Stepping Into Stilettos – A Fetish Fanatic Is Born – PART THREE!

If you’ve been following this mini-series of mine you will know that I started out as most who choose to enter the adult industry; as a stripper. I later found my way into a club/adult store that offered only private dancing and into a world of fetishes and kinks beyond my wildest imagination.

I guess you could say I became a regular fetish fanatic for lack of a better term. Like with most other aspects of life; I have my favorites and I have those I would rather avoid. For this post, let’s just do the ones I grew to really dig, shall we?

Foot Fetish

Foot fetish is a highly popular kink that both men and women are into. In fact, It’s one of the most searched for fetishes on the internet. People who have a foot fetish are into the human foot. It’s usually a man into a woman’s feet, but as I previously stated; there are plenty of women who are into it too. I’ll admit; I’m not really much of a foot person myself, but it doesn’t bother me to have mine enjoyed. It actually intrigues me to know that something as nonsexual as my feet can turn the strongest of men into a weak submissive mess.

I mean, I never saw my feet as sexy, but I learned there are plenty out there that do! And it’s not just the foot itself that gets em going. I’ve come across men who are into the toes specifically. The arches drive others wild. For others, it’s the soles. It depends on the individual. In my opinion foot fetish, guys are also some of the t, sweetest, people you will ever meet.

Humiliation

By nature, I’m known as a sweetheart.

The “nice girl”.

I think that’s what I love the most about the humiliation kink. I get to drop the good girl role I’m known for and become the exact opposite. I’ll admit, at first, I had my reservations about it, but as I got more clients that were into it, it became one I really enjoyed.

From a psychological viewpoint, I understand the why’s behind it. It’s usually the men Alpha male type that wants this kind of session. They spend their day to day in charge and looked up to by everyone around them. It makes perfect sense that they get their rocks off by having a dominant woman doing the polar opposite of what they get in their vanilla lives. They want a break and for them; a Femdom session is the way to get it.

SPH (Small Penis Humiliation)

Small Penis Humiliation is precisely what it sounds like. A person with this fetish gets sexual pleasure from having their penis humiliated, mocked, and made fun of. It can be with a humiliation session or on its own. You would think it would be the ones with actual small members who get into this fetish, but it’s not. There are plenty of guys out there with a rather generous size that enjoys this fetish. To help in these types of sessions, I like to pretend the client is one of the annoying guys that think their rod is the greatest thing since sliced bread. 🙂 A common thing found in online SPH sessions is to make the guy pay what’s often called a “small dick tax”.

They measure their johnson and pay whatever the designated amount for that measurement is. Look up online Dommes and I can almost guarantee you you’ll find them charging their subs for not measuring up to size. 🙂

BDSM Angel

There are a number of others that I could include that would make my list of all time favorite fetishes, but it would end up being a book. In the last post, I told you about my first Femdom show and how much I enjoyed it. The truth is, I became hooked with the first one. Since that night, I’ve discovered so many fetishes and kinks. Some turn me on. Some turn me off. Some just make me curious to learn more about the reasons behind someone being able to achieve sexual fulfillment from them. Either way, my time working in the private club I talked about in part 2 showed me there’s a whole world of different things out there that turn people on and every bit of it excited me. However, even learning about the fetish world didn’t excite me as much as finding my way into the world of online adult entertainment.

The online adult entertainment industry is where I found my home. It all started with my getting a job as what I jokingly call a “professional dirty talker”. I’ll share that experience and more in the next post.

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About the author:  Angel Hardly

I usually refer to myself as a good girl who fell in love with the spicier side of life, but you can call me Angel. 🙂

My journey in the Adult Entertainment Industry began over 17 years ago, the same as most who got into the industry back then; as an exotic dancer. ie; stripper. I did that for a few years until I discovered the world of online adult entertainment.

Since hanging up my stilettos for good; I’ve had the pleasure of being able to delve into the many exciting avenues and aspects of the Adult Entertainment Industry. This includes; webcam modeling and studio owner, phone sex operator, sexting operator, online domination with a specialization in fetish and financial domination. Currently; I am a skilled creator of adult natured content and author of erotic short stories.

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Stepping Into Stilettos Part Two!

Everyone has that moment in life where it all becomes so much clearer. For most of us, we have more than one. I myself, have had plenty of eye-opening experiences, but the one that sticks out the most is when I discovered there was more to the adult entertainment industry than just dancing on stage.

If you’ve read the first part of this story, you know that stripping is where I broke my adult industry cherry over seventeen years ago. It’s where I fell in love with the industry as a whole and it’s where I blossomed into a brand new, more exciting version of myself.

I went from being a shy, jeans and t-shirt wearing goody two shoes to a sexy, seductive woman who proudly showed off her body and more importantly knew how to work what she had. The best part is I was having a blast doing it!

However, as much as I loved stripping; it drove me crazy that most of the lust-driven eyes I was dancing for seemed to just be enjoying the free show. Needless to say; I preferred doing the private shows for that reason.

Fast forward a few years…..

A friend of mine and I were riding through a neighboring city and we came across a brightly lit sign with huge arrows pointing towards the door of what appeared to be a house. The sign said: All Nude Private Dancers. No Cover Charge. Also Hiring For Dancers. Inquire Inside.

I’m sure I don’t have to tell you what happened next, but I will just in case you’re still in the dark.

Looking back on it now; I don’t even think the fact that I would be completely naked should I get hired even crossed my mind. I was excited to see they only did private dances.

When I opened the door and walked in, the first thing I noticed was the building was indeed once a home. You could tell it had been gutted and completely redone to fit the strip club vibe. There were two rooms that held pornographic DVDs. One for straight and the other for gay and lesbian. Sex toys of all sorts donned the walls. At the front, an older man sat at the counter.

The counter was glass and filled with various lubes, edibles, and other sex session accessories. I was in awe at it all. I mean sure I knew about dildos and vibrators, but the other stuff was completely new to me. I made a silent promise to myself to look into it all later.

I won’t bore you with the details of the application and such. It went pretty much like every other dancing gig I applied to. I introduced myself, gave a brief rundown of my experience, and danced for the owner. Luck was still on my side and I was hired on the spot. I returned later that night for my first shift. And boy, was it a shift to remember!

See, during my time doing private dances at the regular strip clubs, I learned folks are a lot more open about their sexuality when it’s just you and them. This club taught me that the more private the setting; the more open a person becomes.

My first private performance that night was one I will never forget. It is one that resulted in my eyes becoming wide open to the world of adult entertainment and human sexuality in general.

I was sitting on the couch, waiting for a customer to come in when the bell above the door rattled. A signal to the girls that a customer had entered the building. I was the only one working that shift so if this one wanted a dance, it would end up being mine for sure. And as luck would have it; he did want one. A long one. Thirty minutes to be exact.

The owner motioned for me to come over to the counter. I stood up, straightened the short tight dress I was wearing, tussled my hair a bit, reapplied some lipstick and sauntered over to him; making sure to sway my hips a little bit as I did.

I introduced myself to the customer and he did the same. He looked me up and down as if I were some sort of prize he was admiring. I’ll admit; it felt good. Really good. He nodded his head as if giving himself the go-ahead to get a dance, gave the manager the house fee, and motioned for me to lead the way.

I took my time walking towards the back and chose the farthest room. I opened the curtain, told him to have a seat in the chair and that I would return after setting the music for his dance. I chose the playlist cd a DJ friend of the owner had made for the girls and walked back into the room.

The client was sitting in the chair, hands down his pants, which was nothing new to me at this point in my career. Plus it was perfectly legal in my state as long as there was no sexual contact from either party. I went to go remove my heels and he stopped me. He asked me if I had ever done a fetish show before. I, of course, had no clue what he was even talking about. I was honest with him about my lack of knowledge of fetish shows and to my surprise, he was very understanding.

He offered to explain to me exactly what he was wanting and if I chose to not go along with it, he would still pay me for a full dance as well as tip me extra just for the hassle. The guy was pretty decent so I decided to see what he had in mind. For all, I knew I could end up liking it.

As the slow, seductive, music played in the background, he explained to me that he was into something called Femdom; or female domination to be precise. His particular kink was to have the Domme belittle, berate, emasculate, and humiliate him while he pleasured himself. I was completely shocked at this information, but it sounded awesome so I told the guy I’d be happy to try it. I felt I needed to tell him that in reality, I was actually a sweetheart who wouldn’t say a bad word to anyone unless they absolutely deserved it, but I would try my best.

The dance went as expected. He pleasured himself while I told him how horrible of a person he was, how much he sucked as a man in general, and all sorts of other mean things. I did everything in my power to make this man who seemed to be such a nice guy, feel like the lowest thing on earth at that moment. And just as he said he would; he loved it!

Angel McDaniel

I was happy he enjoyed himself but more so I was caught up in the fact that I did as well. Don’t get me wrong I hated being mean to him when he hadn’t really done anything to deserve it, but once I got over it and told myself it was just a fantasy and what he wanted, I was able to get into it pretty quickly. I’m sure you’ve already figured out that he left that club a very happy man and I ended my shift that night as a very curious woman. I just didn’t have a clue of how curious I would become.

I finished the rest of my shift, paid my fees to the bouncer and went home with the intentions of keeping the promise I made to myself to look into things. Only now; I was going to look specifically into Femdom and all that it entailed. I learned quite a bit about Femdom that night as well as accidentally introduced myself into the world of fetishes and kinks. That in turn, resulted in my becoming a fetish fanatic and like with all things, there was a choice few that stood out from the crowd and became my ultimate favorites.

Stay tuned for part three where I dish out all the dirty details

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My First SQUIRTER!

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It’s just another tale from the deep recesses of my sexual subconscious.

The first time I made a woman squirt…

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Cotton wet panties

Squirting is a controversial topic, with mixed feelings from everyone. Some woman, ashamed or disgusted at the notion or if it happens to them personally and some men who are under the misguided impression that women are urinating on them during orgasm. Both parties are wrong.

 

Squirting is a wondrous and tangible representation of the pleasure you’re causing your partner or feeling yourself and is nothing to be disgusted or ashamed about. This story is about a woman who feels no shame or disgust at the natural things her body do when she is in the throes of a full body orgasm.

I’ve left my fair share of wet patches around the world but never in my life had I experienced the gushing torrent of pussy juice that this woman was capable of producing.

We met as so many of us do now, online. After clarifying that we were both keen on exploring each other’s naked body. Plans were made and boundaries set.

Then she was in front of me. A curvy little woman that would forever alter my knowledge of female anatomy.  After a few drinks and some verbal foreplay it was show time, I took her to my room and proceeded to unwrap her like the gift she was.

During the getting to know each other stage of our conversation, her squirting had come up, so I thought I was prepared and to be honest her first squirt was a little lackluster after all the porn I’d watched that featured women with vaginas like sprinkler systems. I should’ve known her vagina was just warming up…

After coaxing out her first orgasm with my fingers, I started moving my mouth down to where the magic happens and started my favorite part of the sexual experience, going down on a woman. You may not believe me, but I really love it…

As she started bucking around and grabbing the back of my head I knew she was close, it was at this moment that I had my first face load of what could only be described as a liquid avalanche of fulfillment and simultaneously my first near death experience.

When she starting coming, she clenched her thighs around my head with the strength of a heavyweight UFC champion and I realized between the position I was in and her gushing all over my nose and mouth I couldn’t breathe, I had three choices

  1. Start panic slapping her thigh till she released me.
  2. Die
  3. Learn how to swim

 

Obviously 1 was unacceptable. I actually contemplated 2 for a second (what an incredible way to go!!!) Then 3 occurred to me. People drown in lakes and pools because they can’t drink their way to freedom. But I wasn’t in a lake or pool…

So I started gulping as fast as she could gush, and after what felt like a dark wet eternity she released me.

As we both laid there panting for our mutual exertions, I felt a swelling, but not where you’d think. It was a swelling of pride as I gazed down at the biggest wet patch I’d ever seen. But I wanted it bigger…

I wasn’t going to stop until she had nothing left to squirt. So over the next hour I poked, rubbed and nibbled her clit until she was begging for a break.

It was during this reprieve that I was actually able to take stock of the situation so after wiping my face and drying my hair. I stripped my bed to discover that despite 1 blanket, 1 sheet, 1 fixed sheet and 2 towels id put down in preparation for this event my mattress was soaked through.

So after the first experience I have a little more wisdom when it comes to handing the magical unicorn that is the female ejaculate. Unless you enjoy dragging a mattress with a huge wet patch outside to dry, I’d recommend a plastic mattress protector or a similar product to ensure its only sheets and blankets you need to clean. Also for those of you that can, don’t be afraid to get nasty in a bathtub. Clean-up is much easier.

Public Service Announcement:

If you or anyone you know is a squirter, you have nothing to be embarrassed or grossed out about. It’s perfectly natural and pretty awesome.

If you are with a woman intimately and find out she is a squirter and are the type of person who makes her feel bad about it. You’re a horrible person and don’t deserve her vaginal vivacity.

P.S Stay tuned for my next blog, My first Menage a Trois

 

Matthew is a consultant at the adult lifestyle centers.

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First Time Sex!

First Timer Sex

This is it people. The moment you’ve all been waiting for. A tale that has everything.  Intrigue, romance and just a little action. This is the story of how I lost my virginity.

We all have a story of how it came to transpire that someone actually had sex with us. I’m sure I am not the only one whose first time wasn’t the earth shattering revelation that we’d built it up to be.

Please don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed myself, for about 45 seconds… before my seemingly inbuilt sexual selfishness took over and caused me to come.

But I’m skipping the foreplay that led to this climactic ending so let me go back…

For those of you that read my introductory blog you’ll know that in terms of blooming is was a little late to the game. But better late than never right?

The year is 2006 and I have just started my HSC at a brand new school. Not a huge group of friends but not a social pariah either. It was through this small group that I met Leia* a gorgeous and talented musician that was staying in the boarding house of my school, the boarding house was for international students and students that lived too far away to commute every day, she was the latter, her parents living in Wentworth Falls, deep in the blue mountains.

We hit it of immediately, becoming good friends. She was dating a boy in the year below us at the time but it didn’t work out unfortunately. Shortly afterwards we started dating.

It was unlike anything I’d ever experienced. The coffee dates, constant texting and cute smiles, it was a whole new world.

After a few weeks of pg13+ makeout sessions and some very heavy petting, the sex conversation was becoming inevitable. After some underage drinking at a location that will remain undisclosed to protect those involved, it was time to share my hidden shameful secret. I was a 17 year old virgin…

She was great about it and very understanding. Apparently it’s not as uncommon as I’d built it up to be. So that was it, my secret was out and she was still around. In hindsight, having a good looking boy that you can mould and shape to suit your sexual needs isn’t a bad thing. Besides it was all amazing to me.

So we laid the plans, pun intended, and decided that her house would be best as my dad and step mum were always around. I called my friends to organise my alibi and she did the same. Then the date was set…

We had two weeks until I was destined to lose my V plates and two weeks has never taken so long to pass in the history of measured time. But after what felt like a sexless eternity, today was the day.

I was ready, I was pumped, I was suddenly realising I had no idea what I was doing…

Sure I went to sex ed. Like everyone else but there’s a subtle difference between putting a condom on a banana and putting one on yourself. Not to mention the fact that 2d drawn pictures with bullet points really don’t do the complexity of the vagina justice.

I then spent 3 hours on a train plaguing myself with every “what if” my anxious teenage brain could comprehend. Which was probably the worst thing I could do.

But I realised that like everything, Practise makes perfect. So, if I didn’t fuck like a Pornstar my first time that’s okay. That thought comforted me on the walk to her house.

But then I got there and the reality sunk in and the “what ifs” came back with a violent intensity and I nearly ran screaming back to the station. But I manned up and knocked on her door.

She invited me in and told me to make myself at home. So I sat down in her lounge room while some action movie played in the background. We started making out and as things got a little hotter she suggested that we move into her room.

I attempted to be as confident as I could but everything I knew about sex in real life came from porn, which isn’t skewed towards realism at all. So after taking charge and failing spectacularly she took over.

She told me to get naked and lay on the bed. Being unsure of myself I quickly stripped and got under the blankets. When she stripped down and joined me, I started shaking I was so anxious. But with an almost patient gentleness she coaxed me to full arousal with my headjob first experience.

Sensing my readiness she told me to put a condom on, and once id finally figured it out (3 attempts later I think…) she guided me inside her… I’d love to tell you that the stars exploded in my eyes and the whole universe shifted. But truthfully, it felt good but didn’t live up to the hype everyone was telling me about.

I’ve since had many sexual partners and experiences.

But I’ll always remember my first time.

*Names were changed to protect the privacy of those involved

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First Timer Sex

Matt is a consultant at the Oh Zone Stores

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What kind of SEXUAL DEVIANT have I become?

IQ Test For Bondage

It’s been about 6 months since I took the kink personality test on www.bdsmtest.org and I was curious to see if anything had changed with my results, since there is so much else in my life that has.

 

I think I’ve mentioned in a previous post or two, how surprised I was at the accuracy of the test results in the past. I wasn’t disappointed this time around either. There were a few surprising differences in some of the categories. You’ll have to keep reading to find out what they were.

 

So, for those who haven’t read of my previous posts, there have been some major shake-ups happening in my life since I joined the Oh! Zone family back in February this year. The main one being the making of a tiny human from scratch which virtually halted my deeper exploration of the BDSM lifestyle, since a considerable amount of the things that I would like to try but are not safe during pregnancy.

 

I’m not sure if it’s my change in lifestyle from wild experimentalist to mummy to be, or if it’s the broadening of my sexual knowledge through reflection on scenes that I have played with various partners, blog submissions from my colleagues, researching topics for my own posts or from picking the brains of customers who are already immersed in the lifestyle, that has the greatest influence on the change in my results.

 

If you’re not familiar with the personality test on BDSM.org, you can choose to gain insight in one of three ways: submissive questions only, dominant questions only or the full test (which I recommend taking if you’re a first-timer) which contains both submissive & dominant related questions. The results will then give you a percentage based on your answers to the questions. I have seen everything from 99% vanilla to 100% submissive to 100% sadist.

 

The results summary will give you a percentage on the following: Submissive, Rope Bunny, Experimentalist, Degradee, Masochist, Slave, Non-monogamist,Boy/Girl, Pet, Primal (Prey), Exhibitionist, Ageplayer, Voyeur, Daddy/Mommy, Brat, Vanilla, Primal (Hunter), Brat Tamer,Rigger, Dominant, Degrader, Owner, Mistress/Master, Sadist & Switch.

 

Here are my 5 biggest changes between February when I did my first test and August when I took the test again.

 

  1. Pet +30%

Definition according to bdsmtest.org: “Is the property of their owner in daily life. Sexuality is not necessarily involved. The role often features some form of animal play (puppy, kitten, etc.), although that is not a strict necessity.”

 

What’s changed in 6 months?: I’ve come to see this more as another form of being a  ‘kept woman’. In the beginning of my journey, everything was about not forming emotional attachments and just trying everything with no strings attached. But the further from my last relationship that I get, the more that I crave being ‘owned’ by someone emotionally.

 

  1. Vanilla -26%

Definition according to bdsmtest.org: “Vanilla people enjoy regular, standard sex and relationship models. Nothing wrong with that, as long as you’re having fun!”

 

What’s changed in 6 months?: In all honesty, this is the result that surprised me the most. I thought, if anything, since I have halted kink play while I’m growing my tiny human that I would have continued to have the same stance on vanilla sex. Apparently I have a new-found distaste instead. Maybe it has something to do with the conversations that I have with customers in the course of my work day and picking their brains about things in kink that I had no idea existed before starting with Oh! Zone.

 

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  1. Ageplayer -20%

Definition according to bdsmtest.org: “Ageplayers lie to play with age as part of their kink. They typically take on a much younger or older age than they actually are, or prefer playing with a partner that does so. Attributes and behaviour changes (such as pacifiers, coloring books, speaking in childlike language, etc.) are paired with this, to enrich the context and make it more appropriate for the played age.”

 

What’s changed in 6 months?: I think that as I get closer to becoming a parent, my tolerance for childish behaviour in myself and other adults has lessened and by proxy, so has the appeal of ageplay… Although I still love colouring books, Disney musicals & cartoons.

 

  1. Slave -19%

Definition according to bdsmtest.org: “Slaves completely hand over the control and responsibilities over their life to their Master/Mistress . They go a step further than submissives in the sense that their power exchange is present 24/7 and in all aspects of their life (except for negotiated exceptions such as their office jobs). Serving their Master/Mistress is their primary focus in life and they rarely have limits for them.”

 

What’s changed in 6 months?: Ok, so I think that most of my changes have been due to my impending motherhood. I am finding that I am more anal-retentive and needing to be a little more in control of myself these days so that I can remain a relatively put-together adult for my son.

 

  1. Primal (Prey) +15%

Definition according to bdsmtest: “Primals ae mainly focused on their natural instincts and they enjoy letting their inner animal out during sex. They key part for primals play is that the participants show their raw, emotional sexual feelings during play. All of the labels, roles, and protocols go out the window, and the prey (you) can become a snarling, growling, clawing animal hell-bent on getting away from its predator.”

 

What’s changed in 6 months?: Maybe I’m just a little more feral than before…

 

Seems to me that kink preferences are developed over time and are influenced by life and its experiences. So, even if you take the test just for fun now, it’s always good to retake it every so often. You might find that the results surprise you.

 

Happy testing xxx

Morgan

 

Although relatively young Morgan has lived a life filled with experiences that have made her grow as a person. She has completed and is a product and interior designer who is a strong believer in equality between sexes and speaks out against violence. Working in the adult industry has allowed her to grow as a person and come out of her emotional and sexual shell.