Kinksters exploring

Again this year we have the challenge of chastity, but this time the challenge is more intense. who wants to play for a month? let’s spread this post as much as possible with the reblog, and comment on whether you accept the challenge and update us on your daily progress.

RULES

1 -the cleaning phase refers to unblocking the chastity cage for a few minutes, washing the genitals and blocking it immediately afterwards. 

2 - the medium-sized (comfortable) anal plug should be worn for a minimum of 10 hours on the agreed day. 

“Take the hat off, fam…”

that way we know we’re from tumblr without revealing anything

I’m just going to say this to strangers until i find a tumblr person

must keep reblogering!! Im going to be so suspicious if any one tells me this now!

Remember the answer is: I stole them from the president.

1.  Assume that they are always looking for an excuse to punish you.  Never, for example, accidentally eat their cheese sandwich.

2.  If they force you to write down your fantasies for their reading pleasure, don’t write down anything that you wouldn’t want to actually happen at some time in the future.  Once you are running naked through the woods pursued on horseback it’s usually too late to protest.

3.  Don’t put off the inevitable, it will only get worse.

4.  Take great care when purchasing anything for the home, as it is likely to be used as a toy sooner rather than later.  Trips to home improvement store are particularly suspicious.

5.  Think twice before liking any pictures on Fetlife - you’ll only give them ideas.  

6.  Cultivate an innocent expression.  Try this out on your friends, practice makes perfect.

7.  Assume every doughnut (or any other edible treat) is your last.

8.  Don’t forget your manners in the throes of passion and wipe off excess bodily fluids on their chests, this behaviour is frowned upon for some reason.

9.  Never ever express a dislike of anything, especially cold showers.

10.  When in doubt, hide.

republished with permission by Fetlife User: superunderbabe

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A while back, I dated a sadist who liked to shock me. He had a shock collar that he liked to strap to my thigh when we went out in public. In case I forgot my manners. Which obviously never happened, because I’m such a good girl…

Eventually, he bought a handheld zapper. But this was not for correction; it was for fun. Because my sadist liked to see me jump. He liked how desperately I tried to stay in position for him, and he liked to watch me fail. But the zapper was only used once. It left some scabs on my body that neither of us cared for, so we decided to set it aside.

Shortly after, I was standing in inspection before a session—hands behind my head, feet shoulder-width apart, back straight, chin up, eyes down. This was our ritual. I am not supposed to talk in inspection. And despite his best efforts to entrap me, I was very good about being still and silent. He’d walk around the room, laying out implements and asking me questions. Questions I wasn’t supposed to answer. And I knew better. Then he’d turn to me and begin inspection. He’d move in circles around me, running his fingers over my curves and looking over any marks. I stayed in position until he fastened the collar around my neck and released me.

This time began as it always did, with me silently waiting in inspection while he prepared the room.

Him: It’s really a shame we can’t use that zapper anymore. That was fun.

me: <silence>

Him: Especially that last time. Remember, with the blue spark? That was outstanding. Well, maybe that’s not the right word…

me: <silence>

me: <staring straight ahead, trying really hard to bite my tongue>

me: It was shocking.

Him: <stopping in his tracks>

Him: <turning around and looking at me>

me: <trying to suppress a smile>

Him: <shaking his head>

Him: You are such a dork. The dorkiest dork. The dork to rule all dorks.

me: Get it? Shocking? GET IT? <bursting into laughter and completely losing all composure…for like 5 minutes>