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Double Feature

Published on January 19, 2011 in anal, bdsm, bisexuality, cunnilingus, cunt, D/s, dating, horny, kink, lesbian, masturbation, non-monogamy, orgasm denial, orgasm on command, sex, sex toys, shio, squirting and Uncategorized. 0 Comments

I had a lot of alone time last weekend and masturbated more times than I probably had the prior month! I certainly got MasterDoc’s permission when I got to the third time in one week. I’m allowed two without asking permission. He asked me to cam with him and so he watched me masturbate on my couch from far away. It was awesome. He wasn’t on cam, but still I felt much closer after the experience with him. Towards the end of the weekend, I got to be social, not to mention sexual.

The holidays and such kept me from seeing Blondie for over a month. We were both busy. Finally, we made plans for her to come over Sunday night since I was off the next day. She arrived late; her afternoon plans took longer than she thought and then she got lost coming to my place. She came in, took off her coat and we kissed. She said, “I brought ginger,” which can strike fear into a submissive’s heart! I worried for a brief moment that she wanted to try figging, but as it followed her mentioning bringing whoopie pies, I thought it couldn’t mean that. Thankfully it turned out the ginger was the very yummy dark chocolate covered ginger from Trader Joe’s.

I was pretty tired by the time she got there, so we just watched a dvd. (Tipping the Velvet, a lesbian period piece based on the novel by Sarah Waters. OMFG Rachael Stirling is hot. Keeley Hawes and Jodhi May aren’t bad either!). Blondie crashed at my place for the first time. The next morning, we ordered breakfast in and finished the dvd. After breakfast we ended up making out standing in my kitchen. While I’m totally femme and sub I felt a little guyish because I’m noticeably taller than her and I kinda enveloped her in my arms as I bent my face downward to kiss her. What it’s like to be considerably shorter than your partner is something I know nothing about.

We fucked. She asked if I had a blindfold and what toys were around. She blindfolded me and used my Siri on my clit. She asked about plastic wrap and I told her where it was while blindfolded (and where gloves were too since they can be cut open to form a barrier for oral sex if needed). She went down on me for the first time. It felt good but the barrier can inhibit some sensation. Still, it’s not hot if you’re not meeting your partner’s safer sex needs, and safer sex is way better than no sex. She also used a glove to finger me and I came quite quickly. I can do that when not required to get permission to come. I have to admit though that in some respects I prefer prolonging it. I suppose I should just do that on my own. She kept going and I kept loving it until my g-spot became too sensitive and I had to ask her to stop probing it so firmly.

I played with her next when she suggested we put a condom on my Gigi and use it on her. The condom came in handy as handle for this too-short vibrator. She wanted it shoved in far and I would use the end of the condom to pull the toy out of her cunt. I loved seeing her labia swell and open up. She gave me lots of direction, apologizing along the way. I reminded her that I’m a submissive and I’m quite use to being told what to do and how to do it. MasterDoc has trained me to his specifications. It doesn’t faze me. I’d rather please my partner than be clueless.

I rubbed her clit with my finger, stopping to add some lube because a lubricated clit is a happy clit. She moaned a whole bunch and even let out a piercing scream. I worried that the police would be knocking on my door thinking a murder was going on. We later switched to the magic wand as she thought it would be easier for her to come. We each took turns handling either the wand on her clit or Gigi inside her while the other used the other toy. I’ve made her feel really good, shriek with pleasure, but not come yet. I have to admit this disappoints me, because giving my partner an orgasm is a wonderful feeling. But I will be patient and do my best to keep learning what works for her.

After an afternoon spent with my friend Divasub (who I hadn’t seen in way too long also), I went over to MasterDoc’s to see him for the first time in about 5 days. I don’t often go that long without seeing him but he was away all weekend. (So happy to write here that after a week of no sex, I got it twice in a day from two different lovers – awesome.) We spent time reconnecting, and MasterDoc hadn’t had sex in a few days so he was pretty horny, too.

I seem to be dealing with some vaginal dryness and occasional soreness lately – I’m blaming it on my birth control pill for the time being. Being a bit dry makes penetration hurt sometimes, and his cock felt enormous that day. (I can hear him now, “Doesn’t it always feel enormous?” Yes, yes it does.) I had already gotten wet and warmed up with my hand, but still, inside I seemed uncomfortably dry. I had to ask him to please add lube. He asked if he should ignore me like that one time he was ass fucking me and he kept going after I requested lube and I came super hard seconds later. Um, no, this was not quite the same. He applied some lube and fucked me with just the tip of his cock until I was worked up and able to take the whole thing. It was hot! He couched it in terms of teasing me. It worked, I became desperate for the whole thing and my pussy self-lubricated.

He fucked me for what seemed like forever. I was so desperate to come that I actually voiced it, “You make me want to come so badly!” I hesitated to say that, worrying that it would be taken as begging for orgasm, which I’m not permitted to do when his cock is inside me. I finally decided that no, it’s not asking it’s just stating how he was making me feel. I think he should know if he’s driving me positively wild. He would fuck me harder for a bit and make me struggle to maintain control of my orgasm. I’ve been working on enjoying the good sensations for as long as he wants to fuck me without orgasm, and I am appreciating just the sensations more although I think I’d lose it if I didn’t eventually have an orgasm at the end of a scene. It’s good that he’s gotten me less goal-oriented (and loving it) but I still love orgasms. Who doesn’t love orgasms? I came, I moaned, I squirted.

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By the way, Babeland is offering 20% off Lelo products this weekend!! Ack! I LOVE Lelo. If you’ve been thinking about getting something like the Siri or Gigi (my faves), now may be the time!

Fantasy Vignettes

Published on January 4, 2011 in bdsm, blow jobs, bondage, caning, consensual non-consent, D/s, edge play, exhibitionism, fantasy, gags, gang bang, horny, humiliation play, kink, masochism, masturbation, piss play, restraints, sadism, sex, sex parties, shio, slut, spanking, squirting, submissive, swinging and Uncategorized. 2 Comments

Scene 1: I’ve been kidnapped and I awaken tied up, naked, wrists and ankles bound, duct tape across my mouth. He teases and tantalizes my body despite my protests. My nipples receive the clover clamps. He grabs me by the hair and makes me suck his cock after he rips the tape off. He makes me come over and over despite my fighting it. He fucks me while I’m unable to get away because I’m bound.

Scene 2: Struggling with him, fighting him off. Him calling me a whore and other degrading things. Him slapping me around. Him spanking me even when I start getting desperate for him to stop. He could just gag me with duct tape and go to town on my ass with the cane. I could lay over the axis for the beating, and then be in just the right position for a fucking.

Scene 3: He fucks my mouth as I hang my head off the end of the bed. He gags me repeatedly on his cock. At the end, he comes all over my face.

Scene 4: He blindfolds me and lets all sorts of people at the swing club play with me and fuck me. I don’t get to know who fucked me.

Scene 5: I’m intoxicated to the edge of sleep and then fucked repeatedly by a group of men, all orchestrated by MasterDoc. This would be videotaped so I could fully enjoy after.

Scene 6: I have to do my best to move around and do things like suck his cock while my arms are restrained behind my back.

Scene 7: I become his slave for a few hours. I have to sit at his feet. I have to be always respectful or I get the cane. He would use me as he likes sexually. He can make me sit in the corner or tie me to something at a whim. I’d have to get his permission to use the toilet. He would make me wait until I was desperate and begging for it, and then he’d bring me (by leash perhaps?) into the bathroom, where he’d let me pee in the tub through my panties.

Scene 8: I ‘m bound at a party at his place (possibly just hands behind back or perhaps some ankle restraint as well so I have to shuffle along as I walk) and the guests get to play with my naked body as it pleases them. My hands are released for dinner but I have to eat mine out of a bowl on the floor, seated next to his chair, while the guests eat at the table. He later makes me masturbate to orgasm in front of the crowd. With a little luck, I squirt when I come.

Reconnecting, or His Young Bitch

Published on December 24, 2010 in bdsm, cunt, D/s, horny, illness, kink, libido, musings, orgasm on command, sex, shio, squirting, submissive and Uncategorized. 1 Comment

It was wonderful and much-needed to reconnect with MasterDoc sexually last night. I’m still not totally well, and I became fatigued too quickly, but I got the chance to be the worshipful submissive.

As we discussed my reluctance to kiss him in the kitchen the night before, I had the rather odd thought that I love how he’s scientific. I hadn’t kissed him at his request because I was worried I was still contagious. He pointed out that you’re only really particularly contagious for the day before you get sick, and the first couple of days after. I love that he trusts in science, unlike so many of us, and simply ceased to worry about my flu being contagious after the usual few days of contagion. (It also helps, I’m sure, that he got the flu shot.) I love how very rational he is.

It was wonderful to submit to how much his every touch turns me on. Through just gentle caresses he can have me quivering and ready to come. Some dominants seem to think that having control means bossing their subs around and constantly asserting their dominance. I think MasterDoc has real control – if he wants to make me come I am helpless to stop it. He doesn’t need to assert himself constantly. He knows he has control over me. He made a comment last night, while reaching out to grasp my hair in his hand, about the pleasure of seeing the ownership he has over me. I loved hearing that term. While I usually associate ownership with slaves and I still identify wholeheartedly as a sub, I have lately felt like I want to acknowledge his ownership of me. (Such as, in the status part of my fetlife profile.) And it’s interesting to me how you can be a poly sub, and very much owned by one person, but fuck others and not have that take away from your owner/pet relationship.

I used the word pet there because, strangely, last night we got to talking about whether I see myself as a kitty or a puppy. I don’t relate to cats at all (lifelong cat allergy saw to that) but I love dogs. I can totally see myself as a puppy. We’ve been discussing how I need a “totem” around MasterDoc’s place – DeeDee has the glamorous stuffed sheep, “Miss Ganoush” (as in BaaBaa Ganoush), MasterDoc is represented by the stuffed dog I’ve dubbed Brian after the dog on Family Guy. Like MasterDoc, Brian will sleep with a variety of women. I cuddle him when I’m there, but so does another of MasterDoc’s girlfriends when she visits. I suppose we could consider me the puppy. A puppy doesn’t go out dogging around like the grown dog, instead she is all cute and playful and attached to her owner. I need to find an adorable stuffed puppy to represent me.

I think it’s funny how bdsm relationships grow and evolve. I would never have thought of anyone as a puppy except the submissive playmate MasterDoc has who he calls “Puppy.” But I suppose it’s easy to have more than one puppy around. I’ve never cared much for age play or puppy play in the past, but lately I like being able to be little, helpless and taken care of now and then. And I have to say I’m definitely a puppy rather than a kitty or pony.

MasterDoc made me weak all over and made me come with little effort as usual. As he started slapping my pussy during orgasm I started to squirt. After, he declared that I was a very dirty girl. After being a very ill girl for the past week, it felt good to be sexual again.

He fucked me bent over the Liberator Axis. Having support was extra important because of my fatigue. As he fucked me I wondered if I was too tired to come. Then I realized that wasn’t such a bad thing – he could then fuck me until he came. He doesn’t often manage to come from fucking me and I love when he does. He later said that he nearly came. Despite thinking I was too tired for orgasm, when he held his cock firmly in my cunt, preparing for my spasming muscles, and then told me to come, come I did.

He also played around with the vampire gloves I got for his birthday. I had underestimated just how huge his hands are and ordered large instead of x-large. I had to return them for the x-large and they came in yesterday. When run over some parts of my body, the tines tickled, then they lightly scratched over other parts and with a little pressure, on my ass they hurt. You can get a bunch of sensations out of the gloves.

I begged for a rest, and while he was definitely going to give me the rest, he kept getting distracted by touching me. At one point I was so near orgasm that I had to sigh when he suddenly stopped. He thought he was being good and letting me rest, but it was downright painful not to come at that point.

He wanted me to massage his prostate but when I became too tired to stay awake he tucked me into bed. I love that he understands that being ill means I don’t have the energy for some things, and not that I’m trying to shirk duties.

Fantasy is My Reality

Published on November 30, 2010 in analingus, attraction, bdsm, blow jobs, D/s, englishman, fantasy, horny, kink, masochism, orgasm denial, orgasm on command, porn, sadism, sex, shio, squirting, submissive and Uncategorized. 2 Comments

I’ve lucked out and had fabulous sex the past two nights. I suppose it’s not luck, it’s the smart choice of being with MasterDoc. We seem so bonded now that we can just lean our heads together and soon we’re both twitching a little with arousal. Playing with his chest can be just as effective as licking his groin.

Last night we tried a good deal of deep throating. I actually managed to relax my throat for much longer periods than I have before. As I’m blowing him, I keep going til he’s deep in my throat. I love the noises he makes when I do that. It’s actually good that I gag a little because then the saliva starts flowing and I can give a good, wet, sloppy blow job. I only had a little trouble when we tried it with my head leaning over the bed. Still, I was willing to keep trying! (Yeah, you can call me Ms. Choksondik a la South Park.)

He also continued pushing my limits of orgasm control. Damn if I didn’t worry I was going to give in and come without permission! As he fucks me and I balance just below the peak of my arousal, I get more turned on thinking that I’m his cunt and he can fuck me for as long as he wants while I desperately moan and whimper, desperate for orgasm. I’m glad he didn’t give in to my whimpers (he’s a very generous Dom where orgasms are concerned) but pushed me. I was determined not to let him down and come un-ordered. (Granted, he has told me that since he’s pushing me, it’s not the end of the world if I slip and come – ONLY if it’s a genuine slip though. Goodness knows he can spot me lying a mile away.) When he did let me come, the throe ended up covered in squirty puddles. I don’t really mind laying on the wet throe. I guess it’s the hotness of knowing that dampness is my come. If it gave off an odor I may not be so keen on my come, but since it’s virtually odorless and evaporates easily I’m perfectly happy to get a little wet.

The night before, I had one of those, “I’m SUCH a pervert” moments while we watched more delightful porn from TheUpperFloor.com. I got turned on by Cherry Torn’s look of pain and later, the tears that ran down her face, while she tended to one guy’s cock and the other whipped her back with a dragon’s tail. I wanted to be that girl, although I’m not sure I can handle that pain. Also as I watched kink.com head honcho Peter Ackworth in a scene I realized that I have the hots for him. It’s an old turn-on for me – pasty English guys. Seriously, I love English, Scottish and Irish men. I’ve had all but Scottish at this point. (Um, any Scots in NYC out there?) I suppose I should throw in Welsh just to cover ALL of the UK and Ireland.

Another, newer turn on was the depersonalization of one of the slaves in the video wearing a hood. I’ve long had anxiety about hoods as I can freak out from difficulty breathing – I’ve had some severe asthma attacks in my time. But the holes in the hood looked adequate for breathing, and it was kinda hot to deprive her a bit of her senses while turning her into an object. (Yes, some feminists like women as sex objects! I think it should be done consensually, unlike most objectification of women in our culture. Therein lies the problem.)

I felt like MasterDoc had complete control over me. If he wants to make me come, he can. If he wants to keep me coming, he can. If he wants me to cool down he can do it as well. It was really fucking hot. The slightest touch and I’m jelly.

We’ve fucked in many positions the past couple of days. Doggy, missionary, me on top. The basic three. The serviceable three. The ones that work so we all keep coming back to them.

I’ve been working extra hard to be a good submissive this week. I’ve done lots of household chores without being asked. When he’s asked for me to do something I react right away and get it done – no moaning. It’s not been perfect but I’ve been doing well. Proof of that is when I licked his ass without complaint or making a face AND I tried hard to do it right. I tried pushing my tongue into his hole. I tried sucking a bit. Anything he’s taught me he likes, I tried. I managed to push my sense of gross-out to the side and I could appreciate the act as service and giving him pleasure.

I helped him come that night with caresses and playing with his ass, kneading the flesh with my hands. I felt like talking about hot things I’d like him to do to me, or I was fantasizing about at the time. But my usual hesitance kept me thinking, “What if?” What if I talk too much. What if he’s not into what I’m describing. Would it be hot and forward or inappropriate for a sub? Stupid hesitance won out as usual. Blogging about this ensures that MasterDoc will talk to me about this, particularly if he does want me spewing a dirty stream of fantasy from my mouth.

Brat

Published on November 25, 2010 in anxiety, bdsm, blow jobs, caning, D/s, dom, edge play, embarrassment, emotions, gags, horny, humiliation play, kink, masochism, masturbation, musings, non-monogamy, orgasm denial, orgasm on command, piss play, sadism, sex, shio, squirting, submissive and Uncategorized. 0 Comments

While emotional outbursts, for me, are often caused by depression or anxiety issues, sometimes I’m just being a spoiled brat. Last Saturday I got cranky and pouty because the evening I thought I was to have alone with MasterDoc got changed around when DeeDee didn’t leave for her Thanksgiving trip for an extra day. So of course since she’s away this week, MasterDoc opted to spend time alone with her that night.

I think the pouting worked in some way for me growing up, otherwise why do I default to it so often? It’s immature and pretty counterproductive. (Especially with MasterDoc, he likes things to be calm and me having a childish fit doesn’t help that.) He spoke with me that day and while I cried over some things that bother me, I ultimately left his place feeling happy. I had plans to see him for definite on Sunday afternoon, and Monday evening AND Tuesday evening. He was right when he pointed out, “What’s one evening’s delay?” Nothing really.

When I saw him Sunday I got a lecture about my behavior and while I agree that I was certainly being a brat, I don’t think all my displeasure was unfounded. But I’ll leave those details between myself and my Dom. He tossed out the theory that since I was an only child (for nearly 11 years), and developed that sense of entitlement many only children develop, that having it taken away so abruptly (at the dawn of puberty no less) has left me feeling the need to count every minute, every task I do, etc. and demand as much time and as much recognition for my work as possible. It’s pretty obnoxious when I think about it. But there was always this, “Hey that’s not fair!” thing going on with my brother and me. Becoming a sister was a far rougher transition than I had thought it would be. But what did I know at 10 years old? I resented my poor brother for many years, and only as we’ve both become adults have I taken the time to apologize.

I really can be a dysfunctional shit sometimes. I’m lucky my friends love me despite my flaws.

So it’s time for me to refocus on my attitude and my service. This is something I’ve decided in light of my recent behavior. I will try to not mentally keep tabs on all tasks I do versus what DeeDee does. I will try to be more gracious when plans change. I will try to be a better submissive.

After our discussion, there was much pleasurable cock sucking and choking. I enthusiastically blew him for as long as possible. When we lay close to each other, he made me come on command a few times. When he brought up the idea of piss play, he really hit the nail on the head when he pressed me to admit I want him to piss on me. I couldn’t deny it, although I really wanted to. The humiliation that came with it was hot, however.

He didn’t piss on me that day, but I did ride his cock for a good long time. It was quite a full-body exercise! It seemed like he drew out the teasing phase before each orgasm, and I just loved it. While I am desperate for release, I’m also enjoying how it feels to be brought to the edge of orgasm. Stimulation feels good!

Monday and Tuesday evenings were spent with MasterDoc as well. There was some really hot sex Monday night and MasterDoc talked me through being able to handle a ball gag without gagging. The trick is to breathe slowly through the nose. If you breathe too quickly it narrows the nasal passages and you get less air. I also found that having my head tilting down or to the side helped too – the saliva didn’t pool at the back of my throat so much as dribble out, so I didn’t feel like I was drowning in spit. The gag is pretty loose and at one point while tantalizing me, MasterDoc pulled on it. It fit snugly in between my lips and the very act of him doing that made me so hot as my head was pulled back. (I’m twitching right now in remembrance.) There was more marvelous fucking – this time with him on top.

I am a damn lucky bitch.

Tuesday was quieter, but he made me come like crazy after I warmed myself up with masturbation. I think there was also quite a bit of caning. After two consecutive days of great sex, I was feeling pretty content and doing less on Tuesday wasn’t a big deal.

I’m sure I’m leaving stuff out or have changed the evenings when a particular activity occured. This is what comes of not having as much time to write lately. I get to see MasterDoc tomorrow and after just a day away from him I’m ready for nooky again.

Endlessly Horny Slut

Published on November 17, 2010 in anal, analingus, bdsm, D/s, edge play, embarrassment, happy, horny, humiliation play, kink, libido, masturbation, orgasm denial, orgasm on command, piss play, porn, prostate massage, sadism, sex, sex toys, shio, slut, squirting, submissive, trust, Uncategorized and wax play. 0 Comments

I often think that time spent alone with MasterDoc in sexual situations can’t get any better. And then they do.

Early in the evening he was talking about how he canceled an “orgasm on command” demonstration he was planning at a party we’re going to Friday. I spoke up, saying that I really think it wouldn’t be a problem him making me come with just a touch and a word – even in front of an audience. He turned towards me on the sofa and said, “Oh really?” His hand caressed my face and he twined his fingers in my hair. “So you think you could come just from my command?” I was twitching a little and breathing heavy by this time and I answered, “Yes, Sir.”

“Then you can come.” The full-body cascade came over me and my left hand shot out and impotently grabbed at his nearest thigh. I was still dressed in my work clothes, and we hadn’t any foreplay whatsoever. Even as he gave me the command a small part of me doubted I could come, but I am so conditioned now that not coming wasn’t an option. Thankfully I didn’t squirt in my work pants (although many of you pervs out there would have loved reading about that!).

A phone call came in for him immediately after, and I caught my breath, stunned, while he spoke on the phone.

Later, after we had both had dinner, bathed and gotten ready for sex, I put on a video from theupperfloor.com. (Thanks again to the person who shared their password with me! Hawt stuff!) He had me plug in the HDMI cable so we could see the porn on the big screen tv. Just watching the goings on of training the house slaves got me so hot. We both loved a scene where Cherry Torn had a knife handle (dinner knife) slid up her ass, and then the magic wand was vibrated against the part sticking out. I thought to myself that it would be super hot for me to disappear to the kitchen and return with a table knife, but something in me prevented me from just doing that. I really need to be more proactive.

He had told me minutes before to get an ass toy that he could use to warm up my ass. Earlier I had pointed out it was a long time since we had anal sex, and he took that under consideration. I returned with an ass toy – silicone, sorta rippled, with a handle to press against the perineum.

With lube and toy in hand he had me get on hands and knees. I leaned against the sofa arm. He worked the toy into my ass and I was moaning before much really started. The idea of him violating my ass was just too, too hot. I wasn’t quite sure what was going on at various times, but fuck, it felt good. He teased me and my whole body tingled with excitement. Satisfied that he had heated me up, we adjourned to the bedroom with the porn.

I’ve been feeling extremely horny and slutty in recent days. I’m sure many of you are saying in disbelief, “Only in recent days?!” Since the feeling of shift I wrote about last week, I’ve felt like some blocks about doing things MasterDoc wants me to do are starting to disappear. (Not all of them sadly, but a few key ones.) On some levels, I live for pleasing him. I’m starting to fantasize about him doing things I formerly thought of as hard limits.

In the bedroom, he told me to get a toy that’s larger than the first one for preparing my ass for fucking. I used a slender, red-sparkle silicone dildo to work my ass and soon I was fucking myself with it like a bitch in heat. He really enjoyed watching this and let me come after a while.

He was ready to fuck my ass himself, and we tried to figure out the best position. Unfortunately this hesitation led to difficulties getting it in (a cock needs to be super hard for anal) so we took a break. (Note to gentlemen of a certain age: As this entry will demonstrate, you can still satisfy and drive a woman wild even if your cock isn’t cooperating. Seriously, as much as I love cock it is not the only thing that will get me off/make me happy.)

He made me come a ton of times via command and molesting my body. He decided that it would help him get hard for me to lick his ass. Normally I’d have been hesitant to get there, but that block I mentioned that seems to have moved? I didn’t really have a problem getting my tongue into his asshole as best I could. I really tried very hard to make him feel good. I’m enjoying more and more feeling like he’s in control and that makes it easier to do things I don’t like to do. By verbal command, he made me come TWICE while I licked his ass. As I started to come the first time I thought to myself, “Damn you!” because of the embarrassment of orgasming while my tongue was on his asshole.

At this point, is there anything this man can’t do to make me come?

During one of our interludes (while I tried to recover from so many orgasms), he declared that everything points to enforced exercise. Fuuuuuck! He’s decided that if I do squats I’m allowed to come when I can. He emphasized that the point wasn’t doing squats until I’m sore and exhausted, just a few until I can manage to come knowing he’s given me permission to come. I cringe at the very idea of coming from exercise. But if anyone can make me do it, he can. We shall see.

We fooled around for two hours or so, and a couple of times he kept making me come long past the point where I thought I could. In my exhaustion, I nearly begged him to stop. Nearly. I’m digging this forced orgasms thing though.

His cock cooperated towards the end of the evening, and he fucked me up the ass. I didn’t hear him give me permission to come so I rode the edge the entire time. It felt pretty damn amazing. (Note to Doms: Please give commands to come loudly and clearly, because if the sub has to ask, “What did you say, Sir?” it decreases the arousal just enough to limit the ensuing orgasm.)

More porn was watched. I fantasized about him pissing in my mouth as he went off to use the bathroom. I started masturbating before he came back. Since it seemed pretty clear we were “done” as far as getting me off, I considered my clit tickling to be masturbation and came at will. He joined me again on the bed, and a few moments later told me to come after I had already started, and I just kept coming and coming. I had squirted even before he gave me the command to come. It’s amazing how fast I can rub my clit when I’m aroused.

He wanted a prostate massage, so I worked his ass over for a while. I was really getting into it. We heard DeeDee come in during this, and MasterDoc decided to delay his orgasm. We said hello to DeeDee, heard about her date, and I voiced a need for cuddles and aftercare.

We cuddled. And just being close to him turns me on so very much. It gives me a helpless feeling, the way I get wildly aroused around him. Soon I was licking his “spot” and realizing that indeed, “spot worship” has become a fetish for me. Yes, I will admit, the middle of his hairy chest turns me on. I talked about how I would love for him to come in my mouth and then I’d play with rubbing his come all over my chest. The fantasy was so strong! It wasn’t in the cards though.

He still wanted to come so he had me help by giving him an ass massage as he jerked off. I tried my best to tune in and notice his reactions. To press firmly against his asshole and perineum in a way that would feel good. My fingers made him twitch for a while after he had shot his load. Even though I was tired by this point, my submissive nature helped me focus and enjoy making him come. Even though there were so many delicious orgasms last night, I wanted to be his endlessly horny slut. I’d certainly stop playing when he asked me to, but I aimed to be eager and ready at all times. Accomplishing this wasn’t too hard.

Is it any wonder I hesitate to try to fuck another guy? Without MasterDoc taking control how can another guy fucking me be anywhere near as hot as when I fuck MasterDoc? But if he told me to fuck a roomful of strangers it would be the hottest thing ever, and I would do it under his watchful eye. I am his slut. There is no denying that.

Weekend Update

Published on November 8, 2010 in bdsm, bisexuality, D/s, dating, horny, lesbian, non-monogamy, orgasm on command, porn, sex, shio, squirting and Uncategorized. 2 Comments

I guess feeling burnt out can come with anything, even something that you love to do. I’m feeling like I need a break from blogging, but I’m not sure if that is what’s needed or how long I would take. I do have reviews to get done and to be honest I’d miss having an account of the things I get up to. I don’t know if I’m going to take a break, or perhaps post less often. For now the posts may be condensed and less detailed. We shall see.

This weekend I got to see Blondie. We met up in Harlem and had dinner at the world famous Sylvia’s restaurant. The food was delicious. I had fried chicken, collard greens (best ones I’ve ever had), and garlic mashed potatotes. Hardly diet food but sometimes a girl has to splurge. We were at a loss as to what to do next since it was cold and getting dark (and neither of us know what there’s to do in the neighborhood). As we were saying goodbye at the subway station, the idea for her to accompany me back to my place came up. Hooray! We took the subway and bus to my place and she told me it was fine if I wanted to watch an episode of the tv show I have out on DVD at the moment. She offered a neck rub and being a glutton for touch I took that offer. We cuddled a bit and after the show she took initiative (I’m starting to feel bad that she’s always the one to start things. Why am I such a tool?) to straddle me on the sofa and make out. Rowr. She wanted to make me come and I got the Hitachi out, but also spotted my Soraya when I got up to get the lube. She used that toy on me and made me come – I squirted which thrilled her but it wasn’t apparent how much until I moved later and we saw the huge wet spot on the throe.

She asked if I’d use the Hitachi on her and I gladly obliged. I made her scream, I made her feel good – but still I haven’t made her come. I’m trying to not get down about this since it’s not always easy for women to come, particularly with new partners. But I like making people come so it’s something I hope I get to rectify sooner rather than later. I will just have to be patient.

The following night I had time alone with MasterDoc, which was wonderful after not seeing him for nearly a week. We got naked and fooled around of course! After a warm up of cane taps on my inner thighs and cunt, he made me come just through a mental connection as usual, but thankfully then prolonged the orgasm through fingering the hell out of me. I was so horny that I was practically crawling all over him whenever I got the chance. I toyed with his “spot” on his chest and he became quite horny from that. I kept desperately wanting him to fuck me. I kept debating – would asking him to fuck me be totally hot or would he feel pressured in some way? I was relieved when he decided of his own accord to fuck me. He enjoyed some porn from theupperfloor.com of forced exercise and a slave scrubbing the floor. Yikes. The forced exercise was so painful for me to watch that I hid behind his back on the bed and cuddled up next to him. I ignored the porn while he later fucked me. But he made me come over and over – at least three prolonged times. He was exhausting me as he does lately and I love being pushed to the point where I don’t think I can keep coming because my body is giving out, but then he makes me come for a while longer anyway! He can make me aroused or come at will. He really is that good. I don’t think anyone has ever made me feel as aroused – or alive – as he has.

I Like It Rough

Published on October 25, 2010 in bdsm, caning, D/s, horny, kink, masochism, masturbation, orgasm denial, orgasm on command, porn, sex toys, shio, spanking, squirting, submissive and Uncategorized. 0 Comments

After my vacation started off fairly “MasterDoc-free,” he made up for lost time this weekend. He stayed at my place (first time I’ve had someone sleep over in the new place) and we found that sharing my full-sized bed is tough, but we can manage it.

Friday I had a hard time getting into the sexual mood. When I haven’t seen much of him for a period of time, I feel like I need to reconnect first. Any attempts at sex on Friday fizzled. But by Saturday I was in a better mood. We watched a video from kink.com’s “The Upper Floor” (many thanks to the person who shared their password with me). It got me so hot and wet! But MasterDoc decided we should exercise and get errands done first. Phooey. So I not only did yoga (when I was already sore from the day before), we also walked to the thrift store and got him some “new” pants since his old ones are too big now (yay weight loss!). By the end of the walk I was in pain – my legs from working them too much, and my shoulders from working them (downward facing dog anyone?) but also carrying around a heavy purse when we went shopping. Many varieties of pain relievers were taken Saturday night to combat my extremely sore shoulders.

As part of our errands we went back to MasterDoc’s place. DeeDee was out, so we got in some play time (I have most of my toys at his place). He flogged, spanked, caned and paddled me roughly. This was perfect because I was thinking to myself as he set up, “I want him to hurt me. I really want him to be rough.” He pushed my limits of pain and left welts on my ass that I could feel a few minutes later. (Frustratingly, the beating left nothing but one small bruise.) Watching the porn earlier had put me in a very distinct mood for pain and roughness. I love when he grabs my hair, or puts his hand at my throat. I want to be slapped across the face. I was also thinking how I love it when it feels like he’s molesting me. I like the porn from The Upper Floor because much of it was the stuff of my fantasies. Being a slave/sub being manhandled and used as your “betters” see fit. If you haven’t been exposed to that site at all, the theme is that it takes place in a bdsm household where the slaves are trained and used. The women in it are younger and in much better shape than me, I couldn’t possibly hold some of the positions they managed to hold for extended periods of time. Sometimes there’s parties and the slaves are used sexually by a variety of dominants. Fucking hot.

He made me come, partly after the caning and partly during the caning. He’s good at making me come then inflicting pain so that the pain becomes part of the pleasure. Despite my sore body it felt so good to come hard again after a few days of abstaining. (Silly of me to hold back though, I really should have made a point of masturbating.)

We headed back to my place for dinner and I hoped that wasn’t all the sex we were having. I was so horny! After dinner, we checked out more porn on The Upper Floor. We ended up on my bed, both playing with ourselves while watching. I think it’s true that men are more visually-oriented than women. While I get hot watching porn, I crave physical contact. I craved him being rough with me. I didn’t just want to watch someone else get roughed up – I wanted it too. I stopped masturbating at one point because my desire was fizzling by the minute. I reached out to stroke his chest, hoping that initiating touch would lead to me being touched. We ended up talking a little and I raised the issue of my desires with him. He lent a hand making me come and slapping my thighs. He grabbed my throat and held me firmly, but not too tight.

Since there are times when I seem to want more sex than MasterDoc does, he’s decided that if I want more after he’s made me come I should let him know I’m going to go masturbate. This way he can gauge just how much coming I crave. I took him up on this and got hold of the Hitachi a few minutes later and put the porn back on. He joined me on the bed for more hair grabbing which helped me come super hard. I squirted all over my throe and just kept the Hitachi buzzing at my clit for the longest time.

That felt good. No, great.

Sunday, we watched more porn which of course led to more fooling around. He massaged my sore shoulders for me, but spanked my ass hard in between. I tried very hard not to cry out too loud, as my apartment is small and I’m sure sound must travel into the hallway a bit. (At least enough to hear as you walk by. That’s all I’ve noticed from other apartments in my building.) He’d grab my cunt and slap and rub it roughly. The shoulder massage turned into part of the bdsm by how much it hurt when he massaged them deeply.

He had me flip over, and asked me what insertables I have around. I think I only have one of my favorite silicone dildoes at my place and I got that out. I also grabbed lube.

He realized that the dildo could be used to beat me, and he went at my clit, thighs and nipples with it. He toyed around with it at the entrance to my cunt, and then slowly slid it in. As he fucked me with it, I so wanted to come! He’d intersperse hurting me with fucking me with the dildo. He used the Hitachi on me only momentarily, then he went back to the dildo. He told me to come and jesus, I not only came over and over again, I squirted the most I’ve squirted in a while. The throe was soaked! I could feel the liquid run beneath my thighs. I lay there spent afterward.

He gave me a new assignment. I am to masturbate at least once, preferably twice, a week and report to him on it. I should send him an email with when I did it, what I was thinking about (or watching) while I did it, and what did I use (my hands, vibrator, etc.).

His

Published on October 3, 2010 in anal, bdsm, blow jobs, cunt, D/s, exhibitionism, horny, kink, orgasm denial, orgasm on command, sex, sex parties, sex toys, shio, spanking, squirting, submissive and Uncategorized. 2 Comments

Lately my life is so busy that it gets harder to keep up with blogging. That’s the irony of being a sex blogger – if you have lots of sex that’s worth writing about, you often don’t have the time to write!

I’ve had three hot interludes with MasterDoc since the last time I trotted my exhibitionist self out here on the blog. Tuesday night I was feeling insecure, but totally aware that I had no rational reason to feel that way. I’ve gotten better at speaking up about my needs, and acknowledging when they’re not rational. MasterDoc soothed me by petting me as we cuddled. But after, he did something I really needed him to do in my insecure state – he dominated me. He made it clear that I’m His.

We did the deep throating with my head off the end of bed again. Totally hot and no, the blood does not rush to my head hanging like that, much to my surprise. He not only shoves his cock in my mouth but he plays with my body as well. He can bend over a little and reach my pussy or tits and tease me while I enjoy the perversity of choking on his cock. After the upside down blow job, he made me come with his hands and by saying that my cunt is his to do with as he wishes just before he let me come. He said it so gruffly I couldn’t help but melt! He grabbed my hair at the same time, and when given the command I came, gushing girl juice all over the place.

He then fucked me from on top. As I’ve mentioned here before, I’m not supposed to ask for orgasm while his cock is inside me – he decides if and when I come. (But he’s a nice Dom and eventually lets me come.) I was happy for him to fuck until he came. I managed to keep my arousal to a point where it felt fantastic, but I didn’t blurt out some begging for orgasm. He didn’t come that night, but he did suddenly tell me to come. (More squirting. Yeah!) We cuddled some more and attempted anal with me laying on my side but the angle wasn’t quite right. Ah well!

That night he decided he wants to make me come until I pass out. This is not a far-fetched thing as I involuntarily hold my breath when I’m coming hard. That night he made me come until I was good and lightheaded. I’ll let you all know if/when he makes me come hard enough to pass out.

I went a few days without sex. Yes, I can do that. I had Friday off and while we were busy getting stuff done that day, MasterDoc did carve out some time for us to fuck. As he pounded me into ecstasy, I thought to myself, “Damn. If you’re 55 and wearing out a woman 18 years your junior, you’re doing damn well mister!” He truly exhausts me lately. But my coming is so constant and delightful that I try to keep going as long as he wants to despite things like thirst or sore shoulders (from leaning downward in doggy style). He wore me out at least twice that afternoon, and then he went back to his place to get some things done before we headed to the blogger party. I relaxed in my apartment for a while and then got myself ready.

While there’s much flirting going on between bloggers at the calendar party, MasterDoc and I headed out to the swing club by ourselves. Granted, if I had been more vocal about our plans a few people might have wanted to join us. We were tired, and nearly didn’t go, but mustered some energy to give a good show. He had me suck his cock a lot, because it allowed him to lay back and relax. I was going to ask for a spanking when he produced some toys from the bag. He had accidentally ended up with someone else’s flogger and he explained how harsh it is – instead of just being strips of leather, each strip had a metal rivet at the end. Yikes! He warmed me up with harsh hand spanks and the riding crop, then he used the evil flogger. He didn’t hit hard, which was good because light hits with that thing were quite enough!

My pain tolerance seemed kinda low when he was whaling on my ass. But when he flipped me over and slapped my pussy the stimulation on my clit turned me on something fierce. As an appreciative guy watched while stroking his cock, MasterDoc made me come with his hands. He finger fucked me hard and I came loudly, squirting a huge amount. I sit here twitching a little just from thinking about it. He fucked me doggy style after that, and like the afternoon sex we had, he kept pounding me as I helplessly took it, coming over and over. When my vagina of steel pushed his cock out, he continued with his fingers and I gushed come some more. I so needed something to drink after that! Massive loss of bodily fluids!

We were too tired for more than one round that night, but considering the phenomenal fucking earlier in the day I had positively no complaints. I slept like a log that night.

Kinky Foursome

Published on September 23, 2010 in bdsm, bisexuality, bondage, D/s, foursome, gags, horny, kink, masochism, masturbation, orgasm on command, restraints, sadism, sex, sex toys, submissive, swinging, Uncategorized and wax play. 2 Comments

It’s taken me a couple of days to sit down and write more than just notes about the kinky foursome we had on Tuesday. The featured guests were slave amber and her Master from this little nugget of a blog post.

Her Master arrived first, he and MasterDoc talked a bit about what they were planning to do (as they had done online earlier). With two diabolical minds at work I was nervous, but I needn’t be. MasterDoc would take care of me.

MasterDoc thought of the behind the back restraints I’m so hot for using, so I went to get them from the play room. However, this train of thought was distracted by amber calling up needing direction assistance. Later, when she had arrived, I had to remind MasterDoc that we were going to use them. Being bound and somewhat helpless turns me on tremendously. We don’t do enough bondage. My earliest bsdm fantasies consisted of being kidnapped, tied up, gagged and played with. Make me come when I’m helpless and I turn to mush.

MasterDoc made me come by touching me and commanding. Our guests were pretty impressed by how easily he could make me come. I have found, however, that if I’m not worked up mentally beforehand, while I still orgasm (uterus contracts and all) it’s not nearly as satisfying as an orgasm with more foreplay to it. Even if that foreplay is just mental.

Of course being a couple of days late writing this I’m bound to leave something out. Speaking of bound – amber’s Master likes to play with rope (one of MasterDoc’s few weaknesses). I was told to get on all fours and he bound my tits. Then he had me kneel up and he extended the tie into a crotch rope. Initially I wasn’t into it, but after I lay down on the mat in the living room and the dental gag was put in my mouth, and the Wartenburg wheel run over my body, I started to change my mind. The wheel tickles much of the time – I had to try to explain this with my mouth held wide open. With more pressure it “hurts better” as MasterDoc put it. Indeed. It felt good on my sensitive bound breasts.

After that, there was talk of hot wax. I was surprised that I was the intended victim, but of course amber was told to lay beside me (cheap shower curtains are great for easy clean up!) and both of us had hot wax poured over our fronts. I was yelping quite a bit, and wondered if I was a wimp. But thankfully MasterDoc suspected that their candle was much cooler – and so the two Doms switched candles. Totally different using their candle. No more yelps from me but plenty from amber. The two of us were waxed on front and back. We scraped off as much as possible before leaving the shower curtain, and towards the end MasterDoc realized that this textured rubber glove he has is just perfect for wiping the wax off (and providing some sensation play at the same time.)

The next scene required wrist and ankle cuffs. I was overjoyed to use mine. I bought them long before I met MasterDoc and we haven’t gotten to use them much. The other Master bound amber and I to each other. I’m taller so my arms were wrapped around her upper back. He also attached our ankles together. Next, we were wrapped in plastic cling wrap. I was concerned about this beforehand because I had a boyfriend wrap me once before and I panicked when I couldn’t breathe. This time, however, it was totally cool. They men ordered us to make out with each other while bound together. Being pressed up against a woman and kissing her with my Dom watching is pretty damn hot.

The day became physically wearing as the two Doms had loads of ideas of things to try with two subs/slaves present. amber’s Master brought a brand new double-ended dildo. I had used one before and found it lacking, but of course I could give it a try again. (I have yet to find a silicone double ended dildo – use condoms with the ones out there as they’re usually made of a porous material, not to mention they have nasty pthalates in them.) We were positioned on our hands and knees on the mat, our asses pointing at each other. I felt the dildo slide in and it wasn’t unpleasant, but it wasn’t thrilling either. MasterDoc gave me a vibe to use on my clit. amber’s Master ordered me to move on it, but it’s pretty hard to get any thrust from such a flexible dildo. MasterDoc stepped in and moved it back and forth so both of us were getting fucked alternately. This enabled me to come. And with the vibe on my clit I came pretty damn hard. I think having someone move the dildo is the secret.

I was exhausted. Holding yourself on hands and knees or kneeling for extended periods of time takes energy. I lay spent on the mat while MasterDoc started showing the Gigi to amber. I gushed about Lelo toys and explained how it’s stronger than battery-operated vibes because it’s a rechargeable. MasterDoc toyed with her clit while her Master kissed her. I joined in first by sucking on her nipple, and later by by wetting my finger and stroking her clit. I played with her clit while MasterDoc fucked her with the Gigi.

Our guests left after this, and it was a fun afternoon albeit a joking one. But hey, I like people with senses of humor. It just might have been more sexually stimulating with less joking. Oh well, there’s always next time.

MasterDoc and I had dinner and rested for a while. I still wanted his cock inside me though. (This was during the 4 days a month my birth control takes a rest, so I was feeling lots of menstrual symptoms such as rampant horniness.) My back ached and MasterDoc was kind enough to massage it for a bit. (Not only do I massage him, he will do the same for me. And as a doctor he puts his knowledge of anatomy to good use there as well.) For fucking, he put me over the Liberator axis which was just perfect because I could rest my full weight. It had the effect of making me feel a bit like an object, and lately I’ve been into that

My incredible horniness still wasn’t sated after our fuck. I figured MasterDoc would have no problem with me using one of my weekly masturbation sessions, and so I grabbed the Hitachi and went to town. MasterDoc came in to join me just in time to see me to come and lend a hand a little. I was happy after, and boy did I sleep well that night.