Fantasies of Zentai #Fetish #Kink

zentai copyOriginal Article Written by Venus O’Hara writing for Marquis Magazine

At this moment I should be working on an article but I’m thinking about zentai instead. In fact, I just can’t seem to get it out of my mind. And it has been like this ever since I came across this kink. For those who are still unaware of it, zentai is a Japanese term for skin-tight suits that cover the whole body. They are usually made from spandex. Although their origin was not sexual, they have attracted a certain kind of fetishistic attention and many people are attracted to their image and their potential to provoke. I wonder if I should get my very own zentai costume?

With this in mind, I abandon my article and find myself, yet again, doing a search on Amazon to browse their ever-increasing selection of zentai designs. After several pages of colorful ensembles, I’m transported to a fantasy world, somewhere far away.

At first I can not help laughing at how ridiculous some of the patterns seem to be. The crazy graphics and repeated motifs are amazing and one that resembles a printed tuxedo, complete with bow-tie, is worthy of extra attention. Beyond the novelty designs are the classic, single-color, ones. They seem to draw much more attention to the figure and make a statement about its importance. I can not help but begin to imagine the scandalous outline of my camel-toe and my hard nipples poking out through my own zentai costume.

I wonder, all of a sudden, whether anyone has tried zentai yoga. I google it, just to check. Yes, it has already been done. I run through the numerous images of ‘down-facing dog’ and ‘salutes to the sun’ in clinging zentai outfits. Then, almost without realizing it, my hand makes its way downwards until it nestles between my crossed thighs. I can even detect the aroma of my sweet nectar.

I think I should lie down.

Without further ado, I get up from my desk and go straight to my bedroom. This is the wonderful thing about working from home – I can take a spontaneous orgasm break whenever I feel the need to.

I locate my favorite vibrator, lie down, switch it on and place it against my throbbing clitoris. After closing my eyes, my mind wanders. I imagine the feel of the zentai spandex caressing my curves. I feel naked even though I am dressed. It seems like latex in my fantasy but is more comfortable and easier to wear.

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How To Ask For Kinky Sex With Jess Wilde #kinky #sex

Jess Wilde Says:
Do you want to know how to ask for kinky sex? Or maybe you want to learn how to talk dirty?

Knowing what you want in the bedroom is one thing, but knowing how to ask for it is something else entirely.

Lucky for you, Lovehoney have created a whole range of games and sex toys to help you broach the subject, and build the courage to ask to try something new.

Here, I show you my top picks from the Lovehoney Oh! Collection. If you’d like to jump straight to each game, you can find the times below:

Sexploration: 1:41
Kinky Confessions: 4:27
Talk Dirty: 6:38
Hot Knots Bondage: 9:52

Sounds like fun to me!

#MidWeekTease – It’s Finished! #BDSM & Special Agent Kink!


Howdy teasers!! It’s finished. FINALLY. The last chapter just went on and on and on, and I think I’ll have to split it into two. Oh well. It’s come out at around 90,000 words, so not a bad effort (I hope!) Here’s the latest instalment 😉

Warning: Contains several instances of the ‘F’ word. You have been warned 😉



“Lois, get off her and give her a minute. You might as well pick your poison out of these goodies meanwhile, and then you can return to tormenting her. I had no idea you had a taste for domination.” To make sure I complied with his orders, James grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me upwards. “She needs air, Lois.” He rolled his eyes.

Sighing, I pouted, before saying, “Did you know you can come just from having your nipples stimulated?” I then got very distracted by the large plastic tub of toys that he had in his hands. Handing them over me, I was like a kid in sweet shop for a moment, as I considered what I could do with all these wondrous implements of torture.

“Funnily enough, I did know that, Lois. I do own a fucking shop, after all. Found anything you like yet?” If he thought he could change the conversation that easily, he was much mistaken.

“Ha. You own a fucking shop, but you don’t fuck. That’s a joke for a start. Who did a number on you?” And there it was. I’d overstepped the boundaries, but I didn’t care. There was a strong desire to dip my toes into James’s past and uncover every last little secret I could find.”

“Oh, I fuck on occasion, Lois. I’m a red-blooded male, after all.” He ran his thumb along my bottom lip roughly, distending it with his harsh treatment, and it was intended to shut me up.

“But you don’t fuck girls like me.” This was all beginning to make sense now.

“Spot on, Lois. I don’t fuck girls like you. Now go pick your toys and fuck someone you can fuck, before I get fucking annoyed.”


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Book Blitz! From Willing Sub To Enlsaved Captive by Scarlett Flame #BDSM

Book Blitz:
From Willing Sub
Enslaved Captive
(Captive’s Book 1)
Scarlett Flame
Jun 20th – Jun 27th


#FREE to read with #KindleUnlimited
After discovering her submissive nature, Suzie Foster finds a Dom who she believes can give her everything she needs.
But after a time, his attitude and treatment begin to change.
Even with her limited experience in the Lifestyle, Suzie knows she has to end their Dom/sub relationship.
Then, just when things seem to be going right for Suzie, she is taken from her life and held captive.
Will Suzie ever get to experience the true Dom/sub relationship she seeks?
Or is the life of an enslaved captive; at the hands of a cruel Dom, the last thing she will ever know?
**BE WARNED: Some descriptions are vivid and can be a trigger for sensitive readers.

**Sexual Content
**Suitable for ages 18 and over

#FREE to read with #KindleUnlimited








Although born in Salford I was raised in the Manchester area and still consider myself a Lancashire lass.I have always loved to read and write although began to write seriously about 2 years ago. My first blog post was published in February 2013 and since then I have gone from strength to strength. This has resulted in my being voted as Blogger of the Year 2014 on the site Skelat

My debut book Bound for Passion was published in late December 2013 and already has numerous 5* reviews, which I am truly proud of

My latest novel is an erotic paranormal romance set on a Steampunk world. The working title of which is The Prophecy Unfolds (Dragon Queen)

A member of #ASMSG and Erotic Author’s Guild

Scarlett is also organising the Manchester Author Event and Gig 2017

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The English Vice – Did You Know The Victorians Were Into Kink? #BDSM #NSFW

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Original Article Written By Christina Mandara Writing For Marquis Magazine

If you’ve recently found yourself fascinated by BDSM, you’re probably pretty excited at the whole new world of kinky sex you’ve just uncovered. We’re in the twenty-first century and we’re having a sexual revolution. It’s time to celebrate! But wait – we’re not the only era in history to have had an interest in kink. The last time being spanked was fashionable was back in Victorian times, and the obsession even managed to acquire a name – The English Vice.

You’d be forgiven for thinking the Victorians were a rather prudish and sexually repressed bunch – but that simply isn’t the case. Whilst they had a low tolerance for crime and a rather impressive one for punishment, they definitely had a sensual side. Whilst their self-restraint and control was legendary, there was a lot of naughtiness that went on behind closed doors.

An Obsession

Whilst society in those days might have seemed rather reserved, the Victorians had ways of letting their hair down. They were obsessed with corporal punishment, pornography, and sadomasochism, which had a strong presence in both the art and literature of the time.

If you were caught gambling at school you could expect to receive four lashes for your crime. If you snuck a pack of playing cards under your desk, the punishment notched up to an incredible ten lashes.

Things got considerably worse as you got older. Public whipping and birching was widespread, and you would be expected to bare your behind or be completely naked to receive your strokes. Pillories and stocks were also a sign of the times, as well as the awful hangman’s noose.

The English Vice

One of the few things that wasn’t illegal in Victorian England was prostitution. They positively embraced brothels all over the country and these were seen as a legitimate evening pastime. Gay brothels, flagellation and spanking brothels, nude theatre… all these and more could be found in the streets of London if you knew the right place to look. Even pole dancing originated from the Victorian era, where teases, burlesque dancers or ding-a-lings would entertain gentlemen from dusk until dawn.

The fascination with ‘The English Vice’ brought about lots of private whipping clubs in both London and Paris, which catered to all tastes, although the aristocracy had a particular fondness for it. Customers to these abodes could either request to spank or whip a prostitute, or be bent over a chair and receive a whipping for themselves. They could also watch the proceedings between others. Tableux Vivants or ‘Living Pictures’ were also popular, in which nude actors posed together to illustrate a popular scene from history or to provide erotic entertainment for the brothel guests. The actors were forbidden to move or speak under English law, but were often theatrically lit for effect.

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#SatSpanks – Hot Wax & #BDSM

Saturday Spankings

Howdy Spankos – it’s the weekend and the weather is hotting up. For those of you that like things really steamy… I have just the thing for you!


The Velvet Chair

“Are you ready for the next round, Mrs Matthews?” I didn’t get a response for my troubles, so I simply brought my hand around in front of her and let her get a good glimpse of the candle. “This is what we’re going to play with next, darling. Each time you nearly manage to orgasm, I’m going to find a delicate portion of skin to dribble hot fire upon. It’s going to sting like a bitch, but I’m all for seeing how much of this you can take. With no further introduction, I tilted the candle and a thin dribble of wax ran down her back. She took it like a good girl, with barely a murmur and I was inordinately proud of her for a moment. Then I remembered who she was and why she was here. I got to work.


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#MidWeekTease – A #Lesbian Interlude


Howdy teasers – it’s that time of the week where I show you what I’m working on, and it’s still Sparks, though the end is in sight. (I think!)



“Elisabeth, do you find Lois attractive?”

Letting out a shocked gasp, I had a dreadful suspicion that I knew where this line of questioning was going. James wouldn’t do that to me, would he? But I think I already knew the answer to that. Oh God, oh God, oh God.

Elizabeth looked at me for a moment, and when I say looked, I mean really looked. When she finally cleared her throat to answer, I prayed for the answer to be ‘no.’ Yes would come with serious consequences, and no would be a blissful relief. What were the chances of my boss finding me attractive, anyway? Infinitesimal, I was sure. It would be wrong on so many levels, and I didn’t want to visit any of them.

“Yes.” The softly spoken word came crashing down in my brain. It set off a few more alarm bells and the headache that had been simmering just above my left eye, suddenly exploded will full force.

“She’s a very beautiful women,” Sharkey added as an afterthought, with a slow smile.

Desperately wanting to place my head in my hands, I just about managed to keep them by my sides.

“You’d noticed, huh?” The sarcasm rolled off James’s tongue, but Sharkey was oblivious to it. She was still staring at me, and it had almost gotten to the stage where I wondered if I had horns. Finally James broke the tension in the room.

“Would you like to kiss her?”

“James!” I bleated. “Unfair! That’s suggestion and you know it.” The man had been deliberately provoking her. Whilst I had no idea what kind of drug he’d given her, she’d better hope it was the one that knocked your memory out dead or she was going to have a very interesting lesbian interlude to add to her already impressive resume.


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