Tag: BDSM

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To watch or be watched? To see or be Scene?

I suspect that those of you who are regular visitors to Chintz already know that I have a bit of a thing for BDSM (No, Jane! Really?!), so it should come as no great surprise to learn that Scene, the collection of sexy, sinful shorts I’ve been working on for the past month or so is, well, a wee bit kinky.

Last Friday, I revealed the cover. Today – and over the coming week – I’d like to tease you a little about what’s lurking behind it. What sorts of stories have I written, exactly? What manner of delicious perviness might you expect to find within? Perhaps the blurb will give you a bit of a clue …

 

Your cravings.

 

Your longings.

 

Your needs.

 

Your shame.

 

I see all of you, no matter how hard you try to hide yourself from me. The only question is … who else does?

 

Four stories, four women, four scenes. Whose submission will you wish was your own?

 

 

Scene

 

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Making a Scene

You may have noticed, dear readers, that things have been rather quiet around here lately. I’ve not been posting quite as frequently as usual and that’s because I’ve made a decision to focus the majority of my time on writing rather than blogging. Trying to maintain a balance between the two has proved somewhat tricky over the past year and, bluntly, I’ve come to the conclusion that I just don’t have enough hours in the day to do both.

So, what does that mean in real terms? Well, that I’ll still be posting about all the stuff I normally do but less frequently. And, of course, there will be a little more emphasis on the stories I’m working on going forwards. To that end, I’m really, really excited to announce that I have a little collection of shorts in the pipeline, which, all going to plan, should be available to purchase, courtesy of the Zon, in the next week or so. If you’re a fan of voyeurism – with a little side-order of erotic humiliation – then this dirty little number will likely be right up your alley. Do I have a cover? Why, yes! Yes, I do:

Scene

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Bound for Trouble Tattoo Tour with Alison Tyler

 

Bound for Trouble

I have a tattoo. Okay, it’s not a real one (details, details) but it is pretty awesome if I do say so myself.

Yep, thanks to smut goddess and author-stroke-editor extraordinaire Alison Tyler (a.k.a. Trollop with a Laptop), I am officially part of her Bound for Trouble Tattoo Tour, helping promote her tenth bondage-themed anthology for Cleis Press via those three words emblazoned across my stomach. Oh, and I get to hang out with the tour cool kids, such as Tamsin Flowers, Rachel Kramer Bussel, Sommer Marsden and Oleander Plume. (Ah, yes. They’re running for cover even as I type that. Hey, I said they were cool – I didn’t say I was!) Continue reading →

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Interview: Natasha Knight talks spanking, bottoms and savages

Given to the SavageToday, I have the great pleasure of hosting spanking romance author and friend, Natasha Knight, on my blog. Now, I’ve known Natasha for a while – we’ve drunk many a Martini whilst typing increasingly garbled DM messages about life, sex and writing to one another – but this is the first time I’ve ‘officially’ had her as a Chintz Special Guest Star – cue lights, fireworks and excited fanfare. Shame on me. However, with the somewhat turbulent release of her latest book, Given to the Savage (read on to find out more about what I mean by that), I thought it would be the perfect time to pull her behind the curtain and pepper her with deep, probing and intelligent questions. Oh, all right. Pervy, inappropriate questions. That’s why you visit this blog, right?

 

Jane: I’m going to let my smutty self jump right in: your favourite sex scene from Given to the Savage and why?

Natasha: I’m laughing. I liked them all…it’s kind of hard to choose just one actually. OK, I’m going with the sex scene where Silas and Rowan are outside of his house very early in their relationship. I’ll try to explain why without giving too much away.

Both Silas and Rowan are forced into this situation and neither is sure of the other. Rowan is a breeder and with the setting as it is it gave me some freedom to write the scene exactly as I wrote it without having to soften or sugar coat anything.

The two are attracted to each other physically, and Silas, although he is portrayed as this mercenary type man – or the reader is made to believe that by some of his earlier actions – he is not, but his struggle comes when he wants to be that, he wants to not care, he wants to do what he has to do in order to get what he’s been promised by The Colony. I think this made quite a few people dislike him actually and this scene is a good example of how he turns his human emotions off in order to alleviate himself of his guilt as he takes Rowan whether willingly or unwillingly.

There’s this line in this scene where Silas says:  “You come every time I fuck you, you’re wet every time I punish you.” He’s trying to dehumanize her, make her into just a breeder in order to make what he is doing ok, even as he knows she is as human as he. I want to say poor Silas as I write this but I know most readers were thinking poor Rowan… This scene is a favorite because it’s hard and it’s raw. Silas is taking, he’s not making love to her, he’s fucking her and he’s showing her he owns her and the fact that what he said is true, that she’s wet ever time he punishes her and that she comes ever time he fucks her, it kind of confuses what happens, makes the situation more difficult in a way. Continue reading →

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Wicked Wednesday: Vanilla

Vanilla

Ironically, I adore the taste of vanilla. I must confess, though, that I don’t really like the term as it’s applied to sexuality. To me, it suggests that those who aren’t kinky are engaging in ‘plain’ or ‘run-of-the-mill’ sex – and that, in my opinion, is just wrong.

Sex is fundamentally about pleasure and, whatever your ‘flavour’, if the sex you’re having leaves you happy, fulfilled and satisfied, it should never ever be considered boring. Continue reading →

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Wicked Wednesday: I touch myself

 

Prompt #111: Masturbation Fodder

(Second related theme : selfies)

You take a pic. You angle it for your best assets to show. You write a short piece. It’s hot sweaty sticky and delicious. You make these public, you share. Do you care what the viewer or reader does with them? Does it turn you on to know that you stimulate? Do they ask you for permission bringing you into their pleasure? Does it humiliate you to be reduced to their masturbation fodder, you a merely specimen of the species?

Conversely, that picture, the light, the angles, something’s clicks. The words, the ideas, the movement of the story. Your body reacts. You save it for later. You know why. A private movement and moment. Do you value it less for it’s immediate function? Is it art or literature when you masturbate over it? Are they human or porn in that moment of pleasure? Do you read the words or stare intently at the picture, or use it just to get you going? Do you return to favourite pieces?

Sorry, folks. I know my header clip is beyond obvious but I adore this Divinyls song – excellent memories of dancing about to it at university with a dildo and a whole bunch of other girls for the visual pleasure of a single guy (long story) – and just couldn’t stop myself from including it here.

Before I start babbling, can I just say that this is a bloody awesome Wicked Wednesday prompt by @tigger_sub. It made me realise that in the entire two years of blogging here on Chintz that I’ve never done a post on masturbation, which is both extremely shameful (not the act of masturbation, the fact that I haven’t written anything about it) and incredibly ironic considering that of all the sexual acts I enjoy and partake in, it’s the one I engage in most frequently.

Before I get to the crux of Tigger’s prompt, a little background …

I stumbled upon this rather delicious form of sex at a relatively young age and quite by accident. I used to ride a lot as a child and although it’s something of a cliché, I invariably discovered that when I sat astride a pony and my bottom was connecting with the saddle in a certain way (generally at a walk) something bloody amazing happened:

I got this incredible feeling between my legs.

A feeling that, provided I maintained whatever friction and rhythm I had going on against the tack, invariably spread over my whole body before peaking and leaving me feeling unbelievably good. Cataclysmically good … although on occasion pursuing it almost made me fall sideways off my horse. Needless to say, it didn’t take me long to work out that I could recreate this very moreish sensation with my fingers, and the rest, as they say, is history. Continue reading →

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Released! A Princess Bound: Naughty Fairy Tales for Women

A Princess Bound: Naughty Fairy Tales for WomenHow’s that for an oxymoron of a post title?

At the risk of sounding like an over-excited two-year-old … WAHOO!!!! A Princess Bound features my original fairy story Thorn King and its inclusion in this anthology of kinky, sexy tales marks a serious writing milestone for me. Why? Because it’s the very first time a work of mine has appeared in print. I’ll just say that there may have been some very (very) bad dancing around the house when editor Kristina Wright emailed to let me know A Princess Bound had been released early by the uber-efficient Cleis and you should all be extremely grateful you didn’t have to witness it.

For those who have read the Five-minute Erotica pieces I’ve posted here on Chintz, it should come as no surprise that my contribution to A Princess Bound, Thorn King, is, well, a little bit dark and, of course, a little bit kinky. Be warned: the hero of the piece is unlike any fairy king you’ve ever met before … Continue reading →

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e[lust] #57

*A massive ‘thank you’ to Molly and DomSigns who have been so patient with regard to my lack of Internet these past two weeks and kindly allowed this delayed posting of the April edition of e[lust].

 

Elust #57 Cammies on the Floor Image
Photo courtesy of Cammies on the Floor

Welcome to Elust #57 -

The only place where the smartest and hottest sex bloggers are featured under one roof every month. Whether you’re looking for sex journalism, erotic writing, relationship advice or kinky discussions it’ll be here at Elust. Want to be included in Elust #58? Start with the rules, come back May 1st to submit something and subscribe to the RSS feed for updates!

~ This Month’s Top Three Posts ~

I’ve Got 99 Problems

Vasectomy Blues

I’ve always wanted to call myself queer.

 

~ Featured Post (Molly’s Picks) ~

Aoyama Yuki and My Very First Times

I don’t know how to be happy

 

~ Readers Choice from Sexbytes ~

*You really should consider adding your popular posts here too*

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Wicked Wednesday: Selective Revelations

“What is hidden in your life? Or what would you like to hide? Or maybe you have found a treasure that was hidden for some time? Or you would like to find a treasure? Sometimes things are hidden in plain sight…”

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The prompt for this week’s Wicked Wednesday is both intriguing and thought-provoking – not least because for someone like me, who blogs about sex and erotica, it raises a number of interesting questions about what I reveal and what I keep hidden from people who know me in ‘real life’.

I like to think that I am a fundamentally honest person. Bluntly, I’m just not that keen on keeping secrets or holding back the real ‘me’. (As I’ve gotten older, I’ve realised that life is way too short to pretend to be someone you’re not or deny yourself the things that you find pleasurable.) It took me a long time to get to this point and I don’t want to go backwards. That said, there is an inevitable rub that comes when I have to balance my ‘me-ness’ with mainstream society. Because like it or not, there is still a lot of judgement and stigma around those of us who talk openly and honestly about sex. Continue reading →

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Kink of the Week: Handcuffs

Houdini Showing How To Escape HandcuffsIf you tell someone that you found some handcuffs in your friend Bill’s sock drawer (why were you snooping in there in the first place?!) or that you discovered a set in the glovebox of Granny Betsy’s car, it’s highly likely that you’ll see an eyebrow raised into a hairline and an appreciative-slash-knowing smirk rather than a look of horror at the news. Because handcuffs, it seems, are by and large okay with the mainstream.

I must confess, I am intrigued by this thinking. What is it about them that makes them so palatable to so many? Do they denote an ‘acceptable’ (and please don’t for one minute interpret my use of that word here as symbolising my own personal views on what is and isn’t acceptable between two consenting adults) brand of kink? One that it is ‘okay’ to indulge in? Most people seem to think nothing of a little restraint in the bedroom – bondage by any other name would feel as sweet – even if they don’t identify as kinky. But I suspect the reaction you’d get from a vanilla individual coming across a cane or a vampire glove amongst your personal items would be rather different. (Double-take and a step backwards rather than a blasé smirk?) I wonder if it’s because handcuffs don’t, generally speaking, involve any sort of pain on the wearer’s part and are thus far less confrontational than other forms of kink, which may have some sort of marked sensation component attached to them? Continue reading →