Archive for the 'bdsm' Category

Pain and Healing

Published on March 4, 2010 in D/s, Uncategorized, anxiety, bdsm, depression, emotions, happy, kink, masochism, needle play, orgasm denial, orgasm on command, pillow princess, sex toys, shio, squirting and wartenburg wheel. 3 Comments

For my twitter followers, it’s no news that I’ve been dealing with some severe PMS lately (may even be PMDD). The week before my period I experience mood swings, depression, anxiety, difficulty concentrating, fatigue, increased appetite, and considering I suffer from clinical depression already, this turns into one roller coaster of a hellish week for me and many of those around me. However, MasterDoc has been working with me to try to figure out ways we can head it off or treat it in some way. The obvious answer is that I should go to my gynecologist and possibly be put on hormonal birth control. But beyond that, there’s something we can do to diminish the effects of PMS – BDSM. (It takes an acronym to fight an acronym.)

I put in a special request for him to use the new Wartenberg wheel I purchased recently, and needles as well. I could tell I needed something even more endorphin-triggering than a spanking. I also needed cuddles, which he administered right away when I got to his place.

I had never played with the wheel before – although sometime in my earlier life I’m sure it was used on me medically to test nerve reactions. He ran the wheel and its sharp pins over my naked body. The sensation made me jump and giggle. It felt like tickle, but also like pain and finally it sometimes felt like little electric shocks running over my body. It turned me on surprisingly well and fast. That intense melange of sensations immediately woke up my senses. I felt the insistent swell of my labia as I became aroused. I was surprised at how easily it worked for me, but as MasterDoc later pointed out he had taken the time to do a little foreplay before that. I don’t remember what came before, however, just what came after.

He slapped my inner thighs, always the most painful part of my body to have slapped. Being slapped on the pussy can hurt a great deal too, but I think the skin on my thighs is just too thin and sensitive. He took an alcohol swab, cleaned up an area of my inner thigh and took in the expression on my face when I realized he was going to stick me in such a sensitive spot. I was nervous. A little bit freaked out even. But he slid one needle into my thigh, and the pain lasted only a second while it penetrated the skin. Following the needle stick was an amazing endorphin rush. Everything around me faded away, and I could feel this “whoosh” of chemicals flood my body. It felt like I’d imagine shooting heroin to feel. It was like shooting up drugs, only there were no drugs on or going through the needle. It was purely a brand new hypodermic needle – no syringe – fresh out of the package. Fuck. It was amazing.

He did a second needle, which hurt a little more than the first, but it produced another rush. I think I’ve found a new favorite way to get an endorphin high.

With the needles in place, he pressed on them a little and I welcomed the slight pain. He used the magic wand on my clit and drove me completely fucking crazy. He pressed it hard into my clit, unrelenting for the most part (kinda like I tend to do when I use the wand on another woman). I moaned, partly with pleasure, partly with desperation to come. I was worried that he’d manage to make me come without me getting permission first. I finally gave in and begged when he dragged it out and he still didn’t tell me to come. After a little more teasing, he gave me permission. The endorphins already released through my body enhanced the orgasms I had. My eyes bugged out one moment as I gasped for air. The next minute they were shut tight as I blabbered some nonsensical noises and combinations of “oh god” and “oh fuck.” My right hand grabbed at MasterDoc’s back and his hair. He had me take the wand over, and he used my Ella dildo. He fucked me with it hard and I kept the wand on my clit. I came for what felt like 10 minutes. It probably wasn’t that long, but it seemed to go on forever. If all the women of the world could feel this way at least once a week we’d have a world full of happy women. Heck, once a month would be an improvement for many women. I was surprised how long he made me come, but with lessening my depression as a goal, I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised. After, I was wiped out and very, very satisfied. A puddle of come had accumulated under me.

I was also very happy. And the next day, and the day after, I wasn’t depressed any more. I still had some PMS symptoms to deal with, but damn, if that didn’t cure my depression.

I’m a very lucky girl.

MasterDoc’s depression cure works again!

Snowed In with Kink Academy

Published on February 26, 2010 in D/s, Uncategorized, bdsm, fantasy and kink. 1 Comment

I had a great afternoon watching videos on KinkAcademy.com. I loved the self-bondage (rope handcuffs) instructions from Klawdya Rothschild. MasterDoc is not good with rope, perhaps I can tie myself up for him.

While it’s not a porn site, the instructional videos cause my mind to wander off into fantasies. Watching a video on caning I developed this image of me in the behind the back restraint, with the dental gag in, being caned while bent over the sofa or something. *fans self* Watching Lee Harrington’s video on age play made me think of various role playing possibilities. MasterDoc and I have talked a little about role playing lately. Not our usual, ongoing roles of Dominant and submissive, but perhaps things like Headmaster and naughty school girl, or Doctor/patient. I remember my first boyfriend and I doing a lot of role playing, since we were stuck in my car a lot we’d pretend one of us was chauffeur and the other the rich employer who seduces them. Or that one of us was totally innocent and the other is introducing them to sex (the innocent bit was not so far from the truth for either of us).

I love how Kink Academy puts a huge emphasis on safety. If you’re going to do most bdsm practices, learning what you’re doing is so important. Also, despite being an experienced kinkster, I learn new things all the time from the Kink Academy videos. Oh and I noticed this visit that there are even some free videos. Go check ‘em out.

Monday Show

Published on February 26, 2010 in D/s, Uncategorized, bdsm, caning, humiliation play, kink, masturbation, orgasm on command, piss play, sex, sex toys and show. 1 Comment

I’m terribly behind in chronicling this, but hopefully I remember (and jotted down) enough details to make this a worthwhile blog entry.

MasterDoc had a man over for a show on Monday. This man had seen DeeDee already and when MasterDoc texted him about coming over to see me, he sent the coded text: “Would you like to come see my other property Monday night?”

I set up my laptop so it played internet porn on MasterDoc’s television. There was a lot of chat, the guy who came was very friendly and not terribly unlike MasterDoc (same generation, Jewish, similar personality). It was a mostly jovial, relaxed situation that night. While that’s fun, it’s also hard to get “in the mood” when there’s a lot of joking.

MasterDoc and I both weren’t particularly horny that night, but the show must go on! He caned me for a while, lovely stripes showing up on my ass. I was in need of a beating so I was glad. After, MasterDoc had me suck his cock for a bit, but he wasn’t getting very hard because he had to urinate.

Yup. You can guess what happened next. The guy wanted to see him pee on me and MasterDoc was happy to oblige. I knelt in the tub while MasterDoc pissed on me and the other guy jerked off to orgasm. I have to admit, it was pretty fucking hot. The warm piss running down my body, some humiliation felt, the other guy obviously really excited and pulling furiously on his cock. Funny thing is, the guy said after that the peeing is just not his thing. Pretty funny considering how worked up he was and that he came quickly and easily!

When gathering toys for the show, I was smart and thought that MasterDoc might want the nipple suckers (they’re snake bite suckers really). I was dead on. He placed them on my nipples and the suction hurt. He mercilessly flicked them, watching the expression on my face.

He had me lay back with the suckers still on my nipples and play with the magic wand. I writhed on the floor with the wand buzzing on my clit. MasterDoc removed the suckers, turned me over and fucked me from behind. The guy was permitted to play with my breasts as I was fucked and he even ended up holding the magic wand for me when I grew tired of holding myself up with one arm. MasterDoc eventually let me come, and when I did he switched to his fingers and slammed my pussy as I came. He made me keep coming until I could come no more.

I lay on the mat and the guy massaged my back a little while MasterDoc took a call. The guy asked me to tug on his balls while he stroked himself and after making sure I had permission from MasterDoc I obliged. MasterDoc specifically told the guy not to come on my face, and he ended up coming on my hand as I pulled down his balls. He was kind enough to grab a tissue and wipe my hand off immediately after.

Mood Swings

Published on February 16, 2010 in anxiety, bdsm, crazy, depression, derangement, edge play, emotions, kink, masochism, mental illness, sex, sex toys and stress. 5 Comments

It’s hard dealing with mental illness. I suffer from depression and when it hits it makes everything seem terrible and insurmountable. When it passes, I think, “How silly that I was THAT worked up.” In the meantime, I’ve quite possibly put MasterDoc or Davey through hell. Thankfully, they both love me and understand that I can’t really control the depression. Doesn’t make it any easier for them to deal with it though. It’s also not fun for me either.

Yesterday was one of those days. I seem to be having more of them than usual lately. I plan to talk to my shrink about medication, because perhaps the regimen I’ve been on for a few years now isn’t working as well.

In a fit of pique, I declared on twitter that I was giving up sex. I’m sure people reading that knew it wouldn’t stick. By the time the day was over I had sex with MasterDoc (entirely of my choosing) and orgasms helped settle me. We’re working on ways to help head off these bouts via beatings (endorphins help), medication, orgasms, and anything else that might help level off or lift my mood. Unfortunately I was a teary, angry mess yesterday before things could be headed off. When I started to gain perspective on the situation (“Oh, I see! This is depression speaking and making everything seem so irreparably terrible!”) cuddles helped a great deal. I cried a lot, started getting depressed about having been depressed (not to mention having been so harsh to MasterDoc). MasterDoc and I laughed about that a bit – the whole getting depressed because I get depressed. It’s silly I know, but I do feel terrible guilt for being difficult when I’m depressed.

I appreciate all the support from my twitter and facebook friends as I rode through the turmoil yesterday. It’s wonderful that people I don’t even really know will offer words of encouragement and support.

That’s why I didn’t get around to blogging about my Sunday evening in with MasterDoc. It was a bumpy night in a way – there was sex, a break, MasterDoc not really feeling like doing a lot but meanwhile I was craving a long night of hard, rough sex. (Been watching too much rough sex porn lately.) He decided that he wanted to come, and we played with ourselves while watching porn. He was going to come on me but the spurts didn’t quite make it to my hip that was laying beside him. I used the magic wand on myself and thankfully MasterDoc gave me a little of what I was craving then. Hand on throat, slapped thighs, I begged him to hurt me. The roughness made me come so much harder than I would have with the magic wand alone.

I can’t wait to try more rough stuff with him.

Rough Porn

Published on February 14, 2010 in D/s, Uncategorized, anal, bdsm, edge play, gags, horny, humiliation play, kink, masochism, masturbation, orgasm denial, orgasm on command, porn, sadism, sex, sex toys, slut and submissive. 2 Comments

He asked if I wanted it long and slow, or short and fast. I said slow, hoping for a long evening of kink. He had that serious domly look in his eyes, the one that makes me oh so hot. He had me sit up so he could play with my tits. He’d look me right in the eye and then twist a nipple to watch the look on my face as it hurt. In the background we had rough sex porn running, and I was insanely wet already. I know it’s so wrong, and I know that extreme stuff can make people uncomfortable (because of its resemblance to some very bad things) but Jesus, watching a woman get her face fucked makes me so hot and so want to be in her place. I want to be roughly handled, gagged on his cock. I want to be a drooling mess.

He tried out the new dental gag I bought, it was really hot for the humiliation aspect of it, as i sat there with my mouth wide open. (It’s a Jennings dental gag, but without the strap like the one on this page.) It’s a shame I didn’t drool but I found my mouth growing dry instead. My tongue was exposed for him to see and it felt naked without teeth and lips to hide behind.

MasterDoc grabbed the magic wand, and he pressed it to my clit. My eyes would flicker, then close and I’d be lost in my ever increasing arousal. It flooded me, flooded my senses. I would come so close to coming and he would stop. And the fact that he was controlling my arousal and eventual orgasm made it even hotter. He teased me for a bit and I was lost in his intense eyes. Him being in control makes me so hot.

He had me remove the gag. Not only was my mouth dry but he was concerned that I’d break a tooth if I came with it in. We watched more porn, and I loved how the porn actress played the part of someone who’s surprised at the rough treatment she’s getting and oh dear how scared she is! I can get hot off of it if I can tell it’s play. I so desperately want to act out a scene like that with MasterDoc. I want to play scared, and let myself get into the role and feel scared. I want him to take me roughly, slap me about, push me down. I want him to piss on me. I want him to use my body in delicious and horrible ways. I was actually disappointed when he got up to go pee last night and didn’t decide to piss on me. I want to be passed around to various people for them to use my body.

He worked my Njoy plug into my ass and I stroked my wet clit and breathed heavy. I was so aroused. There was no hiding it. No hiding my sexuality. No hiding how much I wanted it.

He fucked me from behind with the stainless steel plug in my ass. I felt so full and having both holes filled like that was amazing. Oh god I wanted to come! Being fucked like that was so hot, I could feel him play with the plug in my ass. The only thing that could have improved that wonderful scenario is if another cock was available to go into my mouth at the same time.

In the porn, the actress is fucked up the ass by one man, while she’s being gagged on the cock of the other. Fuck. I want to experience that.

My knees gave out, so I had to crawl down onto the mat. After a breather and returning to my wits, I turned towards MasterDoc and played with his chest. I lusted after him so completely.

But alas, he wanted a snack. (And you can tell that this is a true story and not erotica, because the Dom doesn’t stop for a snack in the middle of an erotica piece.) I lay on the living room floor (we had been on the mat, you see) and watched the porn continue playing on the television. Seeing that woman being used and fucked and slapped around made me so hot. I’m sure MasterDoc could hear my moaning from the kitchen as I furiously stroked my clit. He came back in with some food and told me that I could make myself come if I wanted to.

So I focused on the porn and rubbed my slick clit until I came. To help me come, he held down my shoulder with his foot as best he could. The combination of hot porn, rapidly rubbed clit, being held down a little, and being under his foot led me to an explosive orgasm.

After all that expended energy, I needed a break, myself. A little later he decided that he wanted to come. I was slightly disappointed as I craved more fucking. But I played with his ass like he told me to and I grew more aroused knowing that he wanted to come in my mouth. When he was close to coming , I moved around to the front of him and placed my mouth right by the tip of his cock. I put his cock in my mouth as he came and then slid it further into my mouth to suck on the shaft. This kept him twitching with pleasure and it was so hot. I held his come in my mouth like he likes, and he told me to dribble it out onto the towel under me. I let it drool out and he was happy. I felt like a dirty slut and it felt so good.

I could have gone on all night fucking. I feel like something’s awakened in me that hasn’t been awake in years. I can’t remember going all night fucking for a very long time.

Dental Gag Porn

Published on February 12, 2010 in D/s, bdsm, bondage, gags, humiliation play, kink, photos and sexy thoughts. 0 Comments

I don’t share photos found on the net often, but I thought this picture was hot. (Courtesy of the wonderful Gloria Brame’s blog.) I recently bought a dental gag, and have fantasies of being gagged with it (notice the thread of drool coming out of her mouth uncontrollably – hot!) and then at the end of the scene, MasterDoc coming in my mouth as it’s held wide open and I look up at him.

Wishes Fulfilled

Published on February 10, 2010 in D/s, Uncategorized, bdsm, blow jobs, caning, edge play, fantasy, kink, masochism, nipple clamps, orgasm denial, orgasm on command, sex, sex toys, shio, spanking, squirting, stress, trust and wishing box. 0 Comments

I haven’t blogged in over a week, not content that I’ve generated at least. I’ve been dealing with a particularly rough bout of premenstrual symptoms and haven’t felt like writing. MasterDoc gave me a therapeutic beating last Wednesday that helped in the short term, but ultimately I was having enough internal issues that it didn’t last. Funnily enough, yesterday he and I both – separately – hypothesized that I may have PMDD (premenstrual dysphoric disorder). Definitely something I will ask my gynecologist about next time. I have about a dozen of the symptoms.

Today the symptoms are starting to break, but even yesterday I was feeling anxious and irritable enough to be struggling with it. I didn’t sleep over MasterDoc’s due to the impending snow (and I am glad I went home last night!) but I did visit him for a few hours. We reconnected. He reassured me that yes, if I’m in emotional crisis like I had been last Friday night I did the right thing by getting in touch with him.

Since my mood was still unstable last night, MasterDoc declared I needed a beating and orgasms. And indeed they helped like they usually do. After he shook off the silly mood he was in, he had me lay down on the bed, face down and took the cane to my ass. The strikes focused my thoughts. I took the cane fairly well, but then he dribbled some melted wax on me. Yikes! It pooled slightly on my lower back and I kicked one leg up while trying to deal with the pain. The wax was particularly difficult to take last night. I seem to be out of practice. The caning continued and took me into subspace. I didn’t get wet like I often do but considering how not myself I felt that’s not entirely surprising. He used the little rubber flogger on me, the little ends gathering together to sting my ass.
He had me on hands and knees for some beating, and propped the magic wand against me but it kept slipping away from the perfect spot, so even though I had permission to come I couldn’t quite get there. I let MasterDoc know that it was sliding out of place, and he took over, pressing it against my clit, making me come. He took out a toy that we haven’t really used yet: snake bite suckers. The set comes with two larger ones and one thinner sucker that’s just right for the clitoris. Thankfully he only put the larger two on my nipples. As my tits hung down he commented on how they resembled udders. He flicked them with his fingers which hurt. He has decided he really likes them, and as I can wear them longer than nipple clamps he plans to have me walking around the swing club with them on. He had me kneel up, and he tormented my nipples some more.

He had me lay on my back to be fucked so he could continue to play with the nipple suckers. He tweaked them, fucked me, slapped my face. I went from zero to sixty in about two seconds. He told me I could come at will and I came, but then I came even harder as he gently but firmly applied pressure to my throat for the first time. Previously I had been afraid of even the hint of breathplay as I’m asthmatic (and have experienced not being able to breathe. Not really fun.) but I had put in my wishing box that I was curious to try a little bit with him, since I trust MasterDoc to know what he’s doing (and to know what to do in case of an emergency). He pressed a bit harder than I had expected, grabbing my collar close against my throat. For a second, I wasn’t sure if I was scared of this…. but then I came, harder than I had to this point. I was amazed by how hard I came.

I was very, very happy and calm after that.

He next had me suck his cock, and he worked in yet another wish from my wishing box: grabbing my head and choking me on his cock a few times. I find that I don’t gag as badly as I initially thought and I really like that he’s got his cock shoved down my throat and his hand firmly on my head as the thrusts his hips upward. His cock gets extra slick with my saliva which makes it even easier than usual to suck. He had me rub his wet cock over my face and I did as I was told. (Of course.)

His cock hard again, he debated fucking my ass or fucking my cunt again. He eventually opted for my cunt and got me on hands and knees. He said I had been a good girl and gave me the magic wand to use on myself. He started off slowly, teasing. He’d then fuck me harder for a moment. I kept the wand pressed against my clit but he told me not to come until I asked permission. He wanted me to take my time so he could fuck me as long as he liked. I was moaning like crazy, feeling amazing even though I was holding back from orgasm. I almost didn’t want it to end. I wish I had a recording of my moaning and babbling at that point. Out of nowhere, he told me to come. And I came as he fucked me some more. When his cock was pushed out he slapped my cunt to keep me coming and I sprayed come all over my hand, the throe, and the magic wand.

I was in a wondrous daze after that orgasm. It was hard to find somewhere to lay down since there was a big puddle, but I sat against the wall, legs splayed. Despite using the menstrual cup, there was a smudge of blood on my leg (and the come that came out of me was tinted pink due to some menstrual content.) My hands felt like they were buzzing, and it took me a moment to realize this was from holding the magic wand to my clit for a while. I felt positively amazing. If they could make that feeling into a pill form I think I’d become addicted. Oh yes.

After I cleaned up, we sat in the living room and he put on the basketball game. He had me grab pillows so I could sit on the floor at his feet – another thing I had requested in my wishing box. I happily played with my new smart phone while I sat on the floor between his legs. Occasionally I’d hug his thigh and kiss it. And other times he’d smack me playfully with his hard cock. It was an evening I sorely needed after the emotional upheaval of this month’s cycle.

Erotic Hypnosis

Published on February 1, 2010 in D/s, DeeDee, Uncategorized, bdsm, hypnosis, kink and orgasm on command. 4 Comments

Last night, I got to experience a kink I’ve been curious about since at least last summer. When MasterDoc and I (and DeeDee) were at Floating World, I attended a lecture on erotic hypnosis with Lee Harrington. I’ve been intrigued with the possibilities since, and got my hands on “Look into My Eyes: How to Use Hypnosis to Bring Out the Best in Your Sex Life” By Peter Masters. Since MasterDoc and I liked the book, I got him a copy around his birthday.

I jotted down notes when I got home last night, and at the time I felt like I couldn’t recall everything, but as time has passed I feel like I remember much more of the experience. I know I was given a suggestion to not remember anything, but as it was a) the second time ever I’ve been hypnotized, b) the first time this gentleman was hypnotizing me and c) he was hypnotizing me and DeeDee at the same time – I don’t expect perfection.

I suppose I’m leaving out an important part: I was contacted a while back by the guy who runs the erotic hypnosis group on fetlife. He was traveling to the area on business, and would we like to meet and talk about it? I passed this on to MasterDoc and we managed to set up a meeting last night.

I hadn’t expected to be hypnotized last night, but I suppose I should have expected MasterDoc to set that up without telling me. We discussed hypnosis in general for a while and then set up the room so Hypnoguy (as I’ll call him here) could face both DeeDee and I. He played with his watch a bit and had us focus on the flashing of the glass as he tilted it back and forth. He spoke in a mellow voice and my eyes grew heavy and closed as he said they would. (I’m probably a rather suggestible person.) He led us into trance and spoke with our subconscious selves. Hypnotism isn’t exactly like being asleep, although I suppose it could be if you went under deep enough. You’re still aware of what’s going on but everything is sort of removed. He gave us suggestions about feeling turned on – our breasts felt warm and aroused, we felt aroused elsewhere – and then he had us touch ourselves when we felt turned on. Then he verbally led us to orgasm. While I had been putting pressure on my clit through my jeans, that wasn’t what triggered the orgasm – it was really quite verbal. I spasmed in the chair I was in and I was faintly aware of my hands scrabbling on the smooth leather arms trying to get a hold of something as I came and came.

It was quite impressive.

We were woken up now and then, and then put back into trance with a trigger word. He had us lay face down on the bed for a hypno-spanking: he would tell us ahead of time how pleasurable or painful a touch would be. Then he’d spank lightly or run his fingers on our backs. I didn’t experience much in the way of pain, but then again I often find mild pain stimulating rather than disagreeable. I do remember when he dragged his fingers on my back after suggesting it was painful and I writhed underneath, trying to get away from his hands. It wasn’t painful per se, but it was unpleasant. He did the same thing again later, but gave the suggestion that it was pleasurable and it felt different entirely. He had us come again, not once but twice. The second time on the bed he told us we could come when we held hands. Mine and DeeDee’s hands searched each other out and we came as we gripped each other’s hand tightly.

There were post hypnotic suggestions given, I do consciously remember that one is when MasterDoc says “secret” I should take my clothes off without thinking about it consciously. We’ll see how that works out in practice. I would imagine that things like post hypnotic suggestion work better when you’ve done hypnosis a while, and/or are doing it with someone you already have an established trust with.

I was worried about squirting into my jeans while I came, but Hypnoguy had said earlier that your subconscious looks out for you and I think mine did just that. I also get the impression that my subconscious is eager to play around behind the back of my consciousness for a while.

Überdom

Published on January 21, 2010 in D/s, Uncategorized, bdsm, dom, kink, masochism, orgasm denial, orgasm on command, sadism, sex, sex toys, shio, slut, spanking, squirting and submissive. 1 Comment

Lately, with DeeDee being MasterDoc’s submissive and Stacina being a playmate, I get to enjoy seeing him Dom other women. It’s a lot of fun even to watch. Last night, while I was in bed submitting to him (collar on) he was also he was teasingly trying to mindfuck Stacina a little via text message on his phone. He had come up with an activity for next week when we see her, and he was teasing her about it by not telling her what it is. Her curiosity was met with more teasing. It was hot to witness. (And hey, she was complicit in teasing me weeks back when she and MasterDoc talked online while I waited for his attention.)

He put his phone down for a while, and had me turn onto my stomach. He used the riding crop and the wooden paddle on my ass and thighs. I had cringed when he told me to get out the wooden paddle, as it’s harsher than the leather one. I was in a good mindset though, and I found the spanking to be highly erotic, as it gradually got more intense. The sensation wasn’t painful for much of it, but when it did get painful I was totally turned on by the idea that wow, this man has such power over me that I will let him hurt me. Sometimes impact play is about the sensation and endorphin rush that ensues, but other times it’s about the submission. It’s about doing something to give him pleasure. Only recently have I started to be able to believe that his yin to my yang is really possible, i.e., he derives pleasure from the pain he gives me just as I derive pleasure from receiving it. I’ve always understood masochism, but not being especially sadistic I had a harder time truly believing that nice people could gain pleasure from my (or others’) suffering. But somehow lately it’s clicked for me that it’s hot on both ends (and not just something nice the Dom does for the sub), and I find myself turned on even more knowing that I’m giving him pleasure by my submission and letting him do with me as he wishes.

I was smart and had plugged in the Hitachi magic wand beforehand, and he said, “You’re learning!” as he grabbed it to use on me. He teased my clit, moved the wand around my nether lips and had me writhing. I kept trying to get my clit against the vibrations and press it harder when it was there. He used the paddle on me some more, and then resumed teasing my clit. I thought to myself that it must be such a turn on to see a woman writhing and moaning desperately under your hands. At that moment I was so wanton and slutty that I wouldn’t hold back my cunt’s yearning one bit. He gave me more crop on my ass and the back of my thighs.

I kept moaning and writhing, straining to rub my clit against the vibrating wand. He held me on verge of coming. My mouth was slack and open and I just kept moaning and moaning.

He stopped short of letting me come. He had me turn over. He takes the wooden paddle to my tits and inner thighs. He slaps my pussy and then grabs the crop to use on me as well. He takes up the vibrator again and teases me some more. Then he lubes up the Ella dildo (review coming soon) and slides it into my pussy. He takes it out, puts more lube on, and asks if it’s well lubed. He fucks me with it slowly, then quickly. He moved the head of the dildo around my cunt. He pressed it into my g-spot – which was ultimately what pushed me over the edge. He told me to come, and I came super hard as he fucked me with it. He kept me coming and coming despite the fact that after a while I was gasping for air. I didn’t think I could come any more but he kept stimulating me and I kept coming. He relaxed for a brief moment, then placed the magic wand on clit. Immediately I came again intensely. I squirted a puddle under me. The orgasms were fucking amazing.

After I’ve recovered, he has me put on porn. I found some sex swing porn online and he had me get up on hands and knees to fuck me. As I was so aroused from earlier, the fucking was made up of more wonderfulness and hanging on the edge of orgasm. He fucks me a long time and finally I break down and ask permission to come. He made me beg for it, which was even hotter. “Please Sir, may I come? Oh please, please. I want to come Sir, please!” He must have been satisfied with my begging as he let me come, and again he kept forcing the orgasms out of me until I collapsed on the bed.

I was exhausted, and very, very happy.

Amazing Night

Published on January 12, 2010 in D/s, Uncategorized, bdsm, blow jobs, exhibitionism, humiliation play, humor, kink, masochism, masturbation, orgasm on command, sex, sex toys, shio, slut, spanking, squirting and submissive. 1 Comment

Unusually, there were lots of couples at the club last night. We didn’t get to play with any of them, but it did lead to a night with more going on than usual. I think the couples may have even outnumbered the single men for once.

We always take some time to relax, walk around a bit, see who’s there and what’s going on. I try to wait patiently until MasterDoc is ready to take me into the room of his choosing to play. This time we were in the back bedroom. It’s a little more private than others, but of course being a swing club it’s not entirely private. And hey, if we wanted privacy we would have stayed home.

We played in there, and gradually drew a crowd. He was naked when I returned from the restroom and he had me put on my collar and suck his cock. I went at it with gusto and a few people came in to peek, one man even walked around to the other end of the bed to get a good luck at my cocksucking. MasterDoc was hard in no time and I kept working his cock over, sliding it into the depths of my mouth, deep throating it as much as possible. He had me rub his cock between my breasts and I used my hands to press my large, soft breasts together around his cock. I rubbed the head on my nipples. I sucked his rigid cock some more until he told me to stop.

He played with my body – nipples, breasts, pussy. He took my bullet vibe and used it against my clit. I yearned for him to push it against the right side of my clit, for some reason that side is more sensitive. When I masturbate I almost exclusively press it against the right side. But the teasing was delicious. I took over the vibe and pressed it hard against that sweet spot. He fingered me and made me come. Between the feel of his fingers inside me, massaging my g-spot hard, and the buzzy vibe on my clit I was lost in the orgasms I had. I was loud. Very loud. People came to see what was going on. I’m not sure if I was speaking in tongues or just muttering, “Fuck, fuck, fuck yes!” over and over.

He fucked me from behind after a short break and again an audience gathered. It seemed like I wasn’t quite getting into things – I was moaning and feeling good but not quite getting to the edge. (However I was really enjoying the fact that people were watching me.) But then he told me to come and I came, squirting a pond’s worth of liquid. I soaked nearly half the bed. I wish I had a camera with me because it was something to behold. He slapped my pussy and stroked it as I kept coming. I wanted his fingers inside me so badly, and he finally slid them in and toyed with my g-spot. The audience was wowed. I came loudly, hard and for a long time, with a soaking stream of come to show for it. I couldn’t help myself, I just laughed. I couldn’t stop giggling about the mess I had made. Cuddles weren’t possible since we each had to take a rest on opposite sides of the puddle. Luckily the club puts down waterproof lining under the sheets. Of course, I got a towel and cleaned up after myself, putting the wet sheets in the hamper.

While some might have been embarrassed, I was proud of my orgasm. I had such a grin on my face and I walked around standing straight and tall. I felt amazing. The orgasm was not only impressive from the outside, it was impressive for me to experience too.

We got dressed, got drinks and were waved over by a couple. Immediately after watching my orgasm, the guy had said that he wanted lessons from MasterDoc, and MasterDoc told him he gives lessons. The woman seemed keen on her man learning whatever it was that made me come so spectacularly. MasterDoc told him many of his tricks – key one being taking the time to observe and see what turns the woman you’re with on. Every woman is different but if you’re willing to sublimate your needs/desires for a couple of sessions, you will learn much and she will thank you for it!

After a rest he led me to the bdsm room in back. He had me pull my pants off and get on the spanking bench. My pain tolerance rather high and he spanked me hard. I was surprised at how much I could take, the first bit of spanking turned me on way more than it hurt. He kept at it, using his hands, using the slut paddle. It was a prolonged spanking and one I was happy to receive. MasterDoc would shine the flashlight on my red ass every now and then, and I delighted in the humiliation of it. By the time I got up (brain drenched in endorphins), there was a crowd and MasterDoc joked with them. He tried to convince people to try the paddle – male or female, he pointed out that being a top is not a gendered thing. There was some playing and I had to laugh at all the “big, strong” men who were too wussy to try what I had just had done for an extended period of time. My ass was sore, but I sat down while they joked and played around and someone pointed out that I was actually able to sit after that spanking! One woman actually got MasterDoc to let her give him a few swats (after much persuading). How odd! He didn’t react really. Meanwhile, endorphins were flowing through me and the soreness of my butt was negligible thanks to them.

I walked out of that club last night feeling like a million bucks. The sex was amazing. The spanking was amazing. I got in MasterDoc’s car grinning like an idiot. I felt like I was on some sort of drugs. I felt so happy that I’m someone who has embraced sexuality and not let society’s conventions stop me from having the time of my life.