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Spanking and wanking

Well they rhyme.

For American readers wanking is masturbation. Well it is in England anyway.

If you look at the "Touch yourself" video below the girl is miming wanking a man in a very amusing way. Some people prefer to allow the man to DIY but then what are you going to do with him?

One thing is to tease and turn him on. For some reason rubbing baby oil over my breasts seems to do this but come on use your imagination. You can masturbate together. My only rule. You can look but you better not touch but I can touch you!

And another which I prefer is to *torture* his nipples. The more you torture them - start mild get rougher and rougher - the harder and more aroused he gets.

And finally of course spanking and wanking. Just imagine the sound of your hand falling on his bare flesh repeatedly both distracting him and enhancing his sex.

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Carol's room

This is one of the Kings Cross stories
(Of course the king's cross, the queen is such a frump!)
http://webspace.webring.com/people/wk/kingscrossuk/


Describe room
The room is lit with a harsh red light. On metal coat hangers on the walls there are various costumes, one is a nurse's uniform another appears to be made of black rubber.Describe objectsThe bed is a large double bed. On the bed there are:old towelsOn a bedside table there are:Plastic bottlesHandcuffsA roll of packing tapeIn the room there is:Carol
Examine Carol
Carol has been logged on to #RL for 09 hrs 34 minutes.
Visible exits are: bathroom

Carol was naked but she didn't look naked. She looked raw. The harsh red light which was supposed to conceal her age made her look as if she had been flayed alive.
Carol had "victim" written all over her. She also had the words "Professional Submissive" printed on her business cards.
She obviously wanted to tell Terry about something that was worrying her but she knew that would have to wait when he cut some black shiny packing tape and taped it over her mouth. Play first, then talk.
Carol obediently, if somewhat wearily, stood up and put her hands behind her back as Terry closed the handcuffs tightly onto her wrists.

Terry was silent. Carol knew from experience that he would be silent for the next hour of enjoyment. Carol didn't mind.
Terry's excitement was already apparent through his jeans. With Carol handcuffed and helpless his cock responded like the cock of a teenager.
Carol thought she was ready for anything which happened. Once the handcuffs were on she had to trust Terry anyway. Her only job was to realise when he wanted her to fight back and how much.
Rose observed Carol. Rose just watched. Rose felt none of Carol's pain. Rose had come into existence during Carol's childhood...between Carol's second and third BDSM sessions with her mother's lover.
While Carol was naked, gagged and handcuffed on the bed, Terry had gone through the door to the bathroom and turned on the taps. Carol wondered vaguely what he had in mind as he returned to the bed and forced her across his knee. Carol was justly proud of how much spanking she could take. The small room reverberated to the sound of Terry slapping at her...Carol detected that he wanted her to try to escape.
When Carol tried to wriggle free from Terry he seemed to become quite frenzied forcing his thumb inside her anus and holding her down on the bed as his other hand clawed...literally clawed...at her naked breasts...all the time the bath was filling.
Rose began to wonder calmly about the bath overflowing and how Carol would sort things out with the neighbours
Carol decided to struggle more...but not enough to dislodge Terry's thumb from inside her....Terry turned over Carol's raw naked body and gripped her ankles to force her legs apart. Handcuffed as she was, she could not resist him. Terry urgently forced his stiff cock inside her and said the one word he ever used for Carol during these sessions,. "Cunt."
Rose smiled inwardly as she confirmed Terry's urgency was due to the usual problem - forestalling premature ejaculation.
Terry withdrew from Carol and left his come dripping down her thigh. It was clear he had not finished however. The bath was almost full. Terry put his hands in Carol's hair and pulled her towards the bathroom. It was time for Carol to kick and struggle and be overcome by him. Terry was continually distracted from subduing Carol by a need to fondle and scratch and punish her naked breasts. Carols struggle grew weaker at such moments...

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Masturbation

Everybody masturbates so when I find myself calling someone "wanker" I am probably engaging in self-abuse by proxy.

Contrary to what my mother told me, masturbation is safe sex.

And then there is the whole issue of bisexuality. If I normally have "normal" sex with people of the opposite sex, then when I masturbate I am having sex with someone of the same sex. Perhaps we are all bisexual too :)

Dishonourable discharge

This comes from the writing project "Murder in Kings Cross"

Visualise a room
Room description
The tower is seriously weird. At whatever time you arrived here from the outside world it is always night here. It is lit by a red light which has no visible source. The ground is littered with objects, which you cannot see clearly.
Object Description
In the dim light you can see the outlines of objects, at least two of which are boxes., In the room there is: Shareth
Examine Shareth
Shareth the heartstealer has been logged on to Realms of Darkness for 20 minutes. Total login 12 days 16 hours 45 minutes

Shareth looked out over the Forest of Midnight. Soon an entire legion of her doomguard would sweep the forest to kill off the remnants of Luxor's army hiding among the trees.
Every one of the high command of the Doomguard - her father's army - was now sexually enslaved to Shareth the Heartstealer. They were all incapable of getting an erection without her icon before them..and her icon was as close as most of them would ever get!
Shareth smiled as she remembered that her guards had a prisoner waiting for her. He was chained naked in the torture chamber below and prepared for her visit. Prepared properly this time or the guards would suffer the same fate as the hapless helpless prisoner. Shareth smiled.
R
You cannot go right
E
You cannot go east
D
Shareth descends to the dungeon
The dungeon is walled with rough stone and is lit by a blazing fire. Two guards stand by the door In the room you can see
Luxor
Examine Luxor
Luxor is naked and chained to the wall. A wire attaches his manhood to the floor such that an erection will cause pain, more pain, followed by a-pain-ectomy, followed by death.
Luxor is wearing a collar
Examine collar
The collar is made of copper but lined with leather. It can be tightened by magic to garrotte the wearer. It cannot be removed.
Shareth put her hands to the clasp of her robe. She noted with satisfaction that the two doomguards lowered their eyes respectfully.
"Look at me!"she commanded and the eyes of the guards openly watched as the robe fell to the floor. Shareth was naked and smiling. These guards would join the ranks of those in her thrall. "And make sure the prisoner looks too."
The guards stood on either side of Luxor and held his eyelids open. The Moonprince had never seen any woman so beautiful nor had he ever been so sexually aroused by nakedness. Shareth's blonde hair fell behind her, not a wisp of it covered her full naked breasts which were revealed in the firelight. It was the expression on her face - a promise of sex and a mocking contempt for his lack of an erection which affected his senses most powerfully. An excruciating pain and a few drops of blood already dripping down his leg reminded him that he needed his mind on other things.
Shareth noted with satisfaction that Luxor's eyes were wide open of their own accord and probably nothing could make him close them now. She watched as his nipples darkened slightly. This game of arousal and pain and more arousal could go on for hours and hours and she loved it.
She moved closer to the prisoner. She stroked the palm of her hand upwards over her right breast. No power in the realm could have taken Luxor's eyes from her hand at this point. Her fingers lightly stroked the nipple.
She noted with satisfaction a slight tightening of the wire as Luxor's penis swelled and tried to stiffen, there was a darkening red mark.
She stood inches from Luxor as her hands caressed and stroked. Then suddenly her hands tightened on her breasts, the fingernails sinking into her naked flesh.
"Oh yes prince you can imagine doing this with your hands."
She looked at Luxor. He was a handsome figure..it almost seemed a pity...she smiled at the thought, pity was something she had read about in books but found nowhere inher native IceMark or here in Midnight.
The guards released the prisoner's eyelids. They knew nothing could close his eyes save death now. Luxor noticed every slight red mark on Shareth's naked body as he reached her hands to his nipples and teased them gently. She stroked Luxor's nipples with her long sharp nails.
The closeness of her naked body, her warmth, her perfume were irresistible as the growing pain in his nipples worked its inevitable magic on his cock and the wire tightened a little more.
Well pleased, the Heartstealer watched Luxor as his eyes devoured her nakedness. She stroked her body and he imagined doing the same. Her palms stroked her naked thighs and she looked into the Moonprince's eyes as she fingered her damp clitoris. Her damp fingers went where Luxor's stiffening cock was straining to go.
At her command one of the guards enthusiastically removed his uniform. Kneeling, Shareth smothered the guard's stiff hard cock with saliva, all the time glancing at Luxor's growing agony.
Shareth watched his pain and stroked the guard's cock with her tongue. She was allowing Luxor to imagine that tongue warmly covering his cock with saliva and flicking the tip of her tongue teasingly over the head of his cock. She looked in triumph at the Moonprince and .... the impossible happened.
Nobody. No lord. No doomguard. No commoner had ever resisted the enchantment of Shareth naked for even a split second. Yet here wwas the Moonprince, his cock becoming flaccid and his eyelids beginning to try to droop.
Shareth smiled as she brought her hands to her breasts to arouse the Moonprince's sagging interest. One command from her and...there were other ways to make a man's cock stiff and hard.
Her hand encountered the Moon ring and without thinking overmuch she slipped it on her damp index finger.
The world changed. Suddenly Shareth was looking at the room from a different angle. The gag prevented her from crying out as she suddenly realised she was staring out of the Moonprince's eyes and the seductive female form which she was looking at was her own.
Pain happened to her. Agonising excruciating pain

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Kimberly Kane courtesy of Pornsaints.



The best of this week’s blogs by the bloggers who blog them. Highlighting the top 3 posts as chosen by Sugasm participants. Want in Sugasm #125? Submit a link to your best post of the week using this form. Participants, repost the link list within a week and you’re all set.


This Week’s Picks

In Which Penny Enjoys Her Bath

“In the bathroom, I flipped on the heater and shed my clothes.”


Just passing through

“I twitched under her stare.”


Kegal exercises on wet Monday afternoon

“Do you know what it’s like, to be buggered?”


Mr. Sugasm Himself

WP/PHP Guru?


Editor’s Choice

More Traveling…


More Sugasm

Join the Sugasm


See also: Fleshbot’s Sex Blog Roundup each Tuesday and Friday.


(Sugasm participants should re-post all the links above within a week. The following links may be excluded as long as you include all the above links.)


Thoughts on Sex and Relationships

The Face - The Fall Of Eliot Spitzer

Let me clarify something…

On being a slut.

Regulating Prostitution and its various business models

Would You Pose Without Clothes?


Sex Humor

Lusty Leprechauns


BDSM & Fetish

Black Panties (a story)

Earning myself a spanking

A fun weekned

Goodness Gracious

HNT - Hidden Nipple Thursday

Riding the Wave

The Spiritual Significance of Spanking

Submissive?


Sex News, Reviews & Interviews

Blog Anniversary Contest Winners

Call for submissions: Theory and Practice

Dana DeArmond Stripped Of Her Name During Slave Training With Julie Night

Euphoric Tendencies - a review

Gianna Lynn Endures Water And Suffocation Bondage Underwater On Waterbondage.com

Get a Personal Shopper for Your Genitals

My First Review on Adult DVD Talk!

Pushers

San Francisco Fetish Ball 2008 Photos and Review


Erotic Writing and Experiences

A black shemale sucked my cock in Amsterdam

Captivating the college girl part one

Clandestine

Close Your Eyes

In His Pants

Leopard print: you just can’t beat it

Northern lights and sleepless nights

Wet Vagoo

You’re my pornstar (part 3)


Sex Advice

How Women Can Learn to Have an Orgasm with Intercourse


NSFW Pics, Videos & Audio

Dahlia Grey by Andrew Blake

Exotic Jewel

Half-Nekkid in the Shower

Her Intentions Fall to the Floor

How do you like my cock?

Pornsaint Kimberly Kane

Spring Garden

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Touch yourself - go on you know you want to.

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