Journal 07
Priya 27
Philosophy PhD candidate
- Life
- A small stipend and a smaller apartment, shared.
- Temper
- Intense. Argumentative. She overthinks everything, including the orgasm.
Kinks
- Intellectual humiliation
I'm writing a dissertation on moral luck and I am unbearable at dinner. The stipend covers rent if I don't get proud about groceries. I like men who think they can argue with me. I like sitting on their face in the middle of the argument and taking their air when the point is bad.
Breathing is a privilege I hand back if the premise improves. We have a tap-out. I am strict, not careless. I come harder when they've been wrong, and I make tea after, because I want the argument to continue with better oxygen.
The blog
2 entries, newest first.
Breathe when you're correct
Different man, my apartment, the cheap desk pushed aside so he could lie on the rug. I had assigned him a page of Anscombe. He summarized it badly while I settled over his mouth. That's not what she means by intention, I said, and I closed my thighs. He struggled, a wet useless vibration, and I stayed until his hand slapped twice and then one extra second because I am…
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He thought he had me on Frankfurt cases. He didn't. I swung a leg over and sat on his mouth before he finished the sentence. Keep talking, I said. If I can't hear a real distinction, you don't get air. Two slaps on my thigh and I get off. He knew. His voice buzzed into my cunt, which was rude and perfect. He tried to repeat the example. It was…
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