Raunchy Ramble: Naughty AND Nice

Disclaimer: This post mentions topics involving consensual sexual violence. Not suitable for individuals under eighteen years of age. Reader discretion is advised.

Good evening lovelies,

Tonight, I wanted to share with you a little sneak peek at some of the gifts I bought for Matt this year. I was really inspired by His Minnie’s 12 Days Of Cockmas post in which she shared some of the gifts she’d bought for her Master on day 1 of her 12 days of cock worship, and I, being someone who also doesn’t go completely vanilla over the holidays, vowed that I would give my readers a chuckle and a little insight to our not-so-vanilla Christmas, too.

In my marriage, I like to pay due credence to both components of our relationship. It’s good to acknowledge the sexy bits, but it’s vitally important not to make it all about sex and make your partner feel objectified, either. Around Christmas and birthdays, I like to buy or do something a little bit naughty, but I like to do things that are mostly sweet as well. In this post, I’m going to share with you the naughty parts, and what encouraged me to buy them. Nothing I bought was on a whim, it was all purchased with thought in mind.

Let’s start with this flogger. Matt loves floggers and he always says you can never have enough floggers, so I decided to have a snoop around and see what floggers I could find. This Bondage Boutique Black Rose Flogger caught my eye, though I didn’t realise that it was faux leather until after I bought it. Still, even in spite of that, he loved it. It’s softer than it looks, and doesn’t have the weight to make it sting like it perhaps looks like it would do, either. It creates a tingle and a pink flush, but used sensually, well…

Next up was a cheeky little tie blindfold. It didn’t cost me too much, but I picked it up at the same time as the flogger, a kind of “when in Rome” silly little gift. Matt always curses our elasticated blindfold because it rests on my hair and slips off, and the mask part of this one has wires inside which allow it to be gently pressed and sculpted for a perfect fit every time. We haven’t tried it yet, but here’s hoping it solves our problems.

Third, was a t-shirt. You know, Matt has dozens of t-shirts, so I decided one more wouldn’t hurt. Matt loves to profess his… abilities to me, so I decided to get him a shirt to show off, since he likes to talk so much! I knew he wouldn’t have the confidence to wear it, at least not in public, but the gasp and the scolding it got me was worth it nonetheless. Apparently I’m a bad girl, but then, we all knew that already 😉

Finally was a brand new coffee mug. So the story goes, I bought a new, kinky coffee mug for Matt for Valentine’s three years ago when we went to see Fifty Shades Darker. In a really bold move, I bought a vibrating love egg, tucked the remote in his new coffee mug, boxed it and handed it to him outside of the cinema. We exchanged knowing looks, and nothing more was said. The mug itself was a nod to our relationship and to the movie we were about to see.

Unfortunately, the downfall of this thoughtful gift was that it’s not family-friendly at all, and I was notified as such. Not to be outdone, I decided that this Christmas was the perfect time to purchase something that mentions neither handcuffs nor silver balls. No kinky sex toys, he said. No problem. I’ll find something else instead, I promised. I was on a mission.

And I succeeded!

White cereamic coffee mug with black text which reads "breed me please", on black granite counter

If I was in trouble for the t-shirt, this really was the créme de la créme. Still though, it was what I promised – No handcuffs, no silver balls and no kinky sex toys. See? I am a good girl! 😉

Alright lovelies, I hope you enjoy this post. It’s late here so I really should turn in and get some sleep.

Until next time,

Helen xx


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