It’s been a while since I’ve done Sinful Sunday but what better time to rejoin than Halloween weekend!
Day 18 of #FebPhotoFest
Scream with Me was featured as a top photo in the Sinful Sunday Round-up; thanks Molly!
These are “double self portraits” (Self portraits of me holding a self portrait)
Title quote from the poem Marmion by Sir Walter Scott
Warning: This post includes a gang bang scenario.
It’s as if they’re hiding somewhere inside of my head. They only come alive when my eyes shut. I know they’re coming, and I try to think of something more…normal.
But sometimes I can’t stop them.
Shut up and open your mouth like a good little slut. Spread your legs. Wider.
If you struggle, it’ll only be worse.
You know you want it anyway. You know you want to suck cock until you gag, until your eyes water. That’s it, take it in deeper. All the way, you can do it.
That’s a good little slut, nice and messy. Drool is a good look for you. Do you like that, slut?
You need more, don’t you? Your legs are shaking, do you think you’re done? You aren’t even full yet, slut.
Which hole should we use next? Her cunt is already wet from the taste of cock. Don’t worry, you’ll get what you deserve, slut.
Pinch her nipples, grab those perfect little breasts.
You’re confused aren’t you slut? You don’t know how many of us there are?
I heard you whimper when he grazed your clit. That was an accident slut, you don’t get any of that yet. You don’t get to come until we’re all done with you. And only if you’re a good little slut.
Look how easily my cock slides into that wet little pussy. Keep sucking. You like that don’t you, fingers in your ass?
Let’s switch places. No, I want her cunt now. Fine, I want her mouth. Who wants her ass?
She’s such a greedy little slut, she needs more. Get the lube. Stuff her.
Slap her face. Harder.
Don’t forget about her tits. Harder.
Do you like that, slut? No answer? Got your mouth full, slut?
I bet your clit wants some attention. Give it to her. Don’t be gentle. Slap it. Choke her. She likes it.
Looks at this wet mess you’ve made slut. I can feel your cunt twitching slut, did we say you could come? Did we say we’re done yet?
You’ll pay for this slut. We can go for hours. You’ll break a new record.
Once we fill you with our come, we won’t need that lube anymore will we slut? Don’t worry though, we won’t stop. There’s a whole room full of us.
Don’t worry, there’s enough of you to go around. Every time you come, we’ll fuck you harder.
You can’t help it, can you slut? We know what you need.
You want more cock, don’t you slut?
Don’t worry, you’ll get what you want.
This post was inspired by the Wicked Wednesday prompt ‘Dark Thoughts.”
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“Fed:Up” was featured as one of the top 5 images in the Sinful Sunday weekly Round-up; thanks Molly!
So I guess I’ve been living under a rock, because I only recently discovered the Kink of the Week meme, and sadly I’ve already missed some of my favorites (like Foot Fetish & Face Slapping!)
This week’s theme is Knife Play. While I haven’t tried knife or blood play, thinking or reading about it or seeing photos portraying it excites me. Jake has ripped panties off of me before, and I would love to have him cut some panties or maybe even clothes off of me (after all, why else does he carry around that pocket knife everywhere?) I also have fantasies similar to Molly’s, where I am captured and threatened, but not actually hurt. I’m not really interested in cutting or marking, but I can definitely see the appeal of knife play.
When I recently shot my Sin City self portraits, I pulled out a knife because I thought it would make a perfect prop and help me get into the tough girl mindset that I wanted to portray. I often feel like different sides of my personality come out from my subconscious when I shoot self portraits, and all of a sudden I was tracing my skin with the blade, biting it, licking it. I felt a connection with the knife, with the sharpness of the blade, the power in wielding it, and the danger that seemed to radiate from the cold metal. I’ve already shared some of the resulting images in my Sin City & Shellie posts, but I also ended up with some images with a darker feel that I haven’t shared yet…like these:
What are your thoughts on knife play? Scary, sexy, dangerous? Or some combination of the above?
As soon as I saw the “Sexing Up The movies” theme for this week’s Sinful Sunday competition, I knew I wanted to do Sin City, my favorite movie. I had a lot of fun shooting and editing these comic inspired images. This is definitely the longest I’ve ever spent working on a Sinful Sunday post, and I’m proud of how it came out, especially since I did everything by myself!
*My first Sin City image was featured as Beck’s #1 favorite photo for May; thanks Beck! It also placed in the Sinful Sunday competition, and the clover clamps image was featured as the header for e[lust] #46.*
Two hands clutch
at my neck,
calloused and steady,
me apart, one papery
layer at a time.
They don’t ask to
stretch and unravel
my hair like yarn,
nor for the strength
of my teeth and blood.
Plucked and oozing
I drip against cold metal,
I’m caught in momentum,
I hold tight
As my bones crack
and fizzle, and my thoughts
into some black hole
in the center.
The bell hums
my last revolution,
and I’m only a fingerprint,
greasy on smooth glass:
I’m wiped clean.