I have an appointment with the gynecologist today. 

I’m not saying this is how I’d want it to go.

But I certainly wouldn’t complain.


Somebody might be excited to see who turned up on one of his favorite shows last night in kitty ears.

Y’know. Probably definitely totally.


Hello Ivy, here is a submission of my tits with clothespins that my Sir ordered me to put on, which were super ow; let me know what you think  😉 

If you or any of your followers would like to submit to my blog, it would be much appreciated in more ways than one 🙂

 – My Sir gave me the challenge of obtaining 10 female submissions to my blog. My reward: some well earned play time from him. It’s been a long duration of denial and I would like to end the teasing texts and pictures. So I’m offering a nude submission in return for a female submission to my blog. Help a sub end her denial period because her pussy badly needs to be fucked hard. 

lace-and-ribbons-galore sends me the cutest submissions ever. Thank you for sharing.

While I don’t submit to other tumblrs, if any of you all want to support her cause, send along a photo.


Teaching stinks because now I have to be super super careful about visible bruises.



I first met Nilla when I accidentally flashed him while showing Flint a bruise he’d given me on my breast. Of course, I was only about 500% embarrassed about that.

The second time, I met up with him, Flint and one of their mutual partners, the Librarian, for drinks. We had a fun evening, but at the end of the night we went our separate ways. But, while I was sucking Flint’s cock that night, he got a text from Nilla and replied with an explanation of what I was up to. I blushed like crazy.

The third, we ended up hanging around and I whined about how it’s been too long that I’ve been spit-roasted and Flint pointed out that my dress was a little see-through and I started blushing like crazy all over again. Flint tried to initiate something, having me walk ahead of them while they discussed me. We were both coming down with the same cold, and we were both feeling a little awkward when Flint basically suggested a threesome. I understood why he thought it might break the ice, but we both got shy.

The fourth happened because we both texted each other the night after the third saying we’d felt awkward and we both wanted to get to know each other a little better. Even though he had a flight the next evening, we made time to see each other in the morning. We had coffee and got to know each other. I learned he wasn’t terribly kinky, but that doesn’t bother me all that much. He’s good-looking and funny and we have very easy conversation. 

Right before we said goodbye, he asked if he could kiss me. Finally, the context felt right. 


I’m heading to bed with a serious case of porno brain.

And a desire to have all sorts of horrible things happen to me.