Sinful Sunday 662 – Phew!

The letterbox rattled, followed by a gentle thud. A letter makes less noise and the postman hadn’t rung the bell, so this was something in between. A package. The condoms had been delivered. I’d received the STI home test kit. My cock cage had arrived. The anatomical sheath would need collecting from a delivery point. … More Sinful Sunday 662 – Phew!

Sinful Sunday 627 – Objet d’Arse (or In-vase-ive)

There has been a load of decluttering and tarting up around the house recently, in an attempt to help accelerate both its sale and what feels like an interminable divorce. The detritus of family life has been boxed up and anything even approaching chic has been pulled to the front of freshly dusted shelves. Including … More Sinful Sunday 627 – Objet d’Arse (or In-vase-ive)

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Three or four times now, Claire has asked Is there anything else? I can’t remember precisely what has preceded these questions, except to say that they have followed revelations about my interest in kink. • Claire knows I’m into latex and has expressed an interest in indulge my kink. [Ed: Truth be told, Claire has … More More?