of all attendees. Most public play spaces have a universal code for scenes—red means distress—drop everything and stop right this second, yellow means slow down or pause and check in. If a dungeon monitor or other patrons hear these words and they aren’t respected, expect to find yourself ejected from the club immediately.

So here is what you need to remember if you’re looking to connect with a stranger: Consent is a yes. It is not silence. It is not the absence of a no. It is not a maybe, and it is never coerced or manipulated. Consent is an informed, sober, ongoing yes.

Conversely, no is a complete sentence. If someone tells you no, they are not obligated to give you a reason or an explanation. If you say no to an invitation, you don’t have to explain yourself to anyone.

The number one mistake I see single guys make at these events is to do the creepy approach and then pressing after someone says no. If you handle a no with grace and respect, people will pay attention and you’ll be more likely to get a yes the next time.

If you both say yes, honesty is critical. Be upfront about your boundaries and limits, what you will or won’t do, what you want and need, what you aren’t sure of, and establish exactly what you’ll be doing, for how long, and how you’ll communicate with each other and check in throughout the scene—whether you’re doing some flogging or fire play or just getting sexy with a blowjob and some fingering, the more you communicate up front, the more fun you’ll have once the scene unfolds.

Treat every person with the utmost respect, and you’ll quickly earn your way into the hearts and pants of people who play at that venue.

Have fun. Ask questions. Laugh.

Let’s be honest. Sometimes this BDSM and fetish and sex stuff is awkward.

Maybe you run into a co-worker while they’re wearing a ball gag and a pony tail in their ass. Maybe you met up with a hot date to play and your period came a week early. Hell, maybe you fart as you start a wrestling scene or burst into tears when the flogger hits.

Maybe you are right in the middle of fucking someone in a swing and a dungeon monitor comes over and informs you that you need a protective pad under the bottom’s ass for sanitary purposes, and now you have to stop mid-fuck to throw one down and readjust.

It’s all part of this wild, wonderful world of public play. Sometimes it’s so hot you feel like you might burst with need. Other times you just aren’t feeling it or you aren’t sure what to do.

Dungeon monitors are there to help answer questions about safety and keeping things sanitary. Other kinky folks are usually happy to show you a new technique or to let you try your hand at something they’re passionate about (as long as their scene is complete and you approach respectfully).

Remember that this is supposed to be fun. So, let it be weird and don’t take yourself too seriously.

Be aware of what’s going on around you. Be respectful of people’s scenes and space. Be unrelenting in obtaining (and maintaining) consent. State your needs and limits.

Get turned on. Get sexy. And let your freak flag fly.

What other lessons have you learned from playing in public spaces? What are your burning questions about public play? Comment below!

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August 11, 2014
When I Squirted for the First Time

When I was 11 years old, I read in one of those “What to Expect from Puberty” books that a woman could ejaculate enough to soak through seven towels. Seven.

That number stuck with me my whole life, and I spent my pubescent years in terror of orgasming and soaking up the bed. Even before my first time, I would sit and play out scenarios of how to prepare for that situation. Would I ask for seven towels to be lain under me before sex? Or eight? That seemed like it would pile me pretty high; would sex be possible in that position?

Then came the times in high school when I would wake up with my pajama pants and blankets soaked, confused because it just didn’t seem like pee. I was sure it would be me; I would definitely be the woman who ejaculated enough to soak through seven towels, and I would shrivel up and die of embarrassment and dehydration right after.

Then I actually started having sex. Awkward, quick, adolescent sex that felt kind of weird and left me feeling sore and unsure of whether I had any business of actually doing it. Needless to say, I did not ejaculate enough to soak through seven towels, and my mind was at ease.

Now all this while, in my teen years, I considered myself something of a sexual revolutionist (as much as one can be when one’s mom still does one’s laundry). I was open about the fact that I masturbated; I owned a vibrator (purchased from Spencer Gifts with money that I made working at Old Navy). I carried around books titled Slut! right along with my history and math books, for everyone in the halls of my high school to see.

I wanted to be sexually free. I worked at my sexuality, chipping at liberation piece by piece. I sensed that there was something just over the tide, that if I could just let myself be carried over the waves of pleasure that came to me when I was in my bed alone, that something enormous would be waiting for me on the other side.

But I always stopped myself. I just couldn’t surrender myself to that pleasurable feeling because as much as I wanted it, I was also afraid of what it might do to me.

Through all of my encounters with sex in my teen years, I never came enough to soak through seven towels, but I was right to assume it would happen to me. When I was 20, I was in my first long-term relationship with a guy who only had three things going for him: great weed, great art (he was unreal with a tablet and a vector program), and great sex.

Although we already had great sex, we were young and wanted to take more risks. I had just moved out of my mom’s house, and she was letting me use her commuter car while mine was in the shop. One night, the (now) ex and I found ourselves in that car, in my mom’s neighborhood. We had parked in front of someone’s expensive suburban home and began to go at it inside the car—one of my rebellious fantasies. It was a summer night and it was soon way too hot to continue in the car, so we got out. He turned me around so that I was facing the passenger side of the car and got behind me, then he pushed me up against the car door and we started having sex again. Like before, I approached the point of no return, but this time I couldn’t stop myself from riding over that wave’s crest and as I splashed down into the pleasure, something wet began to pour out of me.

Now, half-delirious with the strength of the orgasm I’d just experienced, I crouched behind the car, mortified that I was peeing on myself in front of him (I thought it was pee at the time and spent the next few years of my life working to convince myself that “female ejaculate” and “pee” were not the same thing). But it was high tide and each wave of pleasure caused a new spasm of liquid to literally squirt out of me, and so I stayed crouched, naked from the waist down, dripping liquid until it was done.

I expected him to be as disgusted as anyone would be when someone just peed on them in the middle of sex, but instead he was delighted. Although I didn’t understand what squirting was in that situation, he did, and his ego basked in the fact that he had made his girlfriend bust her first nut.

So I was right, even at 11, to assume that I would be the one who came enough to soak through seven towels. But I was wrong to assume it was a bad thing.

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