Oh Joy Sex Toy – New Kink Unlocked by Inam & Mon

Inam’s comic pages are vibrant and energetic. Their color palette is primarily electric pinks, purples, yellows, and oranges with black line work.

Page 1

Narration: I booked a ticket to go to a FLINTA* play party.

*FLINTA is a German abbreviation that means women, lesbians, intersex, non-binary, trans, and agender people.

Mon unlocks her door, huffing and puffing and looking flustered. She is a fat, dark skinned Black woman in rectangle-shaped glasses with short hair in an afro style with a parting on the left hand side (for fashion, not function). She is all bundled up in winter clothes, lugging a giant tote bag under her arm.

Narration: I’m the sort of person who focuses on what other people want, in and out of the bedroom. This year I’ve been on a journey to change that… Unmaksing, learning how to be a person… all the hard stuff.

With a dramatic FLOP, Mon falls face-first onto her bed, still completely clothed in all her layers.

Narration: I learned the term FLINTA from a bachata class I went to.

In a flashback, Mon dances confidently with another feminine person of color.

Narration: I chose this party but I am still so nervous!!!

Still in the flashback, a spotlight suddenly floods Mon and her dance partner. They look startled at the sudden attention and the sound effect “DUNUN…” plays overhead.

Back in the present, Mon empties out her tote bag onto the bed, with a wide assortment of kinky accoutrement bouncing out.

“What have I done?” She wonders to herself. “What do I wear?”

Now on her phone, she joins a group titled “Party Chat”

“Hi” She texts to the Party Chat. “I’m new.”

“Welcome!” replies a member.

In a montage, Mon tries on a handful of sex outfits in her apartment as the chat replies roll in.

“This is my first play party.” Mon types, while trying on a sexy fishnet outfit with bunny ears. She is topless, except for the black tape X-es over her areola and nipples.

“We’ll only bite with consent!” Jokes another chat member.

Mon tries on a shiny black micro skirt, bra, and the top of a shirt that only connects two long sleeves, leaving everything else exposed.

Next she puts on an elaborately lacy lingerie set with above-the-knee high stalkings and her hair pinned into two little mini buns on top.

“See you tonight!” Another chat members tells Mon.

Mon reads her replies, feeling loved and welcomed. She has settled on a thick buckled collar around her neck, crop top, and shorty-shorts for her outfit.

Page 2

As she arrives inside the play space, her anxiety kicks in.

In shadow, Mon asks herself, “What if I’m the only person of colour?” Seeing the intimidating sex furniture towering over her, she panics. “What if they MAKE ME PLAY?!?” She holds herself in anxiety, making herself as small as possible.

After a moment to collect herself, Mon peeks around the room to see… A handful of diverse people in sexy outfits.

“O-oh, about an eighth of us, not bad!” She enthuses, getting pumped.

Narration: I’ve never seen so many scantily clad hot women and enbys in one place before! Worth the price of entry alone.

Page 3

An evening of sex party shenanigans unfolds across the page in snapshots.

“I hope it doesn’t land on me…” Mon frets during a game of spin the bottle, but the rest of the crowd is happy to indulge on their turns. There are makeouts, spitting into open mouths, and spankings, but it’s the magnificent baseball bat strike against a presented bottom and the delighted “OW!!” that follows that shocks Mon to attention.

Page 4

“That’s intense. Maybe impact play isn’t for me if this is what’s expected.” Mon frets silently to herself, pulling back from the group of Spin the Bottle players.

“I always bring my favourites to a party!” Declares one of the game participants. “Here, want to see?” She asks, tossing a dainty little feathered switch into Mon’s open hands.

“Wow…” Mon marvels, running the feather across her palm.

Narration: There’s much more variety in impact play than I assumed.

“I don’t want to feel stinging, or any serious pain.” She clarifies, thinking about much more intense floggers made of strips of leather. “But I really like the feeling of these against my skin…”

With an explosion of horny glee that blasts her off the earth and into space, Mon realizes she has achieved a “NEW KINK UNLOCKED!”

Daintily returning to the world, Mon shyly but flirtatiously approaches a femme person who smiles at her as she asks, “I think I want to try… Would you do a scene with me?”

Page 5

Mon’s partner leans her over an edge as they caress her ample bottom and run their other hand over her lower back. Then, they bring out their own sturdy flogger, dragging the strips of leather over Mon’s backside. Little stars of excitement and pleasure ping off of her. And then- SMACK! The flogger strikes across her buttocks with precision, followed immediately by her play partner giving her a full, loving embrace from behind. The two look serene and happy.

Narration: I was able to completely surrender.

At the end of the night, all the play partners are sprinkled across the space, massaging, stroking, and cuddling each other. Mon reclines on her back, resting her head against her partner’s kneeling knees while they massage her scalp.

Narration: By focusing on me, I’m learning that what I want isn’t a burden, or strange- it matters, and people take pleasure in giving it to me.

“I’m already looking forward to my next party!” Mon exhales dreamily, melting into her scalp massage.