They say that silence can be both deafening and golden – which is it to you?


Do you thrive on the thought of how filthy he just might get when compelled to help you keep your mouth shut as you teeter on the edge of consuming satisfaction? Does it make you shift in your seat to imagine his fingers clamped desperately around your throat, your mouth unable to utter a single sound except for your very last breath escaping terrified from your lips?

Oh how scrumptious that which we are taught to believe is wrong as children can be once we become adults – not due to age but pure demented, twisted, wicked and wonderful experience.


Deafening silence lends itself to limp limbs and yawns of boredom. It mocks your desire, your sexuality, releasing uncontrollable bursts of laughter at you as you try – in vain – to thrill, and ultimately spill, yourself and your partner.

I say, suspend it, arms and legs clamped. Watch it panic, its anticipation growing. Tap your palm with that strategically studded paddle, allow vengeance to extend a threatening glint to your eyes… There is no place for silence here, unless – of course – it is forced upon a soon to be pile of quivering human release and relief.


Be Obscene – Because simple, relentless and complete pleasure never comes quietly.


The Bite of the Beast

There are many complexities in life. Puzzles, riddles, acronyms, abbreviations… People, above all, seem to be the most rigid Rubix Cube to solve. Irritation and hatred become lust, often love. Some of our greatest hardships lead us to our greatest triumphs… While our most horrifying nightmares are able to form a fantasy from the simple truth.


Metal clamps wrapped in a layer of silicone thin enough only to tease you with mercy, not by any means surrender it. A master puppeteer smirks while your moans, groans and squeals of delight, surprise and pure shock entice him to tighten… jiggle…tug at the only connection between himself and the pretty puppet he craves most.

Pink little puppy noses get harder, more sensitive as you begin to feel as though you simply could not handle another pull – Pain shakes it’s head at you mockingly, while Pleasure’s knees continue to weaken, like a giddy little high school whore at the sight of her juvenile jock – could you possibly be climaxing from this???


The sensation you have been longing for… craving… needing… starts building in your groin – sweaty palms cling to the sheets as if your life depended on it. Just when you begin to believe that you couldn’t feel more tensely wound up – like an elastic band stretched to capacity, on the verge of snapping – he shoves his entire length deep inside you and you collapse around him, short of breath and completely bewildered by the fact that what is written in controversial ‘romantic’ novels and what is depicted in your most treasured movie moments – can actually occur in reality.


Be Obscene – Because your dreams really do come true.

Fancy Footwork

What tickles you pink? A woman straight off of the cover of Vogue with long, perfectly defined stems that you feel would look best wrapped around your neck – you buried balls deep inside her? A pair of deliciously plump and puckered lips – on her face or, even yummier, between her thighs? Your very own Christian Grey with large, well-manicured hands, furnished with fingers long enough to make your ex feel feminine?


Or is it, by some chance, possible that the thought of having her slide her foot (prepubescently pumiced, nails varnished in a colour that tugs enticingly at the dark desires tingling in your groin) over your sex – her toes teasing the tip of your hastily growing member as you realize that lubricant does, in fact, have a greater purpose – is what you truly crave?


Is it not purely fantastic that we, as basic sexual Neanderthals, are able to find such beauty in a body part that most consider important enough only to decorate with shoes?


Be Obscene – Give in, give up, surrender, normal should never be the standard!


What is the first thing that comes to mind when you read the word choke? Take your time… allow the word to roll slowly off of the tip of your curious tongue – C.H.O.K.E


Do you paint the comedic picture of an anxious, yet too exhausted to care, waitress awkwardly hunched over and obese, spluttering regular as he desperately attempts to free the smirking chicken bone from his lard enveloped wind pipe, in vain?


Do you imagine the sports team you have cherished and celebrated since you first learnt to cheer, mournfully trudging through bruised, abused blades of grass… After having won every single highly anticipated match leading up to the grand finale – which you, the die hard supporter – wearing none other than a clown wig and a badly painted face – know in your heart of hearts they simply cannot lose – they do of course, end up losing.


Or do you immediately envision being on your knees, both of them burning as you rock back and forth on the unforgiving carpet, while you prepare for the gagging, gasping, gobbing and grinning that comes with the satisfaction of having him shove his sturdy, swelling sex to the back of your throat – your eyes alight with delicious panic.


Sometimes, it simply takes someone of the same, filthy mindset to set your soul on fire – to make you see that your depravity, is in fact, not that depraved after all!

The Forbidden

Sharing. Something that any respectable parent teaches their child from a young age. The reward? The reason? Merely because it is the “nice” thing to do, and so we plod along through life, handing our worldly goods over to suspiciously smiling strangers for them to damage and return in a condition that leaves you wanting to force feed them the remnants while they choke.


Now, as we become older and wiser, we seek to share, but rather with consequences that are far more satisfactory… What is your favourite way to let go and give? Do you imagine it being with another man or woman?


Will you embrace your bisexual side and finally find out what it feels like to slide your fingers slowly in and out of her sex, as she gets wetter at the sight of him behind you, fully erect, throbbing and ready to part your lips?


Will you take a gamble and allow yourself to be vulnerable? Not just to one man, but to two… Allowing them to make you feel like the sex goddess you endeavour to be, nervously hoping that they won’t get lost – in the waves of testosterone that replace, what ordinarily represent brain waves – at the sight of your bare, lust inducing body?


Whatever your preference, don’t be afraid to try everything at least once. Know that you have explored each alley of your darkest desires on the map to the ultimate sexual awakening.


Be Obscene – Never judge, never be judged.



I don’t know what it was the first time I met him that made me so wet… That had my insides tied up in deliciously quivering knots… the kind of knots that can only be released by the soul wrenching orgasm that leaves you smiling in a satisfied heap of damp and tingling skin, without a care in the world.

I wouldn’t say that I believe in love at first sight necessarily, but I most definitely believe in cum-at-first-sight. More than ready to have him slide deep inside me, pressed gingerly against his office desk, my nipples rock hard and alert from the polished surface and the breeze teasing me, cooling my wetness, I knew now, more than ever, I would give myself without hesitation.


After finally having tasted every inch of him, after having him fill me, thrill me and spill me all over the length of his heavenly sex, the lust and anticipation still remains, more raw and exposed than ever before – not a sexual secret between us.

Can you call yourself brave, bare and beautiful? Do you know what it is like to surrender, risk everything and dig deeper than ever before? If not, I suggest you start.


Be Obscene – Because life’s too short to be anything else.


There are those occasions when we just so happen to find ourselves alone, with time to spare and simply cannot resist the urge to give in to touching, discovering and celebrating all things hard, wet and wonderful.


No matter how many times he manages to have you screaming his name, trembling knees and swollen lips (yes, both sets) to boot… No matter how raw and completely emptied she might be able to leave you – we are by nature, considered to be mammals – so let’s do it like they do on the discovery channel!


Ben Wa balls, cock rings in every shape and size, vibrating eggs and silicone in forms that would leave, even those most familiar with the porn industry surprised…


Be Obscene – Never deprive yourself of something that ultimately, should be embraced and adored!