Intimacy & The Personal Slut

Today I’m going to share with you a little piece I posted on Fetlife: Intimacy & The Personal Slut. 
I’ve been having a little think back lately to a conversation I had with an old work colleague. I think, despite being a few years older than him, he always saw me as the sweet and innocent girl that I am 99% of the time. In our last month working together, my perspectives on love, lust and limerence, and the way I prioritised them, shifted.

One day, we got talking about sluttiness. He believed that deep down, every woman wants to be a filthy little slut. My opinion differed.

I am a self confessed personal slut.

For me, being someone’s dirty little bitch means so much more than having dozens of people wanking over my pictures. I would rather give myself to someone who makes me feel special (and buys me Oreos) than show my lady parts to 150 people. There simply isn’t the same level of intimacy, care or appreciation, all of which are hugely underrated. I may tease from time to time. I’ll post things when I need a little attention or validation. But the filthiest, sluttiest Biscuit comes out behind closed doors, and most of you will never meet her.