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| philomel |
At the end of the year. Nothing to see here! --------------------------------------------
**I'm a pet who's found a wonderful owner and am having an amazing time, so I'm not looking.**
In olden days a glimpse of stocking was looked on as something shocking but now, God knows, anything goes...
...It looks like he was killed by a CROW or something...
I give pretty much anything a go, and push myself as far as I can. I'd like to meet openminded people with whom I could explore ths facet of my personality. Particularly fascinated by all forms of restraint. I don't switch but I can administer a swift kick to the balls.
This year, I am trying to write. Have a rummage, if the mood takes you: i want what she's got.
I would like to meet: readers; experimenters; liberals; theatregoers; gourmands; decision makers; writers; music lovers; red wine drinkers; clubbers; new friends.
Some things in my bedroom: a pink plastic reindeer; false eyelashes; two bookcases; a red hat; Edward Burra's 'The Snack Bar'; Angela Carter, Iain M Banks, Jane Austen, Margaret Atwood, Haruki Murakami; a sheepskin cushion; a clothes rail; photos of family; a ceramic monk thing; a big Vogue print; a gilt frame mirror; pikachu; Leonard Cohen, Soft Cell, Johnny Cash, Dusty Springfield, Human League, Goldfrapp; a china doll head; a red diary; four red lipsticks; laptop; David Hockney postcard; a pile of photo albums; some erotic stories; a glass bottle from the Thames; silk scarves; Ansel Adams; black lamp; cheshire cat mask; salamander fabric illustration; shoes; camera.
I want to be pushed to my knees in front of you. I want my lips to be bitten. I want to have my head dragged round by my hair. I want to be told I'm beautiful. I want to be hogtied and my legs forced open. I want to be slapped in the face before you fuck me. I want to eat cake for breakfast. I want to be punished by pretty girls. I want to be gagged and blindfolded. I want to be adored. I want to feel your hand at my throat. I want rough sex. I want to fight back. I want you to call me a filthy whore. I want to choke on your cock. I want to fall further. I want to be bound and beaten. I want your fingers inside me. I want you to bite my breasts. I want to look up at you, wide-eyed. I want to kiss you and lose myself in it. I want to have all eyes on me. I want to be fucked in all orifices. I want to curl inside your arms in the morning. I want to dance until my legs buckle. I want to be held down and violated. I want to be respected. I want to be used.
