It seems like I have only just written about the topic of biting and here it is cropping up on the Kink of the Week. The last time I tackled this subject was back in October (2013) for Wicked Wednesday when I covered it from the view-point of being the biter as opposed to the…
I used to be a biter. In those passionate moments just before my orgasm would hit, my sharp little teeth would seek out flesh and bite. It wasn’t a controlled thing or a planned response, it was far more primeval and instinctive than that. I had left lovers marked. One had come to know my…
30th June I wish I had remembered the mirror before I saluted him behind his back. We were getting ready to go out for the evening he had picked out my clothes and watched me whilst I got dressed. Once I was ready I had turned to face him with a cheeky smile on my…
June 14th 2010 Wow, what can I say about Vegas? It’s mad; I don’t think there is anywhere else like it. It’s cheesy and tacky and yet sexy and classy all at the same time. There are dancing fountains, indoor canals with gondoliers, an erupting volcano and the biggest casinos you have seen in your…
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