Femdom Teasing

Dear Jeff,

Dear Tumblr @staff ,

I’ve read your new guidelines with great interest and care and I must say you’ve missed a huge opportunity to become a leader in Internet community safety.

Let me explain:

First of all, as an adult and a parent I wholeheartedly applaud your efforts in making Tumblr a place where minors can explore the Internet in a safe environment. You have my full support in banning any and all form of child pornography! So in all sincerity kudos to you for taking this step.

Having said that, as a parent, I know all too well how forbidding a certain toy/food/activity to my offspring will turn it into a forbidden fruit. Coming down on my kids like a maddening fury yelling they’re not allowed to do drugs for example is by no means a guarantee they won’t end up with a needle in their arm. Harsh, I know, yet a reality nonetheless.

The same applies to sexuality in all it shapes and forms. Taking all adult content away form Tumblr will only push all these curious youngsters to go and explore elsewhere and we all know the Internet showcases fucked up stuff!

Also, trust me when I say my young teenage offspring has quite the sexual imagination already.

Turning sex and/or nudity into a taboo is not helping my offspring. Talking to them however is, answering any and all questions they have is.

Secondly, I’m a proud member of the BDSM community here on Tumblr, have been for over 2 years.

In my time on here I’ve seen and discovered this community is very protective of itself; abusers and/or wannabes are called out, numerous child pornography blogs have been reported.

There’s a whole community online of people, both Dominants and submissives alike, with up to 40 years of experience that share their knowledge, that take new people under their wing, that openly demonstrate the difference between porn BDSM and real life relationships.

New, curious people - when of legal age - were all welcomed with open arms by all of us. An insane amount of questions have been answered, advice and guidance have been offered freely to anyone who genuinely wanted to explore the BDSM world.

Now, now you’re pushing all these new aspiring dominants/submissives into uncharted territory! Safe, Sane and Consensual has been thrown out of the window for the BDSM community.

What I wanted, hell what every single one of my followers wanted, was to get rid of the porn bots! What we wanted was to get rid of the child pornography.

What we wanted was a safe environment for all of us.

What we’re left with is a whole lot of the opposite. Making Tumblr Safe Again has made the whole Internet an even more unsafer place.

What you could, and should have done, is reach out to the blogs with the largest follower base, made an open invitation to any and all smaller blogs who wanted to help you make Tumblr a safer place. Yes, we should have been vetted amidst this process. No, no one would have objected.

I’m beyond disappointed Tumblr. What started as an no doubt good and spot on idea has left a very bad taste in my mouth.

Sincerely,

I did! He’s sort of a place-holder right now until Boything gets back on track. There weren’t auditions: I found him through a kink group I belong to. He’s smart, considerate, has other good qualities. Though I’m not at all a size queen, he’s fairly hung, which makes it all the more fun to beat him down with insults to his manhood.

He slept over the other night. Got to climb into bed naked with me. I got a back and shoulder rub out of him. Also a scalp massage! Then he kissed my feet and ate my ass. All the while I explained to him, in excruciating detail, all the reasons he would never get my pussy. Or my mouth. Or get to cum at all.

Oh, I can see it in his eyes: the pain. There he is with all his youthful sexual energy and his big hard dick and absolutely no outlet for it all. I’ve considered having him stand against the wall and edging him while I talk about men who have cum inside me, only to leave him with a ruined orgasm that has his sperm splashing uselessly on the floor.

“How many of your future kids did I just waste on the floor?” I’d ask, or some similar thing.

The looks of sadness and fear he gets are visceral and they drive me fucking wild. After the other night, when I had finished using and humiliating him, he asked me in a very sincere voice (scene was over and we were no longer in our roles), “Nika, do you really think we’ll never have sex?” He had his arm around me and was running his fingers through my hair.

I considered, thoughtfully. “I’m not sure what you mean,” I said after a pause. “We’ve been having sex this whole time. The physical contact, the sexual fantasy, the role play, all the ways we’ve touched each other. All of that is having sex.”

He sighed, sadly. He was really asking about intercourse.

I turned to face him. In the dim light cast through my bedroom curtains, I looked into his eyes and smiled. “No,” I said. “Your cock belongs to me, and I think perpetual tease and denial is an appropriate fate for you.” I paused for a moment. “You do agree, don’t you?”

He made a choking sound, then agreed.

“Spectacular!” I teased. “Now I know that you’re satisfied with all the sex you’ll be getting.”

I think he teared up a abit. I gave him a kiss, then turned away, ground my ass against his crotch, and told him to resume stroking my hair.