In celebration of Dr. Seuss’ birthday this month…let’s go on a little sojourn into the ABC’s of BDSM and kink, shall we?
A is for Anal. Come on ladies, ass up. It’s no longer just for birthdays, anniversaries and make-up sex. I’ll Analyze it for you. It is Amazing. So get off of yours and get some…
B is for Bondage. Bound by ropes, cuffs or even words…there is no freedom like it. Hog-tied. Tied to the bed. Hands in front. Hands behind. Legs. Ankles. Hands tied to legs…to ankles…to the bed…I could go on…
C is for Control. The word itself stirs me…In my humble submissive opinion, it is best given away and Consensually coerced with the use of a strong Crop and well-positioned Clamps.
D is for Dominant. Delicious. Decisive. Direct and Demonstrative. All I can say, in Southern-speak is DAAYYUUMM. (Which is DAMN…for those of y’all who don’t speak the language)
E is for Exhibitionism. Could you would you in a boat? Could you would you in my throat? Could you would you in plain sight? Could you would you when it’s bright? It’s anytime. Anywhere. Exposed. Erotic. Exciting.
F is for Fetish. Fly your freak flag. All are welcome. Flags of a feather Freak together, with Floggers and all.
G is for Good Girl. These 2 words, when used together, dripping from the lips of my M, ignite a fire in my loins that burns like the flames of Hades. That’s HOT…Damn HOT.
H is for Hitachi Wand. You know you’re in for a fun night when the lights flicker and dim as it is switched on. Now, that’s some powerful shit…Hello and HOWDY, Mr. Hitachi.
I is for Insatiable. To quote the late-great-Barry White…”My darling..I can’t get enough of your love baby” (Sing it to yourself in his baritone and you’ll totally get it)
J is for Jesus. Not trying to be funny here…but I guarantee I say His name about 100 times in the midst of a kinky weekend. Just sayin’. As God is my witness…
K is for Know thyself. To set boundaries and establish limits, one must know who they are. K is also for Kink. And lots of it. Go big or go home.
L is for Little. It’s a wonderful place to be…sometimes stocked with glitter and rainbows…It can also stand for Love. Lust. Lustful. Lusting after…
M is for Masochism. The sheer pleasure from pain. Mouth-watering smacks on the ass that Melt. My Master is a master at this…More, please.
N is for Nipple clamps. These implements demand upright attention. And there is something so Naughty about having someone tug on your chain. State of Nirvana guaranteed…
O is for OH MY GOD…Orgasms. Preferably lots of them. Sometimes they are denied, but when allowed…they are Overwhelming. Oh..my.
P is for Paddle. Ah, the precise Pain from the use of a Proper Paddle. It’s Penetrating.
Q is for Quiche. In order to do all of this kinkery…one must eventually eat to keep one’s strength up. On a side note..real men do eat quiche and they also eat pussy for that matter. So eat the fucking quiche already. You already know what’s for dessert.
R is for Rope. Japanese silk. Jute. Nylon. Regardless of the material, it’s the technique that counts, Scout’s honor.
S is for Safe and Sane. It’s the Sadists out there you have to watch out for, you know. Sluts beware.
T is for Talk. “I am your dirty whore from way back, Daddy.” I fucking love to Talk dirty during hot, carnal sex. Although I don’t always get to say much when his cock is halfway down my Throat.
U is for Use Me. Analogy: What “good girl” is…when spoken to me…”Use me” is…when I say it. It’s global warming, climate-changing dialogue that turns me into a dripping mess…as I anticipate the Unspeakable things awaiting me.
V is for Vibrators. Be mindful of the friendly Vibrator packaged as a personal massager…it’s certain to Violate you in ways unfathomable…such Vigor.
W is for Wet. Here it is used in a sentence. Whips and Wartenburg Wheels make me Wet. Weally…Weally…WET.
X is for, you guessed it…X-RATED. Once again…my humble and submissive opinion. Handle your business in the bedroom (or wherever it may be for the Exhibitionists) and act like you are making an XXX rated movie. Crank it up a notch whether or not the camera’s rolling. Or whether or not you know it’s there….
Y is for Yours. It is about belonging to your One. It should be said frequently. It’s a powerful statement. Practice with me, “I am YOURS.” Say it loud. Say it proud. You know who You are.
Z is for Zen. We, subbies out there refer to this as “subspace” which is a state achieved when you lose all conscious awareness and rely on the sublime feeling of pure ecstasy as you float in the moment. It is heaven on earth. ZEN….Namaste…hey…hey…hey
So I will close with this…
Down and dirty and downright flirty, this little post is meant to amuse those who use those
For their pleasure, with a feather or even paddled and likely straddled.
Some like it hot and some like it cold. Some want them young. And some want them old.
Some crave the pain while others like to restrain. Some prefer the view from the top as they wield their crop to their unsuspecting bottoms’ bottoms…
Waiting to hear that first “POP”
But it’s all in good fun, for now I must run. The wheel calls my name in decibels of pain.
Waiting for “good girl” to drip from his lips as I arch my back and hips and spread my thighs, I watch his eyes and I hear my sighs ring out into night’s sky…
I recite in my head as I approach the first O…
Oh The Places You’ll Go. And Go. And Go. And Go.
Happy Birthday, Dr. Seuss…