How to beg

I was a huge huge fan of Bitchy Jones’s Diary. Her blog is still on my blog roll even though she stopped writing there (and removed a lot of her content) in February 2010  *sad face*. But I just discovered that I saved a couple of my favourite posts… wheeee!!!

I am really not so big on begging because it has to be sincere and believable to work for me, and most men can’t pull it off. But Oh. My. Fucking God.  When it’s done right… Guh.

This was an email that Bitchy Jones got from her submissive, Jack, when she asked how he would like to use his new tongue stud.

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How I would most like to use it?
Most of all?
Hard to choose, there’s so many places on you I’d like to use my tongue; your mouth, your neck, your armpits (I love that, god I do) your tits, your belly, your earlobes and your arsehole, all of you.

But I have to be obvious. Because I can’t lie (to you least of all) I want to use my tongue, my stud, in, on, over your cunt.

I want your cunt.

And O god I can barely type I want it so much.

I want so much for you to let me, please, O god please, let me start slowly, just the tip of my tongue, soft and hot and salt from the piss you made me lick, licking you from perineum to clit spreading you.

And then if I could only please please please I fucking want to follow the same path with the stud, smooth and hard, and weaving from side to side, and then just arcing all the way around your clitoris.

And could I? I really-really-really want to, please, please let me push my tongue as far into you as I can and twist it back and forth, painting on the walls of your cunt with the ball.

Or let me beg, let me let you know how much I fucking need again to lick your clit, using mostly the tip but swapping back and forth with the stud that I put through my tongue for you.

Or listen to me, listen to me plead, listen to my voice desperate for my flickering really fast with the ball – back and forth with the flat of my tongue cupping.

Or, please, just using the metal, spelling strange words in an unconscious alphabet on you.

Or, god please, just the tip of the tongue holding you as I move my head ever so slightly back and forth.

Or, fucking Jesus please, fucking please, long slow strokes like how I started but harder.. the long wet heat of my tongue with a speed bump of metal to let you know how fast or slow I’m going.

Or, please, what I really, really love, please let me, allow me, please, most of all, please, sucking your clit into my mouth biting so I’m holding you still and working the stud over and round and up and down and in and out over and over and over again.

I’d take any hurt I had to to be allowed to do that, and more.

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And that, boys, is how you beg.

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33 Comments

  1. Ferns-

    eh……Sorry, doesn't do much for me.

    I was never a Bitchy Jones acolyte/fan, so that may be part of it.

    But I think it's more of a case of different styles for different Dominas/FemDom couples.

    Begging that I've done has been, well, different. There's begging that involves interaction, Q&A, self-humiliation and self-degradation.

    Examples which come to mind have been taking Mistress' strapon, making love to it orally, and such…..

    -s

  2. lawyer: “OMG…. I have come a really long way. Saratoga,I agree with you”

    No no… this means you are now thinking like a male sub… *laugh*.

    Seriously, though, of course it will work for some and not for others. That's what makes finding someone compatible such a challenge.

    Ferns

  3. J: “Makes me want to grab my boy by the hair and do bad things to him!”

    Oh god, me too!!

    When I first read this (and after I got past the brain stuttering), I thought of this as “PhD-Level Begging”, and just like a whole bunch of things that work for me, I can't teach this stuff. Either he can do it, or he can't, and this one… sooo can.

    Ferns

  4. Stabbity: “Guh. That last line really does it for me.”

    I am not sure which part I like best and want to repeat bits and go 'this!' and 'this!!'. But yes, the last line is the kicker!!

    Ferns

  5. So THAT'S how it's done. It makes me wonder. If I had used that sort of thing on the female police officer who pulled me over a few weeks ago, would she still have given me that traffic ticket?

  6. slapshot: “If I had used that sort of thing on the female police officer who pulled me over a few weeks ago, would she still have given me that traffic ticket?”

    It's a gamble. She might have put you in lockup.

    Not the one at the police station though.

  7. I feel this is a love letter. It is not rocket science. It is not a thing to learn. It is not a thing to copy.

    To write a love letter you just feel it. Then you say it.

    A lot of women would like this letter. If I was a woman, I would like this letter.

    Of course not all women like it. That’s fine. Each woman is different. You always need to get to know each other. That’s just as it should be.

    Satan

  8. I too miss Bitchy Jone's Diary

    @saratoga: Maybe it's not so much the words he uses or the way it was written. Maybe it's the energy that's behind the writing. There's no way he wasn't sitting on the edge of his chair typing this letter to her. Imagining. Wanting. Wishing that she was right there with him

    That's what turns me on about this.

  9. Peroxide: “You ought have a how to tag, or maybe I should just save this on the off chance, that maybe, someday I'll need it.”

    I suggest you write it out by hand and put it on the fridge. You know, just in case…

    Ferns

  10. slapshot: “If I had used that sort of thing on the female police officer who pulled me over a few weeks ago, would she still have given me that traffic ticket?”

    Next time I suggest you try it, though I'd avoid using the word 'cunt' at all costs. I think police officer + man in trouble + the word 'cunt' is a recipe for bad things to happen.

    Ferns

  11. Friz Q.: “It's a gamble. She might have put you in lockup. Not the one at the police station though.”

    *laugh* On the other hand… this.

    Win-win!!

    Ferns

  12. G.E.: “There's no way he wasn't sitting on the edge of his chair typing this letter to her. Imagining. Wanting. Wishing that she was right there with him

    That's what turns me on about this.”

    *nod nod* Me too. It reeks of sincere desperation and passion and intense focus and and… *swoon*

    Ferns

  13. Ferns-

    It doesn't matter what role I take or my gender.

    The question is whether that is 'how begging is done.'

    And I am explaining that other Females- Dominant Females– used different techniques. Plus, if I'm the one doing the begging, then I guess I'll be doing what I believe pleases the Female to whom I am begging at the moment.

    See, in a larger sense, saying one woman knows how to tell everyone how to beg is to reduce every woman to that one.

    Hardly, I am sure, what you intended. You're much smarter and better than that. Even you say so! :)

    -s

  14. saratoga: “Hardly, I am sure, what you intended. You're much smarter and better than that. Even you say so!”

    *smile* No, that was not what I intended.

    You already hit it with this in your first comment:

    “But I think it's more of a case of different styles for different Dominas/FemDom couples.”

    Of course it is!

    Ferns

  15. Jake: “ahahaha, there should be classes on this! Think of it, begging night school could exist!”

    Funny you should say this, since I have just received a comment in my About Me section from Jack (unfortunately not THIS Jack), and he did not do any begging (boo hiss), however he is offering a guide on 'how to give a blowjob'… that's, like, the same thing, right?

    Ferns

  16. You know, I love your blog. It is your place to express your feelings. The fact that my style/likes/kink looks much like yours…helps, of course.

    The thing is – IF I didn't appreciate your style or your opinions: I would not read your blog.

    I would not come on here and post negative disagreements on each and every post. That seems to smack of…envy? jealousy? self-doubt? the desire to put others down (mistakenly thinking it raises you up)? argumentative for no understandable reason? Or maybe…just trolling for more quality readers to her blog?

    There is NOTHING dominant (or attractive for that matter) about pettiness that expresses itself with put-downs and classless bitchiness.

    I am glad for your blog, Ferns. And if you ever find yourself really tired of the downers: remember, it is your blog. You dont have to allow nonsense. It is like your home. You only need to invite and welcome those who are pleasant to be around. Being a bad guest (especially when repeatedly) is terms for not being invited back in my world. Or…locating the delete button. No one would blame you or think you are intolerant. You have been far more patient than I would have….lol.

    Class. You have it or not….*shrug

    -MistressKimm

  17. Ferns,

    I cracked up, evidently, being able to blow smoke rings is the same as being able to give a blow job. (I met a male friend I haven't seen in 5 years, then get a 45 minute lecture on how blowing smoke rings is *exactly* like giving a blowjob). Not sure where I was going with this story, but regardless, I cracked up.

  18. Jake: “I cracked up, evidently, being able to blow smoke rings is the same as being able to give a blow job.”

    I cannot believe this. I can't. What sort of candy-arsed blow job would that be? *laugh*

    I need a demo!! Tell your friend.

    Ferns

  19. Ferns,

    Of what? Smoke rings? I can do them, they're rather easy once you get the technique down *grin*. No idea about the blow jobs, haven't seen him in ages, so you're kind of out of luck in that regards.

    Jake

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