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Friday

Published on November 29, 2009 in bdsm, bisexuality, D/s, dom, embarrassment, exhibitionism, flogging, humiliation play, kink, masochism, orgasm on command, restraints, sadism, sex parties, sex toys, squirting, submissive, Uncategorized and wax play. 2 Comments

We had quite a busy evening Friday night. MasterDoc booked a couple to come over for show before we were to head out to a party. I’m not used to doing shows in front of couples, or women. Both parties in the couple are Dom inclined. They were nice people and nice looking people. We got to chat a bit and then got on with the show.

MasterDoc had me take my pants off and spread my legs in the recliner. On some levels I have no trouble being bottomless in front of other like-minded individuals. But spreading my legs and being the only slut in a state of obvious arousal can be humiliating. But as we know, a little humiliation is hot to me. MasterDoc used the Acuvibe on me. I closed my eyes as it was easy to deal with the little embarrassment that way. It also helped me to focus on feeling good. He had me hold the vibe to my clit, and he came over with a flogger to my thighs. My pain tolerance is a strange thing, fairly tied to my level of arousal. While sometimes I yell out because something he does hurts, other times it makes me so totally hot. Friday night was the latter.

Warmed up a little, he had me lay over the Liberstor Scoop (rounded side). He used his hands on me (which can sometimes be more vicious than an implement. The man has large hands.) and the flogger, maybe the cane too? I was totally into the sensation of being beaten that night. He reached between my legs and ran the vibe over my cunt. Then, he grabbed a candle and lit it, but the surprise factor was ruined when someone in the couple piped up, “Hot wax!” He dripped it over my ass and thighs. I’m glad he’s gotten into wax play again lately. I had missed it. He had me turn over and he ordered me to sit with legs spread. I instinctively put my hands behind my head. He tortured me with hot wax on my thighs, even pushing my thighs open wider with his foot to reach that ultra-sensitive spot. MasterDoc used the Acuvibe on me to make me come. Some embarrassment led me to not come quite as hard as I usually do, but mental focus helped me psych myself up into coming as hard as was possible. I squirted a little bit and certainly did come. (I make a point of not faking orgasms. However, I will psych myself up more into something if my physical responses aren’t up to par on a given day.) I think a lesser orgasm for me is probably still much more intense than a regular orgasm for some women.

After working me over for a bit (time was limited), MasterDoc gave the woman in the couple a sybian ride. She’s quite cute, and fond of dominating women, so I hope we will see her (and her gentleman) again.

The sybian saw a lot of action Friday night.

We went to a new play party – or new to us anyway. The host of the party had friended us on Fetlife. Play parties always being an expense to consider, MasterDoc had me write to the host and offer to bring his sybian in exchange for the two of us being comped. (Please, don’t assume a doctor makes an obscene amount of money, it’s not always true.) And luckily that was perfectly cool with the host.

When we arrived at the party, we set the sybian up. I got to chat with a really nice young queer guy who was dying of curiosity to try the sybian. MasterDoc assured him that he had tried it himself (despite being terminally straight, he loves anal stimulation) but I think the guy doubted MasterDoc’s hetero point of view. The party had a nice variety of people there. The host is black, and the proportion of black people there was much higher than most kink events I’ve been to. In general, most people were pretty nice and friendly. It was a great atmosphere. The only bit of diversity that seemed missing were obvious lesbians. Most women seemed to be bi, but unlike the clearly queer guys there didn’t seem to be any clearly queer women.

I got a second chance to try the violet wand. I like it and wish we could afford one (those things are expensive!) But it was a pretty casual thing while we were standing around and the owner of the wand happened to plug it in near us and start using it on (willing) people.

The space had three rooms and a common area, we never made it into the dance room. I prefer being able to talk to the people around me, unless I’ve specifically gone out to dance. In the quietest room, a fem Dom who had been talking to us earlier came in and reached out to caress both me and MasterDoc as we sat side by side on a table. She had some toys that we haven’t used: a braided flogger and a dragon’s tail. To quote John Mellencamp, it “hurts so good.” As I stood with my pants down and head on the table, MasterDoc came up next to me and talked me through breathing slowly and controlling my breathing to control my response to the pain. It hurt, but with appropriate breathing I could manage. MasterDoc took a turn with the braided flogger – owie. It requires a different technique than he’s used to with a regular flogger so it hurt more when he did it. He used the magic wand on me as our new friend flogged me.

My ass was nice and red and sore after. The room we were in had mirrors so I got a good look. Next came the sybian ride. As usual, I was the first one at the party since other women were tentative about trying this machine out. I had my usual screaming orgasm – it went something like this: “Oh god, oh god, oh fuck, oh fuck, *scream* oh fuck, fuck, fuck, oh yes, oh god.” (Lather, rinse, repeat.) It felt like the orgasms were wrenched out of me. (I wonder if my uncoordinated grasping at MasterDoc during this is what led to the loss my new bracelet. I really have no idea when during the night I lost it.) After, a guy who had witnessed it told me, “Please, don’t hold back. You should let us know how you feel!” I was fucking loud.

Besides me, and the lady earlier in the evening, six ladies enjoyed a ride on the sybian. The first lady, begged for a second ride and MasterDoc gave it to her. She would have gone for round three if she was permitted. She convinced her sister sub to take a ride, and she (a lovely, tall, curvy, African-American lady with glasses and pigtails) looked like a woman possessed as she came. Their Dom handcuffed the first lady for her ride (I think that’s hot!). Every woman was a satisfied customer. One told her boyfriend “fuck you” as she came uncontrollably on the sybian. Funny thing is she’s the one lady to find MasterDoc on fetlife and thank him for the ride. One guy worried about how he’d measure up to the machine, but I assured him that despite my love for the sybian, I still want MasterDoc’s cock on a regular basis.

The only drawbacks to the party was that there was no where to fuck (it was a space rented from a theatre company), the music was really loud, the space quite crowded and you couldn’t bring beverages into the rooms where you played. But it was one hell of a fun night!

On the way home, I was desperate for a pee. As we walked through the cold to his building, MasterDoc teased me a little. We got inside, and he went to the elevator – and merely rested his hand by the button! Argh! Then as we waited for the elevator he came up behind me, reached around and pressed my tummy by the bladder. Evil, evil man! In the apartment, he stood between me and the path to the bathroom. He is truly a sadist! It was a relief when I could finally go.

The Professor and Alexis

Published on November 8, 2009 in bdsm, blow jobs, bondage, caning, cunnilingus, D/s, dom, flogging, foursome, kink, masochism, orgasm on command, restraints, sadism, sex toys, shio, spanking, squirting, submissive, swinging and Uncategorized. 3 Comments

Saturday afternoon, a Dom and his submissive came over to MasterDoc’s place. He’s going to be known as the Professor and she is Alexis. MasterDoc connected with the Professor via Craigslist (thus prompting my tweet, “Craigslist: Bringing perverts together since 1995″) this weekend. The main plan was to give Alexis a sybian ride, but they brought some toys as well. (canes, flogger)

After they arrived, we chatted briefly. I had been made to answer the door in my maid costume, complete with fishnet stockings and high heels. MasterDoc is quite fond of it. After I tweeted that he’s “inordinately” fond of it, he’s threatened to send me to the corner store in it. I really, really, really hope he’s kidding.

Alexis knelt on the floor next to the Professor as he sat on the sofa with MasterDoc. I sat in a chair, as my relationship with MasterDoc does not have me sit on the floor (a big part of this is probably because of my knee problems). We chatted a bit. I was fairly quiet, Alexis was almost totally quiet.

When things got started, Alexis went off to the next room to change. She came back in bra and panties and thigh high boots. In the meanwhile, I went and got all the restraint pieces that go with my Liberator scoop. It took a little time, but ultimately Alexis was arranged laying over the scoop (rounded side) with her wrists and thighs cuffed to the scoop. (It comes with thigh cuffs.) The initial angle wasn’t right for MasterDoc and I to watch so he and the Professor shifted Alexis around, as if she were part of the furniture.

The spanking started, Professor taking one side, MasterDoc the other. It was a little tough since both of them are right-handed. Her ass was rosy before too long. I was asked if I wanted to give it a go, and I think I surprised MasterDoc when I said yes. Of course, I got teased for hitting her too lightly at first, so I picked up the intensity a bit. I didn’t do it for long though. Next, the Professor got out his flogger and used it on her ass. She would yelp after a particularly sharp hit. MasterDoc flogged her as well. Next came the canes. Yikes! He had a fairly thick cane (I think a bit thicker than the thickest one we have – and we’ve never gone as far as that one with me). Wow, did he leave stripes! He started out tapping it on her ass, but moved up to some sharp strikes. She would leap up as far as the restraints would allow her and cry out. He’d order her back down and she’d lay down for more caning.

MasterDoc had me get the magic wand (and the throe) so that he could tease me on the sofa while Alexis got caned. As he started teasing me, the Professor came over to get a better look. I closed my eyes and felt the thrum of the wand against my pussy. MasterDoc moved it around, teasing me. He’d put it right on my clit but move it before I could get too worked up. It was decided that the Professor was going to give Alexis six more cane strikes, and that when he got to the sixth, I was allowed to come.

MasterDoc teased me all along, and the caning seemed to take forever. When the Professor got to number six though, I came in my usual hard, screaming, writhing and squirting fashion. The Professor came over for a closer look, and I squirted a huge puddle as he watched and held my legs apart. Thank goodness we put the throe down! The couch would have been soaked with my juices. I grasped wildly at MasterDoc as I came.
Alexis’ ass was red, striped and even had a bit of flayed skin. For the rest of the afternoon, if her bottom was touched she’d yelp and wince. I don’t doubt she is still having trouble sitting. After her calmly taking the caning, it was time to make her feel good. The Professor bound her wrists with rope with a good length between them, and the men got her on the sybian. MasterDoc worked the controls (something he has gotten really skilled at) and soon she was coming very, very hard. At one point the Professor made her look at him, and then look at me. I feel awkward keeping eye contact as I know it’s something that’s very difficult for me.

After Alexis had enough, she had a rest and a cuddle with her Dom. I cuddled with MasterDoc.

Next, I was ordered on my knees in front of MasterDoc and I had to suck his cock. He ordered me to look at the Professor as I did so. I felt pretty comfortable with him, so it wasn’t quite as hard as it sometimes is, but I still had trouble keeping eye contact. Alexis was on her knees by this time sucking the Professor’s cock as he sat on the couch as well. After a bit, the men had us change places and I went right over and started sucking the Professor’s cock. Alexis started in on MasterDoc’s. The Professor asked me to lick his nipples and I did so. It was hard from that position to reach them, so he suggested I lay on the floor next to him. He lay down and I went for his nipples – something he quite enjoyed. (MasterDoc’s nipples are super-sensitive, so I have to leave his alone.) Alexis took over sucking his cock, and the Professor asked if I could straddle his head. MasterDoc was fine with this and so I did. The Professor licked at my clit and pussy and I was soon moaning. MasterDoc came over, and started slapping my face and calling me whore – and as usual that got me really hot. I moaned even more. While it’s often difficult for me to come from cunnilingus, I was on the verge of orgasm in no time. I asked MasterDoc for permission to come, and he granted it. I came hard, the Professor had a finger inside me as my muscles did their extreme clenching. Wow. I was quite happy after. I lay down to rest.

Alexis had the Professor on the verge of orgasm and he had her place her mouth firmly over his cock as he came. She swallowed every last drop of come. MasterDoc was a little bummed that she swallowed right away as he likes seeing the come in a woman’s mouth after.

The Professor and Alexis had to get going, so that was about the end of our afternoon together. It was a lot of fun and hopefully we will see them again. After that, I was itching for a beating of my own.

Maid to Order

Published on November 1, 2009 in bdsm, blow jobs, D/s, exhibitionism, flogging, humiliation play, kink, masochism, orgasm on command, porn, sadism, sex, sex toys, shio, slut, spanking, squirting, submissive and Uncategorized. 3 Comments

It had been a while since MasterDoc and I did a show at his place. He liked my maid costume from Friday night enough that he had me wear it for the show. I greeted our guest at the door in black patent platform heels (I am probably 6’2″ in them), black fishnet stockings, little French maid dress w/ separate sleeves, the little headband that goes with the “uniform” and my collar. Thankfully, MasterDoc let me take the heels off shortly after our guest arrived. I am so not a high heels girl.

But I teetered on the heels as I answered the door as the “maid” and invited our guest in. I got him a glass of water and then went to get the toys that MasterDoc had requested for the show. I was a VERY good girl – he had said he wanted the strap so I got it. (Turns out he said strap but meant slut paddle. lol I got the strap (literally) because of him misspeaking.) I also got the two floggers, the two paddles (including the slut paddle), condoms, lube.

He had me kneel on the Liberator wedge in front of the recliner, I leaned forward on the chair and lifted my dress up in back. I had deliberately left off panties. MasterDoc commented on this and gave my ass a few swats. He discovered that I actually have bruises from Friday night – proof that he was really hitting me harder than usual. He took to spanking me – I think with the flogger. I got into a good headspace easily. He would alternate feeling my cunt to see if I was getting wet. Some strikes hurt more than others, but I was handling it fairly well, and getting wet.

Next, he had me lift my head up and suck his cock. It’s funny how I can be a total slut in front of strangers, but it’s easiest if I don’t have to look at them. Sucking cock is often, but not always, a good way to avoid eye contact. (But it’s especially difficult when he makes me suck AND look the audience in the eye.) He had me move the wedge over, so that I was kneeling in front of our guest, facing him. He had told me before that he wanted me to tease the man – rub my face against his cock through his pants. I struggled with this a bit, mainly rubbing my head against the guys’ inner thighs. MasterDoc reminded me that I had something to do and started in with hard whacks on my ass with the wooden paddle until I moved into action sufficiently. I felt really slutty. As we know, I don’t see this as a bad thing. I rubbed my face against the guys’ pants and MasterDoc beat me some more but lightened up on the hits. It felt like this went on for a long time, although it was likely just a couple of minutes.

He had me sit in the recliner, and by now I know to spread my legs and lift my dress as soon as I do so. He had me use the acuvibe mini on myself and he tried to fuck me in that position. Unfortunately the height is not quite right. He told me to get myself worked up so that I’m able to come as soon as he stuck his dick into me. It was a bit of a let down that the chair was not the right height.

I was on my knees in front of him again as he sat on the couch. I sucked his cock and played with his inner thighs as he told the guest about the perks of having a submissive. He’s trained me to touch him in exactly the ways he likes. In a vanilla relationship, it can be kind of insulting to pick apart your partner’s technique, but in a D/s situation, it’s part of the deal. He stroked his cock for a while as he spoke and I played with his ass and inner thighs making him feel good.

He had me get on the floor and play with my bullet vibe as my spread legs faced him and the guest. I got really worked up as ordered and he had me get on hands and knees for a fucking. I was on the verge of coming as he slid his cock into me, and like the well-trained submissive I’ve become, I came. And came. And he slapped my ass, grabbed my hips and buried his cock deep inside as I kept coming. My body went somewhat limp and I ended up resting my head and shoulders on the mat by the end.

He tried to decide what to do next and I sucked his cock some more. Luckily I got him hard and he decided to fuck me again. This time, on my back with the axis under my ass. The pillow put me right up against his cock as he slid it in. Our guest had been given a flashlight to use as a spotlight. Once MasterDoc’s cock was in, there wasn’t so much to watch, so he had our guest hold my legs up and back. The angle was such that he couldn’t thrust much, but I focused on the feeling of his cock. The brain is the largest sex organ, and in the right situation I can psych myself up into an orgasm. (Has to already be a hot situation, just one where there’s perhaps not as much physical stimulation as I usually need.) I was soon ready to come. I got to come again, this time squirting a little. He called me a whore in the middle of it and this really flips my switch. Afterward, I was well-fucked and happy for a little break.

I got to sit on the sofa with MasterDoc and take my collar off, so I could relax a bit and be more casual. The guy who came to the show was nice. I’m always glad when they turn out to be non-creepy. I guess it’s kinda hot in the humiliation sort of way to be fucked and slutty in front of someone you dislike, but I prefer an appreciative audience that doesn’t try too hard to call me a slut and whore. I love MasterDoc doing it – not so crazy about some guy I don’t know. I think it’s because I know that MasterDoc doesn’t think badly of sluts or whores. Sometimes you wonder about the guys who watch the shows.

We watched the filthy porn MasterDoc had chosen before the show, which ran in the background all the while. It’s an intense German porn with lots of force, cum, piss, women swapping the cum and piss between their mouths – that sort of thing. I mentioned how I liked the bondage with the woman struggling. Our guest asked if that was my “thing.” Upon reflection, MasterDoc and I agreed that perhaps it would be easier for me to list what I’m NOT into. Yup, I’m a sick freak and he knows it (and loves it).

The costume came in handy since I’m feeling a bit self-conscious about my scars from my recent surgery. No one’s had to see my tummy yet in a party or show situation thanks to that maid costume. I don’t feel self-conscious around MasterDoc, so I’ve happily been naked around him nearly all weekend. I’ll adjust and of course the scarring will fade with some time.

First Night at the Club in a Long Time

Published on October 14, 2009 in bdsm, bisexuality, blog, blow jobs, cunnilingus, cunt, D/s, dom, flogging, gums, kink, non-monogamy, orgasm denial, poly, sex, sex parties, sex toys, shio, spanking, squirting, submissive, swinging and Uncategorized. 1 Comment

MasterDoc and I had a wonderful time at a swing club on Saturday night. We hadn’t been to one in quite a while, and that night was a special bdsm/swing party going on – totally up our alley.

When we got to the club, there were some couples already hanging about. We walked around, checking out how they’ve changed the decor, and commenting on how they made the club look better with decorations, but they still have the same crappy beds. As we stood in the central area, I started feeling some of the social anxiety that hits me at times. I let MasterDoc know that I was feeling anxious. He promptly took me to one of the private rooms so I could cuddle him and feel better. I couldn’t wait to wear my collar – it helps with anxiety because I focus on being sub with the collar on. I start to ignore my surroundings and focus on being an obedient submissive. As we started to fool around, I kept wavering between self-consciousness and being absorbed in sex. I realized that the whole “I-feel-more-secure-naked-than-with-my-clothes-on” stems from where my focus is. When I’m being beaten, or I’m having sex, or giving a blow job, my focus is on that act and how it feels to me and my partner, and so I cease being anxious about the other people around me. MasterDoc went down on me and I mostly kept my eyes closed so that I could focus on the sensation of him toying with my clit. A lady ducked her head in, and at first seemed shocked that she interrupted us, but quickly she took a seat so she could watch. He had me suck his cock, and again, I loved being absorbed in it. My collar was on by this time, and I was blissfully in slut mode.

MasterDoc fucked me from behind – HARD. By this time my getting into submissive-slut headspace was complete. I yearned to come, and yet deep down I like the tease. It feels wonderful but eventually you need to have a release. I came extremely hard and he thrust his cock inside me. When my muscles pushed his cock out he kept me coming with his hands. I was squirting over and over again as I sank into the bed. The sheets were completely soaked. I lay there for a while, catching my breath.

We went to tell the owner that the bed needed new sheets (we took the wet ones and tossed them in the laundry basket). Thankfully, MasterDoc did not make me tell the owner what had happened. I suppose I shouldn’t be embarrassed by squirting, but it can be a bit daunting to proclaim you’ve made a mess, no matter how you’ve made it.

After we informed the owner, we ended up talking with couple who want to be dubbed Sid and Nancy who were visiting New York from Saskatchewan (Canada, in case you didn’t know). They were a very nice looking couple and the husband had a very funny sense of dry humor. We sat talking with them, and they asked us lots of questions about bdsm. Explaining the ins and outs of our relationship really piqued the interest of the wife, Nancy, but they both seemed a bit put off when we explained the whole polyamory thing. “Yes, we both sleep with other people. Yes, we sleep with each other.” Overall they were really nice to talk to and hang out with and I didn’t mind their questions. Often, MasterDoc likes to threaten to command me to have sex with some really fugly guy – but when I met this couple I was hoping he’d “make” me have sex with them. (Hee hee as in, damn they were cute. Please, please make me.) But while this couple is exploring their sexuality and having experiences they don’t swap with others.

We showed them some of the toys we had brought with us. I have a new paddle that imprints the word “slut” on you (most of the time). I showed them the imprint on the inside of my arm (I hit myself so hard that I have a bruise. Happy to say you can’t read any letters though.) Nancy was really curious about my collar and she wanted to put it on. I let her and she wore it for quite a while. Since it was clear she was interested in bdsm, MasterDoc start doing his Dom thing. It’s fantastic to watch. He knows that there’s way more to being a Dom than ordering people about and hitting them. He takes his time getting eye contact with the submissive and developing a sense of trust and connection; gently touching her face, being calming. I love watching him do it, he’s so good at it!

Nancy was up for a spanking, so we adjourned to the bdsm room. MasterDoc spanked her, and her husband (Sid) took a turn and clearly he had done it before. He tried the little flogger and gave Sid some lessons on it. (He needs practice with the flogger {raises hand to volunteer!}, but he was very comfortable with the paddle.) MasterDoc had me get the Acuvibe Mini out and he used it on her clit while hubby spanked her. She sat up on the spanking bench to grind her cunt into the vibe. It was extremely hot to watch!

After the spanking, Sid and Nancy went back to the smoking area to have cigarettes. We talked some more, laughing a lot. When Nancy found out I’m bi she seemed quite interested. As I got up to get ready to leave, she came over and told me that apparently nipple color is supposed to match the color of your gums and she took my breasts out of my low-cut top to take a look. I reciprocated, so she’d know that the interest was mutual. We exchanged contact information with this couple (they come to New York a few times a year) and gave them this blog address. Hopefully we will keep in touch with them. I’m always quite happy to explain things about living an open, sex-positive, slutty, kinky life to newbies – I have such an amazing time with my life that I’m fanatical about sharing it.

Beat Me til the Endorphins Flow

Published on August 18, 2009 in anal, bdsm, blog, cunt, D/s, flogging, kink, masochism, masturbation, poly, sadism, spanking, stress, Uncategorized and vacation. 3 Comments

I’m enjoying a staycation this week, mostly knocking about the local area and crashing at MasterDoc’s. I thought I’d be home half the time, but I’ve ended up at MasterDoc’s more than I thought I would. I took myself out for afternoon tea today, and it was a lovely way to spend an hour (while reading). Today has been fairly relaxing. I’m going to do a little cleaning around MasterDoc’s, but nothing terribly taxing.
I had a hard time yesterday; Davey and I are having issues in our relationship and we had a difficult talk the night before. I don’t want to go into detail here, but I’m hoping we can work things out. Talking with MasterDoc and getting cuddles from him yesterday helped me get some focus on the issue. Plus, he gave me a beating I sorely needed.

Last night I was interviewed by The Oh Team for their online radio show. I’ve never been interviewed like that before but I had a good time and it was easy to talk since the topic was sex. Their podcasts are available free on iTunes, so be sure to give my episode a listen when it becomes available (8/17/09). During the show, the hosts remarked that I should be spanked for having not listened to any of their shows before going on. I didn’t quite notice, since I was focusing on the interview at hand, but MasterDoc (who had been listening to the broadcast in the next room) ducked his head in and swung his hand back and forth, miming giving a spanking. Hee hee. I did point out to the hosts, however, that I was getting a beating that night from my Dom, if that made them feel any better.

So after the show, me and MasterDoc met up in the spare bedroom. He was feeling sorta cuddly at that moment so we cuddled for a bit, but he did manage to psych himself up for giving me a beating. I was definitely overdue for one – I’ve been out of sorts lately. The beating was fantastic – hands and floggers and the mean strap. He’d start out light, at a level where the beating is more like a massage, but then work up to something more intense, and the pain would start. He takes me into the pain zone, keeps me there a short while, and then backs off to a tolerable level. He’s very good at telling when I’m reaching my limit – I make noise when it hurts too much. Up and down the level of intensity goes until I’m in another place entirely – not only in my head, but I’m very much in my body as well. The outside world ceases to exist – it’s similar to meditation in that way.

He had me flip over and sit up, and he flogged my breasts and inner thighs. He snapped the flogger hard against my left nipple around three times, and the pain was something else. He took a moment, reminded me to breathe deeply, and then he flogged some more. It’s funny, when something really hurts I want it to stop, but then if he did stop, I think I’d be terribly disappointed.

He had me get back on hands and knees and beat me some more. I think I had fallen into the rhythm of the beating by this point, and mostly surrendered to whatever pain it brought me. He told me I could play with my cunt, so I did. I wasn’t sure if I could get my arousal up to a point where I could come, but then he prodded me, by telling me I could continue or stop. When given the choice I opted to continue – somehow his suggesting I stop suddenly turned me on to no end and I wanted to come. I rubbed my clit furiously with my right hand while supporting myself on my left arm. He beat me some more and the beating brought me even closer to orgasm. He gave me permission to masturbate to orgasm if I liked and hitting me just intensified rush of pleasure in my clit. The hitting helped me reach orgasm, and I was happily surprised to reach it that way, since I’m very much used to having a vibe on my clit and not using just my hand to get off. I stroked my clit feverishly as I came, I could feel my diva cup inside me as my vaginal muscles clenched around it. (I have my period.)

For once I didn’t keep going until he had to tell me to stop, I wound down slowly and brought my hand away from my clit. MasterDoc told me I could fall forward and I lay on my stomach, catching my breath and basking in the afterglow. He climbed into bed next to me, cuddled me, and I could feel the endorphins rushing through my veins. It was quite similar to taking a drug (like, say, ecstasy) and my mood was elevated and the feel of endorphins rushing around my body felt amazing. I wish everyone could understand how a beating can be soothing, invigorating, arousing and an act of love.

As an aside, at some point during the evening we commented on the idea of how I’ll be handy when MasterDoc is in his dotage and needs an adult diaper. Heh, I can’t remember exactly how we got on the subject, but it’s probably just as well I don’t share it. It dawned on me then, that a submissive would be more ready for such intimate care than, say, someone in a vanilla relationship. After all, in my vanilla relationship, if we use an anal toy, you wash it if it’s been in your ass. But in a D/s situation, the sub washes it regardless. After being so intimate as to wash your Dom’s anal toys, to massage his ass in great detail to help him get to orgasm, and even having had a bit of his poo on your finger after having it up his ass, you’re quite set to do something like change an adult diaper. While some vanillas do know their partner’s ass pretty intimately, I think that level is more likely to exist in a D/s relationship.

Today I have a small bruise on one ass cheek – it’s really a pity that I don’t bruise anymore. I think there’s also a small bruise on my inner thigh. But nothing like the colorful marks that were left when he first started beating me two years ago. (I still bruise easily on my arms and legs when I bump into things – I’m a total klutz – but my spanking zone doesn’t really bruise anymore.)

A Beating that Soothed my Soul

Published on July 29, 2009 in bdsm, D/s, depression, dom, emotions, flogging, kink, masochism, sadism, sexuality, spanking, submissive and Uncategorized. 0 Comments

On Monday, I was feeling a bit blue. Suddenly biology got the better of me and I yearned for a baby. Me, the woman who for years proclaimed she didn’t want children, now suddenly yearns for one. I think it has a lot to do with being 36. My friend said I’ve got “the baby rabies” and she sure is right.

So I felt blue about it – not sure if, when or how I will have a child. I chatted online with MasterDoc and told him that I needed a beating. He was having dinner with his daughter that night, but if I wanted to hang out at his place until he was done he would give me a good beating when he got home.

He got home earlier than he planned, and so there was plenty of time for the beating. He got my collar and a bunch of implements and had me kneel on a pillow on the living room floor, leaning over the arm chair. My body was in the mood for a beating – most of the blows that fell on me felt soothing and rhythmic. He alternated flogging, bare hand spanking, the crop, etc. His hands can sometimes be the harshest implements. I would get into subspace and feel lulled by the strikes. But then he’d ramp it up a bit, and pain would set in – stinging pain. I’d start moaning and crying out. He’s excellent at judging how far he can push by listening to the noises I make.

He had me lean up a bit and he took the flogger to my upper back. It’s a solid thud that reverberates through my chest. I wondered if perhaps this would manage to bruise me, but unfortunately I was totally mark-free the next day. He spanked my ass more and returned to my upper back again later. The beating felt cleansing, soothing, and put me in a delightful sub space. He would stroke my back with his hand now and then, sometimes feel between my thighs to see if I was wet. I felt distinctly aroused and at times like I could come with only the slightest of stimulation to my genitals.

When he was done, about 10 minutes later, he was a little winded (it’s work!) and sat down on the other arm chair. I stood up and faced him, and shyly asked if I could have a cuddle. While the beating is therapeutic, I do need a bit of aftercare to complete the process. I squeezed into the chair with him, and my butt felt divinely sore. (When I got up later he pointed out how very red it was.) I was giddy and feeling romantic as I cuddled up to him. Vanilla people can’t comprehend, but that beating was an intimate, loving, sexual experience for me. I didn’t have an orgasm or any of the “usual” types of sexual stimulation, but I felt satisfied after. I woke up the next morning in a great mood.

Tonight, talking on the phone with MasterDoc I pointed out that as of tomorrow (Thursday) it is exactly 2 years since the day we met. “That’s so sweet, that’s romantic!” he exclaimed, followed by, “Remind me to piss in your mouth to celebrate.”

I burst out laughing. For while he surely will piss in my mouth one day, this was hopefully one of those times he says it for affect.

Beating and Review: The Curve

Published on June 6, 2009 in bdsm, D/s, depression, flogging, masochism, orgasm denial, orgasm on command, reviews, sex toys, shio, spanking, squirting and Uncategorized. 0 Comments

It had been a while since he beat me. I got to feeling neglected on Thursday night while he chatted up women online, I should have brought my computer so I could busy myself online as well. I got a little grumpy, but he took me into the bedroom for some cuddles and to point out that rather than getting sulky, when he’s ignoring me I’m welcome to snuggle against him now and then and see if I can distract him from what he’s doing. The next day he ignored me some more, he had an issue to deal with and he let me know that he was grumpy and I should leave him alone. So as per his request, I left him alone. Unfortunately I was feeling really needy for attention. I started to get depressed and so went and snuggled up in bed by myself.

He found me there, and asked if I was tired or just feeling blah. I told him I was feeling blah and he crawled into bed next to me to cheer me up. Later on he would point out that rather than get depressed, I should express my needs so he knows that I need attention. He said he didn’t want to reinforce bad behavior (sulking, getting depressed) so next time I want attention I should ask for it.

Despite his not wanting to reinforce bad behavior, he took some time to cheer me up in the foolproof way – a beating and orgasms. As I said, he hadn’t beat me in a while – I’m not really sure how long. He sucked and nibble on my nipples for a while. He had me get out some toys and my collar, and he had me get on all fours on the bed. He flogged my ass with the little flogger, gradually increasing in intensity. He’d stop and come forward so he could spank my ass with his hands, and to use the flogger on my upper back. Then he’d resume flogging my butt and thighs. He got really rough – I wasn’t sure I could handle it at times.

After several minutes of this, he had me lay on my back. He resumed flogging me, this time on my sensitive inner thighs. He had me put my hands behind my head so he could flog my breasts as well. He has terrific aim, and he hit my nipples mercilessly. He slapped my inner thighs and it hurt so much. He took to slapping, then flogging, my pussy and a few times the leather of the flogger hit my clit directly. Ouch!

I was wincing, squeezing my eyes shut. He got out the blindfold and had me put it on, he said it was easier to beat me if he couldn’t see my eyes. The blindfold blocked out all light and sight. He beat me some more, and I was unable to anticipate the blows. He’d finger my pussy a little, get me breathless and worked up, then start slapping my thighs again.

After the beating, he grabbed my new Curve dildo. I was probably already quite wet, but he used some lube on the toy. “Are you ready to get your pussy stuffed?” “Yes, Sir,” I replied.

The dildo is fairly thick and while parts of the the silicone are smooth the rest is somewhat textured. I needed more lube to get it inserted comfortably. He played with it, thrusting it in and out. The curve met my g-spot, but sometimes if he thrusted too hard he’d bang against my cervix, which hurt. He adjusted his thrust and soon I was moaning as he fucked me with the dildo. After a short while, he reached for the Hitachi Magic Wand and placed it against my clit. Ohmyfuckinggod! Being filled with the dildo and having my clit vibrated with the wand I was close to orgasm in no time. I started to beg.

“Oh, please Sir!” I gasped, “Please let me come! Please, please, please!” I was so close to orgasm I couldn’t stop begging for release. He kept me begging for a little while. I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to hold back.

With the curve filling me up and the wand working on my clit, when he gave me permission to come I had one of the most amazing orgasms I have ever had. I screamed out. I writhed so that the blindfold eventually slid off my head. I grabbed at his back and the bedsheets. I kept saying, “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” over and over again. It was a very long, very intense orgasm, or series of orgasms. I squirted a big puddle on the bedsheets. The combination of The Curve and the Wand is phenomenal. I don’t know that the Curve will be my favorite dildo (I still like the glass dildoes better), but it’s definitely a hit.

The Fun Factory Curve is silicone and therefore sterilizable and phthalate-free. It’s available at sex toys shop Vibrator.com and is in their dildo section. It comes in violet or pink (I was sent my favorite color – violet!) and has a head that comes to a prounounced bump to hit your g-spot. The handle can be used to thrust it or rubbed up against your clit while your pussy is stuffed with the dildo. It’s flexible yet firm.

Watching a Beating

Published on April 12, 2009 in bdsm, flogging, masochism, nipple clamps, orgasm on command, sex toys, spanking, squirting and Uncategorized. 0 Comments

On Friday night we had a couple of friends over. Our friend V. was in need of a beating, and MasterDoc was pleased to give it to her. It was wonderful watching her get beaten – it was a little like watching porn only much better because it was actually happening in front of me. Since I know what the various implements feel like I would wince when he’d use the evil strap on her ass. It was a very sensual experience even though I was only watching. He made her ass nice and red and he had her turn over. He used the clover clamps on her nipples and that was hard to watch as I can barely take them myself. She breathed deeply, riding out the pain. He twisted them a little and she’d wince. He slapped her pussy and commented on how wet the beating had made her. He took the clamps off and had her kneel over the chair again – and he resumed beating her ass with his hand, the floggers, the strap. I can imagine that a beating like that was really cathartic. Her ass was bright red and it’s possible that there would be some marks the next day. He’d intersperse the beating with kisses and caresses. After the beating, he had her sit on the floor again, and he took the acrylic wand I’ve recently rediscovered and used it in her pussy. He fucked her with it until she came – when she comes she lets out a few intermittent yells of pleasure. Watching this whole thing just made me want to be the recipient of a good beating. When I woke up the next morning my head was full of fantasies of him hurting me – using the clover clamps on my sensitive nipples.

Next up was S. She’s not into pain so he didn’t give her a beating, but he did use the Hitachi magic wand on her to make her come – and when she comes she squirts so much the vibrator went from sounding like a vibrator to sounding like an egg beater as it vibrated in the puddle of water that her pussy had become. Thankfully we had put towels down as she virtually soaked through them. When she comes it sounds like someone’s turned the faucet on.

It was really hot watching both of them get off, but I was feeling so horny that day that I got frustrated. I started feeling resentful that they had come over because I was anxious to come. I got a little cranky (which I got scolded for later) but MasterDoc said that he wasn’t going to leave me unorgasmed. He had me get on the floor next, towels underneath in case I squirted, and he used the Hitachi on my clit and then wand in my pussy. He teased me into a frenzy and then let me come. I grunted and grabbed at his back, looking to clutch at anything I could get my hands on. I kept coming and kept grabbing at him uncontrollably, it looked like I was going to pull his pants down at one point. My brain was somewhere else though, I was barely aware of my surroundings and I was totally aware of my cunt. I squirted and it was a good thing we had put towels down. I felt sated and happy afterwards. I slept well that night. And MasterDoc’s amazing skills were shown yet again by making three women have earth-shattering orgasms in one evening.

Sometimes Pain Just Hurts

Published on March 16, 2009 in bdsm, cunt, D/s, flogging, sex, spanking and Uncategorized. 0 Comments

I asked for a beating on Sunday, it had been a while since I had one. MasterDoc was happy to oblige although at the outset he wasn’t in the beating mood.

First he played with clothespins on my outer labia. He had me hold them to my thighs so that my lips were spread wide apart. The clothespins pinched my skin. He used the Babelight on my clit. He looked intently at my cunt and ran his fingers over it.

After he removed the clothespins he had me get on hands and knees. This time he used the clothespins on my left breast. He had me use the vibrator on myself to get warmed up. He spanked my ass a few times and then decided to fuck me.

Thankfully he used some lube because I don’t think I was wet yet. As he slid into me I forgot all about the idea of a beating and just wanted a good fucking. But he kept spanking my ass – hard. He also got the small flogger and flogged my upper back. My pain tolerance wasn’t great yesterday, so I found that while he was just fucking me I’d get really aroused and want to come, but when he’d strike me the arousal would subside a bit from the pain. Not every beating puts me right into subspace, sometimes the damn thing hurts. It’s funny how sometimes the pain enhances my arousal and other times it inhibits it.

He teased me for a while, getting me on the edge, begging. He allowed me to come, and as I came he hit my ass some more times – I feel that the intensity of the orgasm was diminished by the pain. I just didn’t have good pain tolerance yesterday.

He had me suck his cock hard again a short while later, and he fucked me some more. This time he pulled out before I reached orgasm and told me to make myself come (I was using the vibrator on my clit) but every time he hit me the pain interrupted the flow of energy and I just wasn’t able to come, which was a bit of a bummer. I wish my pain tolerance was more consistent – particularly in the way of being enjoyable! I wanted a beating but then I had a hard time taking it. Feh. I guess not every beating can be cathartic and orgasmic.

Swing Club, Part 1

Published on March 1, 2009 in bdsm, blow jobs, D/s, exhibitionism, flogging, orgasm on command, sex, sex parties and Uncategorized. 0 Comments

Last night MasterDoc and I went out to a new swing club – so new that it only opened last weekend. The unfortunate bit is that we were the only ones there (besides the staff). The fortunate bit is that there was plenty of space and we made our own fun.

We were a bit bummed to be the only ones there. (A couple of times women walked in to check the place out and one of them we had met at the pool party over the summer, but neither of them stayed or had their men come in.) The staff were friendly and we had the buffet to ourselves. Not to mention several rooms of mattresses, all ready to be used. After we had talked with the staff for a while and gotten settled in, MasterDoc flogged me a little bit. Then we made out on one of the huge beanbag chairs they had in the lounge. MasterDoc usually isn’t one for kissing (he doesn’t think he’s very good at it) but lately we’ve had some really lovely make out sessions. He stroked my pussy through my pants and I undulated my hips to meet the pressure of his hand. I reached down and stroked his cock through his pants.

He had me take my pants off (but not panties) and gave me the little red vibrator to play with. He blindfolded me and I sat there, exposed, playing with the vibe on my clit. After a moment, I could hear his voice in the other room. He had left me there alone, exposed. With the blindfold on I couldn’t tell when he came back but he slapped my thighs a bit. I wondered what he was going to do. I could tell when he was in front of me because there’s a small gap underneath the bottom of the blindfold. But when he moved off to the side I had no idea where he was. He had me take off my panties. I was aroused, my labia swollen, but I wasn’t wet. I asked for some lube and he not only smoothed some onto my pussy, he also got out a toy of mine that’s sat in the toybox for way too long. It’s a pink acrylic wand that’s three thick bumps on one end, and curved to reach your g-spot on the other. (I bought this years ago at Babeland so I don’t have a link to it.) He slid the bumpy end into my cunt and I played with the vibe on my clit as he fucked me with the toy. He had me gasping and begging to come in no time. He made me say it loud so everyone could hear, “Please, Sir, I want to come.” He made me hold off, while he continued fucking me hard with the toy. I was breathless, my g-spot being stimulated oh so much. I yearned to be able to come. While he kept me panting, he had one of the staff get a towel to put under me. Once the towel was in place he fucked me with the toy some more and told me to come. I screamed and moaned, the sound bouncing off the mostly bare walls of the club. There’s no way anyone in there could miss what was happening. I kept coming, hard, over and over. He leaned in to kiss my chest and I begged him, “Please bite me!” He bit the flesh and I have a small bruise there this morning as a reminder. I could feel my vaginal muscles clench and bear down on the toy and I groaned in pleasure some more. It seemed like I was able to come forever. Just as I was getting totally out of breath, he said, “That’s enough for you young lady,” and gently slid the toy out. I sat there, blindfolded, breathing hard and reached out to stroke his arm. We cuddled a bit and I took some time to recover.

The blindfold came off and he had me get dressed again. We nibbled on the buffet a little more and talked with the staff. He asked me if I was up for more and I was totally ready. We went off into one of the back rooms and stretched out on these four mattresses put together. He had me suck his cock until it was hard – really hard. Then he had me put a condom on it and get on top. I was still really wet from before and he slid in easily. I rode him, slowly at first as he told me to go slow and savor it. But I couldn’t keep up a slow pace for long as my arousal grew. I fucked him with all my energy and he let me come – again I came hard, screaming. I grabbed hold of him tightly and clenched him between my thighs. I ran my hands over his chest, fingers through the hair. My pussy gripped his cock tightly and he would thrust upwards into me deeper. I rode him until my thighs were exhausted. We cuddled after and I wondered if there would be more.