Posted by Jessica in The Scene on February 9th, 2010
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Last week, after going to the gym, I was listening to the big interview on the Today programme, the one at 8.10am where it goes on for ten minutes and it’s always a bigwig being interviewed.
In the wake of the John Terry scandal, the debate was about should private business stay private or if you were a public figure, did the public have the right to know. Rather naturally, the big interview was John Humphries* talking to Max Mosley. Mosley, as you will remember, took the News of The World to court and won when they invaded his privacy by filming and publishing details of his private BDSM session with five young ladies.
Mosley has been a standard-carrier for those on the scene and I often think, that given that people like us are often treated as the homosexuals of the sixties in the press, that he is not only brave but an intelligent and amusing advocate for us all, who is dignified and yet unrepentant about his tastes. I thought he gave a really good interview despite John Humphries needling him (although you could tell from the tone of Humphries’s voice that he agreed with Mosley). But the bit I really admired was this. John Humphries asked him, if in the light of everything that had come to pass; he regretted indulging in S&M.
“No. No, I don’t actually.” said Mosley.
At that point (I was naked at the time, combing my wet hair), I punched the air and capered about the bedroom. When was the last time you heard a public figure tell you, live on air, that he didn’t regret a thing? When did you last hear such an honest response from anyone who’s been caught indulging themselves in private? Not from any of the so-called moral arbiters of our society, such as the press, politicians, sporting or religious figures.
Like I said – gotta love that man!
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*Who incidentally, I really fancy.
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Posted by Jessica in Musings from Kinkdom on February 6th, 2010
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I was having a discussion with someone the other day about my relationship with He Who Must Be Obeyed and was quite surprised to hear them describe me as ‘poly’ .
Now I know I’m not monogamous, sexually or in a play sense. Hell, all of you, dear readers, know that I am not monogamous. But am I poly? An interesting question.
Generally, when I am asked to define my relationship, the most obvious and vanilla answer is that I am married. Getting into semantics, I also have a long term lover. In addition to that, I occasionally have other male play-partners, who are either sexual players of not, depending on whether I fancy them. I then have several very good female friends who I also like to bed whenever possible, and I’m not averse to other girls if they are willing and the chemistry is right! So, I would describe myself as being in an open relationship, not in a poly one.
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Posted by Jessica in Musings from Kinkdom on February 5th, 2010
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I really enjoy getting comments on my posts. I think it’s really nice that I’ve engaged a person enough to take the time to write something.
The flip side of this is that I don’t agree with all the comments I get and sometimes feel, well, shall we say ‘narked’ by the tone of some of them. Especially when they are patronising…..
So when I read a comment that is less than complimentary about my powers of explanation, my train of thought or just outright disagreement, one of my first feelings is to think DELETE!
But I never do. Because free speech is free speech and the whole point is that eventually, someone won’t agree with you. So I just try not to take it personally and just let it flow over my head. Well at least it flows over my head after the first two minutes of being really annoyed by it. And then I get amused by myself for being annoyed. Because really, who cares? It’s not someone having a go at me, it’s just someone disagreeing with what I’ve said. And if I think I’m right and they think they are right, well, we just have to agree to disagree.
Hmmm, I feel all virtuous now!
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Posted by Jessica in Stranger than Fiction..., Vanilla Alert! on February 4th, 2010
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A cold January morning and Jessica, accompanied by Abel, visit a large wood close to both of them. Their mission? To pick enough birch twigs to make birches for the five naughty girls who have been sentenced to a spell in Lord Fawcett’s Institute for Delinquent and Debauched Girls at the end of February.
Actually, the picking was mostly done by Abel with Jessica acting as a holder-of-twigs and a lookout for itinerant foresters.
After an hour, Abel had picked a suitably huge bunch of birch. Walking back to the car, he showed that spanking of some kind is rarely far from his mind. As he passed through one of the gates in the woods, he ordered Jessica to bend over the gate.
“I saw this earlier and thought it would do” he said gleefully. “Come on Davies, get up on the paling, I need to test these birches. Lift up your coat.”
Inwardly grimacing, but not that surprised (and actually, quite looking forward to it), Jessica placed herself over the fence, legs on paling, bent right over, arms gripping the fence. She lifted her coat and Abel briskly whacked the switches across her bottom. It stung, even over her jeans.
After six strokes, Abel stopped rather abruptly, confusing Jessica who is used to rather more in the way of discipline from him. Lifting her head, she saw why. Mouths agape, two joggers ran past on a forest path at right angles to Jessica bent over the fence, looking sideways in shock at Jessica bent over with bottom in the air. Jessica leapt down, blushed as crimson as her coat and Abel laughed. A lot.
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Posted by Jessica in Stranger than Fiction... on February 3rd, 2010
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What’s an Uncle to do when a girl blows her allowance by quite a considerable margin? A margin of about 150%? On what I consider to be perfectly valid expenditure, lots of sexy underwear in the Bravissimo sale. The kind that is guaranteed to make lots of boys want to bed me….
I’m not sure at this point – Uncle Edmund has promised retribution – but here’s your chance dear readers.
What do you think Jessica deserves? A commendation for great taste? An increased allowance that is suitable for her underwear needs? An approving look when modelling the new lingerie?
I’d be interested to hear what people think…..
Category(s): Stranger than Fiction...
Last week, after going to the gym, I was listening to the big interview on the Today programme, the one at 8.10am where it goes on for ten minutes and it’s always a bigwig being interviewed.
