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I’m sure I don’t measure up to any females expectations. I’d ❤❤❤ to gave this used on me at a bachelorette party.

I need this.  And I intend to use it.  But a modified version: the inches will be mismarked to make them larger than actual inches, and the holes will be slightly bigger to allow Me to make fun of men with larger penises.  Surely no one has one that tiny.  And since many (actually most) men I know who have perfectly average sized penises have some kind of SPH fetish, it makes sense to feed their delusion by making them believe they actually ARE smaller than the norm.  So let’s make them happy, shall we? 

Mind games, folks.  That’s what this is about.  All for the pursuit of happiness, in a most perverted way.  Because those who relish SPH are so often greeted with reassurance that their equipment is more than sufficient for the task, when what they long for is confirmation that their insecurities are based in reality.  For those who crave humiliation, failure to provide it is just plain mean.  And I am a loving Mistress.

I know there are plenty of men who get off on pictures of women sucking cock.  Or on men sucking cock, for that matter.  But it seems like I constantly meet men who want nothing more in life than the opportunity to eat pussy.  Fortunately, I have one of those.

The fear of ridicule and disgust has prevented many gentlemen from expressing their true desires.  And honestly, it’s probably a well founded fear.  Most people know their partners’ attitudes about various things and they can extrapolate.  I still remember when t related how he and Missus had been watching something on HBO that had a pegging scene and she wrinkled her nose and said “That’s so unnatural!  You’d never want anything like that, would you?”

Personally, I thought she might have been fishing, feeling him out to see if he was turned on by it.  Imagine if he had confessed it was his greatest desire, that he wanted to be fucked in the ass with a strapon instead of having to surreptitiously use toys on himself for anal pleasure.  They might have rediscovered the passion of their early days and she’d be bending him over each day, twice on Sundays.  

But no….he was not that courageous.  He might have been right.  He knows her better than I do, obviously, never having met her at all.  

It’s My opportunity, though.  Mine and other women who are very open about our delight in engaging in D/s relationships, in pegging and milking and disciplining men.  In training them to perform various acts seen as humiliating or weird or gay - as though that’s a bad thing.  I suppose the belief that a wife or girlfriend would be shocked and grossed out if they learned their man wanted to suck a cock or wear chastity or whatever other submissive act their little hearts craved…that belief enhances the illicit thrill, the taboo nature, the erotic shame of doing these things for Me.

Girl submissive and being sexually submissive

[8.6.2017]

I’m still working on writing up the day and two nights I spent with The Anarchist Economist last week, but in the meantime, here are the adorable socks I wore when he came over on Sunday evening.

When he arrived, I was going to play Tony Hawk on my PS2 while he gave me a foot massage, but I was at a mildly challenging part of the game, so I gave up pretty quickly, and instead we started cuddling and making out.

We ended up on the bed kissing and touching, with me teasing his little cock and biting him and him complimenting me and talking to me about fantasies. I was super turned on and started thinking about how I wished he could fuck me, so I grabbed the thigh harness and a dildo.

I strapped it on his leg and slowly lowered myself on it. The toy wasn’t very large, but it’s probably the biggest thing I’ve had in my pussy in a long time. I started moving myself up and down, slowly at first, but quickly picked up the pace.

As I alternated fucking myself on the dildo with rocking back and forth appreciating the feeling of it inside me, I continued kissing and teasing The Anarchist Economist. I’d forgotten how much I enjoy the feeling of a cock in my cunt. I’m really looking forward to being able to do that again. With TAE, sure, but also with Not A Tumblr Dom, who has a significantly larger and more satisfying cock. A real man’s cock.

When I was done riding his thigh, I climbed off The Anarchist Economist and lay next to him. I grabbed my Hitachi, threw him some gloves, and told him to start fingering me. Then I started to teach him how to hold the Magic Wand to help me get off. We talked about fantasies while he finger fucked me and used the vibe on me until I came.

We cuddled and talked for a little while after that. I really enjoy conversations with him. He’s very smart and knows a lot of interesting things, but also is in no way condescending, so I’m totally comfortable admitting when I don’t understand something or asking questions.

Before long, I started teasing him again. I kissed my way down his body and started licking and sucking and biting his thighs, brushing up against his tiny cock now and then. I eyed it longingly and growled over wanting to put my mouth on it sans condom.

After checking in again about risk factors, I decided to go for it, and started sucking his dicklet. I circled the head with my tongue, licked him, and took him as deep in my throat as I could. He let me know he was starting to get close and asked if he could cum in my mouth.

I paused for a moment and then told him he could. Then I thought of something and excitedly asked, “And then I can put it in your mouth?!” The Anarchist Economist immediately agreed, and I went back to the blowjob with a renewed sense of purpose. I’ve always wanted to snowball with someone (okay technically this isn’t quite that because he was definitely not putting it back into my mouth after it being in his, but still).

I worked his cock with my mouth and hand, and before too long I could tell he was about to cum. It’s been a while since I’ve gotten someone off in my mouth, but apparently I do remember both how to do it and what it feels like.

It was actually a little difficult not to swallow, since that’s my first instinct, but I managed only to lose a little of it. I moved up his body and kissed him, dropping the cum in his mouth. He swallowed and I grinned and cuddled up next to him.

We finally went to sleep after that. Definitely not early enough. He’s totally worth it, though.