Fuck, you have an eye for some sordid, sexy shit. The kind that can turn around a shit day in the studio. It makes me want to be your whore, actually. x...
Thank you so much for having an eye for my eye for some sordid, sexy shit. its true, as a general rule, the more fucked up something is the hotter I will find it. Girls getting fucked with guns, boys tied up with strands of their grandmothers pearls.
As for you wanting to be my whore, you are quite welcome to apply for the position, I take applications in writing thursday through to monday.
Also why anon, makes me so sad that I dont know who this mysterious person having a shit day in their studio is. what kind of studio? photography? music? art? studio apartment? SO MANY QUESTIONS.
Okay so that was me (YKW) who sent that last, and the followed it up with an email...if a picture speaks a thousand words, some of those gifs must be about 10, 000 words worth.
Dearest Anonymous, also known as (YKW) apparently,
Thank you for your…. statement. Yet, I do wonder, is this some sort of prison talk? Code of some sort? Did you send me an imaginary “last” then follow it up with a non-existent email?
Those gifs really must be something, because if youve looked at my blog at all, you would notice a severe lack of gifs, because I tend to hate them. However, keep an eye out for figs, because I think figs are infact delicious.
I just read your essay on dom/sub nomenclature and I just want to congratulate you. You are obviously a bright, well-spoken young woman who understands and is unafraid of her sexuality but who also demands and deserves a measure of respect. Vene from the pervs on tumblr. I have nothing else to contribute, but I wanted to thank you for taking the time to set out your thoughts.
Oh, and I'd like to tear. . . . no, I'm just kidding. Not going there.
For those of you that missed it, awhispertoscream here is referring to my post bitchwhorecunt etc which can be found by clicking on those wonderfully nasty words.
Thank you so much for the compliments, youve made me blush, but moreso made me feel better about publishing a very opinionated rant. I keep waiting for someone to challenge me.
Your cousin looks like the chick from faster pussy cat kill kill? That is very cool! Love that movie! How are you this morning?
She does! And I love a man that knows his russ m films I am excellent though about to go to bed because in my part of the world its sleep o’clock! I will be available for chats and debauchery in 6-8 hours!
bitch whore cunt please call me these things - but its a matter of consent
this was written a million years ago. i dont know if it is even relevant to me anymore, but im going to keep it here for you jerks to read. feel free to talk to me about it.
That original post was written on the 29th of September 2010. I have since thought about this topic many many times, and I have a few more things to add. Yes, rough play can be awesome. Yes, abuse is fine (and fucking awesome) between consenting adults. But, it IS still abuse. Just because we consent and enjoy it doesnt negate what it really is. And when this abuse is unsolicited, then it is actually pretty gross and wrong.
THE GAME OF SEDUCING A SUBMISSIVE WOMAN;
BY “THE WHORE”
this is going to be a longish post that will deal with words like whore, slut, cunt, bitch, and how I often love to hear them whispered into my ear as I get pounded from behind, my arse being slapped hard till it feels red raw, my throat fucked till my eyes water and I whimper knowing drinking water later will hurt. It will also discuss the matter that I dislike it when strangers refer to me by these terms.
I encourage you to skip reading, move on to the pretty pictures with their semi ironic, definitely arousing, often entertaining descriptions. But, if you ever hope to fuck me, or any girl like me, or if you are a woman, contemplating where you stand on the matter, read on.
I have been considering writing a post like this since I began this page and its time.
My name, THE WHORE, in big letters across your screen, seems to give men the idea that referring to me as a whore, a slut, their dirty little bitch, in the first sentence of introduction is perfectly acceptable. They use these names for me when introducing themselves, if they should assume that I will bow down to them, be magically aroused by their ability to call me names, these men (or women) are strangers, with no face, on the internet, across the oceans, through cables and cords. One man sent me a message, out of the blue, telling me he wanted to thrash the shit out of me, daily I get messages from people telling me they wish to beat or humiliate me, purely because I have an image of being wanton, which is really just a personification of being comfortable with sex.
It is the internet equivalent of a man on the street yelling to a vanilla woman “SHOW US YA TITS”. Its not hard to introduce yourself first is it? To warm me up with a bit of sweet talk? Convince me that you aren’t a creep before we partake in a little fantasy? And it IS fantasy.
As I said earlier, I love being often treated roughly. I have the roughest of fantasies that can make the skin of the hardest crawl, I want to be fucked till I bleed and I will get wet at the most creative names my partner could come up with. But you my gentle reader, my favourite strangers, you, are not that person. You might become that person one day, who knows.
Becoming a Daddy or a Master or a Dom or whatever fucking label you wish to put on it isnt just about commanding a slut or a whore to bow down to you. (not that i want a daddy or master or dom, and not that i wish to be a slut or a whore).
Its about the slow game of seduction. Why the fuck isnt there romance in these things anymore? Just because I may choose to LET YOU, maybe ONE DAY call me these things, do we forgo the burning heat of convincing me to be yours? Where has the (and I hesitate in using this word because of connotations) grooming gone? The gentle loving manipulation, the fucked up mind games, the little slow movements back and forth while we slowly figure out what we want from each other?
You may refer to me as “The Whore” in terms of my name on here being that, but you will note, that I will rarely refer to myself as that unless my message is to a person that I know understands the subtlety, or the comedic value of my name.
Its late, and I am tired, and Im not sure if any of the above really makes sense, and Im sure i could rant on till your eyes roll back in your head and you declare OKAY WHORE WE GET IT (ahaaa whore).