Subject: P&W Digest archive/v1n3
Date: Fri, 16 Sep 88 14:45:47 EDT
Perverts and Weirdos Digest, v.1 #3 (ROT13) Sun Aug 7 21:26:50 EDT 1988
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Date: Mon, 25 Jul 88 13:47:10 EDT
Subject: Transvestites, anyone?
Hi,
Has anyone read the first Volume of PWDIGEST? If you did, did it
disgust you, turn you on, no effect? I'd love to hear some feedback.
Anyways, I have some new questions. Does anyone know of a catalogue
of clothing OR magazines that deal with the subject of transvestism?
Sometimes it is rather ackward to wear sexually exciting clothing
that are very obvious. I'm not much of an exhibitionist (not anymore
that is!!), but I love to wear daring sexy female clothing. Right now
I'm wearing a pair of slinky Pink underwear with a garter. Do any
transvestites out there have any suggestions for more?, perhaps respond
with what you like to wear?
I hope I'm not pissing off/grossing out anyone out there. I don't
think I am screwed up. I've reseached the topic of transvestism and
found many contradicting opinions. The one best suited to me was
the "casual transvestite", i.e. one who wears clothing of the opposite
sex occassionally for sexual excitement; there is no desire for hiding
one's gender or wishing to be the opposite sex. (End of definition.)
When I wear women's clothes, I don't talk and act like a woman, that's
just not me. But hey, if someone does it, I don't care. I'd love to
hear about it.
Well, that is about it for this entry.
PLEASE, PLEASE respond if you have anything to contribute!
DJ
( a transvestite DYING for ideas! )
[[ I would suggest that DJ find a porno store and buy an armload of
fetish magazines and tabloids. They must have advertisements for the
kind of thing you're interested in. - dm]]
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Date: Tue, 26 Jul 88 12:19:44 edt
Subject: Slave Girls
From: David
Hello all.
I have had two female sex slaves and I thought I'd share
a few thoughts about s&M relationships with you. I suspect tthat
what i have to say applies equally well to male sex slaves but I
am not inclined that way, so it's a guess.
Why does a woman allow herself to become a sex slave? i think it's
because she is trying to escape responsiblity. The two women I've
had, Dana and Janice, are really different. Dana, my first slave,
is twelve years older than I am (I'm 28) and owns her own advertising
agency. She is one of these high pressure types who wears suits and
rushes everywhere. She picked me up in a bar about four years ago.
She took me back to her townhouse in [[deleted - dm]] gave a drink
and after talking for a little while we got naked. While we were
fucking she told me to bite her nipples. I did and she came like a
bandit. After we were done, she lit a cigarette and asked me to leave
Instead of leaving I tied her to the bed with her panty hose and fucked
her in the ass. She loved it. After that, we would get together 3 or 4
times a week. She would come over to my house and I would tie her up and
whip her, put clothes pins on her nipples, fuck her in the ass and the
mouth, make her drink my piss, crawl across my front yard naked on her
hands and knees. The first time I made her go out naked during the
day, the postman saw her. When I let her back in the house, she had an
orgasm. We went on like this for about a year, then she stopped coming
around as often, then she didn't come around at all. Finally she told
me that she had decided to marry soem guy she worked with.
I met a Janice about a year and a half ago. She's a total fuckup. She
can't keep a job for more than a few weeks at a time, she's a slob and
she's lazy. She just doesn't have her shit together at all. On the plus
side, she's intelligent, likes to read, and she has a great body. I met
her in a record store and we had few dates, then we started sleeping
together. After we'd been going to gether for about two months, she
got kicked out of her apartment and asked if she could move in with
me. I said OK. At first it wasn't too bad. She was good company, good
in bed. But she was an unbelievable slob and she didn't do a damned thing
around the house, like cleaning or dishes or laundry or cooking. After a
while I got fed up with it and wrote a list of things I wanted her to do
while I was at work. When I got home, none of it was done. I told her she had
a choice - either she could move out or be punished. She cried and
promised that she would do it all tomorrow, so I let it slide. The next
day, none of it was done. I dragged her in the bedroom and told her if
she wasn't packed and out in half an hour, I'd tie her to the bed and
torture her. I closed the bedroom door and went and watched TV for half
an hour, then went back to the bedroom. She was sitting on the bed crying,
but she'd taken her clothes off and hadn't packed anything. I tied her
to the bed, got a couple of birthday cake candles, and dropped hot wax
on her nipples. Then I jerked off on her face. When I was done, I turned
off the light and left her tied there with cum on her face. I went back
around midnight and untied her. She went into the bathroom and stayed
there until morning. Before I left for work, I told her that the things
on the list would be done before I got home, or she would get a worse
working over if she was still here. When I got home, everything on the
list was done. Not very well, but done. So I told her what she hadn't
done well, then took her out to dinner and a movie. For the next couple
of days, she helped out around the place, but after that she started
letting go again. At the end of the week, she wasn't doing a damned thing.
I pointed it out to her. She said she just didn't feel like it. So I took
her in the bed room, tied her hands behind back, then spent a pleasent
evening torturing her tits before fucking her in the ass. We had tried
anal sex before and she hadn't liked it, but this time she had an orgasm.
The next day, all her chores were done when I got home. I realized that
she was into this sort of shit but couldn't admit it to herself. The whole
thing turned into a weird game at that point. I would give her assignments
and either she would do it or be punished. Usually, the things I told her
to do were easy, and she either chose to do them or not. Occaionally I
gave her impossible commands, because I was in the mood to torture her.
When I did that, she would just go in the bedroom and get undressed.
I never found out what her limits were because we ran into mine first.
I wouldn't do anything to her that drew blood or left scars or could
seriously injure her. When I tied her tits up, I never left the ropes
on too long. I never tied anything around her neck, and I never yanked
on her leather collar. I suspect that she wanted me to go farther than
I did, but it wasn't something we could discuss because of the code of
the game. I was always the stern master and she was always the abused
slave being punished for not doing her chores.
After we had been living together for around eight months, I met a
girl at work and fell totally in love with her. I couldn't just kick
Janice out into the street, so I got her an apartment and paid the rent
for six months, and gave her a couple thousand dollars. Breaking up
with her was hard, and I still worry about her, but I haven't seen her
since. My fiancee is living with me now. She's not into S&M at all, but
she tolerates mild bondage games. She knows about Dana and Janice, and
occasioanlly she watches one of my S&M porno tapes with me, but its like
morbid curiosity. I really do miss the master-slave relationship I had
with Dana and Janice, but love is more important. I'll learn to make
do without the really kinky stuff.
I didn't intend to go on so long with this. I was going to make this
a kind of philosophical piece about the relationship between slave and
master. I think Dana became my slave because it allowed her to escape
from her responsibilities at work. When she was with me, she didn't
have to make decisions. There was no pressure on her. Janice is
harder for me to figure out, but I associate her total lack of any
kind of responsibility with the slave girl mentality. Maybe she was
looking for a father figure. Any comments?
David
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