life.

I don't know you, so I haven't formed an opinion...

I got a massive bruise that made it hard to walk, right on the crease between my upper thigh and my torso. I got it at training when some douch kicked me below the belt (In my martial art sparring kicks have to be above the belt to limit the damage we do to each other!)

Nope...

And I don't really think of this as 'naughty' but yesterday I arranged a sexy kinky hook up with a guy who I've only met online. He's going to come over to watch a DVD, and I'm going to wear a skirt. As we sit on the couch he's going to slowly slide his fingers up my leg, until he's fingering me through my panties under the blanket. Thinking about it makes me hot.

A brothel full of male slaves.. Or an auction house :D

I'm not sure when it was made... but I used to stay up late to watch la Femme Nikkita

My new years resolution was to lose weight, and tone up. I worked so hard at the gym this week... And now I want a willing slave to come home to.

I'd like to spank him a few times, just to get my frustration out, and then I'd like a long hard massage, to unknot my muscles.

Then I'd like to unknot a few of his.

Maybe. If I'm not too tired... Perhaps I'll just want to snuggle after he's taken care of me.

Yup I am, and I am...
I find it hard to find guys who enjoy that kind of thing in every-day life. Guys here are generally not all that into anything that could remotely be considered 'The Gay.'

Haha, yup, that would probably also do it for me!

Thanks :) I mostly reblog other tumblr's... I don't really do too much sourcing of my own (I am too lazy to trawl through the internet looking for appropriate smut.)

Hm... You know, I've written essays this year that were easier than this!!

I think the key is acknowledging the difference between fantasy and what you actually feel comfortable with in reality.

Also I think there is a big difference between what turns you on in the sexual sphere and what makes you happy and content in every other part of your life.

I mean, just because on occasion it might be fun to submit during sex, does not mean you want someone managing your every move and thought in the other spheres of your life.

Imagine: "I am a strong, capable woman/man, in total control of my career, happiness, and personal bodily satisfaction... who on occasion enjoys being sexually submissive, and all that entails." There's a bit of a cognitive dissonance there... It's a hard thing to reconcile.

So perhaps the question should be why is is so hard to integrate your sexual desires into your perception of self, without warping or drastically changing it?

I guess... I kinda struggle with it (and your crazy question in general!!) I mean: I don't generally enjoy 'abrogating' or the 'abrogation of' control and decisiveness to the full extent you might mean here. I'm not submissive, and I'm not attracted to wholly submissive men.

BUT the kind of sex I do enjoy does involve giving up some of the control, and trusting another person with my body, and being trusted to take control in return.

Sometimes even that is hard. I mean, I know what I like in bed. I know exactly how to make myself cum. Inviting another person into my sexual realm, means that - by necessity - they're not going to know this stuff. Or at least they're not going to know it right away!

I imagine my partner must feel the same.

It's hard to sit back and allow someone else the time to figure my individual turn on's and turn offs.

It's also hard to imbue another person with that level of trust with your body!

But at the same time, I expect that level of trust from my partner! (Although, part of me suspects it's easier for a guy to pass up control in bed than it is for a woman!)

So in conclusion: I'm not sure, and this is a really hard question. Also it's way past my bedtime, and I suspect I didn't do the assigned readings for this paper.

(Which, actually isn't surprising, because I NEVER do the assigned readings for my papers.)

Feel free to let me know what you think about the reconciliation of the apparent dichotomy between the desire to live a self deterministic life and the the desire to be fucked while abrogating control and decisiveness, Anonymous person!

(Also? Good god, I home you're not my Modern Sexuality and Politics Lecturer. Because if you are, I'm probably going to fail that course.)

yup I am.

2005. I fell in love for the first time. Lived in a massive rabbit warren of a student flat. Drank cheap wine and whiskey with cigars every weekend. Finally felt independent. Did many stupid, reckless, and mildly regrettable things.

That summer was the longest hottest, and most relaxed of my life.

Ah! I can't remember sorry... It was from a bunch of beautiful illustrations of the seven deadly sins, this one is called Envy... There was also an Avarice and a Vanity one that I really liked.

I'm from New Zealand.

Everything is going to be OK.

I used to like driving past this diamond-wire fence in my city, because someone had knitted this on to it with bright pink wool. It's a very comforting message to receive whilst commuting to University.

Quiet (But not shy!), a bit quirky. Strong willed, and strong minded.

My TV... Obviously... I just don't think I could live a life without free porn.