Orgasms.

There is a phenomenon in the homosapien species called orgasm.

Scientifically it is stimulation focused on a specific set of nerves which cause strong contractions and a feeling of ecstacy.

Socially it seems to be the deciding factor in whether one has self respect or not- deciding factors being based on gender of said specimen.

Basically its if you actually wanna fuck whoever you're  fucking.

For the inexperienced there are several kind of orgasms.

1. The fake orgasm.
This is the most common. I estimate around 99.99% of men have given a woman this orgasm. I love men but alot of you think longer is better. Wrong

2. The Im-late-gasm.
Oh god. YES. You are wonderful. Please dont stop.
Translation.
Gettheactualfuckoffme. Dont you relaise I have yoga class/ pick up the kids/ wash the dishes/ walk the cat.

3. Bitch-gasm
We all know it. Bitch-gasm happens days, months even weeks after stimulation usually in a pub or other public place. "So yeah... I did your lad" recognising signs of Bitch-gasm is the disgusting grin on your mates face.

4. Forced orgasm
Ace has this down. There is something more intimate in your partner making you come as oposed to you doing it or having an option. Just saying.

5. Ruined orgasm
Where I spend the evening with a kebab and a Fosters enjoying Disneys Tarzan and Ace turns it off with 9 minutes to go.
Sadism in practice.

If only.

If only there wasnt a two week gap on Game of Thrones.

Its my favourite thing to do on a monday night especially as I've gotten super busy since the new website. Although I understand that all my readers with high powered jobs must be laughing at Sumissive Charlottes definition of busy.

I have ordered a St Andrews Cross. A nice one! (Still doesn't count as busy?) Yesterday afternoon I was moved to intermediate yoga classes from beginner?

So relaxing. I'm looking to go on a yoga retreat without my phone maybe next month or the one after (sorry sorry sorry but you wouldn't want me to get boring?!).

Speaking of relaxing; last night Kate announced to her friends at work with me on speakerphone that I'm a whore. Cheers for that sugar! Then she text me calling Ace a dick this morning. Unhinged. And I found a random bruise on my leg which magically appeared between leaving the house and arriving in NW1.

Too good!

I also found out what Foie Gras is, not that Ill stop eating it, Lulu (from Stringers) said that she was pleased she was vegan when she heard so I suggested she try a steak once in a while. It would put a bit of colour in her cheeks.

Last week I did a call to London Bridge to meet a couple, it was so filthy! She didn't know I'm a pro and we told her it was me first time with a girl. Obviously I got to involved in the licking and fingering and almost blew the pretense. After her tenth orgasm it must have been hard to believe it was my first time. Oh the irony.

I'm definitely better with girls than boys, not that Im exactly clueless with men but Ive never had any complaints from Ace, but thats a different story.

How damn hot...

How damn hot is the weather?
Can someone just tie me up in a bucket of ice please? I thought I was going to melt on the way to the tube this morning and not is a good way. My bratty, bitchy side came out earning me a few disproving looks from Ace. I better be nice later. I did invite Alex over to sip prosecco and gossip on my balcony. It does make everything a little easier to cope with.
Its a dirty job but someones gotta do it.

How damn hot are my new pictures?
Yes so I built it up quiet a lot and tortured a lot of people who asked me exactly what it was on arrival in Baker Street. Worth it though. I sure think so. Plus I really enjoyed dancing about a studio infront of lights for a day even thought it was exhausting. Already planning the next one!

How damn hot is Angelina Jolie in Maleficent? That woman was born to be Maleficent, without doubt. Kate and I are going to see it the second it comes out then I am going to torture Alex about it until he goes to see it out of sheer Sadism.

Eye Contact.

Disclaimer: This is just an observation and a comment on previously mentioned obvservation. That is I am in no way dictating how you live your sex life.

Just to remove any further petty discrepancies via twitter this also not a user guide. When I write that, everyone will know.

Right.

Eye contact. Its a very popular part of social science, for example if you make eye contact your more likely to get the job or the extra credit for the class, further on from that- seem more interested and attractive to ones prospective partner and is (dont quote me) twice as likely to get the date.

Buy don't you dare slink into my boudoir and try those jedi mind tricks with me err no if you please Sir.

I was trained by the best. Long before I was seducing men on every corner (too funny) in London and even before I was staggering about table tops in oversized heels. My first trainer had some sort of no bullshit policy about it.

Rule one.
Charlotte must not look up under any circumstances without permission.

This is not a good rule to break, it can be painful. Although it is a standard practice in dicipline aspect of BDSM.

If we can just pause here. Last night it occured to me that half of you probably have no idea what Im on about here. Ace asked me last night what BDSM meant, it broke my heart a bit.

Incase you are innocent and uncorrupted like my dear Ace, BDSM stands for Bondage, Dicipline and Sado-Masochism. Which is to say you can tie me up, tell me to keep still, tell me off, whip me in punishment- you'll enjoy it and I'll enjoy it.

Off BDSM and onto porn. One of the staple scenes in pornography is Girl on knees giving Man blow job.

He says.

"Look at me baby oh yeah mmm keep looking"

This happens alot in my sessions too which is confusing me because I was always told to put all effort and enthusiasm into the job in hand or mouth as the case may be. Infact if I was ever caught looking mid job Id usually be punished in extreme and very very interesting ways.

I do sometimes look quickly at Ace but always look away again even quicker. Not for fear of getting caught- hell, Ace is hardly able to string a sentance together when I do that anyway, even still five (almost six) years after I was trained not to look and I still feel guilty? This is what makes me wonder. If eye contact is such an excellent tool for dicipline and a subcontious power play tool then what is the "look at me" during oral sex thing about anyway?