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Pain, Piss and Fucking

Published on May 8, 2011 in anal, bdsm, cunnilingus, D/s, dom, edge play, embarrassment, forced orgasm, humiliation play, kink, masochism, masturbation, nipple clamps, orgasm on command, piss play, porn, prostate massage, sadism, sex, sex toys, shio, slut, squirting, submissive and Uncategorized. 0 Comments

There was more pain when we played on Saturday than he’s given me in a while. I think for the most part I was in need of a good rough bit of play. He placed the clover clamps on my nipples. I had to breathe deeply to ride through the pain. In the past, he would have taken them off much sooner, but this time he played with them a bit. The clamps bite into the nipple despite the rubber tips on them. They leave a deep impression. I was just getting used to the pain (as much as I could anyway) when he touched them. The pain surged again. I was surprised how long he kept them on me considering the look of pain that must have been on my face pretty much the whole time. He kissed between my breasts, which put a bit of pressure on the clamps. The pain was intense.

When he removed them it hurt even worse for a moment. Next he used the clamps on my labia. I got nervous when it seemed like he was playing with my inner labia, but I didn’t think he’d put the clamps on there. He did and I screamed. It hurt so much! Thankfully he removed it, and then moved to outer labia. This was still really painful. He went down on me between the clamps and it was hard to enjoy the feel of his tongue amidst all the pain. He took the clamps off (again that intense pain when the blood rushes back) and made me come with his tongue and fingers. Of course, after the orgasm all the suffering from just moments before was forgotten.

He stood up, and I wondered what he was going to do next. He must have needed to urinate because moments later he instructed me to meet him in the bathroom, and bring my vibe. I truly don’t like when he pees on me. I dread it. I brought my siri along but didn’t want to get turned on, you know? He had me kneel in the tub (knee pads on) and started talking up what he was going to do. It is so hard to listen to. He told me to me ask for it. I struggled, made jokes and even begged him not to make me ask for it. I had gotten myself worked up with the toy on my clit by now, and so I relented and asked him to pee on me so I could come. He pissed on me and I came and I hate that I came. I felt the warm liquid run down my body and the acrid smell hit my nose. I looked away. I closed my eyes so I don’t have to see it. But I came with his piss running down my hands.

He left me to wash off, saying that he would fuck me when I got back to the bedroom. I rinsed off, then grabbed the bath pouf for a little scrub when I didn’t feel clean enough. I dried off, and grabbed a throw blanket when I got back to the bedroom as I was cold. He snuggled me for a bit while we watched porn. (More PublicDisgrace.com.) He pushed his knee into my cunt from behind me. This was hot but I couldn’t come from it. I wished he would talk dirty to me again. He did just minutes before, asking what he was going to do with “his body” (i.e., me. Swoon.). He talked about making me just a piece of meat. Fuck, I like that talk, I really do.

He fucked me from behind, making me come over and over. And over. And over. And did I mention over? I had just gone limp from coming as his cock plugged away at me. At the end of a long, satisfying fuck, he pulled out and slapped my cunt, making me squirt all over.

As I lay down to recover, he put his wet hand in my mouth and probed a bit with his squirt-soaked hands. The fingers in the mouth thing is a recent suggestion from me. It makes me feel even more like I’m his slut to do with as he wishes. He can probe into any orifice he chooses to.

We took a break. During the break, he talked about working his new favorite toy in his ass (the Duke) and fucking me from on top with it in. I worked it in slowly as he watched hot, nasty porn. I got him really hot. I loved watching his face. He asked me a one point if I’d be ok if he just came. I said yes, and while I would have enjoyed another fuck I meant it. He said, “Good but I think I’ll fuck you anyway.” I kept working the toy in his ass and it became apparent he felt too good to stop. We kept going until he came all over his belly. He was relieved to see me smiling at the end. I had come enough for the day. It was time to make him feel good.

A funny aside: as we played after I had cleaned up the piss, I kept thinking I smelled piss every so often. I figured it must have been just psychological until I realized – I focused on cleaning my body off, but his piss ran over my hands too earlier. I didn’t adequately wash my hands and they smelled like piss. Ugh. I went and washed my hands at the first suitable break in the action.

Awesome, Awesome Night

Published on May 4, 2011 in bdsm, bisexuality, blow jobs, bondage, couple, cunt, D/s, dom, embarrassment, exhibitionism, flogging, forced orgasm, foursome, horny, humiliation play, kink, lesbian, masochism, masturbation, non-monogamy, orgasm on command, restraints, sex, sex parties, sex toys, shio, slut, spanking, squirting, submissive, swinging and Uncategorized. 0 Comments

On Monday night we went to the swing club since I had off the next day. On the way there, MasterDoc pulled the car over by a porn store, the type with the porn booths that MasterDoc likes taking ladies to. I was feeling easily embarrassed somehow and hoped that perhaps this wasn’t happening. But he dragged me in, I felt super shy as we nodded hello to the guy working behind the counter. We got to the booths and I figured I was in the clear when there were no people there, but he walked me back out into the store where the employees were. He stood me in front of him, ostensibly looking at a display of porn box covers and started caressing my shoulders and grabbing hold of my hair. Fuck. He knows me. He knows the slight humiliation of getting turned on in public, and how he can do that to me effortlessly, would turn me on. My body twitched a bit, giving away my increasingly aroused state.

Thankfully, we were only there a short while. In the car as we continued to the club he said, “I should have a least let the guy who works there have a grope.” I’m sure I blushed at this. At the club, we met one of our usual pals there and had a nice chit chat. Veronica is the bartender but she also amuses the single guys. After the chat, MasterDoc went to use the restroom, and I felt shy while waiting alone. If guy comes over to me, I’m never sure if flirting is okay as MasterDoc decides who I play with. I probably seem like an aloof bitch sometimes. I assure you, it’s shyness rather than bitchiness. It also stems from knowing that giving some guys the least bit of polite attention will have them pursuing you all night long.

I watched the porn on the big screen. “Hey, is that Paris Hilton?” I thought. I usually disdain Ms. Hilton, but I gained a smidgen of respect (!) as I watched her blow her boyfriend. The girl’s got skillz.

I ask for a cuddle when MasterDoc gets back and he agreed we could use a cuddle. We hadn’t seen each other in a couple of days and therefore hadn’t cuddled. The cuddle turned into a little making out and him caressing my body. It amazes me still how, with him, simply having my breasts stroked (the top part mind you, not the nipples) I can get turned on tremendously. You know, being his trained monkey who gets turned on and comes at his command isn’t such a bad thing.

The room with the king bed was busy, so we headed to the chilly back room. I was very horny already and soon didn’t notice the cool air. We cuddled, caressed each other and kissed. I love feeling his body under my hand. He had me go down on him and I enjoyed every second. He managed to truly fuck my throat at one point. It was pretty awesome. He thrust in, I could feel the ridge of his cock head press pass some spot in my throat and I have trained my gag reflex pretty well by now – I didn’t start gagging until a few deep thrusts had been achieved. A guy came in to watch sometime during this. MasterDoc had me get on hands and knees so my ass was facing the room. He showed me off, using a flashlight to highlight my pussy. I felt thrilled and embarrassed (and thrilled to be embarrassed) by the attention. He used clothespins on my labia, but I was so engrossed in being a slut on display that I didn’t pay much attention to them. He inserted the anal beads. I’ve found though that I can’t often tell exactly which toy is up my ass. I don’t seem to have the right amount of sensation for details there, but I knew I was being filled with something, He flogged me a bit, telling the guy how much I love being shown off. He had the guy hold my butt cheek out of the way one time and I could never be sure exactly whose hands were touching my cunt (I think it was always him other than the butt cheek thing). He made me come for an extended period of time and I was exhausted. Or so I thought.

We dressed and MasterDoc noticed a couple with a hot woman. He started chatting up the couple, and I joined him in being friendly. I didn’t have a problem with the guy as sometimes happens, and I was doing my best to help MasterDoc get in the hot woman’s skirt. We ended up showing them our bag of tricks. They were from out of town and friendly in that southern way. I really think I’d have better conversational skills had I been raised in the south. The woman was shy and quiet, but her man was very talkative. They seemed quite nice. MasterDoc made me come via magic wand and fingering when it came out that the guy in the couple had never seen a woman squirt. Of course I did. He thought it was awesome.

We rested on the bed, chatting with the couple as she stood against the wall and her guy sat on an ottoman. MasterDoc was doing his best to be charming and get the lady’s attention. The guy was fascinated by our toy bag and I ended up in the behind-the-back restraints. After he got them on, he told me to kneel in them, and I’m sure my struggle to get myself upright was fun to watch. He had me lean forward so that I was resting on my head and shoulders. I told him that was very uncomfortable (as ending up with a neckache is not a desirable outcome) and he told me I just had to do it for a little while. I think I was the definition of helpless with my ass in the air and hands behind my back. He let me sit, and I stayed there for a while sitting next to him with my arms behind my back. MasterDoc spread my legs and played with my cunt. He made me come again through slapping my cunt – I think he really enjoyed showing off that he could do that. The sheets were pretty damn wet by now.

I’m slowly starting to realize that a woman like me can be intimidating for a man. I don’t think of myself as intimidating, but being so in control of my sexuality (and choosing to hand that control over to MasterDoc) and so comfortable with having sex in front of people does intimidate guys. I tell you, if a slutty woman is interested in playing with you, don’t be intimidated – go for it! We love sex. Even if it’s not the most amazing sex we ever had, odds are if we’re mutually interested in fucking you we will enjoy it too. I don’t think loving sex is at all a bad thing. Religion doesn’t know what it’s talking about.

I stripped the wet sheets from the bed and we went to the main room. It seemed like the woman in the couple wasn’t too interested, but soon the guy from the couple came over and asked if I wanted to make his wife come. I’m certainly game to make an attractive woman come, and I’m sure our men would enjoy watching. Also, perhaps if this woman was warmed up MasterDoc might get somewhere with her. MasterDoc gave his assent (I’m his slut, he decides) and we adjourned to the king room again. We had to find someone to put new sheets on. There was initial awkwardness as her shyness continued and MasterDoc talked about how I’m not the aggressive type – the problem was she’s not either. She got undressed to try to move things along and I felt freer to start playing with her. Her body was perfectly toned, her augmented breasts standing up perkily. Her husband suggested I use a toy and I used my siri on her clit then worked my fingers inside. I made her come pretty damn quickly and it was fun to watch, she just about did a crab walk backwards on the bed because of the intensity of the stimulation. I totally understand why MasterDoc sometimes chuckles when I’m coming like crazy.

I took my bra off and even though this woman was pretty much our society’s ideal (except she wasn’t young) she sounded envious when she commented on how big my breasts are and how they’re real. It’s terrible how nearly all women seem to have body issues these days. She made me come next, using just her hands and MasterDoc lent a hand. I squirted again.

I felt pretty damn tired, but MasterDoc wanted to fuck and I did want his cock. I sucked him til he was hard. He played with my pussy which of course was sopping wet. He fucked me from behind while at least one guy watched and he pushed me over the edge (orgasm-wise) with relative ease. (Remember, I don’t just get to come, I need to hold back as long as I can but if he drives me crazy he won’t get mad if I come before he’s said the word.) I was totally lost in lala land during orgasm after orgasm. I can only imagine what my face looked like. I think sometime I need someone to film me coming so I can see it.

It was an awesome fuck. He kept going and going, and guess what? I squirted again. A whole lot. It was just as well I hadn’t taken the last sheet off but instead suggested to MasterDoc that we use the same room because I had already besmirched the sheet.

I was so tired (having worked all day, exercised in the evening and then came, and came and came) that I just lay there after. He had me spread my legs to show guy my pussy to the guy there while I rested. He gave guy the flashlight to get a better look.

MasterDoc nearly had to cart me home. I slept like a proverbial log that night.

As an aside, in the midst of our trying to flirt with the couple, a guy from Spain (he told us he was from Spain) appeared with two hot Mexican chicks. The guy was aggressive in trying to set something up with the couple. The women looked eager to play. I later caught sight of them making out with each other – I wanted to be in the middle of that! Sadly, this was not to be.

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Published on April 11, 2011 in bdsm, blow jobs, D/s, humiliation play, kink, masturbation, orgasm denial, orgasm on command, piss play, porn, prostate massage, sex, shio, squirting, submissive and Uncategorized. 0 Comments

I’ve been having a great time with MasterDoc this weekend. I’ve gotten a lot of hot sex. Both Friday and Saturday night had sexytime in them, and this even though MasterDoc wasn’t initially planning on sex on Friday.

I remember the details of Saturday more clearly (as I start writing this it’s Sunday afternoon). He grabbed at me like I was a piece of meat, reaching over to grasp a buttock with one hand and roll me onto my stomach. As a submissive, I get very hot when he seems to be using my body just as he likes. The porn we had watched the night before included a submissive telling a guy to “Please use my hole to make yourself come!” over and over. I considered speaking that a few times on Friday and Saturday nights.

He continued to grope me like I was a piece of meat, and then turned over onto his back. He told me to get over there and suck his cock, which I did. He choked me on it a few times, long enough that I wondered if I was going to pass out. While there’s a bit of fear involved in that, there’s also a great thrill. I got his cock super hard and he told me that I “suck a mean dick.”

He wanted me on my knees to fuck, and I was pleasantly rather wet already. Usually we use some lube for sex, but I started out with just enough natural lubrication for him to fuck me. He pounded me for quite a while – the difference between sex now and sex when he was heavier, not exercising regularly and not getting testosterone supplements is tremendous. The man is 18 years my senior, and lately he exhausts me! (And keep in mind the sex was pretty damn amazing from the start of our relationship.) I gripped the top of the sheets so hard with my hands. He fucked me until I couldn’t hold back and I came tons. I’ve gotten better at not pushing his cock out of my pussy during orgasm (although it does still happen sometimes) and having him shove that hard dick in my pussy while I came felt amazing. The sheet grasping continued, my elbows started to hurt. After I had come a few times without a direct order, he told me to come and I had a relatively short orgasm. I was already worn out from a few minutes worth of coming.

As we lay down after, my shoulders ached from a combination of exercise earlier in the day and the tensing of my body during orgasm after orgasm. I had to rest. He told me I need to get in better shape! (I am already in much better shape than I was before we started all this lifestyle changing so we can be healthier. But I recently started adding a weight to some arm exercises I do. For now, these exhaust my arm muscles.)

I rested for what must have been several minutes. He played with his cock and I got turned on watching. He wanted me to get on top for a fuck, but I was too tired in my muscles to manage that. (Sad but true!) I stroked his body, pressed up against him and did whatever I could to make him feel good and turned on. I spread my legs and started playing with my pussy. He smiled when he saw that. He asked again if I was sure I was too tired to fuck and I was. I pointed out that masturbating together is pretty hot too. He grabbed my hair and soon made me come again as I stroked my swollen clit. I squirted and had to roll myself towards him during orgasm to make sure I didn’t squirt on the bed (but instead made it on the throe). He talked about maybe having me massage his prostate and help him come. Then he realized that with a threesome planned for Sunday afternoon, he was better off not coming on Saturday night. (Plus I had helped him come the night before.) His cock doesn’t always want to cooperate the day after he’s come, so if he knows he has some serious debauchery coming up that abstaining from orgasm is helpful. I have to say this makes me glad to be a woman, especially one with a nearly infinite capacity for orgasm.

We lay in bed for a while. I was ready for a break from sex (with hopes of getting more later) but wasn’t sure what MasterDoc wanted. He played with my pussy a bit, and then when he stopped I played with it myself. Turns out he was ready to stop with sex but I pointed out that his playing with my cunt got me worked up. He said that he would certainly help me come again, and I got excited for a moment. Then he got up and told me he needed to pee. Fuck! He was going to let me come as he peed on me.

I grabbed a vibe and hesitantly followed him to the bathroom. He ran the water in the tub to warm up the porcelain a little. After I was on my knees in the tub, I realized I should have brought the knee pads. I dreaded him peeing on me, but I used the vibe on my clit so I’d be ready to come. As usual, I was allowed to come when I felt his piss hit my body.

As he peed, and he seems to be able to pee for a LONG time, I came and kept pushing myself for more orgasms because while coming I was distracted from the fact that he was pissing on me! I would feel deep humiliation every so often when I thought about what he was doing to me, and despite myself I thought that humiliation was hot. Still, despite the orgasms I was glad to rinse the piss off me. This time, as he left me to clean up he said he was available immediately for aftercare. I was glad he remembered.

I was so cold after the shower that I grabbed a comforter and got underneath when I made it back to the bedroom. MasterDoc cuddled me to help me warm up, and the aftercare was really helpful in bringing me down and enabling me to not feel overly bad about getting pissed on.

“I love you even though you piss on me,” I said.

“One of the many reasons I love you is because I can piss on you,” he said, smiling.

Ultimately, he had me give him a prostate massage without orgasm. Some prostatic fluid oozed its way out at the end. I hope all this massage helps keep his prostate good and healthy.

Busy Beaver, Part Two

Published on April 3, 2011 in anxiety, bdsm, bisexuality, blow jobs, bondage, cunt, D/s, edge play, fire cupping, humiliation play, kink, lesbian, masochism, needle play, orgasm on command, piss play, restraints, sadism, sex, sex toys, shio, slut, squirting, submissive, threesome and Uncategorized. 0 Comments

After work the next evening, Blondie was slated to come over to play with me and MasterDoc. The two of them had been hatching plans. She was curious to learn catheterization, and Doc, having training in such things, showed her how to do it – on my urethra.

They didn’t start with that, thankfully.

After dinner, they hid in the playroom to set up their diabolical plans. As I sat in the living room with DeeDee, she informed me that I’ve been having terrible abdominal pain, and that’s why I was there to see the “doctors.” Uhm hum. She then started teasing me, being an office manager Dom harassing me about my insurance not going through. It was pretty funny.

The doctors called me in to their examining room. After a brief consultation about the abdominal pains I didn’t know enough about to describe. (I think I’m terrible at medical role play.) I was told to get undressed, and I joked about keeping my socks on – after all, even the gynecologist lets me keep my socks on. I lay down on the bed, which had the Liberator wedge on it to tilt my pelvis up. The doctors started with some suction pump on my tits. It was uncomfortable but bearable. Then the lady doctor (Blondie, who in real life knows acupuncture) showed MasterDoc how to do fire cupping. This is a technique used in Chinese medicine. Glass “cups” (kinda shaped like round jars, with a lip) have a flame (alcohol-soaked cotton ball on fire) run around the inside of them and then the cups are promptly placed on the flesh – it forms a vacuum.

I soon had both nipples, my stomach, and my thighs being sucked uncomfortably into the cups. As the pressurized flesh turned purple, I was afraid of bruising. (The last time I had fire cupping done was for acupuncture, and it looked like I had been sucked on by an alien creature for about a week.) This morning there isn’t much in the way of marks. Blondie placed one of the big cups over my pussy and it sucked my labia in. It felt strange to me, Blondie likes the sensation. It didn’t bother me but it didn’t arouse me either.

They moved on to needles – acupuncture needles are easy to handle. MasterDoc wanted to use some of our regular hypodermic needles for play, but I was happy to just have the very thin acupuncture needles pressed into my flesh. The points on my ear hurt, but otherwise there was no problem. Blondie taught MasterDoc acupuncture needling. She also showed him how to put moxa on the ends of a few needles and then light it to add heat to them.

Chinese medical play finished, they got me laying over the wedge so my pelvis was tilted. Unfortunately I kept slipping down the shape and putting pressure on my poor neck. MasterDoc went to use a speculum to open me up. It hurt though, but I should put in an aside for new readers that back in 2005 I was assaulted by someone using a speculum on me in a sexual situation who then didn’t stop when I told them to. I was traumatized. I just can’t get into specula in a sexual situation. I can tolerate them at the gyno office, but last night it was more triggering. MasterDoc knows this part of my history (as does Blondie), so he of course didn’t pursue it when I said it hurt too much. He knows that he has enough experience inserting specula that it wasn’t his technique, it was my history that caused the pain and anxiety.

Writing about that just now felt more triggering than it did last night. MasterDoc handled the situation well and I was able to just move on. Next, came the catheterization. MasterDoc explained what he was doing while he was doing it. It was terribly uncomfortable (to me) to have that thing slide into my urethra. Once in place it was bearable, but I’m just not someone turned on by urethral stimulation (though others are). They drained my bladder into a cup. I can see how this is hot for some people, the control over a basic bodily function like that, but I haven’t as of yet gotten into it.

Over the course of the night it became clear that medical play mostly isn’t my thing, but since they were enjoying it, I was able to submit and let them have their fun. I knew something I’m into would come along sooner or later. Blondie picked up on how the medical play just doesn’t do it for me (for the most part). If I were to choose a role play scenario I’d probably choose something like the king and the serving girl, or the professor and naughty student. Or the slut and the random strangers who take her and ravish her. Or being kidnapped, bound and molested.

The magic wand got brought out at this point, and Blondie used it on my clit while MasterDoc fingered my pussy. They forced tons of orgasms out of me. Orgasms and squirt. Huzzah! See, I knew there would be something for me. We took a break after.

Blondie wanted to feel the fire cupping on her pussy too, so MasterDoc tried his hand at it. After a few failed attempts he got it to suction on to her pussy – pulling her labia out into this beautiful flower shape. We called DeeDee in to take a look, and I tried taking photos. The photos didn’t come out well though since the glass of the cup reflects too much light. Blondie liked how it felt and I used the magic wand vibrating on the cup attached to her pussy. She loved the feeling. After a while she agreed that it was probably best to release her swollen labia, and they remained swollen for the rest of the evening! It was something to behold.

MasterDoc made Blondie come, and I loved cuddling and caressing her upper body, enjoying the intimacy of being part of her orgasm. We got some cuddling in and I realized how much I had missed cuddling her.

Blondie did some rope bondage on me (something MasterDoc isn’t good at) and I loved the rope. She did a simple harness (not quite snug enough since I’m new to it and she didn’t want to have it too tight). MasterDoc grabbed me and kissed me while she worked on the harness. She also showed me how to do an easy tie to create a sort of spreader bar of rope between one’s ankles. It was very short (we don’t exactly have a good stash of rope around here). We tried getting me into position to fuck and unfortunately the ankles needed to be undone. But MasterDoc then fucked me from on top while I still wore the rope harness, and Blondie tortured my nipples during this. I got to come very hard again.

MasterDoc wandered off for a bit. Blondie and I cuddled and chatted. It was getting late and she planned to head home. MasterDoc, ever the gentleman, walked her to the subway.

I was very happy. And very satisfied. I’m feeling wiped out today from all my adventures.

The Key to a Good Evening

Published on March 27, 2011 in bdsm, blow jobs, caning, consensual non-consent, cunt, D/s, DeeDee, exhibitionism, forced orgasm, humiliation play, kink, masochism, masturbation, orgasm on command, sadism, sex, sex parties, sex toys, shio, slut, spanking, squirting, submissive and Uncategorized. 0 Comments

DeeDee opted to stay home when we went out Friday night. MasterDoc had made her come so hard in the afternoon (while he was fucking her up the ass and she was using the magic wand) that she developed a terrible sex headache. He later bragged about this to one of the porn stars visiting the swing club.

While we were walking to his car, I realized that I didn’t have a spare key for his new-to-him car. He said that’s right, because right now there’s only one key. He has to get copies made.

Yes folks, this is foreshadowing.

We rode to the swing club in his car. I’m pleased to say it has a much better ride than his old one. It was terribly cold last night because apparently winter decided to turn around and come back to the northeast for a while. I scurried to the club since we parked down the block. Once inside, I stripped down to the mesh/lace/satin camisole I was wearing under my street clothes. I was cold still, so I kept my black cardigan on. Yes, I’m that woman who is dressed semi-sexy at the swing club because she’s cold.

We settled in, those details are pretty mundane. As we scoped out a room to play in, it was kinda odd to walk by a guy standing just inside the room we prefer with his shirt off, dick out and stroking his hard cock. He was reasonably attractive and quite fit but, uh, this struck me as creepy. I don’t know if it would strike anyone else the same way though. We laughed about how we needed to push past this wanking dude to get to the king size bed. MasterDoc ultimately decided we were just simply going to do that.

We got settled on the bed, and I was very much in sub mode. I felt even more shy than usual and avoided all eye contact with others. I scarcely knew how many guys were in the room at any time. MasterDoc had me suck his cock and he got into being quite rough and dominant – more so than he usually is at a swing club. He choked me on it a few times – holding my head down long enough that a bit of panic would set in. I’d pull away when I could, take a deep breath, and then he’d put me right back on his cock. I loved it.

The cock sucking, with occasional choking, went on for a while. My mouth was watering and nose a little sniffly by the time we were done. He had me kneel and face the doorway. I still had my sweater on, and while he did things to me I pretty much buried my face in my arms. It’s strange how I was so much more self-conscious than usual. I mean, I don’t like making eye contact to start with, but I really didn’t want to see or be seen (facially anyway) at all. A bit later I felt concerned that people might think we shouldn’t be naked (cuz we don’t have hot bodies) which is odd since I didn’t worry about this when I we were both about 50 lbs heavier! I ultimately told myself that it didn’t matter since I was having such amazing sex with a man I’m totally hot for. Who cares what other people think? I had a great time.

MasterDoc spanked the shit out of me. He caned me a bit, it sounded like there was at least a small appreciative audience. I was bewildered a little because he’s never quite that rough with me in public. He fingered me for a while, and while initially his fingernail scraped inside a bit uncomfortably, I was able to move past that. When he told me to come, I came. It was hard to keep coming when he’d hit my ass really hard again, but I came for a while.

He turned me around, and fucked me from behind. Tabitha, the porn star we’ve seen at the club before, came in and said hello. As I started getting distracted by the conversation between her and MasterDoc, MasterDoc would start pounding my cunt hard with his cock. Fuck. It was so hot the way he had me there moaning, incoherent, while he casually carried on a flirtatious conversation, trying to line up a fuck for later in the evening.

After Tabitha left, he really went at me and made me come til I squirted all over the bed. When we were finished and I got up, I found that the front hem of my chemise was soaked; totally soaked with my juices. I was happy but so tired. We cuddled a bit – I found that I was thrown off a little by such rough usage in a club. (He called me a bitch at lot. He told me to choke on his cock several times. It was hot but intense.) I felt like I needed to reconnect with the loving Dom after having spent time with the rough, mean one.

After a bit, we were both horny again from touching each other. He was stroking his cock and I was getting antsy for more fucking. We put me on my back and he went at it. He asked a guy to hold my leg and the guy did. An elderly guy reached out to touch the other but MasterDoc told him not to touch since he hadn’t told him he could touch. Trouble was, the bed (which is really an unfolded futon on a frame) started sagging towards my head and I started slipping that way. It was too uncomfortable for my back so I had to speak up. We regrouped, and he fucked me some more from on top.

This time another guy (at least, as far as I know it was a different guy – but I’m not sure) held my other leg but he pissed me off by yanking it too far outward. I told him not to do that as it hurt. Then he shifted to stroking my leg but the guy had the finesse of a spastic child. In the end, there was no way I was going to come with that dude touching me and totally distracting me.

We rested a bit, and he had me masturbate to another orgasm – which was pretty damn hot. But I realized that I was so, so tired. Since the time change I’ve been waking up too early and have been more tired than usual. All the fucking and coming had worn me out too.

We ended up sitting out in the social area, and we watched Tabitha flirt and let guys grope her. They were drawn like bees to flowers. On the sofa across from me sat this positively beautiful young man. Blond, fit, dressed well. I told MasterDoc that if I wasn’t so damn tired I’d want to fuck the guy. I kept looking at him. So perfect. He reminded me a little of Prince William when he was a very young man, before his hair started thinning and he started to look so much like his father. But I suppose this guy was better looking. MasterDoc teased me that he thought the guy might be underage. I figure since ID has to be shown to get in, that I’d be able to argue that even if he *was* underage that it was entirely reasonable that I would expect anyone I meet in there to be of age.

MasterDoc had me get on my knees and suck his cock for a while. It was a hard position to hold my back in, so I didn’t last long, but I think when I got up the cute young guy must have been looking since it appeared he was in the process of looking away.

The hot guy joined the throng around Tabitha for a bit. A nice looking couple sat in his place and MasterDoc and I both ogled the woman. She was hot, kinda nerdy, dressed more conservatively than you’d think someone would dress in a swing club. When her guy went to get them drinks, MasterDoc tried to strike up a conversation with her, but to no avail. I tried making eye contact too, but I think there wasn’t any interest.

I was incredibly tired. It was early still, around 11:30, but I just didn’t think I could do any more activity. MasterDoc agreed we could go home. (But of course he asked me a few times, “You’re sure you’re too tired, right?”) We got dressed, got our stuff out of the locker, and got our coats. But when MasterDoc checked his coat, he couldn’t find his keys. He had been concerned when he didn’t find them in the locker, but we figured they must be in his jacket. Nope.

I had my keys with me, but you have to remember that his was the ring with the only copy of the car key on it. Oy.

He tore the club apart looking. He offered to get me a cab to take me home while he waited for AAA. I decided I wasn’t tired enough to ask him to spend that money. I settled on the sofa in the social area, right near the bar, and lay down for a while. I figured no one would fuck with me there, plus I was fully dressed anyway. I rested the best I could although fatigue and the loud music was starting to give me a headache and even a bit of teeth-grinding. But somehow I stayed patient. I just reminded myself that the situation was what it was and getting upset wouldn’t change it.

MasterDoc came in and found me, and told me the good and bad news. Good news was he found the keys. The bad news was they were locked in his car in the ignition. Well at least he wouldn’t have to pay for locks on his car to be changed. We just had to wait for AAA to send someone to get into the car. MasterDoc wondered aloud if he could go fuck while he waited, and I told him he was certainly welcome to as far as I was concerned (not that he needs my permission!). I had a place to lay down and there was no reason he shouldn’t enjoy himself. He went off but soon came back as there was too long a line around Tabitha. He checked again later but I don’t think he got his extracurricular fuck that night.

AAA called MasterDoc’s cell phone and he went out to the car to meet them. I used the loo one last time and joined him after. They were just getting the car door open when I got there. It was freezing (I am so sick of the months of cold weather we’ve had around here!) but MasterDoc started up the car to warm me up while he settled with the guy who got the door open. Happily, over an hour after we tried to leave, we got on the road and went home.

The Week That Was

Published on March 25, 2011 in anal, bdsm, blow jobs, D/s, edge play, forced orgasm, humiliation play, kink, masturbation, orgasm denial, piss play, sadism, sex, submissive and Uncategorized. 0 Comments

Monday night: MasterDoc tells me to get in the bedroom so he can fuck me. I quip, “Oh that’s romantic!” But as I walked away, I realized that the lack of romance didn’t bother me one bit. In fact, I thought, MasterDoc being rough with me would probably get me turned on faster and better.

And indeed it did. He had me blow him and spent time forcing his cock down my throat. As I managed to pull away, the saliva dripped from my mouth. For some unknown reason having him control my breathing in that way (for when his cock is deep in my throat I can’t even manage to breathe through my nose) is a total turn on for me. After he finished violating my mouth, he grabbed me by the hair, and made me come without direct stimulation again, adding his thick fingers to my cunt as I came.

He toyed with the idea of pissing on me, and unfortunately this time he told me to get ready for it. I waited in the bathroom with my new knee pads on. As he stroked his cock by my face and I knelt in the tub, he wasn’t sure if he would come or piss. I hoped for the former. I played with a vibe on my clit while I waited to feel something wet on my body and could come. Alas, I could tell it was piss by the warm stream. I can handle being pissed on and can even manage an orgasm with my vibe. The humiliation is felt deeply, but I find it hot.

But then he ordered me to take his piss in my mouth. I did as I was told but this time the taste proved to be worse than the first time he pissed in my mouth. I thought I was going to hurl as he told me to suck on his still piss-wet cock. I hope I got brownie points for submitting even when it was difficult. As soon as he let me stop, I spit into the tub and went for water to rinse my mouth out. Yuck. In case you didn’t get the picture, it was yucky. I told him it was revolting. Before he started, he talked about having me swallow it, but as he didn’t put it as a direct order I didn’t. Like many other submissives, I keep my eye out for loopholes.

I was pretty grossed out. And unfortunately since I have to rinse off after, aftercare fell by the wayside. Later I felt out of sorts and realized it was the missing aftercare. MasterDoc was glad to give it to me.

I was totally drowsy, but when MasterDoc said he’d go fuck DeeDee instead, I found my second wind. I was craving fucking and we hadn’t gotten to that yet. (It had been days for me!) Thankfully, I managed to talk him into plowing me before I conked out.

The next afternoon I got more MasterDoc goodness. I declared that I was craving ass fucking lately. So after I sucked his cock for a bit, he warmed up my ass for the desired fucking. It was a lovely, long ass fucking. Considering my cervix has been sensitive lately having him up my ass was a great idea (no cervix to bump). It felt amazing. I felt like such a slut to love his cock up my ass. I wanted to come so badly. I held back and held back, moaning desperately. Then I remembered that while I can’t ask permission for orgasm when he’s fucking me, I can get pushed over the edge. (My begging tends to interrupt the flow. I have a hard time coming without explicit permission, but it’s nice that it’s an option when I’m really dying for it.) The orgasm came and went rather than being strong and consistent, but I had a fantastic time. I collapsed, exhausted.

He told me to get on top for a ride. My vagina was happy. I loved every second of it. He makes me come – over and over and over. I’m helpless to stop coming while he keeps touching me. The orgasm may subside a little, but he gets it to start up again even when I think I’m too tired to come again.

I’m fantastically lucky.

Public Play #267

Published on March 9, 2011 in bdsm, blow jobs, cunt, D/s, exhibitionism, humiliation play, kink, masturbation, orgasm on command, piss play, sex, sex parties, sex toys, shio, spanking, squirting, submissive and Uncategorized. 0 Comments

I’m feeling back to normal again – hooray! When the depression finally lifted, I realized that it was as if I could suddenly feel the happiness in my life again. The happiness wasn’t gone last week, I just wasn’t capable of feeling it for a while. It’s a tremendous relief to be able to appreciate my life again. Mental illness can be debilitating in its own way.

Since I was off Tuesday, MasterDoc and I went out to the swing club Monday night. DeeDee was going to join us (and it’s been a long time since the three of us have been out together) but she felt more like staying in. I would have been happy for her to join us, but goodness knows that I love time alone with MasterDoc too.

We did our usual surveying of the scene when we got to the club, and I think we got busy pretty quickly. A couple of guys followed us into the room with the king bed and asked about our case of toys. Apparently at least one of them had heard about MasterDoc. He’s becoming quite a legend at the swing club. MasterDoc took the opportunity to put on a show – he explained the various toys, and ceremoniously put my collar on my neck. He then slowly stroked my face. I closed my eyes, focusing on his touch, my body twitching with pleasure every now and then. He showed off the control he has over me, and I was thrilled to let myself slip into subspace.

MasterDoc had me suck his cock, and he gave a flashlight to one of the guys so he could put me in the spotlight. As I licked and sucked, MasterDoc ordered me around in his best domly voice. “Oh yeah, that’s it. Suck it bitch!” I was glad to be his slut. I like how he gets to show off his control over me in front of other men. In a way, being a submissive lets me be just as slutty and dirty as I want to be, because it appears that I’m not the one deciding what I do. Let me clarify, while MasterDoc determines what and when we do things in a scene, he wouldn’t make me do something I can’t handle or wouldn’t consent to anyway. He certainly pushes my limits and gets me to do some things I don’t initially think I can handle, but my submission is given willingly. If I didn’t want to be a dirty slut sucking his cock in public I wouldn’t be with him and be his sub. Being a sub lets me be dirty under the guise of being “forced” to do it.

I love how vocal he is in public – I get much more feedback and dirty talk when people are around and he wants to emphasize the good job I’m doing. After some serious cocksucking, he had me take my pants off and kneel facing away from everyone. He toyed with my cunt. He spanked my ass. All the while, he was highlighting how I react to his touch. He told the guys that he takes me to the edge of coming, and then holds me there. He demonstrated, explaining that he could make me come at any time. I worried that I wouldn’t come on command. I’ve been struggling lately with my arousal ebbing more than it used to. Holding myself on the edge is not as easy as it was. I find myself not ready to come sometimes when he tells me to.

Luckily, at that moment I could tell when he was going to have me come, and I relaxed and let my body get worked up as he talked up my arousal. I came hard as he fingered me, and after what must have been a good solid 30 seconds of coming, I squirted all over the bed. The guy still had the flashlight, so I’m sure whomever was around could see quite well.

We cuddled and relaxed, arcing our bodies around either side of the puddle I left. It took a while for the guys to get the hint that the show was over – for now. I think MasterDoc intended to get up and walk around, but I stroked his face as we leaned our heads together, and we both got worked up again. I was on my knees, ass in the air, MasterDoc was ready to fuck me when… a guy walked in with a slice of cake. MasterDoc got distracted. He got the guy to get him cake (and a fork when he forgot the first time), and he started eating it while using my ass as a table. I craved some cake myself, plus my knees were starting to bother me. I asked if I could get up and I was allowed. MasterDoc fed me the bits of cake he decided to give me. The guy jokingly commented on “hey, who’s the dom here?” as MasterDoc fed me, but I pointed out that indeed, his feeding me was a dominant act since he controlled the food.

I wanted more cake and so I begged like a puppy, hoping the cuteness would get me some more cake. (I panted, holding my hands up like front paws. I eyed the cake and whined a little.) He had me beg some more, and then let me have a little cake. He was suddenly inspired to put the empty plate on the bed, and have me lick it clean like a dog. It’s funny since there was an audience, but I had no problem doing it.

We later walked in on one of the regular ladies playing with a new toy she just got (the cake was for her birthday). She declared that hooking the small vibe’s tip into her clit hood ring felt so good. A crowd formed to watch her masturbating while two guys stroked her body. MasterDoc had me get out the flashlight. He held it in his mouth so it shone on her pussy while he massaged her thighs. (The other guys were fairly clueless as to how to touch a woman, but MasterDoc said the guy on her other leg followed his lead well.) I didn’t see her coming head-on as my back was bothering me so I sat down on the other end of the bed. But I enjoyed watching MasterDoc work his skills. The lady came and squirted. We left when she started playing with one of the guys who had been touching her.

At one point in the evening, MasterDoc suggested he could piss in my mouth right there in a public area. My eyes got so wide! I was clothed, and I fretted as to “what if I spilled any?” MasterDoc assured me he’d let the urine flow slowly. I was freaked out. He teased me, but ultimately didn’t make me drink his piss there. (I’ve never actually drank it. There was just the one time he pissed in my mouth but he let me have it just flow out. But I know him, he’s working up to it.)

We played some more in the so-called “exhibitionists’ room” (now partially obscured by gauzy drapes). MasterDoc made me come with my Soraya vibe. I took over fucking myself with it so I could press the little “arm” into my clit. MasterDoc seemed to like how I took over fucking myself and coming. There was a crowd watching and again a guy to hold the flashlight. MasterDoc got hard and decided to fuck me. I got on top for a ride. I was feeling tired but I did my best. I focused on him feeling good, plus he gave my ass a few hard spanks that were hard enough to distract me from building my arousal. Sadly, I had a hard time coming when he told me to. Being miles away from orgasm when commanded to do it is such a disappointing experience. But then we started up fucking again soon after, and I did my best to focus and get into it – and I came hard the next time he gave the command.

(The number in the title is totally random, in case you were wondering.)

“Thank you for being with me.” “Thank you for having me, Sir.”

Published on February 21, 2011 in bdsm, blow jobs, caning, D/s, DeeDee, gags, happy, humiliation play, kink, masochism, orgasm denial, orgasm on command, sadism, sex, submissive and Uncategorized. 0 Comments

I got my evening alone with MasterDoc on Tuesday. DeeDee retired to her room to get stuff done, and I ended up in the playroom sucking MasterDoc’s cock. He often tells me to take my time, but I like shoving it down my throat as soon as possible. I don’t always have enough saliva so a little choking early on gets it flowing.

Continuing in the humiliation play vein, MasterDoc told me to get my collar. He asked if I could crawl to the closet near the front door to look for the duct tape so he could gag me. I mentioned that I fit the athletic knee pads he has better now, and with them on I could handle it. Once my collar and the knee pads were on, he instructed me to crawl to DeeDee’s room first and say hello. Then I could crawl to the closet to look for duct tape. I hid my face in my hands in embarrassment and told him I couldn’t do that.

“Oh please Sir, please don’t make me do that!”

He did.

I crawled across the wood floor to DeeDee’s room and knocked from my spot on all fours. I ducked my head in when she said hello, and while embarrassed I knew she would understand. I chatted briefly with her and explained what I was doing on all fours. She said, “Sounds like you’re in for quite an evening! Enjoy!”

I crawled away and down the long hallway. I couldn’t find the duct tape with the other tools and such. I had to crawl back and let MasterDoc know. He didn’t mind and I pointed out that we had gags and bondage tape. He liked the bondage tape idea. Before he’d let me get up from the floor, he had me bark like a dog a bit. I find that while silly and embarrassing, I can do the barking without too much self-consciousness. (In private. I think in public it would be significantly more difficult.)

He had me get on all fours on the bed for the beating I was so in need of. He caned me, hard. But still, he made me come from the caning alone. Sometimes I surprise even myself with how this little masochist can manage to turn pain into pleasure.

He fucked me from behind but unfortunately as I ended up pressed forward over the axis shape the angle ended up wrong. It felt like his cock was pushing against my intestines and uterus. I couldn’t come when he gave the command – something that rarely happens, but as we’re only human it does happen sometimes.

MasterDoc decided to rectify the situation by putting bondage tape around my head, covering my mouth. Gags make me so hot. I definitely find helplessness hot. He used his hand and made me come hard. When he slaps my cunt I come. I loved feeling like his slut. I hadn’t worried when I didn’t manage to come earlier, I knew he could ensure I came. I’m so glad to have a Dom who’s not into orgasm denial. My masochism does NOT extend into going without orgasm for a long time.

The title of this post comes from when we were cuddling after. He said, “Thank you for being with me.” He’s wonderful about saying things like that. I’m not always good at hearing them. I heard him this time and replied, “Thank you for having me, Sir.”

A Little Public Humilation

Published on February 19, 2011 in bdsm, blow jobs, cunt, D/s, embarrassment, exhibitionism, happy, humiliation play, orgasm on command, sex, sex parties, sex toys, shio, slut, spanking, squirting and Uncategorized. 0 Comments

About a week ago, we went to the swing club for the first time in a while (at least, it was the first time in a while I was able to go with him). As soon as we walked in the door to the main room, he grabbed me and grabbed my crotch in front of everyone. I don’t recall his words but I think he said something about me being ready to get fucked loud enough for others to hear. It was the start of what has been a streak of kinky humiliation. I buried my face in his shoulder in embarrassment but at the same time I was smiling, and oh so turned on.

As usual, we hung out for a bit in the lounge area of the club. I enjoyed watching guys try to start up a conversation with MasterDoc by asking about our case of toys. I felt proud to think that my Dom was the envy of other guys there. He was there with an attractive woman, a bag full of sex toys and clearly he was going to have a good time. The single guys hoped to get a chance to be a part of that.

That night, I thought about how getting the librarian-looking, average girl to do hot nasty things has a certain cachet to it. Slutty-looking women are expected to be slutty (whether they are or not, sadly) but average-looking women aren’t expected to be wildcats in bed. Often something being sexually hot has a lot to do with how taboo or contradictory it seems. The nice, respectable, educated woman you can bring home to mom isn’t expected to be your fucktoy in public at a swing club. I enjoy being that unexpected woman.

We spoke to the bartender, who was serving as eye candy too in her little bikini. In the midst of this, MasterDoc grabbed me and made me come standing up, right there, as he continued talking. He grabbed me by the hair and placed his hand under my slip and firmly on my cunt. I can’t remember how many people saw, but I was reduced to quivering orgasm in less than a minute. This was more hot humiliation. My panties ended up soaking wet. I love when he takes control of me like that.

When we got down to business on a bed I enthusiastically sucked and savored his cock. Single guys watched of course. I love helping make MasterDoc the envy of all the single men there.

He had me get on all fours facing towards the door and then proceeded to make me come with a vibrator. I keep coming harder and harder lately. Orgasm has becoming something transcendent.

We took a break, but when we got back to bed later he fucked me from behind after giving a spanking. (A lady later commented that she enjoyed the show but not the hitting. MasterDoc pointed out that he only does that with women who like it.) As always he made sure my head was pointed towards the door, and whomever may be watching. He told me to do something he doesn’t do often – I was instructed to come as soon as he put his cock in me. This was easy to accomplish and I squirted again. Don’t worry, out of proper etiquette I took the wet sheets to the hamper afterward so no one else would have to deal with my come. I could hear men murmuring their appreciation of the scene while MasterDoc fucked me silly.

He had me suck his cock some more and this just made me want more cock. I asked nicely if I could have more, and he let me get on for a ride. Again, the crowd seemed to like it.

This evening was an amazing ending to what had been a day of dissatisfaction and depression. After our night out I was so very happy, and so very sorry for always finding fault and something to bitch about. MasterDoc was perfectly charming from the start of the evening. As we waited for the elevator when we got there, he turned on his silly, charming side and danced around me, saying he was spinning his web around me. Sometimes he just is so cute and turns me to mush.

Show Slut

Published on February 18, 2011 in anal, bdsm, blow jobs, caning, cunt, D/s, exhibitionism, horny, humiliation play, kink, masochism, orgasm denial, orgasm on command, prostate massage, sadism, sex, sex toys, shio, show, slut, spanking, squirting, submissive, Uncategorized and wartenburg wheel. 0 Comments

I have so much blogging to catch up on, that I figure I might as well start with the most recent thing and work my way back. I usually try to keep things in chronological order here; I love to chronicle things and knowing what happened when is important to me. Granted, in the grand scheme of things it’s probably not necessary.

This morning, MasterDoc and I did our first show together in about a year. The long gap wasn’t intentional, various possibilities have fallen through over the months, but I have to admit I’m happy to have an audience again. Our guest was a strapping young man, nice looking. This always helps because if a guy is unattractive or (and this is far worse) somehow creepy, I don’t enjoy things quite as much. Notice how I didn’t say I don’t enjoy them at all. Having the safety of MasterDoc being in charge and being the one touching me (and deciding if our guest can touch me) helps me enjoy myself even if I’m not digging the guy. And a really nice guy who’s not particularly attractive can be a delight to perform for. (Making me feel safe is truly the key. It’s great if you want to jerk off to how slutty I am. Not so great if you’re going to try to touch me without permission. Or get in any way pushy about it.)

I was wearing just a black full slip and my collar. I greeted the guest at the door and the three of us sat in the living room talking a little bit. MasterDoc took some time to caress my face, grab my hair, all those things that help put me in the right headspace for submitting. He had me suck his cock for a bit and I immersed myself in it. The past day or so I’ve gotten more pleasure out of serving than usual. Last night I was happy to spend time massaging MasterDoc to make his sore shoulder feel better. I was having an evening where just being near him made me happy.

This morning that mood continued. He had me get on all fours and crawl over to where our guest put the money for the show in an envelope (and give a bark along the way *blush*). I picked it up with my hand and he scolded me saying he wanted me to get it with my mouth. This puppy thing is really taking off. I put it in my mouth and crawled over to MasterDoc. He took the envelope and petted me. Then I was allowed to get back up again. I felt embarrassed, he seems to be doing a lot of humiliation stuff with me. I’m not entirely sure why I felt embarrassed though. As long as I’m in a situation where a submissive slut is desired, why should I feel embarrassed?

We moved into the bedroom. The playroom is set up well now, with even a couple of chairs in there (thanks DeeDee!). I already had the throe on the bed since it was practically inevitable that if I came I’d squirt. I slid deep into subspace rather easily. The morning is a bit of a blur because of this, but let’s try to piece things together, shall we?

MasterDoc spread my legs and used the cane on me. He hit my inner thighs, breasts, cunt and so on. As I was solidly in subspace the sensation was arousing rather than painful. I was thrilled to be his toy, thrilled to be on display. He demonstrated how he could do anything he wanted to me. Submission is definitely a kink for me, and with a guest over, MasterDoc behaved more brusque and forceful than usual – and I loved it. He really got into calling me a piece of meat and making me feel like I existed solely to be used for sex. This is definitely a kink I like to indulge sometimes.

He had me suck his cock, and our guest loved it when he choked me but good on it. (Yeah, yeah I loved it too.) I love how it leaves me drooling all over his cock and breathless. I imagine that my make up was messed up by this time as choking can make my eyes water. But all this was hot. I was hot. I was being a very dirty slut. And I love being a dirty slut.

MasterDoc made me come a few times, I can’t recall the exact order of things. He fucked me, making me moan in desperation to come. He let our guest play with my tits and being groped furthered my arousal. I was just on the tipping point of coming without permission when he gave me permission to come. Fuck. I came so hard. I really wish I could show you all a video of how hard I came – and for how long. I’m still physically tired from the orgasms. At one point, I squirted a TON onto the throe and our guest (and MasterDoc) seemed to love it. I love when everything about me is uninhibited and sexual. I love being treated like a piece of fuckmeat, so long as it’s consensually done with someone who doesn’t genuinely think that’s all I’m good for.

I’m proud of my intelligence, but also proud of my capacity for sexual pleasure. MasterDoc has pointed out to me many times that some women would be thrilled to have just one of my ultra-intense orgasms in her lifetime. Me, I get them on a regular basis. Having a Dom who has taken a lot of time to watch my reactions and learn what gets me going really leads to amazing sex. I’m thrilled that his taking the time to teach me exactly what he wants has led to me being able to turn him on with just my hands (and not on his cock either!).

The second fucking had me on top, and I was sure as hell going to enjoy myself. I rode his cock, and he first let the guest hold my butt cheeks apart to get a better view, but ultimately he let the guy lube up my ass and finger it. Holy fuck, being double penetrated like that felt amazing. I came and it probably resembled a hurricane or some other force of nature. (Davey used to call me a force of nature. If I want something badly enough I have been known to make things happen. But I have to want it badly enough.) MasterDoc must have been feeling generous because touching me is decidedly NOT part of the show. Often the guys don’t lay a finger on me. They are told in no uncertain terms up front that they are not to touch me. Sometimes MasterDoc feels comfortable and lets them lend a hand.

I totally collapsed after that last round of fucking and orgasm. Seriously, I lay face down on the bed, immobile for what seemed like ten minutes. I finally found the strength to get up and go rinse myself off.

When I returned, MasterDoc had been talking to our guest and he decided that I should demonstrate my prostate massage skills on our guest. I gloved up and put a huge glob of lube in my hand. This guy stood in front of me while I sat on the bed, and I slowly worked my finger inside his ass. He had never experienced this before, and I told him to please speak up if anything hurts at all (it’s not supposed to hurt). Rather than hurting it seemed like it felt great for him. I focused on pressing and stroking his prostate gland. He stroked his cock at the same time and asked if it was okay if he came on my tits. I had no problem with it, and didn’t think MasterDoc would mind either. (Heck, he might be extra proud for the extra sluttiness!)

After our guest came, all over my tits and all over the blanket, I rinsed myself off again and collapsed into bed. MasterDoc saw him out and got involved with a phone call. I waited for him to finish to get the aftercare I desperately needed. While I had a fantastic time, it was a very intense sort of scene and I felt kinda like in a state of shock after. I was cold, a little ill-feeling, but all I needed to feel good again was some food, water and cuddles. Even a fantastic scene can be draining and leave me in a needy heap. But once I’ve recovered I can enjoy the fond memories and feel good.

I need to check my ass, as that got caned well too and I may actually have some bruising for memorabilia. As I checked off the categories of this post, I remembered that the wartenburg wheel played an early part in the scene, as did the magic wand. I feel so fortunate to have such a rich sexual life that I can forget amazing things that happened. I love my sex life.