Friday, May 18, 2018

OPP: Period Woes, Celebrity Sex Tapes, and OTK

This is not one of my old posts, but one by Pervertically Virtuous (scroll to bottom for more info)
(FYI: all links in this post are good)

Pervertically Virtuous posted: "The two weeks following the swinger/BDSM play party in NYC were largely sexless. First it took a couple of days to recover from the partying and lack of sleep. Even after I recovered physically, I was in a weird funk: I was supposed to be working on my ne"

recovered post by Pervertically Virtuous

Period Woes, Celebrity Sex Tapes, and OTK

by Pervertically Virtuous

[photo added 2016, original lost in transfer]
The two weeks following the swinger/BDSM play party in NYC were largely sexless. First it took a couple of days to recover from the partying and lack of sleep. Even after I recovered physically, I was in a weird funk: I was supposed to be working on my next academic paper, but didn't feel like it; all I wanted to do was blog. Slave-boy wasn't around for almost a week - right after the party he went to his parents' house in Boston to help them move to Florida. When he got back, he had to work until late every single day. On top of that, it was the week before getting my period when my sex drive is in the gutter. So I hadn't played with slave-boy - or anyone else - since the play party.

And then, my period was late. That never happens, except the two times when I was pregnant. My whole adult life, my period has been remarkably regular: Over the last couple of years, it has visited me every 26 days with at most 1 day fluctuations. So this was really unusual. I felt bloated and heavy and grumpy as if I were going to get my period, but that could be from my body just doing it out of habit. I had felt those signs those two times I was pregnant around the time I was supposed to be getting my period and I never did.

I didn't think I could be pregnant, there was no reason to. Sure, I'm not on hormonal birth control and I have unprotected sex with my husband and slave-boy, but neither of them had come inside me. I've been using the coitus interruptus method of pregnancy prevention for a very long time and it has never failed me. I've heard of people getting pregnant that way – from pre-cum, but the risk is so minuscule that I've decided it is worth it. Yet, on the 28th day I started to get a bit worried. After all, the risk is not 0. I sent slave-boy out to get a pregnancy test. Peed on the thing as soon as I could. Negative. Phew.

The evening on the 29th day – slave-boy's first day off since he came back from Boston and the day I had planned and promised him a nice beating – I got my period. I started cramping, I was not feeling like wielding a paddle or doing anything that required any physical strength. Unsurprisingly, I was also not feeling particularly sexual.

So instead, we watched Backdoor Teen Mom: The new 'celebrity' sex tape with a former reality show Teen Mom star, Farrah Abraham, and everybody's favorite male porn star these days, James Deen. I don't follow pop culture much, so I had no idea who Farrah was or what this sex tape was about, but the night before I had been following Epiphora's live tweets about it (check them out at #FarrahDeen), and they were so hysterical that I decided I had to watch the movie. I had slave-boy pirate it for free (I would never pay for something like that) and after dinner we sat down to watch it.

[photo added 2016, original lost in transfer]
It was bad. It was really bad. It was so obvious that this was not an amateur sex tape between two people who are dating (as Farrah was apparently trying to portray it); it was so obvious that she was doing this in some desperate attempt at Kardashian-type stardom; it was so obvious that she wasn't really enjoying herself. In fact, she was a retard, a complete moron with a 5-second attention span at best, who seemed to have no idea how sex works. Deen showed an incredible amount of tolerance and gentlemanly behavior, patiently leading Farrah – step-by-step – into doing what she had paid him to do there: shoot a porno. Aside from the few times he managed to shut her up and hold her still long enough to fuck her for a few minutes (and even made her squirt at one point!), it was painful yet irresistible to watch this young woman make a complete idiot out of herself. It was like watching the porn version of Ricky Gervais' The Extras. Like watching a train wreck. You cringe, but cannot look away.
After the movie was over, my morbid curiosity was peaked and I had to see what this girl was like in that reality show that made her a 'celebrity' in the first place (please note I'm using this term very loosely). We found on Netflix the 1st episode of the Teen Mom season she was in, and sure enough, she was a complete moron when she was a teen too. Only with fewer plastic surgery adjustments. No surprises there. My god, that show was pathetic. Everyone on it was so pathetic and desperate. I couldn't stop thinking how lucky I've been... or lamenting the days when MTV was actually a music TV station...

By the time we finished the show, the ibuprofen had started working and I wasn't cramping as much. I so wanted to give slave-boy a bit of a beating, but one that didn't require much of a setup. So I thought I'd try something different, something we have never done before – an over-the-knee spanking (or paddling, to be more precise)! I had him bring the paddle. Unrestrained, just bent over my knee, I started striking his ass with light and medium strokes. It was a unique experience. The skin-to-skin contact, holding him close to me, on my own body while pounding his ass was very different from the tactilely detached experience of beating someone off your body. Most of our impact play is done with restraints as slave-boy really enjoys the sense of helplessness that comes with them, so OTK never seemed like something special or extreme enough. But I was starting to get the appeal of it.

We enjoyed that for a bit. It wasn't going to lead to any orgasms for either of us - at least not that evening, but I had definitely discovered something that I might do again. It was getting late though, and we eventually went to bed.

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Pervertically Virtuous | May 17, 2013 at 10:09 am | Tags: abortion, celebrity sex, OTK, period, porn, slave | Categories: BDSM, Life According to Z 
In the process of recovering my own old posts via email I discovered some of P.V.'s. Like me, her old accounts have been terminated, and she seems to have disappeared from the internet. This is a damn shame since I consider her one of the best sex bloggers I've ever had the chance to read and follow. I'm reposting her old posts as a historical archive, and if she ever returns to blogging I'm happy to hand them back to her.
To be clear: the copyright on this work is hers, and remains with her - I didn't write it and I make no claim to it.

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