Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Perversity



Fuck, but it feels good to be a pervert...


Perversity is giving your libido free creative rein. Perversity is letting yourself get a kick from the weird and the wonderful; it's surrendering to the pure beautiful madness that is arousal and sexuality without being limited by rules or conventions and cliches...

Perversity is surrendering to the horny little animal inside of us all - it's building up the erotic charge inherent in life and the act of living, and then letting that charge arc out in discharge over the slightest trigger...

Perversity is letting yourself be guided and trained: your libido slowly developed and focused into a thing of intensity and power, capable of overwhelming your every thought and limitation. It is the slow delicious process of having your sexual triggers programmed and sensitised by regular, deepening contact with the object of your perversity - until the mere presence of that trigger starts you off on a headlong spin into blissful mindless helpless humping madness...

Perversity is being introduced to rubber when you're at your most horny - just a little at first, and finding that you don't like it's smell - but then there's always a bit of rubber somewhere whenever you have sex, and you start to associate it *with* sex, and then slowly you find you start to *like* that smell, and then *LOVE* it - and then you find that just that rubbery smell triggers the memory and arousal all by itself...

Perversity is being told to always play with your hole before you wank - until you start to associate those sensations with being turned-on - then told to wear a small plug, then a larger one - until you find yourself turned on just by the feeling of something filling your hole...

Perversity is saying 'Oh no, i'm not into piss...' - then told to wait in the middle of giving Your Master the best head He's had cos He needs a piss - and being in such an aroused state that you don't even care that He didn't shake too well before coming back to feeding you His meat - it's then finding that over time you start to actually *like* that salty bitter taste on Him...

Perversity is being taken outside and told to piss against a tree like a true dog, then told to 'Stay!' whilst Master shows His dominance by marking over where you have gone... then He watches you closely as He aims that golden stream away from the tree and onto your black rubber skin, and grins as you shudder in pleasure at the incredible heat as it washes over and into the suit.

Perversity is realising that you are getting hard inside the piss-soaked rubber, waiting for Him to finish because you know it will mean a chance to get fed - but then feeling (and *yielding* to) a deep urge to lean forward and lap at that stream before He is done... Perversity is shuddering at that first taste, but finding your aversion only makes you harder - and that you would do *anything* to hear more of the excited encouragement He gives you for trying...

Perversion is realising how far you have come when, months of training later, you kneel in the Hoist like a good perverted piss-pup: barking and whimpering to be allowed to take your Master's piss, right there by the bar: paws wrapped around His legs, mouth gentle and tongue relaxed, oblivious to everything but the gentle bond of Man and Hound and the pure intense wash of pleasure as you gulp down every precious drop - and then open up your piss-slick throat for Him and His pleasure...



Perversity is being taken from shy and innocent boy (with a suitcase of rubber guiltily hidden under his bed) to an eagerly proud rubber fuck-pup that displays both it's collar and it's training to everyone, barks and wags it's plugged tail, drools at it's Master's scent, drips at the sight of His boots, whines for the taste of His piss...

Perversity is thanking your Master for everything He has taught you, and proudly telling Him that you will *do* anything, *learn* anything, *BE* anything - just for the privilege of loving and serving Him and being His perverted pup.


And perversity is getting instantly hard, just from the sound of your Master growling 'Pervert' at you - and knowing that He's proud of you for being so!

4 comments:

  1. WUFF! thanks pup-bro!

    All of it inspired by a Recon exchange with my Handler last night - telling Him about having to wade through the snow in my new rubber boots - and Him calling me a Pervert cos i like to sniff em before i put them on in the morning... ;)

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  2. Woof!
    hi there !
    Sean here from recon Bozarubber!
    Your blog has just blown me away!
    hope to chat more soon

    Sean
    woof!

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  3. WUUFF! hey pervert - glad it hit a chord with you ;)

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