Comments for Heart Full Of Black

Comment on Three Scenes in Three Days: Scene 1 by Curvaceous Dee

Curvaceous Dee — Mon, 15 Mar 2010 22:05:02 +0000

Woah. That was some serious hotness, right there.

xx Dee

Comment on Three Scenes in Three Days: Scene 1 by ANoN

ANoN — Mon, 15 Mar 2010 14:23:23 +0000

Damn, you are a good writer, it was worth going through such a humiliating and painful experience just to read your recap of it!

Comment on Gags for Gags: A contest, and review by Boots

Boots — Sun, 14 Mar 2010 16:20:58 +0000

Recently heard this one:

Q: What do kinksters do on Easter?
A: Hunt for vibrating eggs.

Comment on Rope Strap-on Harness by Jen

Jen — Sun, 14 Mar 2010 05:23:17 +0000

OMG so happy you posted about this!!

Comment on Gags for Gags: A contest, and review by Janie Blooms

Janie Blooms — Sun, 14 Mar 2010 00:23:46 +0000

What did the boy with the gag say to his dom?

Nothing.

Duh.

Comment on Collaring by Ellie

Ellie — Wed, 10 Mar 2010 21:53:54 +0000

AWWWW! Congratulations.

Comment on Gags for Gags: A contest, and review by Curvaceous Dee

Curvaceous Dee — Sun, 07 Mar 2010 04:47:07 +0000

The whole site cracks me up, but this one is particularly good: Mango. xx Dee

Comment on On Anal by Curvaceous Dee

Curvaceous Dee — Sun, 07 Mar 2010 04:40:44 +0000

Ode to Anal sums this up nicely! I am learning about this – and it’s glorious :)

xx Dee

Comment on Of Experiments and Punch-fucking by Curvaceous Dee

Curvaceous Dee — Sun, 07 Mar 2010 04:39:49 +0000

Holy good gravy, that was hot to read. Something for me to aim for with Hylas, possibly!

Loved this, too: ‘Butts are like snowflakes; they all taste a little different when you catch them on your tongue.’

xx Dee

Comment on Gags for Gags: A contest, and review by Safra

Safra — Sat, 06 Mar 2010 03:24:13 +0000

It was the mailman’s last day on the job after 35 years of carrying the mail through all kinds of weather to the same neighbourhood.
When he arrived at the first house on his route he was greeted by the whole family there, who congratulated him and sent him on his way with a big gift envelope.
At the second house they presented him with a box of fine cigars. The folks at the third house handed him a selection of terrific fishing lures.
At the fourth house he was met at the door by a strikingly beautiful woman in a revealing negligee. She took him by the hand, gently led him through the door, and led him up the stairs to the bedroom where she blew his mind with the most passionate love he had ever experienced.
When he had had enough they went downstairs, where she fixed him a giant breakfast: eggs, potatoes, ham, sausage, blueberry waffles, and fresh-squeezed orange juice. When he was truly satisfied she poured him a cup of steaming coffee.
As she was pouring, he noticed a dollar bill sticking out from under the cup’s bottom edge. “All this was just too wonderful for words,” he said, “but what’s the dollar for?”
“Well,” she said, “last night, I told my husband that today would be your last day, and that we should do something special for you. I asked him what to give you.”
He said, “Fuck him, give him a dollar.”
The lady then said, “The breakfast was my idea.”