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[Erotica] Handsome Stranger

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Content Note: Contains elements of non-consent.

I watch the people pass me by as I nurse so many coffees I lose count, they are all endlessly fascinating but it’s the women who tend to catch my eye most often. I am careful though, I look but I don’t draw their attention to my enjoyment of them. It is regretful that I can’t invite them to sit with me or pursue a dalliance where my hands could roam across their warm soft flesh. In fact, I could do that, but I shouldn’t, it is far too recent since my last encounter, it would be reckless to embark on another so soon.

I am lost in my thoughts of rueful longing when her voice startles me and pulls my focus immediately to her presence. Her hand rests on the back of the spare chair at my table, she is quite unbelievably asking if she can join me. I glance around and see one or two other places she could have chosen, all of which do not contain a single man sitting alone. I realise it is I who has caught her eye and I feel a mixture of excitement, for myself and pity for her, as I confirm that the seat is indeed free.

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[Erotica] Smut Relay Part 11 – Back on Dry Land

Continued from Smut Relay Part 10 – Unexpected Friend by Lord Raven

The word fiasco didn’t even begin to cover the shit show that was unravelling in front of Elly. She had thought she was at the helm of all the deceit and mayhem. It turns out she was as clueless as Jay. Poor Jay. He’d had his faults, but he did not deserve the torture Richard and Ben had put him through. No one deserved that, except perhaps Richard and Ben.  

They thought they were so clever, putting all the pieces together, erring on the side of caution that Elly wasn’t all she seemed and that her interest in Richard might not be genuine. If only Ben hadn’t seen that rare picture of her and her mother that she’d tagged Richard in after he’d made an irritating number of enquiries as to what she looked like. It was Ben seeing that photo that ruined everything, he and Richard had connected far too many dots and when Elly reached out to Ben it was the confirmation they needed that she was plotting against her husband.

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[Life] The Good, The Bad and The Sexy!

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1. Do you like tattoos? Do you have any tattoos?

I do like tattoos. I have 9, but one is still to be finished. Even when I was little I loved tattoos and found people with them utterly fascinating. My Mum however was less than impressed with this interest and because of her dislike of them I was 21 before I got my first one.

When I was 21 I had know my then partner for 2 years, we had just bought a puppy together and were both keen to get tattooed for the first time. We decided to get matching paw prints, they only small, about the size of a 50p piece. Mine is on the inside of my left ankle, his in the same place on his right ankle. Even thought we are no longer together, I have find memories of the 10 years we were together and I still love that little tattoo we got.

I have two tattoo that in memory of loved ones, one on my foot for my uncle and my largest piece on my back for my Mum. That particular tattoo took a long time to be completed. When I finally shared an image of it on Facebook, so many people said kindly how lovely it was, followed by how proud my Mum would be of it. To this day I find that hilarious because she’d be mortified I used her as a reason to get such a big tattoo. But she’s not here to tell me off any more so its tough!

I love my tattoos and they are all so special to me, and I have more I’d like to get. It’s a wonderful form of self expression for me, and has been much needed catharsis in some very troubled times.

2. How did you pick your online profile name?

Well I’ve had a few, but seeing as this is FlossDoesLife, let’s go for how I picked Floss. As many of you will know I quite often have bright coloured hair, more often than not a shade of pink. Not long after I’d joined the kink scene I was looking for a new Fetlife name, as the one I had was linked to a previous experience that I was eager to forget. One day a friend of mine said ‘Your hair is just like candyfloss. Oooh I’m going to call you Floss.’

I then remembered that as a little one my Mum used to call me FloozyFlo, which is a big giveaway as to what one of my given names is. With that in mind I changed my Fetlife name to FloozyFloss. When I decided to streamline all my social media accounts, and starts this blog in place of my previous one (which was attached to my previous Fetlife name) I decided to be like Cher and Madonna and just rechristen myself Floss.

It isn’t just my online name anymore, I am much more accustomed to people calling me Floss than any variation of my given name. Especially people within the kink community, friends I’m met in the last three years or anyone I’m likely to meet through blogging or podcasting. For me that’s not about keeping my identity private, though of course this is something I must be cautious of, it’s just that Floss feels like me.

3. What’s one saying you try to live by?

One of my favourites saying is …

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I first found this when I was looking for quotes relating to Non-Monogamy and I think it works perfectly for that, but I think it is appropriate to so many relationships in this life.

4. What was the last bad meal you ate? Why was it so awful?

It’s been a really long time since I ate a bad meal. I mostly eat at home, and it’s usually food I’ve cooked myself and I cook up some delicious meals when I put my mind to it. So I’ll go for the worst meal I’ve ever eaten, which was when I first visited New York. I went with the school (we had an awesome Geography teacher that made it happen) so all our meals were planned in advance, in terms of where we were eating, there were then minimal options upon arriving. One even we visited China Town which I loved, so much so that’s where we stayed when we visited this year. Now there are some fabulous restaurants in China Town, my 16 year old self did not get to visit one.

We were served chicken soup, which was essentially a bowl of fat with bits of chicken carcass in, oh and sweetcorn, mustn’t forget the sweetcorn. It was completely inedible and I’m pretty sure we all went an bought snacks to help us survive until breakfast the next morning. I actually ate a lot of terrible meals during that holiday. So I am pleased to confirm that this years trip to New York involved some delicious meals.

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An example of good NYC food. Photo by Floss

5. When was your last bad sexual encounter? Why was it so awful?

Oh! I don’t really like this question! I hate talking about bad sex, mostly because a lot of the sex I’ve had that wasn’t great, was’t really anyone’s fault it was just down to poor communication and in all honestly a huge lack of knowledge on my part. I don’t know that I’ve ever had bad sex, but I have had sex that was just ‘meh’, not good, not bad, just perfunctory. That hasn’t happen for a very long time though.

Just prior to joining the kink scene I did have a dalliance where many of the sexual encounters I had with that person feel bad when I look back upon them. They feel bad for some many reasons, in part because they whole span of time with that person should never have happened. The locations of some of our sexual exploits were ill chosen, and some of what went down in our encounters are things I would now not accept as appropriate behaviour.

Bonus: Tell us something random.

Something random, well goodness me that’s nice and broad. Oh I know …  as some of you will know, some of you won’t, I love Harry Potter. I used the audio books as bedtime stories and in generally Harry Potter is my happy place. This of course means I have visited Pottermore to discover more about myself and the Harry Potter world. My Pottermore credentials are as follows:

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My Patronus: A Kingfisher

My Wand: Laurel wood with a Phoenix feather core 13″ and Surprisingly Swishy flexibility

Incidentally the Harry Potter love also relates to the question about tattoos. I have a small tattoo that has the Deathly Hallows sitting within a dot work heart. One day though I would very much like to add to the tattoo collection with some Harry Potter themed ink.


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[Erotica] The Friday Girls – Part 7

You might like to read the previous Friday Girls instalments before indulging in this piece. 

‘Where are we going?’

‘If you love Vettriano then I know a really cool art exhibit that you’ll enjoy. It’s only small but it’s got a great vibe.’

I take her word for it, enjoying walking with her, hand in hand through the busy streets and bustling crowds. Suddenly the world falls silent though and I realise we have somehow found ourselves away from the noise and chaos of the city.

I stop, and her hand leaves mind as she keeps going, but she turns quickly to see what I’m doing.

‘What are you up to? Why have we stopped?’

I kiss her passionately and push her against the wall of the abandoned subway, artistic graffiti looms over us, a tentacled beast casting his eyes in our direction as my cunt throbs and swells with an ache I’m not willing to ignore.

‘Fuck me.’

‘What? Right here? In the subway?’

She looks bemused rather than reluctant.

‘Yep, be my good girl again and make me come.’

She giggles, but it’s deep and throaty, and I know she is going to make sure I get exactly what I ask for.

Her fingers waste no time in working their way beneath my layers of clothing.

‘You’re so wet. I must really turn you on.’

‘Too fucking right you do.’

My words leave my mouth through gasps and moans, as she circles my clit, not gently, not with a slow build up, but with a feeling of frenzy, as if she is a desperate to make me climax as I am to have her create that within me. When she has me where she wants me, so close my cunt is burning with the need to come for her, she plunges her fingers deep inside me and fucks me with an almost furious passion.

Her fingers are moving hard and fast inside me, her body pressed against mine, her face buried in my neck as she moans with the pleasure she is getting from playing with my cunt.

‘FuckYes, FuckYes, FuckYes!’

Is all I can say as my muscles contract, gripping her fingers as I gush all over her, drenching her hand and my clothes in spectacular fashion. I definitely got what I asked for.

We manage to compose ourselves enough to set off to the art exhibit and I can’t help but wonder other secluded spots we might find throughout the coming day.


My featured image was originally by F. Dot Leonora and provided the direction in which this weeks instalment went. You do not have to use the prompt image to get involved in Friday Flash, you simply need to write 500 words or less.

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Who else is Flashing this Friday?

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Community, Cliques and Making Friends

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When I first started this blog I wasn’t involved in the blogging community at all. Through the podcast I started to converse with other podcasters, and that felt like a far easier community to break into that the blogging one. Until that is I realised something, I hadn’t actually tried to be part of the blogging community.

When I decided to eventually start taking part in things within the blogging community I will be honest and say I did so because I thought it might be a good way to promote ProudToBeKinky. However, far more of you visit me for my writing than my podcasting, so I can be upfront and say that plan did not work out.

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The Friday Girls – Part 6

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You might like to read the previous Friday Girls instalments before indulging in this piece. 


‘You’re good at that.’

‘What spanking?’

‘No. Well yes, but not just that, all of it. Taking control, being cautious, but still sexy. Taking what you want without taking the other person too far. Not everyone is good at that.’

We were lying on her bed, spanking session and forced orgasms complete in attempt to cure her of her bratty behaviour and that inkling that she had a kinky past had turned into a certainty. My heart sank a little, I’d done the whole kink dynamic with a relationship too, and it really hadn’t gone well. If we’d both had poor experiences I wasn’t sure I was ready to explore too deeply again. Suddenly my actions felt like a mistake.

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[Life] Me, Myself and Harry Potter

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I’m a big fan of encouraging self care in others, I think it is really important to look after both your physical and your emotional well-being. Seeing as I realise the importance of this one would think that I am excellent at my own self-care, in this case one would be wrong. I suck at self-care, I’m terrible at identifying I need some me time until I’m so desperate for it that it’s move from nice to necessary. I am trying to be better though and this means knowing what works for me and what doesn’t.

What activities do you indulge in to take care of you?

I like the gym and I like healthy food. Well when I say I like them, I mean it’s tough to stick to them both but oh my goodness they do make me feel so looked after. I mostly cook vegetarian and vegan dinners these days and my body feels so much better for it. I eat a wide range of food, I’m well supplemented where necessary and well versed on what is and isn’t good for me, so no need for anyone to panic that my diet isn’t satisfactory. (As happened when I mentioned vegan cooking on Twitter!)

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[Erotica] The Friday Girls – Part 3

This is part 3 of my continuing Friday Flash tale, I’ll be honest and say I have no idea where it’s going, I’m just enjoying seeing where the prompt take me each week and keeping their adventure to 500 words. This week is a little less erotic, and it might need Part 1 and Part 2 for it to make any sense. 

My featured images usually come from Pixabay, unless they are clearly of me. For this post though I am using a photo that I took myself. 


‘Pick your poison’ she said, thrusting a list of non-alcoholic cocktails into my hand.

‘My treat. I’ve got a surprise coming too.’

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Jo had settled herself at the same table we’d sat at less than week ago. After she’d taken my order, ‘The Vagilante’ was to be my cocktail of choice, she busied herself at the counter until she returned, drinks in hand and a delightful platter of tasty morsels.

‘I felt bad taking you away from you pastry last time we were here and I wanted to make up for it.’

I grinned from ear to ear, no one had ever done something so thoughtful for me. I didn’t have the heart to tell her I’d managed to retrieve it.

Our time together was so wonderful that I hadn’t noticed the hours slipping away, so when she announced it was time to go I was inwardly, and it seems outwardly, crestfallen.

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[Life] Night Time in The Upside Down

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1. When I can’t sleep I _____ .

Usually listen to an audiobook or read something on my kindle. If I let myself get distracted by anything else like social media when I can’t sleep then I’ll I end up never getting sleepy. Books though in both their forms are great for helping me relax enough to doze off. Thankfully it isn’t that often that I can’t sleep. Perhaps it would be a preferable option over some of the sleep oddities I do have though!

2. My dream bedroom would be full of _____ .

If it could be an NSFW bedroom then 100% I’d want it to be full of BDSM equipment. A bed with a cage underneath and lots of potential for tying someone to it. All my toys and accessories would be stored in some kind of order and would be easy to access at all times. There would also be enough space for at least 4 other pieces of Bondage equipment, or perhaps it would have an en-suite dungeon attached to it. In terms of colour schemes I’d probably keep it fairly ‘traditional’. I like the black and red or black and purple aesthetics that you often find associated with dungeons.

If it had be SFW though which in fairness it has to be in reality because I have a little boy. Then my dream bedroom would be the kind of bedroom you’d imagine a 5 year old having. All the pink, lots of glitter, unicorns, princesses and cats. I’d have a framed pictured of each My Little Pony hanging up There’d also be loads of cuddly toys including a vast quantity of Build A Bears.

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[Erotica] Cleaning Up Her Mess

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Content Warning: Themes of Humiliation and Degradation included 

‘It’s frivolous. You’re frivolous. Don’t you realise some us struggle to pay our bills each month.’

The conversation was always the same with Jane, I wouldn’t  mind so much if she wasn’t nursing a rather expensive bottle of wine as we spoke, and if there was even truth in nature of a my frivolity.

‘What is your indiscretion?’ I hear you cry. I must confess, I have a cleaner. At least this is what Jane thinks. What I actually have though is a willing and consenting submissive, who gains an awful lot of pleasure of being allowed to do various household tasks for me, in exchange I reward her for her good behaviour. She’s adorable and eager to please which means my house is always spotless. She also has a variety of cleaning outfits that without fail brighten my day when I see them.

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