The lovely Mrs Goodnight (as my wife has now started to be known) takes a larger role in this week’s Sinful Sunday post. Although, the foot fetishists may be more interested in my pre-orgasmic foot-curl.

Sinful Sunday Rude Britannia

For those who are new to Sinful Sunday, this week’s entry is for Miss Molly’s Rude Britannia contest, which is a British-themed collection of naughty photos in celebration of the Queen’s Jubilee. If you would like to take part in Sinful Sunday, please click the image below. Don’t forget to follow the hashtag #SinfulSunday to read the action on Twitter.

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UPDATE: This photo has won second place in the Rude Britannia competition! Mrs Goodnight and I are thrilled, and can’t wait to get our prizes. We’ve won the Ulimate xxxtra G Jessica Rabbit from Sextoys.uk and a deliciously beautiful pin broach made especially for the competition by Venus Flytrap Jewels. Thank you to the Sinful Sunday judges and we can’t wait to see what images we come up with next!

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Corsets and Candy Winner

50 Shades spanking

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Far and away, the most criticism I’ve read when it comes to Fifty Shades of Grey is from those who live the BDSM lifestyle. I can agree with a lot of the concerns I’ve read. The major issue that seems to be the flash point is in relation to Christian’s character.

In the novel, an unspoken connection that imply’s Christian’s Dominance stems from early childhood trauma. It gives the reader the impression that this lifestyle is the result of an underlying imperfection – be that abuse, assault, or neglect. That someone cannot simply be a Dominant without any issues or baggage that brought them to that point. While I’m in agreement for the most part, I would be whole-heartedly on this bandwagon if there were other Dominants discussed in the book in further detail that also had fucked up backgrounds. Maybe they are introduced in the subsequent novels (I’m currently just a few chapters in book two) that have not entered the ‘scene’ that aren’t from a broken background. If you were a vanilla individual reading this, you may get the impression that Dominance is a ‘bad’ thing, and to be ashamed of your imperfection. Even a few Doms may question their desires based on Christian’s character.

Keep going…I want more…

Fifty Shades Grey Review

I recently wrote Fifty Shades of Ruby – A Fifty Shades of Grey Review – An Introduction discussing my difficulty on settling on a single opinion about EL James’s novel Fifty Shades of Grey. Taking it from three different perspectives, my opinion on the novel from an erotica writer’s point of view is quite black and white. It really can be summed up on eight simple words:

This is certainly not a well written book.

I knew that right from the start. Within ten minutes of reading the book, I had seen the phrase “ghost of a smile on his lips” three separate times. Ms James seems to have a list of twelve of so adjectives that she pulls from for the entire novel. Every third paragraph seems to be discussing the color of Christian’s eyes. Her chapters seemed to follow a formula of sorts with her sentence style, especially when it came to dialogue – almost cookie-cutter. If I had handed this in as a short story to my senior year English teacher, Miss Farley would have had a field day with her red pen.

I do have to admit, there were times where my mind was more involved in self-critiquing her writing style than getting involved in the story itself, and that upset me. I certainly hope Ms James never steps foot into any self-pub writers forums or she’d see herself completely crucified for her ‘lack’ of writing skills. In an interview on the Today Show in the states, she gets asked straight out what she feels about her writing, and she says that she is aware that they are poorly written.

But does any of that really matter?

Keep going…I want more…

Fifty Shades of Grey
I’m a bit late on this scene, as my personal reading time has been slowly evaporating in the last few months. When two of my employers had asked me if I had read the Fifty Shades trio by EL James, and if I could create pieces on the subject, I seized the opportunity to read one of the most discussed books of the year.

I had read numerous reviews of it, mostly from those who are involved in the BDSM lifestyle. I had also witnessed my personal Facebook timeline fill up with vanilla friends who declared it one of the best books they had ever read in their lives, and how every red-blooded woman needed to read it. The writer’s forums that I frequented had numerous posts on it as well, ripping apart EL James as an example of people with zero writing ability somehow scamming the world into spending their hard earned money on their ‘puke on a page’, (as someone so eloquently described it).

I am involved in the BDSM lifestyle. I remember the days of being a vanilla reader of paperback smut and falling completely head first into a book. I also write BDSM erotica for a living, so in a way, Fifty Shades of Grey is my competition. Before I even started reading the book, the internal debate began. Under what ‘hat’ do I judge this book? Can I go into this objectively despite the fact that I had already read so much on it? Will I be able to combine all those parts of me into one and formulate a single opinion? Keep going…I want more…

Sinful Sunday – Waiting for Her to Let Me Cum

It was supposed to be an image of me achieving pleasure. Of me being brought right to the edge and her pressing the button on the remote control, when I would be a trembling mass of orgasms. It didn’t quite turn out the way I had planned, but very much the way she did. She taunted me…teased me. My nipples are the second most sensitive part of my anatomy, and she made sure that I didn’t get the satisfaction I had wanted. Here I stand, arms behind my back, her palm covering a nipple so close to triggering a pool to soak my pussy and legs – waiting for her to let me cum.

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Sinful Sunday – Ruby’s New Corset

“To put on a corset properly is as much of an art as to make a corset properly. ” – Anna Held

Ruby Goodnight Corset

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Corsets as Self-Submission

corsets Ruby Goodnight

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I bought myself a new corset today. It was a present to myself, for accomplishing a goal I had previously set, as well as an outfit to wear to an upcoming event. While I absolutely love the way my body looks in a corset, they are beyond a fashion statement. For me, it is a form of self-submission.

I don’t have a Dom, and my other half is just starting to explore her Domme side. After being a very heavy bottom for many years, adjusting to a vanilla relationship did take some getting used to. More than eleven years later, I find myself coming full circle and once again treading lightly into the world of active D/s. For me, corsets are the heaviest form of submission I have access to at the moment.

Corsets force you to move your body in certain ways. Always upright, always proud and presenting. Corsets restrict your movements, making you adjust yourself in the way that it demands. It takes your breath away, just as a good Mistress should. When done correctly, they leave distinct red marks on your body, and make you ache when they’re gone. Although you can’t always act out while wearing one, corsets make you think, and plan, and forecast, just as I used to do when bent over a sawhorse on a stage in front of a gasping audience.

My corset tastes have changed over the years. While I used to have a steady stream of underbust corsets that left my breasts exposed, I now prefer the over-bust variety with their support. Not that I am any less proud of my breasts as I was before age, pregnancy, breast feeding and weight loss took their toll, but for that additional element of coverage – of control.

So when my parcel arrives in a matter of  days, and my partner straps me in, tied me up, and takes my breath away, I will submit. Both to her as my wife and my Domme-in-training, and to the corset itself.

I Was A Teenage Submissive

Prodigy Welcome PageWhile on Twitter tonight, I saw a retweet originally from Kate S Loree, LMFT:

“There seems to be very little age appropriate education for teens drawn toward #BDSM that need to learn about safety, boundaries, etc.”.

I immediately tweeted my agreement, and started to recall the way I found my way into the world of bondage and dominance in my teenage years….
The first definite time when I recall exploring this lifestyle was when I was 16 years old. I started frequenting the S&M chat rooms of Prodigy (a now defunct internet provider, similar to AOL), in rooms that were marked for those 18 years and older. It was one of those ‘role play’ rooms, populated by folks who were looking for Dominant or submissive other halfs.

I wasn’t very good at keeping my youth a secret, and soon there was a major debate as to whether “Leigh”, as I called myself online at that time, should be allowed to remain in the room, or if they should report me to the internet authorities. Thankfully, a few of the Doms / Dommes saw that I was there to learn, not to find a physical interaction at that time. When I turned 18, I started attending munches in my area, and once again found myself a new family that were there to teach me. As I grew more comfortable with my new ‘family’, I started going to clubs and parties. I was an oddity, it seemed. I was the youngest at most of these events – easily by 15 years or so. I got a lot of attention, being so young, with my then teen-sized body and a 34HH bra size. Keep going…I want more…

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