Fear and Loathing in the Bedroom

While writing articles about fantasy and what my sexual dreams may or may not entail has been fun… I have decided to take the more realistic approach.

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You see, sex to me, whether kinky or vanilla, comes naturally. It is an act that I am not afraid to embrace and short of scat, there is not much I would not consider trying. All too often, I have tried to discuss sex with the people that surround me, wanting to know their sexual likes and dislikes, their passions and pains, but it would seem as though there are too many freaks out their that are scared to admit just how freaky they are.


Moving forward, I would hope that you could all be brutally honest about how you feel about sex and the other kinky questions I ask. Not because I get some kind of kick from having you expose your inner most desires, but because I want you to encourage you to challenge yourself by pushing your sexual boundaries until you are able to admit that some of the nasty and perverted things you thought you would never consider trying, you now love and cannot go without.

Yes, I sell a wide variety of twisted, tenacious toys, lingerie, lubes and lotions and yes I would like to share my favourites with  you all, but while growing my business is a goal of mine – I can assure you that sharing my sexual views and the views of others as well as breaking the judgement that surrounds BDSM is far more important to me.


I want you to be able to watch porn freely, with or without your partner. I want you to look at the strange and ominous hook that you thought belonged in the kitchen and know exactly what purpose it serves and how it can help you to reach a new level of satisfaction. I want you to be confident enough to tell me and others that seeing the marks left behind by rope having been tightly coiled around her body gets you off like nothing else on earth, but more than anything, I just want you to be your sexual, sated self.

BE OBSCENE LADIES AND GENTS!!! You know you want to be 😉

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.

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.


Latex and Lubricant

There is a beast inside each of us that craves being tamed, the thrill of the hunt is merely a distraction… it wants to be caught, cornered and conquered – broken, bent and bruised – defeated, disarmed and DOMINATED!


What is your tool of torture? Are you brave enough to admit that each crack of the plaited, suede flogger you purchased no longer than ten minutes ago, sends shivers down your spine and tickles the demon that begs you to use it on the helpless individual that lay bound before you.


Do you thrive on watching your victim squirm, restraints taught, mocking his/her feeble attempt to break free, while all they truly want is to have no choice other than to obey every command.


Nipple clamps, gimp balls, wooden paddles, canes, blindfolds, anal plugs, cock cages, whips and your imagination – what will you choose? 




There are certain smells that remind us of how good it is to open something new… The whiff that comes after opening a fresh tin of tennis balls, the way the scent of freshly cut grass seems to give you the sense that all is right in the world… and the aroma of anticipation that circles your first order of carefully selected sex toys.

After the contents of the box, innocently seated in the corner of my room, spent ten minutes tapping on my shoulder like an insistent and impatient toddler at Christmas, I couldn’t help but inspect each item and watch my fantasies unveil before my very eyes. Looking back on it, perhaps I was the toddler, not the box… after all, how could it possibly be innocent? 


Wrist and ankle cuffs with a plush lining… Mmmm I can see myself wearing these. Being limited, caught like a deer in headlights, unable to face anything but the loss of control, being violated and having no choice but to give in to letting him have his way with me.

A  delectable variety of Ben Wa balls, bright colours, some hand crafted in glass – one of my personal favourites. The intensity of the orgasm that looms inevitably with the occasional shift and slide of them deep inside you throughout the day, does not compare to any other… 

A black and red, suede wrapped whip… It’s tassels neatly folded in its impeccably compiled cardboard housing, make me lust after knowing what they would look like dishevelled and frantic after I have been bent, bare-arsed before it…

My mind is reeling with the possibilities that these perfectly shaped little gifts from a world of, what is ordinarily considered sinful, hold… What is your toy of choice???  



Just Tonight


Tonight, all I want is to have him buried deep inside me…. I want the windows wide open as the raging storm passes to stifle my moaning, my groaning… My oh-so-very-needed release, more than once, more than twice, maybe even more than thrice.

I want to have him use his long, talented fingers to tease me… to slide over me and feel how damp my thong is as it becomes more unbearable to have stuck to me… to feel him push his tongue into my mouth and feel his body respond to the lust for more of me as I drag my nails slowly and painfully down his bare back. 

Tell me that I’m not alone. Tell me that as you read this, you are longing for the more, craving the OBSCENE, wanting to lose control and forget who you are for long enough to lose all sensation in your legs???





I have known her for quite some time now. Her thick mop of mahogany curls, caramel skin and deep chocolate eyes make it all the more difficult for me to forget her. In reality, she is just another school girl in a well kept and picture perfect family but in my fantasies, she is the fountain of youth from which I long to drink.

As we make our way to another mundane day at work, I see the evidence of a smile forming in the corners of his mouth, capable of rendering me weak underneath the rubble of an earth shattering orgasm. Immediately I know that he is going to remind me of how badly I want her, how badly I want to educate, sate and satisfy her. 

Suddenly, the vivid images that invade my thoughts all too often begin to control my mind once more… her breath becoming more shallow with the anticipation of what my fingers, circling her navel, might bring… Her eyes closed as she embraces the sweet caress of silicone on her skin… Him sitting in the corner of the dimly lit room, naked and growing as he watches…




Another Day Another Dollar


And so another working day begins. Time for relentless, monotonous emails and phone calls that I barely care to focus on. Instead, my mind, as usual, dwells on the more OBSCENE.

As we drive, I watch his fingers wrap around the top of the gear stick to change its position… All I see is my hand replacing his, wrapping gently around him as he grows… I try to watch him discreetly enough for him not to break away from his thoughts, while I am lost in mine. That thick stubble, those hazel eyes, mmmm, my head is reeling with what his skin feels like against mine… 


All of these day dreams are abruptly disturbed by the ache deep inside me, as  I feel those sweet, little balls move inside. I imagine them smirking at me, knowing just what it is that they are able to do and try desperately to think of a way to make it through the day without some relief…

As a new week begins, what is it that has you wanting more? Will you Be Obscene???



All The Things


There are these things… These moments, toys, materials and feelings… They envelope and consume me, slowly parting my lips, making me pant, spreading with consuming heat between my hungrily parting legs. All of which meet in the depths of my groin and render me slave to what I crave most.

I close my eyes and envision what would soothe, satisfy, sate my need, smiling at the endless possibilities. I see latex, silicone and leather. I imagine the feel of the mocking sting that comes with the flick of his wrist and what lies firmly pressed against his palm. Yes, a little thrashing never hurt, perhaps his hand could finish the punishment? Although how this has ever been considered punishment I will never know…

What do you see as you close your eyes now? Are you scared to embrace it, do it, let it consume you? Don’t be. Give in. Give up. In this moment, your relief and euphoria matter more than your fear.