Bend Over Jessica

I was very tempted to call this post ‘Fucked up the Arse’ but then decided that was somewhat in your face. Or in your rear. To slightly digress, it reminded me of a day nearly two years ago when Martha, who wrote as Claudia Delamere on the Lowewood Academy blog, sent me her weekly entry about Claudia losing her virginity, where the newly-ploughed orifice was referred to throughout as a ‘vage’, which made me cringe, nearly cry and then send her a horrified text. ‘Vage’ remained in the post however; the only censorship for bodily bits on Lowewood was the use of the c-word.

So yes, where was I? Oh yes, anal sex. I thought for quite a long time about whether or not to write this post. Was it a little bit too rude? Would people be able to look me in the eye after it?* Well, we’ll soon find out, won’t we!

I’ve only ever had anal with three people. I lost my anal virginity in a drunken one-night stand with a law lecturer, before I was even into BDSM. It hurt, there was blood and I didn’t enjoy it. Later on, when I met He Who Must Be Obeyed and as a submissive, it was something that I very much wanted to do with him, I kind of wished the drunken one-night stand into oblivion and that he could have been the first to take me there.

Because there’s something about anal sex. It’s not called unnatural for nothing (although animals sometimes have anal sex, scientists reckon this is because they’ve missed the proper orifice**). There is something naughty, sordid and wicked about it, and it’s not something you would want to do all the time, not least because of the physical impact it would have on you sphincter muscle!

As a submissive, the act of anal sex means a lot to me. As I said above, although I have played with a lot of people and had sex with a smaller number of those, I have only ever done this with three people, one of whom barely counts. And it’s not just to do with the fact that it can be awkward and painful. It’s because it’s one of the few things in BDSM that I find utterly submissive and I don’t want to be that submissive with everyone. Like Haron wrote in her excellent post the other day, I have difficulty sometimes in letting go. And allowing a dom to do that to you, especially when he’s ordered you to reach behind and part your cheeks for him in preparation, is one of the most submissive and meek things that you can do.

In case anyone is in any doubt, it’s also something I really enjoy. I like it slow and gentle, to give me time to get used to the sensation but also to allow myself to revel in the sheer wickedness of allowing myself to be taken in that tightest and most forbidden hole. Sometimes, I like it brusque and sharp, which has the advantage of often ending quickly, because it’s not something that I can take for an overly long time. I love the fact that every time I have anal sex, it’s like being a virgin all over again.

And it doesn’t have to be penetration by cock. I like being stroked and probed with fingers and dildos, having cheeks that are welted and sore massaged with cold cream and feeling fingers slipping between my cheeks, knowing perfectly well what is going through HWMBO or The Lover’s minds (for he is the third) and preparing myself mentally for the ultimate invasion, the ultimate moment of submission.

When I play with myself, I am usually thinking about a scene that turns me on. And even if I start thinking about something different, a caning, a birching, sex in the shower – inevitably, as I approach my climax, suddenly, that act is happening and I clench with orgasm as I picture myself parting my cheeks…..

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*Yes, the standard return joke to that sentence is ‘Which eye?’
** Which isn’t uncommon for blokes either, although I won’t name names!