Poly and Kinky

Photo courtesy of Deviant Succubus Welcome to Elust 123 – The only place where the smartest and hottest sex bloggers are featured under one roof every month. Whether you’re looking for sex journalism, erotic writing, relationship advice or kinky discussions it’ll be here at Elust. Want to be included in Elust #124? Start with the rules , come back November 1st to submit something and subscribe to the RSS feed for updates! ~ This Month’s Top Three Posts ~ Bittersweet Symphony Breast cancer awareness – check your boobs The devil is in the detail… ~ Featured Post (Molly’s Picks) ~ Metamorphosis: Fat, Fit and In Between Contraception- life without birth control All blogs that have a submission in this edition must re-post this digest from tip-to-toe on their blogs within 7 days. Re-posting the photo is optional and the use of the “ read more…” tag is allowable after this point. Thank you, and enjoy! Erotic Non-Fiction Take It To The Limit Marshmallows Spank me Red ...

In my ongoing quest to find another D/s relationship, I've talked to a lot of men who identify as submissive online. A lot of these men view submission as a fetish and are therefore only interested in being submissive when it will get their dick hard, which is valid, but not what I'm looking for. The problem with that is that some of them are either very good at hiding this fact or have so little self-awareness that they don't realize it themselves and think they are ready to be submissive inside and outside the bedroom. It's hot to think of giving up control of your orgasms. Being required to ask for permission to orgasm or being locked in a chastity device appeals to a lot of submissive leaning men. The thought of performing oral servitude for hours seems hot in theory as well. He thinks " surely if I go down on her she'll reward me with an orgasm too" or "it would be so hot to feel myself pushing against the binding of a chastity device" b...

It’s been far too long since someone rested their cheek on my foot, wrapped their arms around my waist and held on seeking comfort after harshness. Too long since I’ve released the part of myself that stays pent up much of the time. She who lives in a cave and likes the dark. She who craves to gnaw on her prey’s bones extracting every bit they’ll give up. She whose spine tingles with delight as those red marks appear, as the blood comes to the skin as the gasps and moans grow louder and more abandoned. She who delights in the sight of a wrist wrapped in a cuff or rope but even more in a naked wrist held in place only by the desire to please her. She who revels in the sight of the back of a man’s neck, so strong but so vulnerable and much more handsome wrapped in a collar.

Photo courtesy of Purple's Gem Welcome to Elust 120 - The only place where the smartest and hottest sex bloggers are featured under one roof every month. Whether you're looking for sex journalism, erotic writing, relationship advice or kinky discussions it'll be here at Elust. Want to be included in Elust #119? Start with the rules , come back June 1st to submit something and subscribe to the RSS feed for updates!   ~ This Month’s Top Three Posts ~ In full swing The Hunter [Sexuality] The Pain of Tolerance   ~ Featured Post (Molly’s Picks) ~ First Ritual Being Overlooked ~Readers Choice from Sexbytes ~ No new post for this month  *You really should consider adding your popular posts here too* All blogs that have a submission in this edition must re-post this digest from tip-to-toe on their blogs within 7 days. Re-posting the photo is optional and the use of the “ read more…” tag is allowable after this point. Thank you, and enjoy! Erotic Non-F...

In polyamourous realtionships, the partners of your partner (that you aren't romantically involved with) are referred to as metamours. Also, in polyamorous relationships feelings of jealousy or envy often cause hiccups. So it feels odd to complain about a metamour. If someone complained to me about their's, my knee jerk reaction would be that they're jealous of their partner's other relationship or feeling insecure about their own relationship with that partner. But, guys, I don't like one of my metamours! I do occasionally feel jealous of or envious of this person's relationship with my partner but the root of my dislike for them is due to their behavior toward our shared partner. There is a lot of dishonesty and untrustworthy behavior in that relationship and I detest both of those things in any relationship. But since I care about my partner, it bothers me more that this person is causing pain through a lack of honesty. I try really hard to not comment ...

My main kink is for reactions. I adore those little gasps of breath, the whimpers, the moment when the skin starts to pinken. If I touch Schatzi in a certain way, he tenses his entire body for a moment, then melts into relaxation before experiencing a full body shudder. It's absolutely delicious! I also quite like the idea of chastity cages. The idea of locking up what's mine when I'm not using it has an appeal. It's also a tangible reminder of roles. But I hesitate because I love reactions and orgasms cause wonderfully entertaining reactions. I'm also rather a fan of the desperate pleading to be allowed to orgasm. I had an experience a few days ago that may have changed my mind. The frustrated whimper from between my legs when he wanted so badly to be inside of me was one of the most delicious sounds I've ever heard. Men are so fun to torture!

My mental illness has been winning the fight for control of my brain for the last 7 months or so. I would win a battle now and then, but the war raged on, and not in my favor. Then, I received new weapons which seemed to turn the odds to my favor. This grievously offended the monster I was fighting, and it doubled down on its attack. Over the last weekend, the fighting was very bad, and I was literally fighting for my life. When I woke up this morning I listened to see what the asshole who lives in my brain had to say and it was quiet. I spent some time looking for it (it likes to hide and ambush) but it wasn’t anywhere nearby. I think it may have finally retreated to the little black crypt in lives in when it’s not trying to kill me. I know it’s still there and it will come out and attack one day when it senses weakness from me. While it licks its wounds, I’m in charge of the brain and with no evil whispers in my ear, I’m ready to be myself again. I realize now that I shut e...