spikes – Page 2 – Contemplating the divine

Thigh five

… which is obviously a made-up phrase. Oddly, though, there are many two-word phrases in the English language beginning with the word ‘thigh’ and every single one of them is erotic. Strange but true.

Unlike, say, the words ‘rancid’ or ‘viscous’, unless you’re really weird and we don’t like weirdos on this blog, thank you very much.


You can do anything*, but don’t wank on my black suede boots.

* No you can’t.

You might imagine that this young lady is headed for a stellar career as a professional dominatrix, but as things turned out she actually became the head of Ryanair’s Customer Complaints department. So there you go.

Dave’s need is greater than yours. Well.. his cock certainly is, anyway.

It’s OK as long as I keep my mind off all thoughts sexual

Ocasionally, when I have an idea for a caption, I’ll worry that one of the many, many other femdom caption sites on the Internet will already have done it. This one, not so much.

Misbehaving

I’m sure he’d like to count the days. Unfortunately, they keep the facility on a random sleep-eat-exercise-sleep cycle lasting anything from four to 48 hours, so he’ll have no idea how much time has passed. Which is just as well, because she’s not actually going to be back in six months: that’s just a little white lie to avoid hurting his feelings.

I had this idea because I’m going diving next week. But don’t worry – I’m not being fed to the sharks! It’s all very safe. My SO and I are going with these two lesbian friends of hers, one of whom is going to be my ‘dive buddy’. It’s her job to check my tank has enough air, as well as to ensure the proper amount of lead weights are securely attached around my belt, wrists, ankles and neck. So, yeah: perfectly safe.

It’s good to be a dog.

The pain from the spikes is all about her, too.

I made a similar point to my SO just the other day – wouldn’t it be better some time if I felt sorry of my own accord, instead of her having to make me feel sorry? But after quite a vigorous discussion, I realised what a bad idea it was.

Simply divine, darling

These things happen. So do canings.

Pnk’s nice. It’s a bit showy but manhide isn’t cheap, so why not flaunt it?

You have to hold the toungue very still while you do it, basically. And of course, you can’t really use a gag, so you have to not mind screaming. Fortunately, she doesn’t.

Works for me.

It’s not the actual intercourse, it’s the cuddle afterwards, I find.

Giving until it hurts

… and indeed beyond.

Poor things. Their fingers must have been awfully cold. You’d think the film-makers could have provided gloves or something. Men can be so thoughtless, can’t they?

I hope they don’t lace it too tight. But they probably will, knowing them.

Sometimes, in a relationship, an apology isn’t even needed.

Looks like you’re in for another uncomfortable evening.

Ten minutes. What can we do for ten minutes… hmmm. I wonder if she’s feeling generous?