Posts Tagged ‘nipple torture’

I tend to take a lot of photos. Of everything. Yes, everything. There are currently 1,234 on my phone. All taken by me, save one, and most taken in the last month or so. I do download them to my laptop regularly and delete the vast majority from my phone but it does seem to be a never ending cycle. I say majority because there are a few I’ve kept on there that are more than two years old. The photoI used in the post A Matter of Time is the oldest one on my phone and I’d say it is closer to three years old.

Why do I take so many photographs? I don’t know. Many reasons I guess. I like capturing special or funny moments so I can go back and look at them again and again. I like telling a story with pictures. The evolution of my child from a pea in my belly to the fabulous four year old he currently is, and hopefully on to adulthood and parenthood, is one of those stories. One photo I’ve kept is of him at my cousin’s last Christmas with a tiara on and the biggest smile ever. That one will be included on the picture roll at his wedding, should he get married. He’s actually taken one photo that is still on my phone. His first mirror selfie. Oh my!

I also take pictures of things I want to remember, crafty ideas and such, or pictures that inspire a story of fiction. There are pictures I took at the dollar store of pervertables. There are pictures of various jewelry finds and designs to help inspire me for my project with Artist Wife. There is a picture of a bottle of homeopathic asthma remedy my naturopath prescribed that I am currently out of and need to replace. There are pictures of storage units I saw last week at Ikea that would be great in my entryway. There is also a picture I found on Twitter that is the inspiration behind a story I hope to write in time for the A Darker Flame meme this month.

Since beginning this blog more and more of the photos I take are of me and my naked bits. I have found that I am much more an exhibitionist than I ever thought. I also find that these photos show there is more to me that the scars I was used to always seeing when I looked at my body. Some are basic nudity, although very few. The majority, I think, are creative and artistic. Many of these I use for my Sinful Sunday posts. Not bad for an 8 megapixel autofocus with a f/2.4 aperture and LED flash (I have no idea what any of that means!).

You don’t need a big camera and a lot of expensive camera equipment to take a good photograph. This you can trust me on. All of the photos I’ve taken and posted on this blog were taken on a cell phone.

Now, since this is Wicked Wednesday, I couldn’t write a post about photographs and not include a wicked one for you. 😉

clamp marks

my nipple, sporting some lovely clamp marks


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“There is no more lively sensation than that of pain;
its impressions are certain and dependable,
they never deceive as may those of pleasure women perpetually feign
and almost never experience.”

~ Marquis De Sade





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What do you wear to a dungeon? Something black and sexy of course. What you wear over the sexy stuff doesn’t much matter but I wore a very simple and little black dress.

I tried this sexy number. It fit the bill, but it wasn’t quite right.

black lace bra

Then I tried this one and it was the keeper.

blue with bling

I spent some time with my friend, The Big Mean Sadist, and he gave me a few pretty souvenirs to take home. I understand it may be too graphic for some, so rather than post them openly you can click on the photos above to view photos that were taken shortly afterwards (the top photo) then one from this morning (the bottom photo).


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For those of you who are new, I have a bit of a kink regarding my nipples and there are many a pic of them posted here on this blog. Pegs, bands, hot wax, alligator clips, bamboo sticks and the like… LOVE them all!

My current fascination is with hot wax. There is something about it, the anticipation after the candle is lit, not knowing where or when the wax will fall, the hot flash of pain as the first drop lands on my sensitive skin, the warmth that spreads as the wax covering grows. Each step fueling the fire inside and bringing me closer to that wonderful orgasmic release.

I am working on an art project. Wax nipple roses mounted in a frame. The idea came from a friend on FetLife, a joke initially, and the idea stuck with me. The whole concept isn’t complete as yet as I am unsure of how to mount them in a permanent fashion (ideas anyone?),but I am having fun trying new kinds of candles and shades of wax.


Green wax number one was a bit of a dud. Turns out the dark vibrant green was only an outer coating surrounding a white base. It still felt wonderful, of course, but what a disappointment.


Green wax number two was much better. It was a beautiful spruce green colour. The richness of colour doesn’t show in this picture but I quite like the way it looks with the hot wax cooling on the surface showing the different colour variations from the different levels of cooling and the candle with it’s just blown out wick.


Red wax is a favorite of mine. So vibrant and exciting. Surprisingly this is one I can drip very close to my skin, almost touching, and it doesn’t burn or irritate. Must get some more of these lovely red candles!

Click the Wicked Wednesday link to see what others have to say about nipples this week.

Wicked Wednesday

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This past week was a long and stressful one, for several reasons. I returned to work after nearly a month off, to a place far busier than anywhere I have been in the past. Though I love that pace it was tough getting back into the swing of things and I was left completely drained at the end of the day. My son was sick and acting up, that didn’t help. I needed something to get me out of my funk, to help me let go and release whatever it was keeping me down. I needed to be used, to feel pain, to feel alive.


We weren’t able to get together so I had to figure out something on my own. Pain I could inflict on myself to some degree. I took some time late one evening after my son was in bed to play a while. It wasn’t nearly enough but it helped. I clamped my nipples, my cunt, and my inner thighs. I forced anal, filled myself with toys, and used a sensation gel. I even did some clit pumping (which, if you haven’t tried it, I highly recommend). I didn’t take pictures of everything, and some I did I won’t share here as they are not “pretty” enough for my liking. What I am sharing are a couple pics of nipple clamping, my special technique for getting the most pressure. Each peg increases the pressure and thus the pain. As anyone who enjoys, or hates, clamping knows, the most painful part is removing them. These are especially painful because the tips are rubber and stick to the skin to keep from slipping. The pain was exquisite and lingered for days


Check out the link below to see this weeks other sinful posts

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