Unmasking this (and that) blog

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I just want to make things clear. There are indeed two blogs. The first one is on Tumblr: thesugarjane.tumblr.com and the second is right here at thesugarjane.wordpress.com.

Both are mine, but after some time blogging I now understand how to distinguish between the two. The Tumblr is mostly things I see on Tumblr. There is a great company there too. The WordPress, however, is a lot more personal and intimate. I only do write my own posts there and this is what I really am and what I live for.

The cross-posting is set up from WordPress to Tumblr (but not the other way round) so all you see on WP will sooner or later appear at Tumblr tagged ‘personal’. Check this tag if you are up to a more serious content.

I do love Tumblr for the pace and visual part, but I also value WordPress for the easiness of commenting, which is free and open to anyone regardless of any registration. I do read all messages, comments and questions everywhere and do my best to respond. Feel free to get in touch.

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Playing a role of a toy is often a very pleasant experience, I agree. It does also have a few sides that I need to convince myself into.

One of my Daddies is particularly fond of babydolls. I keep asking him why, but still did not manage to get a decent answer. I guess it is just one of those things men have their minds set upon without any reason. So he asks me to wear one for him.

The fact is: Continue reading “Babydolls”

My fears

This is my nearly constant fear actually. Not the worst one, of course. Probably one of the funniest.

I am afraid to tear the bed and to get stuck with my heels there if I do not take it off.

Sometimes I end up in the bed still wearing something. Most of the time it is the lingerie, but sometimes Daddy asks to wear pumps too. Since I am a stiletto fan, most of my heels are quite sharp and I really feel like puncturing the linen or the tapestry if I am not careful.

It never happened actually and deep inside I try to convince myself that I will not do any harm even if I lose control, but I still worry. It makes me behave in a pretty stupid way probably. I try to raise legs up all the time. Maybe this is why I am asked to do so? 🙂


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My Tumblr account is now behaving. It simply denies my attempts to log in. Says I am a robot (well, I sure am!) and I do not know the correct password (I am dumb, for sure!). So it cannot let me in and sends me to a billion captcha tests.

I am already tired of selecting cars and street signs…

It all does look like someone has hacked my account. But I did not receive any messages that someone has changed the password…

PS It is fine now. I reset the password, but it looks strange.

A little bit of extra training

Got myself a pair of those. Now trying to figure out a proper way to wear them without making fun of myself.

It is not that I look weird. In fact I am surprised how easy it is to keep them inside. But inserting makes me laugh and I just can not stop. I really do not understand why. It is just funny. 🙂

So I can not use it so far. They say it is good for posture, but I need to have it in for a while and I am not yet ready to walk like this…

The con I can’t stop thinking about

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Having written about the reasons why I still think that enhancement is not the right thing for me is (very girly) the simple dislike for the big size lingerie. I have made some research (not too much though) and most of what I saw was not what I would like to wear anyway.

This is apparently a trouble with the big cup size: the bra need to be supportive and although the designers make (pathetic) attempts to hide widened straps and to make the cups airy and attractive, they fail in most cases. The bras look heavy and non elegant. They probably do work well, but there should be some excitement in everything, not purely in the amount of (false) flesh.

Continue reading “The con I can’t stop thinking about”

What do you think?

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It took me quite some time to figure out whether I like similar sets or not. This post has been saved as a draft a lot more times than nearly any other.

As usual there are pros and cons. I do love the lacy style here. And it looks comfortable too. But what makes me say a final no is the mismatch between the white colour and the skin. Or not the skin, but the overall appearance.

Basically it is the tone of the white background that spoils it all for me.

Secret confession

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Well, since I am trying hard to be fair here, I suppose I have to admit that being bent over something (a couch or a table mostly) is quickly gaining points among my favourites.

It has been strange at start, but feeling less freedom and yet not stopping the scene from developing further now gives quite an emotion and a wave of excitement. Standing like this was a stressful experience. I felt that if anything goes wrong I do not have enough space to compensate. Continue reading “Secret confession”

Look up

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As if someone sadly has heard me thinking aloud.

A recent conversation ended up with a sudden offer to erm… take part in my boob job. Not as a must, but rather a suggestion. I felt really weird about a man talking what he would like to see about me. Weird feeling. I am kinda used to discussing very intimate questions with my men (better be ready before than to realise he expects something awkward from me later), but this was somehow different.

It was not as ‘what I can do for him’, but rather a ‘what he would like to do with me’. I suppose this is the difference. Strangely enough I was not as angry as I thought I should be. A lot of factors Continue reading “Look up”

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