30 Jun 2012

the smell of vagina

A friend of me gave me the following link.

the smell of vagina

I don't think I have to add anything, just grin, chuckle, smile.......laugh

Otherwise, you may as well eat some...

Or do ride one! As Finnish artist Mimosa Pale feels the world is to penis orientated.

28 Jun 2012


While You're ill
let me be 
Your maid
Your nurse
Your drink
Your help

While You're ill
I take away
the burdens
the fever
the stress
the work

While You're ill
I will be
Your bed
Your comfort
Your rest
Your pillow

Anything.... You need

27 Jun 2012


little things add up
load my mind
people talking
things to do

passed luggage
heavy, drags
on sometimes
or returns

but I move
still move
and carry
the load

I haven't
crashed so far
direction I choose

funny things
of laughter
love and joy
that I cherish

a touch
a smile
dancing of words
and you

I bath in you
hide in you
don't feel it all
with you

so I move
still move
I will move on

I love the mess 
up my head
and see the beauty
and need of it

25 Jun 2012

midsummer night's dream

I have something with meadows,
more than with woods or the beach.
The colour of the grass, the flowers,
a bright blue sky, just before sunset.
Laying naked on a blanket, with a salad, 
fresh fruits and a glass of cool white wine.
The sounds of the insects
and the wind gently dancing 
a slow fox of loving tenderness.
Butterflies fluttering, spikelets tickling.
Bound, fed and used relentlessly.
The scent of cut grass, when grabbed.

23 Jun 2012


You push me deep
And I fly up high
Soaring right up in the sky
I float and know
You're at the helm
When all overwhelms
But when I drop right
back on earth
I need you there
to show You care
lying in my nest
while I rest
my folded wings
to protect my soul
that reached Your goal
as it needs and clings
onto Your presence
because my fragility
is nothing other
than humility
I gave at all cost
But there and then
is when I'm lost
and simply need
a guiding hand
so I can stand
on my own two feet
that little time
with soothing words
to face the full reality
and climb
out of the blur

22 Jun 2012

orgasm control

There is so much agony, lust en tension
So much love in power exchange
I have no I idea how I should mention
How deeply that all feels

When You grin and make me stop
Until I whimper and moan
Coming close to the top
How deeply that all feels

It is there and than, I obey
Willingly and struggling
With all you demand and say
How deeply that all feels

Only after I truly begged
And show how deeply I commit
Know How You truly dragged
You order me the full impact of it

How deeply that all feels

20 Jun 2012


We chat and I see sentences pass by.
Simply conversation about matters needed.
Suddenly You write to open my cam.
I obediently do, a flash runs through my body.
My legs bound as invisible ropes creep up
out of the floor and bind me.
I put my earphones on hoping to hear
Your voice, close in my ears. 
Your first words bind my waist
Steadfast on the chair, 
pushing my sex on the seat firmly.
I answer as the fog enters the room. 
I am lost and although I answer slowly,
out of the distance I hear words,
orders, counting and You bind
my arms and hands. I sit, breath
and cum over and over again
simply on the rhythm of a song
sang by You in my ear.

16 Jun 2012

Stress relief

Fed up with writing and stressed about trying to please all and everyone in her life she takes her baoding balls for a daily meditation and gently rotates them in her skilled hands. After years she can move them without clashing together. Today is one of those days that she feels tight and desperately seeks ways to relax. The chimes that come from the balls and the deep concentration relax her some.

After a while she lays the balls on the side to mail her Master. Opening her mailbox she notices a link to a short track of a movie sent by her Master. A Master forces a lovely tied up girl into an orgasm. The girl lays on her back and her legs wide in a spreader bar. Her nipples are fastened with small strings to the spreader bar as well and her own movements pull her breasts. She is being forced into orgasm after orgasm. The lovely moans and squeaks of her voice as she cums again and again arouses her immensely and she watches a few times hearing her so close in her headphones as if the girl was in the room with her.

The feel of her body changes when she seeks relief after what she saw. With the balls in her hand she walks to the bathroom and pushes them in her vagina, easy does it, nice and slippery and plays with herself in front of the mirror. The electric toothbrush as a vibrator on her clit takes her right op the moon and she cums delightfully, when suddenly the doorbell rings. Quickly she washes hands and pulls her jeans up and runs down hearing in the distance the bells chime with every step down.

The doorbell rings again and when she opens the door a delivery van is parked in front of her house, the driver hands her a package, which she gracefully accepts for the neighbours.  When the dog brushes against her legs, she knows it is time to go for a walk. Amused and feeling relaxed she decides to go, chiming balls and all. When she picks up the leash, the dog wags her tail happy and with a grin she wags her butt and walks out of the door for an afternoon walk. Enjoying the stroll: her filled pussy and the happy dog. Feeling ever so naughty as she greets fellow dog owners on her path. Actually the whole walk is arousing her deeply again. Especially when she realises it must look funny, her unusual small steps.

Finally home she notices the neighbours are back and offers the package to them and when she returns to her frontdoor she realizes that she left the keys on the side table. There, her situation becomes vividly real. And when she climbs over the fence of her back garden, one of the balls slips out making an uncomfortable bulge in her crotch. She blushes deeply when the neighbour peeks out and asks if she is fine where she has to admit she left the keys in her house. Her head spins, the ball in her pants, the blush on her cheeks and deep very deep inside her the whole situation is very arousing. Would he see it? She walks even more awkwardly to the backdoor. How she wishes her Master had been there to help her out, but than she grins because he probably would roar with laughter. She feels the backdoor and fortunately she forgot to lock it. She slips quickly back in, runs upstairs for some more stress relief.

13 Jun 2012


You saw my longing
And reacted 
I had no idea

Without any warning
You lubricated my arse
and simply entered

Gently moving
Your finger
sliding in

Without struggling
I accepted You
In my tight arse

I felt You pushing
Your hard cock
en how it entered

It was shocking
my first time
until finally

I was enjoying
the rhythmic
fucking in my arse

and left me knowing
I want more
of this

11 Jun 2012

the perfect cunt and education

I received a comment on my post 'The perfect cunt' and it deserves a full answer on my side.


Hi Ara, 

Thank you for sharing your experience and perception about the "perfect cunt". Being in this field (elective surgery) for several years and talking with thousands of women (& men). I am always surprised when people describe this as women seeking "perfection". While some seek a labia reduction for merely cosmetic reasons, the majority of them also experience pain, discomfort or hygiene issues. Similar to a breast reduction (where size of breast can cause back issues), the vulva can also experience pain due the size of labia. While this may not always be a topic women are comfortable discussing or one the media addresses, the issue exists nonetheless. So even though you touch on very valid points. There is no "normal" we are all unique. That is what women should know in regards to the vulva or our bodies in general. My opinion on the matter is that regardless of what women choose, education & knowledge is always the answer. Thank you for having a post on the perfect cunt.



Dear Vanessa,

Thank you for sharing your opinion. Within your opinion you say that the majority of women have labia reduction because they experience pain, discomfort and hygiene issues. So I truly wondered on what basis you have this opinion because so far I haven't found any evidence. What I have found is a few things I would like to share here.

I have not read any about pain of the labia minora and how I dislike that name as it is likely that the name by itself is giving them a ‘false’ identity. I am curious where that comes from. Coming from a cycling country I do know that the saddle of the bike makes a huge difference for the comfort of cycling. And underwear made of synthetic material creates discomfort, itching. Another thing is wearing g-strings or other kinds of lovely and sexy underwear that are too small for the average vulva of adult women. Those pieces are made for the bedroom and not for everyday wear. So where the pain comes from I have no idea? But mostly it comes from either bacteria or yeast. Labia-reduction is not a solution for pain. But of course I might be wrong there. 

Well as I said with pain a lot of discomfort comes from the idea that women think they have an abnormal vulva. They have not but they have the idea that there inner labia are to big simply because they stick out. 
You say you are part of the 'elective surgery'. Actually elective surgery is just a general name of a part of surgery when there is no immediate medical necessity to operate upon a person. And cosmetic surgery is part of that. Doing a little research, and I have to say that little research will be done by most of the women, I come to the conclusion that most of the information given is about beauty and not about the reasons you give above so the internet is spreading this fast and making young girls thinking their vulva is ugly. And even worse than that, the idea is given that larger inner labia is a form of a disorder of the vulva!

They even have a name for it. And yes without even knowing this before I am a long-time sufferer.
So what is this infamous disorder? It is called Hypertrophy of the labia and is actually by most of the ones who undergo surgery done for aesthetic reasons. 

For example hypertrophy of the breasts is not something like large breasts but:

...'Hypertrophy of the breast (macromastia and gigantomastia) is a rare disease of the breasts connective tissues; the indication is a breast weight increase that exceeds 600 grams (21 oz), which enlargement causes muscular discomfort and over-stretching of the skin envelope, leading to ulceration. Hypertrophy of the breast tissues might be caused by increased histologic sensitivity to the female hormones prolactin, estrogen, and progesterone; or an abnormally elevated hormone(s) level in the blood, or both. Macromastia is the bilateral, benign progressive enlargement of the breasts; gigantomastia was first scientifically described in 1648.'...

And although I will recognise that there can be examples of malformed labia, the ones showed are not, those have simply normal inner labia.  So when a doctor confirms the feeling of a woman, and when he earns around 5000 to 10.000 $ for a fairly simple and fast procedure I would indeed say that she has a ‘condition’ that can be helped. I would even show her pictures of vulva that have undergone the procedure without telling her all these women had perfectly normal cunts. But some women feel that their inner labia should be within the boundaries of their outer labia. Some plastic surgeons make around 350.000 $ per month on the igonorance and low selfesteem of women. Not any different to the money made in the cosmetic industry on anti-wrinkle creams and so-called anti-aging creams. None help, are very costly and will not stop the aging process. So a vulva rejuvination is simply saying you have gone through puberty and your labia have enlarged which is ugly as yours should look like a vulva of a ten year old.

Lets look at some numbers in research?

….’ Objective: Our purpose was to describe the surgical procedure, its results, and its complications and to determine whether patients are satisfied with surgical reduction of labia minora in cases of hypertrophy.Study Design: The records of 163 patients who underwent reduction of the labia minora during a 9-year period were reviewed. The ages of the patients ranged from 12 to 67 years (median, 26). Motives for requesting surgery were aesthetic concerns in 87% of the cases, discomfort in clothing in 64%, discomfort with exercise in 26%, and entry dyspareunia in 43%. Anatomic results were assessed 1 month postoperatively. Patient satisfaction was assessed by means of a mailed questionnaire. Results: No surgery-related significant complications were noticed. Anatomic results were satisfactory for 151 patients (93%). Ninety-eight completed questionnaires were returned. Eighty-one patients (83%) found that the results after surgery were satisfactory. Eighty-seven (89%) were satisfied with the aesthetic result, and 91 (93%) approved the functional outcome. Four patients (4%) would not undergo the same procedure again.Conclusion: Labia minora reduction is a simple surgical procedure associated with a high degree of patient satisfaction. (Am J Obstet Gynecol 2000;182:35-40.)’…

So this study already contradicts that the majority is doing it for other reasons than beauty.

I have never read or heard that hygiene is an issue and a factor to reduce labia as labia are very easy to clean. You can simply wash your vulva with water and that is enough. The vagina cleans itself. However a lot of women are conscious of their bodies and feel they should 'clean' themselves of their natural odours and start using vaginal showers, products sold over the counter, or any other products to prevent to be 'smelly'. A pussy is famous for its own odour, which is usually an attractive addition to our sensuality. Next to that we do not taste like chocolate but we taste like women should. That taste can change due to what we eat, but it doesn’t make us smelling bad.
We have become very conscious of being smelly and actually as a matter of fact rather overly hygienic which can cause a lot of problems. Also we are being made conscious about images in the industry, suddenly the expression the ugly cunt has come to life. I have no idea what an ugly cunt is as to me all forms of cunt is beautiful and the ugly cunt is the one seen by women as they have no clue any longer what a cunt should look like, as if there is like one kind of nose or ears. I remember how surprised I was when suddenly the word got out after a picture was taken of a celebrity stepping out of the car with all comments that she has an ugly cunt. I saw nothing but lovely labia there and nothing ugly. But the worst of that was that some uneducated young girls would think they are abnormal. While they are not, actually the abnormality lays within what they perceive as normal, which is childlike vulva or ones that can be seen in for example the playboy. It is like the male penis. How to get a male loose self-esteem? That is when they think that all of them have to look like porn stars with large erected cocks, that last forever and that produces when having an orgasm quite the quantity of sperm.

It is a big money industry and I agree, we need to be educated!

9 Jun 2012

whip me up

kneeling in front of You
my Eyes begging up to You
as all I want to today
for You
whip me up

Meester I take 
the pain for You
lashed with red paint
for You
whip me up

I beg of You please
push me further
ride me harder
for You
whip me up

Because all I want today
is please You with my pain
Please You with my marks
for You
whip me up
please whip me up
into the clouds

8 Jun 2012


You inspire me 
By giving me 
The complet freedom
To experience all
Within me
With You
Without any
Other than
Your bounderies
To write, without
Not just one time
But a 100 times
You are my Muse

7 Jun 2012

do the right thing

How I kneeled at Your feet
softly whispering:
'Friend, help me here,
I am so lost, have no beginning
I' ve lost the one to steer.'
And You didn’t wait 
a second, reached for me
laid my head right on your lap.
Stroked my hair
and ordered a first step:
'You will heal girl!
And I'll be certain
that you rise out of this pit.
As I love you, and do know
I am certain it will fit.'
And I whimpered and I muttered:
'Oh please Sir, it is too soon.'
But you didn’t even listen
and stubbornly repeated:
'Shut up girl, I know it fits.
Know that I am really patient
and will wait for ever more
until the time you tell me
I submit up to my core.
And only after you've told me
I will grab your hair and hold you
to make sure that you will stay.
Because you stubborn little subbie
follows me on my own way.
I will neither pressure,
force you or do anything 
to make you say.
As I only want you willing,
and full heartedly
then I'll own you if I may.'
You placed a kiss on my cheek
and whispered in my ear:
‘Take your time and please heal
and just know that I am near.
I’ll do anything to hold you,
make you stronger
and whatever you decide.
Know that I'll be on your side.
And I whimpered and I muttered:
'Sir, oh please it is too much.
Let me go I don’t deserve.
Don’t deserve your gentle touch.'
You said nothing.
Heard my crying.
Wiped my tears
and simply nursed me.
While I learned to trust you
and address my fears.
Ever since I've never heard,
You being rude or an angry word.
As after months I accepted You 
as my Meester, feeling fully
it was the right thing to do.

6 Jun 2012


The whole car surrounds me like a safety belt.
Feeling safe enough to let all the tension go
inside of me as You drive safely through the streets.
I drift away and see stripes of lights passing by,
stars and reflections. I hear the engine
and the rattling of cobblestones of the old roads.
My clothes suffocate me and I wish I could rip them off.
But I just can’t think how? My blurry mind is drunk of pleasure.
I feel Your hand lightly on my leg as You pull my skirt up.
Caressing my leg through the slick nylons.
I moan with the touch wanting relief, seeking relief
All I feel is that hand far a way, warm and tender.
Your voice in the distance ordering me not to step
into the waves that engulf me but stay afloat.
I hold on with all my might while You keep on driving.
Time, speed I have no clue even where we are,
just how my body is cradled by the movement.
I feel so vulnerable, lost in time and space when I hear You say:
‘Cry, let go my love.’ The tears leaving traces on my cheeks
when they drip down steadily as I let go.
You drive, steering me within all the safety I need.

4 Jun 2012


I wake
after a
deep sleep
stagger to
the bathroom
and give
a golden
to the
head down
trying to 
wake up
move back
to bed
and quietly
try to
slip back
between the
warm covers
but I 
suddenly hear
your dark
sexy voice:
'Did you ask
my slut?'
wide awake
I smile
such a 
start of
the day

2 Jun 2012


I sometimes wish
I was 21 again
with the whole world
of BDSM in front of me.
With all the right people
to guide me.
And to explore
the deep desires
vested within me.
A wide horizon
to walk into.

1 Jun 2012

More Vulva

Hereby, a link with a variety of Vulva which Florida Dom posted,
thank you Sir!

And thank you Noddy Blue,


We are all so lovely and normal!

This post is an addition to the post the perfect cunt