Vibrator Kingdom are a thoughtful lot! Since my name is Blacksilk, they said, how about reviewing some black satin? What VK have done here is take the YESforLOV Black Satin Blindfold (£9.99) and the YESforLOV Caressing Feather (£9.99) and combined them into a Sense Me Sensual Gift Set of the two for £17.49. The idea is that you’ll get two items that complement each other for a lower price.

THE BLINDFOLD

The YESforLOV Black Satin Blindfold is a very long (over four feet), 2.75″ wide strip of double-thickness black satin printed with the gold YESforLOV logo on each end. It is to be placed around the eyes and tied in a bow or knot at the back of the head. What’s nice about it is that, since it is long and sturdy, it can actually double up as a tie for your lover’s hands if you fancied some sensual, light bondage, which makes it pretty versatile.

The satin is a lovely material, glossy, soft and cool and very sensual, while the black is a classic colour. It feels very comfortable and luxurious on the skin and is clearly high-quality. It is certainly sensual, but where it falls down somewhat is in function.

Like most blindfolds that are a simple ‘ribbon’ style, the nose bridge is the issue. Even pulled down fairly low, you can see out through gap created by your nose; pull down any further and you’ll see out of the top. What’s more, if the room is brightly lit, you’re actually able to partially see through the blindfold to see silhouettes. In good light, I was able to count how many fingers.

It’s not a damning blow. Some people don’t actually mind if their blindfolds aren’t watertight, letting the concept of blindfoldiness do the work, some even prefer a teasing gap. If you’re looking for something functional, this might not be for you, but for a certain kind of tease, it’s great. It depends on your tastes.

THE FEATHER

The YESforLOV Caressing Feather is a fluff of soft marabou feathers on a stick made from black plastic, stamped with the gold YESforLOV logo. It is designed to be swept and tickled over the skin to titillate. The whole brush, including feathers, is only eight inches long (half stick, half feathers), so easy to travel with or store.

The Caressing Feather came with a little sleeve of clear plastic over the feathers, which you’ll probably want to keep as it protects the feathers and will help stop them getting ratty. I’d also suggest you be careful of getting the feathers damp with lube or what have you.

I love this. I’ve had a feather stick before, but it was made from cheap feather-boa-style feathers and reminded me all too much of a feather duster. This one is different. It’s soft and sensual and made me tingle and shiver far more than I expected. It feels particularly good on the obvious areas, but also my spine and thighs. It really does caress rather than tickle.

The sensations can be varied by only using the very tip or by using the whole set of feathers, by moving slow or fast, by straight lines or little wiggles, smooth or skipping. It turned me on more than I expected and was a fantastic sensation.

COMBINATION AND CONCLUSION

The Sense Me Sensual Gift Set‘s combination of blindfold and feather works very well and provides for a sensual, teasing time between a couple or more. The combination of being blindfolded and a sensory toy is a great idea as losing one sense (your sight) heightens all your others, leaving you more susceptible to the caress of the feathers. I actually wrote a post here on the blog about what happened when Crush and I used the Sense Me set together, which will show you how great a combination the items in it are.

The blindfold could perhaps do with a bit of concealed wire on the nose bridge to stop peeking and could perhaps be a bit thicker, but it is comfy and silky and sexy. If you want a more functional blindfold, perhaps look elsewhere, but for a light-hearted and sensual one, this is lovely. The feather is practically flawless, however.

As a package, the set is great and its items work very well together to help create a particular mood. You can pick up your Sense Me Sensual Gift Set up from Vibrator Kingdom now.

♦ When TMI Tuesday talks sex, I talk TMI Tuesday. This one looks like a particularly interesting-looking one. ♦

1. If your lover was turned on by forced feminisation would you participate (giving or receiving)?

I would certainly participate, but it’s not something that overly appeals to me. I don’t like frills on men much, but lace is a good look on men in the knickers area. I have a few pictures I love of men in corsets and stockings, but even then I prefer the less floofy look. My friend Alt cross dresses in women’s clothes often and I’ve got to admit he’s pretty hot when he does, but I don’t actually like it when he wears things that are too girly-girl. I even like my skirt-wearing men ungirly! Though I stand to be corrected.

Anyway, I’d totally participate if my partner had a kink for it for several reasons: 1) It doesn’t squick me or bother me, so I should indulge it because they enjoy it, 2) It’d certainly be interesting and 3) I might even like it because of how much they enjoy it.

I probably wouldn’t let anyone sissify me, though, but then I can’t see why feminising a girl’d appeal to anyone. :P

2. When you have sexual dreams or fantasies that are aggressive or cruel, does it worry you?

It used to. I’ve had some vivid sex dreams and some of them have actually been quite disturbing for a variety of reasons. I’ve had some aggressive/cruel ones too. They come in two flavours: A) I’m the victim, B) I’m the perpetrator.

In the case of A, it used to bother me a fair bit, but then, most things did. Recall that for quite a while I was terrified of liking women in case I became a lesbian. At the time, it made sense, now it doesn’t. So, yes, when at quite a young age I had one of my typical action-damsel-in distress (even tied up it was because I was a kick-ass hero) daydreams turn into sexual assault and rape, I was pretty worried. These days, I understand it and myself better and I’ve accepted the fact that there’s nothing to worry about, whether I like to think about sexual violence or not.

In the case of B, it’s harder to say. I don’t tend to consent to these kind of thoughts as they play out in my dreams. I tend not to fantasise about sexual cruelty, it flings itself at me now and then when I sleep. Since those scenarios are not OK and not hot, I worry a little. But it’s just the subconscious cocking me about in the end.

3. Tell us your hottest filthiest fantasy, right now, in 100 words or less. 
This is the fantasy about your desires that you probably never share, maybe they even go against your morals, or are societal taboos.

I don’t have just one “hottest fantasy” and I certainly don’t have any that I probably never share because they’re taboos or what have you. You might have noticed that I’m not big on caring about taboos. I’m also not sure I could have a fantasy that goes against my morals. Sure, some of them might not be moral to do, but there’s nothing it’s immoral to think of.

Take your pick from my hot fantasies, though: threesomes, group sex,  forced sex, genderfuck, girl-on-girl, exhibitionism, voyeurism, pegging, being used and abused, all sorts.

4. Which super hero would you like to have sex with? Why?
a. Aquaman
b. Superman
c. Wonder Woman
d. She-Ra

I mean, is there really any other choice? I neither know nor care about Aquaman, Superman is a dull-as-dishwater goody two-shoes made of too much hunk and She-Ra isn’t really my taste. Long blonde hair? Eh. Why, when you can have a skimpily dressed brunette who comes with her own bondage gear.

Wonder Woman is literally made for fetish and whiffs of rampant lesbianism. Perfect.

5. Knowing there’s a hot young couple in the adjoining hotel room, would you press your ear against the wall to hear the action on the other side?

Well, spluh. Free porn! I’m beginning to realise I’m quite the voyeur, actually. Night-time journeys on trains are always accompanied by me staring out of the train fantasising about catching a glimpse of something lewd in a lit-up window. Sadly I’ve never had neighbours I could hear that well. Just a few half-caught groans here or there at best.

6. Do you think the lure to live out sexual fantasies or have sex frequently is amplified by technology? Briefly explain.

Yes. I certainly feel this myself. I have plenty of fantasies I haven’t yet tried and I might well not mind too much that I haven’t done them if it weren’t for the Net. But I go on Twitter or I read blogs and I hear stories of other people fulfilling my fantasies and having super-hot sex and I want that. I get jealous. Even if I’m currently experiencing a great streak of fantastic sex, I get jealous. The Internet exposes me to what I can’t yet have. The word ‘yet’ is important. I’m patient, but determined.

Bonus: Describe your fantasy life in three (3) words.

I want more.

Whilst I could have just pulled down his trousers, slapped it on and sent him off to play, I had other plans too. We had a new pair of toys to try out and I felt like fucking.

It was when his trousers reached his knees and kept going that he knew something was up. Playful, he started a fake struggle, but I easily pulled the trousers from his legs. He’d been topless before, so now he was naked. And so was I. I squirted the cooling emollient onto his bare bottom and began to slowly, sensually rub it in. I massaged his arse and he practically purred his content.

When he was suitably moisturised, I got out the new black satin blindfold and the little black feather brush I’d been sent. I fixed the ribbon blindfold around Crush’s head as snugly as I could, well aware that it was more of a ‘sensual’ blindfold than a functional one and that he could see out by his nose bridge. When he was as sightless as I could make him, I took the feather stick and started to dance it over his skin.

After his back and bum, I rolled him over, paying careful attention to brushing the feathers over his chest, thighs and semi-erect cock. Of course, he liked the cock the best, but soon wanted even stronger sensations. Taking a gorgeous purple bottle of ylang ylang and patchouli massage oil from my drawer, I poured a thin line of the liquid on him from chest to cock.

I straddled his legs and leant forward, pushing my breasts and belly against his skin, smearing the massage oil across us both. Slowly I rubbed my body against his, writhing on top of him and covering us in scented slickness. He loves it when I straddle him and rub my body on his and this was even better. I’m certain the blindfold allowed him a sneak peek of my glistening breasts and my wriggling, but no matter.

I could feel his smooth, hard body and particularly his now-rigid cock as I glided over him, both of us getting tense and frenzied. His hands were on my arse, gripping and scratching as my pussy slid over him. God, I wanted to fuck him right there and then.

But I had to be good. After all, I knew I’d like the feather experience more than he would and I had a job to do.

He made it hard, of course, whispering dirty things at me, but he relented. He sat me up and tied the blindfold around my head. As expected, I had a gap I could peek through. He ran the feathers lightly over my back, being particularly teasing with the base of my spine and the nape of my neck.

It felt surprisingly sexy. I shivered and it felt supremely sensual, making my pussy tingle with the sensation. His sudden hand on my chest pushed me gently but firmly backwards and I lay back into the pillows. Taking my arms one by one, he fixed them to the headboard with our softer cuffs. I was firmly held in place and all-but-blind to him.

He played the feather stick around my breasts and stomach and then over my thighs and pussy. It felt soft, like the light brush of skin on skin. It was fantastic to be held by the cuffs and his body, my sight limited and my sensations focused. I could feel every stroke of the feather and the scent of patchouli caught me.

Crush knelt between my legs and dropped the feather, now using his hands to stroke my body. I felt at the peak of arousal, my nerves singing and finely tuned. He began to rub his erection over the folds of my pussy, massaging the damp flesh and teasing me with hints of entry.

I lifted my legs to allow him better access and he slowly pushed his way inside me. He felt glorious. He moved agonisingly, slow stroke upon slow stroke. I was stupidly aroused and he felt indescribable, the slow movements a change from our usual rough fucking.

Within moments I felt on the edge of orgasm, but the feeling was unusual. He kept his movements slow and changed the angle often, so that I wasn’t pushed over the edge but stayed balanced, feeling the rapture of the start of an orgasm but never quite peaking. if it sounds torturous, it wasn’t. This wasn’t like the frustrating of being close to coming but not quite able to get there, this was being there but being there indefinitely, the quick explosion of orgasm drawn out over the longest time.

I could have done it all night.

But I didn’t. Sooner or later, I suppose Crush would have to have his fun, after all. As I rolled and writhed, drowning in senses and scents, secure in my cuffs, I felt the tell-tale signs of his orgasm. He told me later it was “kind of suppressed”, but still felt great. He continued to move inside me afterwards until my heightened sensation faded and then pulled out.

I was keen for more, though, and he was keen to give it to me. He wanted to hear more moans from me and so I suggested he take the Salsa bullet from the desk and use it on me. He did so, starting on the cha-cha-cha mode which recently helped inspire an erotic story submission and then switching to a steady buzz.

He swirled the tip of the vibrator around my clitoris in circles, taking direction now and again for slower or more pressure or faster. The build was slow, but steady and I relished the fact that my hands were tied for once. I get picky about my clitoris and I like to take over, but now I couldn’t, I was forced to relax and wait for my orgasm to be given to me. With one hand, Crush pinned my legs.

The build began to reach its peak and I pulled hard at my restraints, needing to spread out the tension in my body. I came and howled loudly, not caring for our open windows, thrashing on my cuffs and my held-down legs like a martyr on the rack.

When we were done with play time, Crush lay next to me, holding me as I lay still cuffed and blindfolded. Slowly the cuffs were removed, then my full sight was returned to me and finally I took Crush in my arms with a kiss.

Today I go about my work and my banal day, but the breeze plays on me like a feather and I still catch the scent of ylang ylang and patchouli on my skin and drift into memories of the sensory overload that was my evening. ♦

Image courtesy of A Couple of Wankers*

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Did you miss edition 175? Read it all here. Do you have a review for edition 177? Be sure to read the submission guidelines and then use the submission form to submit before Sunday May 20th @ 11:59pm Pacific Time. Edition 177 will be out Tuesday May 22nd.

*Pleasurists also accepts photo submissions for the art at the top of editions! For more information click here.

Giveaways & Contests:

• Win a Nexus Glide Deadline: May 21st.
• Win a Tenga Lovers Egg Deadline: May 21st.
• Masturbation Month Giveaway! Deadline: May 21st @ Midnight Eastern.
• May Giveaway! Deadline: May 30th.
• May is National Masturbation Month! Deadline: May 30th.
• Win a Tantus Anaconda Dildo and Lube Deadline: May 31st.
• WIN – 80mm RO Bullet by Rocks-Off Deadline: June 15th @ Midnight.
• First Anniversary Giveaway! Deadline: June 15th.
• Win $100 Worth Of Eden Fantasys Gift Cards Deadline: July 18th.

Editor:

Scarlet Lotus

Adult Product Reviews:

Vibrators

• Retro Pocket Rocket by Red Vinyl Kitty
• Jumpin’ Gyrator Rocket by Sammi
• Mini Toyfriend Rebel by Ryuson
• Jopen Vanity Vr6.5 by Karen Blue
• Jopen Vanity Vr5.5 by Beanfiddler
• Cal Exotics Solarstim Bullet by Rose Rouge
• MetalWorx Waterproof Vibrator by Mistress Kay
• Trojan Tri-Phoria by True Pleasures
• Trojan Triple Pleaser by Karen Blue
• Basics Tongue Ring by Rose Rouge
• Basics Finger Dome by Rose Rouge
• Basics Powerful Love Egg by Rose Rouge
• Adam and Eve Mini Strap-On Butterfly by Rose Rouge
• Angel’s Star Dust Long Eared Rabbit by Rose Rouge
• Hitachi Magic Wand by Kitten
• Wand Essentials 7 Function Wand by A Couple of Wankers
• Tantric Nirvana by Mistress Kay
• Tantric Chakra by Adriana
• Passion Clit Teaser by Mrs JoJo
• Extase La Metropole by Mistress Kay
• Rocks Off RO-80mm by Mrs JoJo
• Lovehoney G-Spot Happy Rabbit by A Couple of Wankers
• Lovehoney G-Whizz by llellsee
• Pirate’s Pendant by Mistress Kay
• Shag Factory Love Missile by Kitten
• Bswish Bcurious by Mrs JoJo
• Eroscillator by DIY Orgasms
• The Ejaxxulator by Cooper
• Wahl 7-in-1 by Red Vinyl Kitty
• Leaf Life by Epiphora

Dildos

• Joyful Pleasure Hot Pepper Glass by Mistress Kay
• Joyful Pleasure 24K Double Pleasure Wand by Pixel
• Wet For Her Five Small Jules by llellsee
• Vamp Talula by Mistress Kay
• Tantus Tsunami by Karen Blue
• njoy Pure Wand by Red Vinyl Kitty
• Vixen Creations Vixskin Mustang by DIY Orgasms

Anal Toys

• Lovehoney Bionic Bullet Anal Wand by llellsee
• Lovehoney Booty Buddy by Rose Rouge
• Tantus Little Flirt by True Pleasures
• Flexi Risque Ripples by Flowering Ooo
• Basics Slimline Butt Buddy by Rose Rouge

Sleeves, Rings, & etc.

• Lovehoney Oh! Ring by Mrs JoJo
• Lovehoney Bionic Bullet Cock Ring by Rose Rouge
• Fleshlight Girls Tori Black Forbidden by Overstimulated Male
• Fleshlight Ice Crystal by Overstimulated Male
• Travel Gripper B.J. and Pussy by FunCouple

Harnesses

• BS is Nice Black Leather Harness by A Couple of Wankers
• Sportsheets Seduxe Latigo by Blacksilk
• Shiri Zinn Harness by DIY Orgasms

Lube, Massage Oil, Bath Stuff, & etc.

• Shunga Erotic Massage Oil by Rose Rouge
• Durex Very Cherry by Rose Rouge
• Earthly Body Suntouched Candle 3-in-1 by Nichole
• Madonna Nudes Intimate Desire Massage Oil by A Couple of Wankers
• System JO Clitoral Gel by Beanfiddler
• Kama Sutra Massage Therapy Kit by Nichole
• Super Silk by Mrs JoJo

BDSM/Fetish

• Black Foxtail Handcuffs by Beanfiddler
• Sportsheets Body Tickler Ball Chain Whip by Joanna Cake
• Nipple Suckers by DIY Orgasms
• Inked Restraints Tattoo Wrist Cuffs by Mistress Kay
• Bondage Boutique Leather Ankle Cuffs by Mrs JoJo
• Rabbit Fur Lined Handcuffs by CLP
• Jack Boot Paddle by Pixel

Adult Books & Games

• The Smart Girl’s Guide to the G-Spot by Karen Blue
• The Secrets of Great G-Spot Orgasms & Female Ejaculation by Mistress Kay
• Luscious: Stories of Anal Eroticism by Bzzingbee

Adult DVDs & Porn

• The Stepmother 4: Her Secret Past by Sammi
• Kristina Rose: Unfiltered (Disc 1) by J.D. Bauchery
• By Appointment Only #10 by Ginger Leigh
• Six Degrees of Penetration by J.D. Bauchery
• Taxi Vol. 1 – Scene 1 by Ginger Leigh
• Geek Girls – The Gamers by J.D. Bauchery

Lingerie

• Belly Dance Hip Scarf by True Pleasures
• Kissable Lace Babydoll & G-string by Adriana
• Fishnet Mini Dress with Pleated Skirt by Red Vinyl Kitty
• You’re Busted! Policeman Costume by True Pleasures
• Ellie Shoes Sadie Boots by True Pleasures

Miscellaneous

• The Tantalizer by Red Vinyl Kitty
• Masque Oral Strips by Mrs JoJo
• Bedroom Kandi Hold On to Me by Epiphora
• One Mixed Pleasures Condoms by Overstimulated Male
• Clone A Willy Kit by llellsee
• Private Packer by Delilah Captor
• LELO Luna Beads by Dangerous Lilly

The RO-80mm by UK sex toy manufacturer Rocks Off is arguably one of the most famous bullet vibrators there is. Not only is it used to power the vast majority of other Rocks Off toys (like the Rock Chick, Bad Boy, etc.), but it seems to be generally touted as THE bullet vibe.

Well, I’ve finally tried one and now you get to read my review, without me making any awful ammunition/gun-related references.

The RO-80mm comes in a clear plastic tube not much bigger than the toy itself, with a little pop-off lid and some information on a sticker on the side. The packaging is fantastic as it’s no fuss and great for travel and storage.

The bullet is made from body-safe ABS plastic and comes in several different colours, though mine is a lovely shiny black. The battery cap is silvered plastic and twists off to change batteries. On the end of the cap is a rubber push button that turns the vibrator on and off. This button is a little tricky, I find, as it depresses a long way and starts the vibe long before it clicks in, meaning I often have to try a few times to get it to stay on.

The RO-80mm is small (being about finger-sized), very light and nicely shaped with the tip curving nicely into a precise point. I love bullets that are actually bullet-shaped because they’re very versatile: the tip allows focused use and the side of the tip can be used for wider vibration and less pointy pressure.

It takes a single N size battery, which is going to be supremely annoying when it runs out. I can barely find AAAs or AAs when I need them and I’m pretty sure my house contains no N batteries except this one. Toys with annoying batteries have to go the extra mile to please, because they have to ensure they’re good enough that I’ll go to the effort of buying their weird batteries after they go kaput.

The bullet is single-speed and I’m the kind of person that tends to just whack a vibrator to the highest speed and stick to it anyway, so as long as the single speed is decent, that’s fine. This is where I have my main problem with the RO-80mm. I’ve heard people rave about this thing because the vibrations are so strong, but I’m honestly not feeling it.

It just doesn’t seem much stronger than any other bullet. I suppose the vibrations are decent enough, but they’re incredibly surface-buzzy and just don’t rumble or go deep enough for me. If surface-buzzy is your thing, though, you might well feel this is a lot stronger. I like a vibrator to make me go “Ooh!” when I apply it to my clitoris, but with this it was just “Oh, hey, I guess there’s some buzzing down there sorta.” With enough effort it makes me come, but I’d choose almost any bullet I own over this.

On the plus side, and this is great news if you’ve already decided buzzy vibrations are for you, it’s a very discreet bullet. It is small and very quiet. This is perhaps why so many people love the RO-80mm. I have no shame, so I don’t care if my housemates hear buzzing, but I know a lot of people prefer quiet vibrators and see noise as an important issue. Not only could we not hear it through the door, but I’ve successfully covered up the sound with just my ample thighs and the low hum of a computer fan. So it’s quiet.

It’s waterproof too, which makes it extra awesome and versatile. It also makes it a lot easier to clean, but I wouldn’t go as far as saying it’s easy because the engraved logo is a bit of a bitch. I ended up with stuff stuck in those thin lines, mouse-cheese style (you know, how your computer mouse picks up crap in the grooves). Getting it out was a pain.

CONCLUSION

Rocks Off RO-80mm is a dinky little bullet that is quiet, discreet and travels well. It is shaped very nicely, but I find that personally it doesn’t stand up to the claims about its strength. Its vibrations are nothing to write home about and are made less impressive by the fact that they are shallow and buzzy rather than having the rumbliness I prefer.

I’ll be honest, I’ve been horribly spoiled for bullets by the amazing We Vibe Tango and Salsa, but even looking at bullets purely in the RO-80mm’s price range, I’m not amazed. That said, it has many good points, is cheap and, impressively, waterproof. If you don’t mind a slight lack in power or you’re the kind that prefers surface or buzzy vibration, you’d probably like this toy. Plenty of people do, just not me.

I’d honestly recommend looking at the We Vibe bullets, which (though more expensive) are way stronger, better and rechargeable so you spend less on daft-sized batteries. If you do want a Rocks Off RO-80mm, though, you can get one very cheaply at The Boudoir. ♦

No, this is something else. I get in a playful mood, especially on weekends when the day is lazy and young. A playful mood that likes hugs and kisses and all sorts more. That’s when Crush will hear the playfully plaintive cry of “Oh, no, I’ve fallen over! Help!” and come in to find me strewn across the bed.

This weekend I was even more trouble than usual and in want of a good spanking. Our daily efforts fell apart a little while back and it had been too long. So I called for him, my body bent forward over our bunched up duvet and my bum wiggling in the air.

I kept my head facing down and away, another quirk I love for some unknown reason. I heard Crush enter, but he wasn’t going for me. Not yet. I heard him rattling at the kinkier of our two drawers, which put my mind on instant alert. I felt a thrill run through me at him taking this so seriously. But I’d accidentally blocked the drawer up so he couldn’t get in. I was almost as angry with myself as he pretended to be. I wanted to be hit with things.

I reminded him that our flogger still hung on the door handle, but he dismissed it straight away. Too soft, he said. He wanted something hard to use on me. I needed to be punished.

He climbed behind me and pulled down the tiny shorts I was wearing. It was the first warm afternoon since I’d bought my roller derby shorts and I’d been determined to flaunt them. My arse was now bared, no knickers to be seen, my shorts around my thighs. He began to spank me hard and harsh, putting his arm into each blow.

I snuggled my face into the pillows and luxuriated in the roughness. It really had been too long. I was still feeling too antsy just to lie there and take it, though. I wiggled and wriggled and occasionally tried to throw him off or escape altogether. Of course, he was as determined as I was cheeky, so all it did was make him pile his weight firmly on top of me and fix me still. And hit me harder. It was occasionally too rough, but only too rough just enough. Soon I was moaning my satisfaction into the bed and thrusting myself back and forth into his strikes.

I wanted more, I wanted as hard as he could give, but it was over too quickly. When it was, though, he pulled me over and leaned menacingly into my face.

“Tell me you’re my dirty little slut,” he hissed.

My cunt pulsed and my eyes widened. I fucking loved it. I smiled happily back at him as I replied. “I’m your dirty little slut.”

We kissed and stroked each other before he pulled me on top of him and lay back,  running his hands over my still-bare bum. I peppered his mouth with kisses. Even so, he hadn’t quite dominated the mischief out of me. I snuck in a little nip at his lip and he turned stern.

“Don’t think you’re in charge just because I let you be on top.” He warned and I smiled as innocently as I could manage.

It was all a lie, though. I wanted trouble. More than that, I wanted retribution. I wanted him to destroy the impudent little slut I was making of myself. I wanted a reaction. When I went to bite his lip a second time, I got one.

Quicker than I could process, his hand had clutched at my throat and he’d started to propel me backwards at speed. He was strong, oh, I’d forgotten how strong when he wants to be, and I was on my back at his mercy. I wasn’t sure there was any mercy. The whole thing was forceful and fantastic. A hand on my throat was already a weakness of mine, but being pushed about like a ragdoll was more than I could dream of.

Still with my neck in his grasp, his free hand pulled off my short shorts entirely. When they were discarded, he whipped up my tshirt to expose my breasts and then pulled it over my face, letting go so that it covered my head. I’d seen football players do similar to celebrate a goal, but this had none of the roaring stupidity and was all shame and sex and submission. I could still see slightly through the thin fabric, but my head was tilted upwards and away from Crush and any movement would dislodge the tshirt, making me effectively bound like this. I liked not being able to see what he was doing. I wanted to be his thing.

He pulled my legs up and pushed himself inside me roughly, making me gasp in pleasure. He took my hands and placed them atop my breasts, using them to lean on, pushing his weight down on me and making me squeeze and massage myself as he pounded me. I was his toy, his slut and he was showing me what he could do, showing me punishment, using me for his pleasure. He was in control and I was his to fuck and abuse, his to thrust his cock into, to spill his seed into, to force to come.

I felt filled with a strange sort of energy and my body tingled with feeling as my mind reeled in submission. When we came together, it was only the icing on the cake. ♦

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Anyway, I have a strap-on harness, or a few, and a goodly number of dildos. Long and fairly thin (like the one below, which is the Tantus Niagara), small and veiny, gorgeous and realistic, neon and slim, curved and chic, flexible and artsy. Heck, with the latest review item I’ve been sent, I even have a fantastic take on the stereotypical massive black one. And all of those have just the right base for putting in a harness.

Crush isn’t into anal or harness stuff, though, so why bother? Well, several reasons actually. Firstly, I originally bought the evil rubber one to experiment with my thoughts around gender. As you may know, I’m into androgyny. I’d love to have a cock of my own to play with and I can even make myself orgasm, in the right mindset, by stroking a cock or strap-on and pretending that I do. A strap-on harness allows me the fun and exploration of make-believe. Plus, it’s great for boinging around and doing the helicopter dick. :P

And besides which, I’m on the lookout for a nice girl to hopefully play with. And oh, how I’d dearly love to fuck a girl with my cock. A real cock would be better, but science continues to fail me, but this would certainly do. I find myself often shifting to a more masculine me around girls, actually. So hopefully if the opportunity arises, my harness will be good for that too.

Until then, I’ll have to stick to strapping one on and hanging out with my wang out. Like so… ♦

Oh, crikey, I don’t know! Less at the moment than I usually do. I’ve been suffering a bit of event comedown and that coupled with life being busy has left me in a less sexy mood recently than I’d like. Judging by the long weekend we just had, though, I’m well on the road to recovery! ;)

I guess I masturbate every few days roughly, sometimes more, sometimes less.

2. What are you doing to celebrate Masturbation month?

I was going to say absolutely nothing, but then I had a thought. What do you think I should do for Masturbation Month?

I masturbate fairly often, but I have a lot of toys so they don’t always all get the love they need. Maybe some kind of toy challenge? Perhaps I should take a photo? Show you some evidence? Make an audio? Write an ode to masturbation? Something else entirely?

What do you want to have me do for Masturbation Month? Hard limits aside, I’ll do the best one!

3. Do you like to watch your partner masturbate?
a. Yes, it turns me on.
b. Sometimes, because it gets my partner very aroused.
c. Not really, it’s boring.
d. No, it’s a turn off.
e. I’ve never experienced it but I’d like to.

Definitely. Crush is hot, wanking is hot, it’s a hot combination. I should do this more.

4. Do you let your partner watch you masturbate?
a. Yes, it turns me on to be watched.
b. Sometimes, because it gets my partner very aroused.
c. No, it’s embarrassing.
d. I’ve never experienced it but I’d like to.

Again, a hot combination. Though I’d say he listens more than he watches as it’s the noises that really get him going.

5. Mutual masturbation? Yay or Nay?

Not just “yay”, but yay! I mean, why on Earth would you say nay?

6. If you had an all-expense-paid trip to San Francisco to attend Masturbate-a-thon 2012 would you go and masturbate? Why or Why not?

Definitely. For a start, I’ve never been to America and San Francisco seems really awesome. I’d definitely take a detour via the Kink.com Armoury too. But not just because, hey, free trip abroad. Also because the Masturbate-a-thon is a great idea and I bet it’d be an amazing experience. It’d be better if Crush could come too,  of course.

Bonus: Are you addicted to masturbating?

No. And I’d say I never have been either. The problem I used to have, instead of addiction, was a fairly unhealthy binge/purge cycle as I was growing up. As I began to discover my sexuality I would have periods where I’d try to find what porn I could wherever I could and think filthy things and touch myself, but then I’d delete and destroy it all and feel horrendously ashamed and guilty. This lasted far longer than it should have, not helped by the fact that it soon turned into “Am I a lesbian?” fun.

Luckily, that’s all done with now. I have no shame or guilt any more. Nor should I. Nor should you. Masturbation, sex, sexual desires, different sexualities, different kinks, they’re all OK, provided you work within consent. As it should be.

The Latigo Leather is made by Sportsheets, specifically their sub-brand of Sedeux, which is focused on strap-on sex. It comes in an interesting but unsubtle card box, featuring a lingerie-clad blonde lady on two sides. The back has some product information and a surprisingly helpful few pictures with instructions for how to get it on (the harness, I mean, ahem). I have no real idea why the box is so what I would describe as ‘wibbly’, but it makes it a little annoying to store.

The Latigo Leather is a fairly basic harness with a pretty basic look: hardly gorgeous, but not ugly. Functional, is perhaps the term. There’s no jazzing it up here. It’s a four-way strap jockstrap-style harness (as oppose to a three-strap thong style), which means that two of the straps go around your hips like a belt and from these come two more straps which come down and around the back of your legs. These four straps then attach to an O-ring which, for the Latigo Leather harness, is held over a leather pad that forms a barrier between your pubic mound and the dildo. There are two reasons to perhaps prefer jockstrap-style to thong-style. Firstly, jockstrap-style may give the wearer more control over the harness’s movement. Secondly, there is no strap going between the legs in the way that a thong does, which means that you can actually access your vagina while wearing it. Always handy.

The harness fits hips up to 60″ (152cm), which is pretty large. For those of you not so au fait with measurements (like me), I’m around a UK size 18-20 and it fits me just fine with plenty of wiggle room left over. Obviously if you’re smaller, you’re going to have a fair bit of excess webbing, which could get annoying, but for me I like that it fits us bigger girls. Nice and inclusive.

Where size is a problem, on the other hand, is in the O-ring department. There’s only one that comes with the harness, a 1.5″ one. Sure, you can switch the ring out, but you’ll have to buy any other sizes separately, which is annoying. If you have one or two faithful 1.5″ dildos, it might not be a problem for you, but I only have half a dozen flared-base dildos and I still have ones both bigger and smaller than 1.5″. It would be much better if it came with other O-ring sizes like its sister the Vibrating Velvet Harness does.

IN USE

So, the Latigo Leather is fairly easy to put on and to use. You step into the straps as if putting on underwear and then pull it up to sit on the right part of you. Once there, you adjust the tightness until it’s nice and snug by pulling the straps through ladder locks (basically the tighteners you get on backpack straps). It’s pretty easy to do.

What about inserting the dildo? Well, turns out actually you should have done that first. Because of the set-up on the Latigo Leather, changing the harness while it’s on is a real bitch. Let me explain. The O-ring attaches to the straps by a popper on the end of each strap, which loops through the O-ring and snaps closed. Easy enough? Not quite. It actually fastens backwards from what you’d expect, with the strap coming over the O-ring, through and under, not the other way around. This makes closing the poppers pretty fiddly.

It’s even harder to open the poppers, because they’re pretty tough and there’s only the smallest bit of excess strapping on them, meaning there’s nothing to pull on and no way to easily grab and open the poppers. I’ve found that you can change dildos in the strap-on with only having to undo one popper if you’re lucky, but it’s not easy or graceful and if you have a spare O-ring you want to switch to, you’ll need to do all four. For this reason, the Latigo Leather is really not suited to switching cocks during play (imagine with lubey hands!) or even really during foreplay. Your partner is not going to be wowed by you clumsily fiddling with this thing. If you like to switch cocks during play, it’s not for you.

It’s not exactly the most comfortable harness, either. OK, so I have little to compare it to, but it can’t be. It has a tendency to sit much lower on my crotch than I’d prefer and the leg straps have a tendency to slip down my legs and all out of place when I move. The only real way to combat these things is to pull all the straps, particularly the leg ones, pretty damn tight. And they’re thin nylon (again, think backpacks) straps, so this is NOT all that comfy. They don’t cut in or chafe me, as such, and they don’t hurt, but after a little while I notice red marks where they’ve been pressing on my legs and I get the desire to take the harness off ASAP. If you’re going for long sessions, this mightn’t be the best choice for you. That said, when it’s tightened up, the Latigo Leather is fairly snug and secure, so that’s good. It certainly bore the brunt of my weight wanging about back and forth!

One thing I really do like about the Latigo Leather is, well, the latigo leather. The leather pad is slightly stiff, which is great as it provides an extra bit of stability, though I find my dildos do still hang way lower than I’d like. I’m not sure if this is the rubber (and therefore stretchy) O-ring, the straps, the pad or what, but I’d like my cocks a little perkier. It certainly needs dildos with more upswing. The leather is good, though. The Vibrating Velvet’s pad is made of, duh, velvet and bunches up really unsexily and stupidly on my crotch, which I hate. The stiffness of the leather pad on the Latigo Leather means that this doesn’t happen at all, making it look a lot better than the velvet in use. That said, I do think the edges of the leather could have been finished a little nicer as it does just look like they cut it out with scissors and stopped there.

CONCLUSION

Look, the Sportsheets Sedeux Latigo Leather Harness is not exactly the finest harness out there, but it’s £28.95, what do you want? What I mean to say is, if you were after a really nice harness, you would have to pay really-nice-harness prices. The Latigo Leather is a basic, affordable harness which does the job, but doesn’t do it amazingly well. That said, I’m pretty pleased with mine. Sure, it’s not perfect, but it’s very good for the price and it’s something to work from. Harnesses can be pretty expensive, which makes this one a great starter.

It has some issues. The nylon straps dig in or slip, the whole thing sits too low and too floppy. I find the fact that it only comes with one O-ring pretty daft and I don’t really understand it.  But it looks fine and it works fine and the leather pad is much nicer than a velvet one. Plus, it fits larger bodies and the jockstrap-style is by far the superior of the two. If you want comfort, finesse or luxury, go elsewhere. If you want to explore harnesses but don’t want to push the boat out, this might suit. If you think it will, you can pick one up at Sex Toys UK now. ♦