The title for today’s post could just as easily be ‘Yearning Blisse’. I am yearning, needing, wanting. Anticipation is a wonderful thing but God, I want all the kinky, filthy, sadistic things done to me and I want...
Transfiguration I come to you. Bowed under the burden of my anxieties from mundane to insane and back again. Zig-zagging through my mind a million times a minute. Telling myself there’s nothing in it and carrying on Under the weight...
I’ve said to several people that our three year kinkaversary simultaneously feels like it can’t possibly be that long and like we’ve been on the scene forever. But yes, 3 years ago on the First Friday of May Kev and I went to Miss...
Friday before last was mine and Kev’s 3rd year kinkaversary. So We headed to the Daytime Do at Miss T’s and had some fun with medical staples. We like to do something a little different each year to celebrate the first...
So, my partner H is also known as Kitty,well to me anyways. At Cocktails and Fuck Tales their housemate drew a kitty on my hand (to show I’d bought my ticket) and that made me smile. H, my Kitty, made my boobs into what I...
Want. I want you. I want to touch your body, I want to explore your soft and hard contrasts, To find all the secret spots that make you gasp and moan and writhe. Miss. I miss you. I miss all of you. I miss all of you on all of me...
I realise that my diary-like accounts of meetings with H run long. I’ve looked at this one and thought about splitting it up, but you know, I think it’s works best all together like this. So, fair warning, this is a long post...
So, last time I was at H’s, I ‘stole’ a scarf. They say stole, but I say borrowed. I gave the scarf back. Anyway, to compensate them for lack of scarf I took some photos wearing nothing but it. In the process I got...
The last time I saw H, I borrowed their scarf. They keep saying I stole it but I’m giving it back when I see them tomorrow (squee!). I love how it feels wrapped around me like a memory of their touch.
So, it’s times like this i pinch myself. In Barcelona doing smut stuff! This was this afternoon on the hotel roof terrace. pic.twitter.com/rxmqJMlefv — Victoria Blisse (@victoriablisse) April 25, 2019 I posted this tweet...
My Hand Adore you So much That sometimes my hesitant touch Is barely enough for you to register. As I hold my breath for the gorgeousness of you. Each moan, each returned caress grounds me, arouses me, empowers me to be more...
I just spent a few days in Barcelona visiting the Fetish.com crew, aren’t I the lucky one? It was an amazing few days. We had a lovely hotel room and from the moment I walked in I knew I wanted to do something with all the mirrors...