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Storm in the distance - *Guest Post on Bangs & Whimpers!*

I got to do a Guest Blog Post on Bangs & Whimpers! This is my contribution:

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Storm in the distance

Her face is contorted as it presses against the warm glass of my apartment window. I squeeze her there naked and exposed and she squeezes me back as I move inside her. My air conditioning unit blows cold air up through our legs, buzzing and whirring with a sense of unbalanced desperation. It still can’t keep up with the heat we’re making.

As soon as I’d got her home I’d made her strip down to her bright white underwear and put both her hands on the window sill… Her ass is still warm and reddened from that spanking.

Now her hands are pressed against the glass as she tries to resist the force of me thrusting into her. I wrap my arms around her, pressing her limbs and body together into a single ball of warm flesh that’s mine for the taking.
In front of us the lights of the city are coming on. New York’s buildings are a black jumble of blunt and pointed teeth, gnawing on the backdrop of orange twilight. A million windows silently watching.

I bite her back, and then whisper in her ear;
“I want the whole world to see what a disgraceful slut you are!”

I watch the reflection of her face compressed sideways against that hard pane. Her expression is rich with emotion as it leaves a greasy smear on the glass, but the specific identity of those feelings is a mystery.

The noises she makes almost resemble crying, but I’ve learnt her sounds now and these whimpers no longer give me pause. Her list of likes, dislikes, and curiosities is printed in my mind, and my moderated brutality always brings her back for more.

In the distance the Empire State is bathed in red. The floodlights in it’s crown are warming up for the night as we sweat and fuck below. Our salute to the city.


I wake in the night to see her lying beside me, the edge of my thin white sheet just resting below her breasts. It is getting warm and muggy in my apartment now. I switched off the air con so that it didn’t keep us awake with its habitual rumbling. I have the feeling some stimulus has woken me, but, save for the breathing of the girl beside me, everything here is quiet and still.

A flash of electricity lights up my curtains, illuminating my room with a burst of bright blue. I wait for the accompanying thunder... but it never comes.

After a while there is another silent flash. The lightning storm must be too far away to hear, perhaps its electric tendrils are discharging high up over New Jersey and the thunder is dissipating in the humid night air. Lying in this quiet room it creates an odd effect, like some sort of science-fiction space battle is happening outside. Apocalyptic almost.

More electric blue flickers over the body that lies in bed with me. Her nipples seize my attention as they flash, crisp and focused, out of that fuzzy darkness.

She moves a little as she lies there sleeping.
‘What is she dreaming?’ I wonder

Perhaps she could wake up and tell me, but even if she described her dream in great detail I still wouldn’t know what it’s really like inside that sleeping head.

Book launched!

I've published my book on Amazon! I know, it took me long enough, but now all 92 thousand words of it are out there for you to read for less than the price of a cocktail / pint / real book made of paper!

Please download it and leave nice reviews! At the moment I'm doing this all by myself so if you decide this book is worth reading I need your help getting it out there. Tell your friends! Tell your elderly relatives! Tell your pets! Tell random strangers on public transport!

This is it:


This is a true story about one Englishman’s ride on the New York dating roller-coaster, including the romantic highs, the quiet lows, and the unfortunate periods of dizziness and nausea.

The book follows Dr Timothy Tuttlesmith’s evolution from inexperienced Oxford graduate to BDSM savvy New Yorker. Online dating is the catalyst of his downfall, as while using an experimental dating profile he makes the surprising discovery that quite a lot of girls want to be tied up and spanked… He also discovers that he quite enjoys tying them up and spanking them. Here Timmy re-tells the comedy highlights of his kinky dating shenanigans, including all the naughty sexy bits, but presented in an honest and non-idealised fashion. He attempts to tackle the myths and stigma that surround the subject and portrays kinky people as what they are; a diverse and interesting mix of perfectly sane individuals (for the most part anyway...)

Timmy is also looking for romantic connections and not just sexcapades with submissive girls who like to be dominated. However, to have any hope of finding love, he must first navigate the complicated politics of New York dating. His stories provide a catalogue of his dating faux-pas, only some of which he can blame on being English. These anecdotes also present snapshots of the various fascinating female characters that he is fortunate enough to encounter along the way. Dating fuels explorations of the weird and wonderful world that is New York; a metropolis that stands as a testament to the power of the American dream. While he investigates the city’s different neighbourhoods he begins to feel at home strolling along NY’s many sidewalks, and in this city the girl of his dreams always seems to hover just around the next corner.

However, as time goes by, our protagonist also experiences some of the emotional pitfalls of modern dating and he begins to fear that the nature of human connection is changing in ways beyond anyone’s control. Strolling amongst the city’s bright lights Timmy finds himself wondering where exactly he is trying to get to on his journey, which has already brought him a very long way from home.


Please share, if this book is successful I plan to publish a paper version, and maybe work on a sequel, but one thing at a time! Anyway, hopefully I will now have some more breathing room to work on writing blog posts, draw, and tidy up what's on here already.

Watch this space!

Timmy  xoxox