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A black and white drawing of a boxing glove. It is face up with the curled fist facing your point of view. It has crosshatch shadowing and a laced up wrist-cuff. The background is blank. The paper looks creamy in colour.

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WARNING: This fantasy story contains graphic violence and elements of non-consent. Gemini has handled this nicely; the narrative includes hints of the protagonist’s underlying consent.

A new face at the boxing gym shouldn’t have been anything special. But something about him pulls the narrator’s attention again and again. His movement, his smile, the way his body moves in the ring; the way his cock moves beneath his shorts.

What begins as a distracted sparring session slowly slides into something darker, and much more dangerous.

Beaten, our narrator finds himself alone in the changing room with Mr. New, where he’s dealt a punishment so sordidly dark, it’ll take your breath away.

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Darcy's Shirt! A pencil drawing of the shirt that went up for auction and fetched a tidy 25k Pounds. It's the one Colin Firth wore when he gave his staggeringly sexy performance as Mr. Darcy in the BBC adaptation of Pride and Prejudice.

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My man went away for a few days recently and it reminded me of the blog I wrote last year when he was away; the one about the Mr. Darcys. It was a good reflection of my state of mind then, I felt so lost without him. I handled it better this time and this blog tells of what happened between us the night he got home.
The picture that goes with this is a quick sketch of Darcy’s shirt. I’m not much of an artist, but I think I’ll make more of an effort to illustrate my own stuff.
Warning, there is a fantasy tucked into this blog, in which I get punished by being covered in cum, again.

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A picture of a black corset with red bones and lace cups. It's set in a heart shape and has red swirls to either side.

Shake It: You Watch Him Punish and Fuck Me

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Hi dear Reader,

I hope you are keeping well and everything is as good as it can be in your 2025. Thank you for bearing with me. It feels like a while since I’ve been in a creative head-space. Writing about this brought me so much joy. We stayed in the same hotel in which my man and I had our first threesome to celebrate his birthday, at his request.

Be warned, this is the longest post I have made, and I shortened it massively before I got it ready to post. The experience was just so mind-bogglingly grand. I had to cut the incident with the man delivering room-service, though I was in two minds about that.

I hope you enjoy it.

A warning: This blog contains some rough sex, bondage, breath-play, painful bare-hand spanking, flogging and humiliation. Needless to say, the experience was unforgettably glorious. Though I don’t mention it, he did warn me of his intention to cause pain beforehand and we had a safe-gesture in place for the breath-play.

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Open Air Punishment: Stripped, tied to a tree and belt whipped.

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Remember we visited him for the first time recently, I wrote up our first desperate encounter in another blog, “Visiting Him for the First Time: A Disobedient Fuck-Doll owns his Dick”? I’ve finally dared to write about the punishment that followed it. BDSM outdoors and uhh, still reeling from this, it was so painful and so hot! He proved himself a worthy dom and best of all, I was a very good girl!

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A black line drawing of a man's arm. He is well muscled and is flexing his biceps. It shows shoulder to wrist and a small bit of underarm. Crosshatching picks out shadow detail.

Plan for a new Blog: Mr. Muscles rescues me from danger, punishes me and fucks me to oblivion

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A blog about my obsession with the idea of writing a fantasy about a huge man I saw on screen recently. I talk about Mr. Muscles, the guy from my shower room fantasy, same guy who turned me over his knee in the gym that time. And also my favourite porn movie. It’s a connected ramble, with a purpose, and I hope you enjoy it 🙂

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