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Using the Slave

Published on August 12, 2010 in D/s, DeeDee, Uncategorized, bdsm, bisexuality, blow jobs, bondage, caning, consensual non-consent, cunnilingus, dom, exhibitionism, gags, humiliation play, kink, masochism, masturbation, non-monogamy, orgasm denial, orgasm on command, piss play, restraints, sadism, sex, sex parties, sex toys, shio, slut, spanking, squirting, submissive and wartenburg wheel. 2 Comments

I arrived at MasterDoc’s Tuesday night thinking I was going to have a night alone. He and DeeDee were planning on going out to something kinky (he wouldn’t specify) and even though I didn’t have to be at work until late the next day, he thought it best to just bring DeeDee. I was totally in an anti-social mood, so it was a bit of a surprise to find them both home when I got there – and that the people they were going to see were coming over. The situation was this: a Dominant has a slave he’s training, and as part of her training she was going to be used by a bunch of strangers.

The slave got to see me briefly as I came outside to help them bring their toys in from the car. They brought a large cage to keep her in. Her Master had her wait in the hall outside the apartment until the cage was set up, then he blindfolded her and brought her in. He spent some time alone with her in the bedroom where the cage sat and then left her in her cage for a little while. She was blindfolded with an elastic bandage.

He came out and spoke to the rest of us about what was planned. He had also brought along a switchy lady he had been talking to (who is really cool. I totally want to hang with her again). So there were four ladies and two men. (Cue the Beach Boys: “Two girls for ev-ry Dom!”) The evening started off with the rest of us being silent, so she couldn’t tell who was touching her or how many people there were. Their relationship is much more formal than mine and MasterDoc’s – he had her crawl around the whole time, she has specific positions she needs to get into on command. He seems to inflict more pain than I think I could take, but perhaps it was more the kinds of pain than how much? I’m not sure.

After he had her display herself (first position was kneeling up, legs spread, arms behind back, head back and mouth open, she looked lovely) we took turns groping her. MasterDoc was not shy and immediately went over to see how wet her cunt was. I needed a little waving forward from her Dom after MasterDoc finished, but I enjoyed her soft breasts and toyed with her cunt a little. I don’t know why I get so damn shy with women. The other lady then played with her.

The details are hard to follow as so much happened that night. I know I got a little cuddle from MasterDoc while the other lady fingered the slave. I stroked his back as he stroked his cock watching the slave get used. DeeDee also came over and played with him a bit.

When the lady was done, MasterDoc slipped on a condom and fucked her. Her Master told me to kiss her and so I made out with her while MasterDoc pounded her. (Kinda hard to keep kissing when she is moved around so much from the pounding.) The slave was an attractive lady, so it was definitely a pleasure to play with her. (I’d hang with any and all of the people involved again.)

The two Doms decided that the slave would eat me out, and so she went down on me. I actually pushed her head down a little as she was just above my clit. The other Dom played with my tits and MasterDoc did as well. I came – having been given permission to come at will – but not quite with the same intensity I come with MasterDoc. In fact, MasterDoc and DeeDee hadn’t realized I came! And if any two people would know what I look like during orgasm it’s them. But I not only came, I squirted. A couple of times. MasterDoc thought I was in a state of frustration, but I expressed that actually, I had had enough.

Her Dom bit my nipple so hard! I’m not used to prolonged strong biting. My nipples are pretty sensitive and we don’t do a lot of nipple torture. MasterDoc is fond of flicking my nipples with his fingers – which hurts, but not so much the other stuff. MasterDoc had been doing this flicking on her clit over and over earlier.

At some point, her Master had her masturbate in front of us. I watched her rub her clit and wondered when she’d be allowed to come. After a while, he gave her a toothbrush to masturbate with. Yes, she rubbed her clit (or just above it, more on the clitoral hood) with the bristles of a toothbrush. Ouch.

She was spanked a bit with an acrylic (I think) cane. MasterDoc spanked her as well. MasterDoc flogged her a little. She ended up going down on the other woman, and while her ass was in the air doing that MasterDoc fucked her. DeeDee jumped in and started playing with his ass, but the other Dom asked her to take more photos. (Yes, there are photos of this. No, I don’t think I will get to share any here.) As she used the camera I took over playing with MasterDoc’s ass as he likes. I truly enjoyed seeing him enjoy himself. He was like a little boy at Christmas. I think I’m finally at a point where I can accept that new pussy is sort of a fetish of his, and that he will always look for it, but that he loves me and will come back to me. He took the time to pretty much tell me this as he fucked her and kissed me.

I lose the thread of the story about now. I know the other Dom fingered (quite expertly it seemed) the other lady. The other Dom didn’t play with myself or DeeDee at all – except to put cups on our nipples. (e.g., cupping as used in some Asian medicine). The suction hurt me just too much! My left nipple was already sore from him biting on it, and just the other day I chose to endure the clover clamps for a while. I just couldn’t handle the feeling of the suction on my tender nipples. But at one point all of us ladies had cups attached to our nipples by suction.

Her Master had her drink out of a dog bowl on the floor, but treated her to a diet root beer later after she had already been a good girl for a while.

She was still blindfolded through this, mind you. He took out a dental gag and I drooled. MasterDoc joked that he was making him look bad – after all he brought out all sorts of toys that I ask and hope for but don’t usually get used on me. With the dental gag in, he dragged the wartenburg wheel all over her body. Fuck. I was so turned on watching this that my body would involuntarily twitch. I so want that for myself. I cringed a little when he ran it over her sore pussy, but I’ll bet it was ultimately wonderful.

The slave was put over the Liberator scoop at one point and cuffed down by wrists and thighs. I think I wandered off to the kitchen at this point, so my recall of what happened is spotty. (I know, I know, I do my best to fill you guys in entirely but a human being can only do so much!) There had been some cock sucking along the line (perhaps most interesting was her Dom putting his cock in her mouth from above as she lay on the floor being used by others).

She was finally allowed to come as her Dom used the Hitachi on her – and she squirted a ton. Next the other Dom made the other lady come, and MasterDoc got DeeDee and I to come simultaneously on the sofa on either side of him. While I had come a few times, I didn’t come with the intensity possible when MasterDoc focuses, and thankfully he wanted to make me come hard, and used the Hitachi on me some more and made me squirt a river as he made me come on the couch.

The hour grew late, and the planned double penetration didn’t happen. But to finish off her Dom and MasterDoc took her into the bathtub and peed on her simultaneously. And she didn’t get to kneel like DeeDee and I get to, she had to lay down and have them piss in her mouth. Yikes. I would freak out over that. I know MasterDoc plans to get me to the point of pissing in my mouth some time, but that one’s going to be much harder to overcome than ass licking was. I stayed in the living room talking to DeeDee and the other lady. But DeeDee got called in to take photos. She looked awfully queasy when she returned.

The slave was left alone to shower off and came back out with the blindfold on. All the goodies they brought along got packed up, and we all said our thank yous and goodbyes. For a night when I thought I’d be totally antisocial, it ended up being pretty freaking hot. I must say however, that the selfish girl in me wishes I had been the center of attention. The next morning, DeeDee and I talked about how our evening had been something that previously (previous to getting into the lifestyle) we would have thought happened only in novels. But yes, these evenings of utter debauchery do happen. I don’t make up these stories, I only chronicle them. I am thrilled to be at the level of perviness that these hot group things go on from time to time. I am a lucky girl.

Afternoon Delight

Published on August 10, 2010 in D/s, Uncategorized, bdsm, blow jobs, bondage, cunnilingus, cunt, dp, gang bang, horny, kink, masochism, masturbation, needle play, nipple clamps, orgasm denial, orgasm on command, pillow princess, porn, restraints, sadism, sex, sex toys, shio, squirting and submissive. 1 Comment

I started getting a little blue on Sunday afternoon. I was supposed to have time alone with MasterDoc, filled with cuddles and hopefully some kinky sex. Instead I was helping him figure out how to put mp3 files on his Palm Pre. Ever astute, he picked up on my mood and asked what was wrong. I told him and he set to fixing the problem right away.

We cuddled a bit in the bedroom and I told him that I was feeling really passive. (Sometimes I just want to be teased and tormented and not taking such an active role. In the past this has gotten me called a pillow princess, but lately I’m much more active so I can get away with this now and then) This worked out because he was already planning to tie me down to the bed (via the under the bed restraints). He made sure the lines were pulled tight so my arms were spread as wide as possible. I was truly helpless. He blindfolded me.

He licked my clit for a while, something that feels divine. He teased me with a vibrator, and after inserting it to stimulate my g-spot, he licked my clit some more until he made me come (giving permission for the orgasm of course).

He left the room for a few minutes. I of course remained where I lay since I couldn’t move at all. He returned with some ice which he used on my clit. He took a phone call during this, and I was left to stifle my cries as he teased my cunt some more with the bitterly cold ice. I don’t like being cold! Applied to my pussy for too long it hurts.

He had talked about play piercing and I was nervous he’d follow through on the idea of nipple piercing. (And wouldn’t you know it, I was scared of that but my body gave me away by twitching in arousal when he spoke about it.) He felt my body, searching for the right place to put a needle or two. He came to my inner thighs and said that’s the spot. I’m freaked out as my inner thighs are incredibly sensitive. I dreaded a needle going through the flesh there. He swabbed my left inner thigh with an alcohol wipe and grabbed a hold of a chunk of flesh.

I could have sworn he was putting a needle in, and I cringed appropriately. But he had the last laugh. He had just pinched my thigh with his hand – he didn’t use a needle. But I was so psyched up into thinking “piercing” that he didn’t need to actually do it for me to feel the sensation. Pretty wild and an excellent mindfuck.

Next he put nipple clamps on and left the room. I was turned on by the fact of my utter helplessness and the fact that he can inflict pain on my body if he chooses. That’s power.

When he returned he fucked me while I was tied down. I couldn’t get my legs apart as much as usual since my ankles were cuffed to the edges of the bed, but he managed to fuck me quite well (albeit not quite as deep as usual). As I came, he choked me a little during orgasm. No real air constriction, but a firm hand at my throat. Fuck, that made it hotter. I was a happy puddle afterward. (And had a puddle of girl cum under my ass too.)

He untied my arms and gave me some aftercare. Next he had me suck his cock for a while, and I reveled in it and fantasized about dirty things like being fucked from behind with clover clamps on while gagged. I never ask for the clover clamps – they hurt like a motherfucker! While I was fantasizing about him inflicting more pain on me, he gagged me on his cock. I’m thrilled that he does that pretty often lately. We’ve both found something new we enjoy. He had me get on top of his hard cock for a ride. He teased me with a long, slow fuck. He made me come for a long, languorous time. I had to lay down to rest after, and could have easily fallen asleep.

But wait, there’s more! I told him my fantasy from earlier. He put on the clover clamps right after mentioning that I probably couldn’t handle them for the entire time he fucks me. He gave me permission to remove them if I needed. I wore them longer than one would think I could manage. I was kneeling at the end of the bed with the clamps biting into my nipples as he fucked me. I don’t know what it is, I guess it’s my masochism, or need to submit, but there’s something erotic about knowing he can hurt me – that he has the authority to make me hurt. He has the authority to fuck me while he makes me hurt. Damn that’s hot. I ended up pulling off the clamps mid orgasm. And I squirted some more on the throe. (That thing desperately needs a cleaning now.)

He got hard again and had me ride him another time. I wasn’t sure that I had the stamina at that point, but his cock feels so good it kept me going. He squeezed my boobs hard, which doesn’t feel as good as nipple pinching would. He made me come again, and a little later, again.

I was spent, but MasterDoc had yet to come. He put on some porn, and I gave him a prostate massageas he stroked his cock. He was laying on his side, which usually puts me off kilter in regards to finding his prostate, but I’ve gotten better at feeling that little “walnut” texture of the gland to find it. I was distracted by the porn myself, as the storyline of the maid who is then gang banged by the dinner guests and the butler turned me on immensely. I was just dying to be the center of a few men at that moment. I focused enough on making him feel good to get him to shoot a big load. (The throe was a complete cummy mess by this time from him and me.) Since I was thoroughly enjoying the slutty porn he told me I could continue watching and he gave me permission to make myself come. I grabbed my Gigi as my preferred masturbating hand had just been in his ass (and we don’t want a vaginal infection to result). I rubbed the vibe on my clit for just a few moments. While watching the woman get double penetrated while sucking a third guy’s cock, I made myself come hard.

I finished watching the video, and MasterDoc came back in the bedroom. He asked if I had decided not to masturbate, but I said that no, I had come already.

What an entirely amazing afternoon.

A Victim of My Own Success

Published on July 25, 2010 in D/s, Uncategorized, analingus, blow jobs, bondage, horny, kink, orgasm denial, orgasm on command, restraints, sadism, sex, shio and squirting. 0 Comments

As many of you have seen on twitter, I didn’t see MasterDoc for over a week. He went away to his friend’s wedding across the country. I still hung out surprisingly often at his place, spending some time with DeeDee and her friend. I got to see my friend DivaSub and we watched some funny movies and stuff. (Bill Hicks, Valley Girl, Dazed and Confused – for the win!) I also managed to find an apartment I like. (And DivaSub is thrilled since it’s near her, in fact you can see her apartment window from the window of what I hope will soon be my apartment.) I’ll be just two blocks from MasterDoc, which is excellent not only because I see him often, but also because I have never lived alone before. I’m really nervous yet excited about it. I love the apartment so hopefully I will get my paperwork in quickly enough to snag it. I have great credit and earn enough to rent there, so things should go well. I’m also trying to snag garage parking in the building across the street (the building I want to move into has a waiting list for the garage). It’s just a studio, but it has an actual kitchen plus tons of closet space. I was born an NYC girl and I will be one again if all goes as planned.

I saw MasterDoc a tiny bit Friday morning. He got in late from work and slept next to me. I got a quick cuddle before he went back to sleep and I got ready for work.

I was so happy to get some time alone with him Friday night, but as we got ready to “do the freaky-freaky” as MasterDoc might say, he fell into a very sadistic, teasing mood. I was needing cuddles and reconnecting, and he was talking about making me lick chocolate sauce from his asshole. (Ew.) I found it harder to get turned on because I just wasn’t in a state where I could handle teasing about stuff I don’t like. (And he had left me on a teasing note, tormenting me about pissing in my mouth.)

He took a moment to change his mindset, and things proceeded much better from there. At this point in our relationship, I just have to press my naked body against his and I get turned on. My hands wander his chest and I get more and more excited. He gets excited too from touching me and having me close.

It dawned on MasterDoc that that’s why we don’t do as much kinky stuff lately – he gets so turned on that all he can think about in the moment is fucking me. I am a victim of my own success. He often intends to do kinky stuff, but never quite gets there. I have to say, the sex is so phenomenal that I can’t truly complain, but I would love some more kink back in my life.

He had me suck his cock and I got into it: licking, slurping, making it hard. He twined his fingers in my hair and I got even more excited hoping he was going to choke me on his cock. He did, finally, holding my head down until I actually started to gag on his cock. Then I lay on his chest to catch my breath. While I needed time to recover, I would have loved to go again. It’s like there’s some sort of high that’s produced when he does that. I hope he does more in the future. I blew him until he had me stop, saying that one of these days I’ll manage to make him come orally. This doesn’t happen often for him (and hasn’t happened ever with me) so I look forward to it!

I deep throated him as much as possible. I love making him feel good! It turns me on to know that I’ve gotten really good at giving him head. I used to be a lover who was really focused on her own pleasure, but now I’ve learned to get immense pleasure out of my partner’s pleasure too.

MasterDoc played with my pussy for a bit, but I had a hard time getting aroused as my clit was so sensitive that touching it hurt. Adding lube helped a lot and as he was hard and ready, he had me get on top of his cock for a ride. Oh it was so nice to slip him inside me. I’m spoiled with regular sex so going about a week and a half without it was hard! Fucking him excited me so much that I came wildly when he gave permission. My whole body tensed up, I fell forward onto him, and I kept involuntarily twitching as he touched me. He wrung every last orgasm out of my body, and I was exhausted after. So often these days I wonder if I can keep coming (or if my body is too tired to) and just as I wonder that he makes me come again.

It’s an exquisite form of control. He can make me twitch and come with just the touch of his hand. When he fucks me, I come until he decides to stop me. I can’t control coming again and again if he decides to make me come.

We fucked a second time. I knelt at the end of the bed and leaned over my Liberator Axis (that thing kicks ass for support during doggy style sex). He teased me a bit, not putting his cock in right away. I was so, so desperate for it. I sighed as he slid his cock in. He fucked me for a long time, I moaned a lot as I could have come shortly after he started. I’m sure he can hear through my moans that plaintive call where I wordlessly try to beg for orgasm.

When I came, my pussy pushed his cock out, but he continued with his hands. I squirted a whole bunch and then kept right on coming. Again, he forced orgasms out of me until I didn’t think I could stand it any more. As he finished with me and told me to fall forward, I just about managed to get the axis out from under me before I collapsed.

Before we started, we put the underbed restraints on the bed. He had me lay in the middle of the bed, on my stomach, and he strapped me down. At first, this made me so hot as I love bondage. But he left me there, and as time went on my shoulders began to ache. I debated calling out for him but the sub in me wanted to see if I could concentrate on relaxing and thereby stay bound without so much shoulder pain. I was left there quite a while as he got distracted by the Yankee game. When he came in I told him about the discomfort and he undid me, pointing out that he wouldn’t get mad at me for having to ask him to un-cuff me if I was in pain.

We started getting amorous again, but DeeDee called to say she and her friend were on the way home. We had to forego a third round of sex. It was such a shame as we both would have loved more, but considering the many, many orgasms I had, I can’t complain.

Troublesome Tart

Published on July 7, 2010 in D/s, Uncategorized, bdsm, bondage, cunnilingus, cunt, dom, happy, humiliation play, kink, masochism, orgasm denial, orgasm on command, restraints, sadism, sex, shio, squirting and submissive. 0 Comments

Monday afternoon MasterDoc and I got some time alone, and I’m really happy to say he listened to my wishes for using bondage. *happy dance* He had me lay on the bed and he secured my wrists and ankles with the underbed restraints. I was so turned on by being restrained. No, seriously. The simple act of being bound made me hot. This is why I’ve been begging for bondage. MasterDoc teased me with his mouth. He crawled up beside me and teased me with his fingers. He sucked hard on my breasts until the pain made me moan. He got me incredibly worked up and then left me there.

I lay in the bedroom alone and bound for what felt like several minutes. Instead of letting my mind wander and get impatient, I focused on how helpless I was. I would pull against the restraints gently to remind myself that I couldn’t get up and this alone was enough to get me moaning and horny. I love fantasizing about MasterDoc being all-powerful and me being helpless. (I can haz more pls?)

When he returned, he had an ice cube in a baggie. He knows I hate ice/being cold. But in this situation it turned me on even more because he was free to do something to me I don’t like. Yes, the helplessness again. He iced my nipple until the cold began to hurt. He followed up with the ice on my clit – again there was pain after a while but this turned me on. He worked me up and over until he shoved the ice in my pussy and made me come. Fuck. Being tormented never felt so good.

He undid one of my wrists after that, and cuddled with me a bit. He told me to undo my other wrist and while my ankles were still bound he made me come again. I was in heaven.

We took a break and fixed dinner right after this, and he said something teasingly mean in the kitchen. I told him, “You’re mean!” but a few seconds later I sheepishly admitted, “And it turns me on a lot when you’re mean.”

After dinner we sat on the sofa and looked through Kink Academy’s scene starter/humiliation cards. Most of the humiliation term ideas were over the top for us, but it was good for a laugh. As MasterDoc read from the cards, he came across “porn addicted masturbator.” In perfect deadpan he said, “No, that’s me,” and moved on to the next card. He found one insult that he thought suited DeeDee (especially since she was out with one of our friends fucking a friend of this friend). “Nasty greedy raunchy dirty whore” He couldn’t wait to share that with her when she got home. He also liked “semen swasher” and “troublesome tart.” (I like that one too. And, well, sometimes it fits me.)

He gave me a bit of a hard time about wanting more sex, but I protested that I didn’t think I asked for too much. I was surprised he gave me a hard time, because it was implied earlier that we’d get up to more. He took me back in the bedroom and fucked me from behind. I loved being used as his slut. I was in such a subby mindset that I kept envisioning me as just a whore with a hole for him to take his pleasure from. God that’s hot. He fucked me well twice and made me come hard, squirting all over. My vaginal muscles didn’t push him out right away, so he kept pounding me while I came. I was screaming for what seemed to be many minutes (but I have no idea how long it actually was). I hope the neighbors didn’t worry about the screaming.

The Beast with Three Backs

Published on June 20, 2010 in D/s, DeeDee, Uncategorized, anal, bdsm, bisexuality, blow jobs, dom, dp, edge play, exhibitionism, flogging, kink, masochism, masturbation, needle play, orgasm denial, orgasm on command, sadism, sex, sex toys, slut, spanking, submissive and threesome. 2 Comments

What a busy weekend! What a busy Saturday! Late Saturday afternoon, MasterDoc had a guy over for a show. This guy replied to MasterDoc’s ad for a bdsm lesson since his girlfriend is interested in being sub. He asked intelligent questions and knew more than many people who come by for a lesson. DeeDee led him in in her maid outfit. MasterDoc and I came into living room shortly after and sat and talked with him. After feeling out what the guest knew and was interested in, MasterDoc had me get a pillow and get on my knees. I blew MasterDoc while he continued to talk to the guest. Sometimes I feel shy when being a slut like this. I think – “Wow, so many people would think negatively for me being such a slut. I have a fantastic time doing it however.” I guess the taboo of it is part of the hotness.

I got to listen to MasterDoc giving out all his domly secrets. Ha ha. He mentioned doing things I didn’t realize he did deliberately. I often don’t realize how intentional his behavior is. The guest brought up breathplay and feeling uncomfortable doing it, and MasterDoc took the time to explain the very real risks inherent in breathplay. I think if you’re going to do edge play, you need to know the real risks before you can decide to assume those risks. As a doctor, MasterDoc understands what can go wrong and why it would go wrong. (If you’re putting pressure on the trachea to block breathing, it’s too easy to break the trachea with just a little pressure. If you’re pressing the carotid arteries to deprive the brain of oxygen, you can cause brain damage potentially if done for too long or too often. And in older subs, you can possibly cause a stroke.) After the informative lecture, MasterDoc made me come on the couch with my Nea. Despite feeling a little embarrassed having my legs spread in front of a stranger, I got so hot that my whole body was rocked with the orgasm. If you’re feeling anxious about having an audience the best thing to do is close your eyes and focus on the erotic sensations. Soon you won’t care if anyone’s watching. (By the way, DeeDee recently bought herself a Nea since she loved mine so much. Hers is black and mine is rose, so we will always be able to tell whose is whose.)

MasterDoc fetched DeeDee from her room and spanked her well, all while explaining flogger use. Her ass was delightfully pink in short order. I suddenly felt hungry and asked permission to go get a snack. Permission granted, I wandered off to the kitchen. I’m not entirely sure what went on in those few minutes I was in the kitchen. When I came back, DeeDee was sucking MasterDoc’s cock and he had me come in for a cuddle. I stroked his leg and his chest trying to enhance the blow job. It really is fun and amazing to make him feel so good. He had me switch with DeeDee and I enthusiastically sucked his cock for a while. The more I get into it, the more he seems distracted by how good it feels.

MasterDoc fucked DeeDee and had me accessorize by playing with his ass. He explained how to teasingly fuck and get a woman totally worked up before giving permission to come. MasterDoc really should write a book on being a Dom.

DeeDee lay on the mat and recovered from her orgasms while MasterDoc talked some more with the guest. Needleplay came up somehow, and MasterDoc suggested I get some needles out. There was a moment where it seemed like we couldn’t do it – MasterDoc said he’d get alcohol wipes but he forgot. Then I came up with the brilliant idea that we could use the hand sanitizer I had in my purse. Ingenuity for the win!

He prepped my ass cheek with the hand sanitizer, and then slid a needle firmly into an ass cheek. I cried out – it feels like he’s inserting the needles deeper now than he had before – more into the muscle and not as much on the surface. It’s one of those things where in mid-pierce I think, “Why the hell do I want this? This fucking hurts!” But a moment later the pain has subsided and I’m flying high on endorphins. He did another needle alongside the first.

We were all pretty worn out by that time, and MasterDoc showed our guest the door. I think he went away with a lot of useful information.

While we rested after, I started talking with DeeDee and somehow vivid memories of the role playing I did with my first boyfriend came to mind. We would play all sorts of parts – one of us the chauffeur driving my car, while the other was the wealthy boss who seduces the chauffeur. We’d pretend to be strangers picking each other up at a bar for casual sex (something neither of us had done). We pretended one person was totally naive about sex and the other initiated them into it. Getting into the headspace of being another person can be so hot. I’m craving some role play these days.

Now that I’ve started understanding age play a little, I would love to play the part of young girl being taken care of by the responsible older adult. (I indulged this fantasy in my head as I played a game on my phone while lying on the mat in the living room when MasterDoc and DeeDee went off to prepare dinner. I let myself feel the comfort of being a kid playing in the living room while dinner is made for me by two kind adults.) I would also love to play the part of a kidnapped woman. (I don’t need a realistic set up of being abducted on the street – just role playing is adequate for me. I have a vivid imagination.) Or a whore. Or someone being forcefully taken – I really like that one, a scene of consensual non-consent. The possibilities are endless. I hope MasterDoc is up for this at some point.

Later in the evening, MasterDoc spoke with our friend V online while I played more games on my phone. Before I knew it, he was having her come over to double-penetrate me. I thought at first that he meant “someday” but he meant she was getting in her car and on her way!

I took a bit of a nap because I was tired and about an hour later I woke and V was here. She had brought her medium and large silicone cocks and I chose the smaller one since she was taking the ass. (MasterDoc’s cock was going in the pussy.)
Now, I had never been successfully dp’ed before. We all warmed ourselves up with toys and what not – MasterDoc stood at the end of the bed watching us saying, “Pretend I’m a perv.”

“Pretend!” I exclaimed.

My knees were worn out, so MasterDoc had me lay on my stomach as V warmed up my ass. She lubed me up well and worked her girl cock into me. After I was stretched out adequately, MasterDoc had me get on top of his cock. V tried to penetrate me from behind after his cock was in, but getting the angle while she was strapped on proved to be impossible (for more than a second anyway). I got enough of a taste to know that feeling so filled up was a major turn on.

V unstrapped her cock, and she and MasterDoc dp’ed me that way. Holy fuck. He told me I could come as soon as she got the dildo in my ass and come I did. Harder than I would have even thought possible. I kept coming and coming and coming until they stopped the stimulation. I could not help myself from coming. I had sometimes worried that being dp’ed would be too “stuffed” but the feeling of being filled like that was fucking amazing. Hopefully someday I can manage a dp with two bio cocks.

My knees were fatigued beyond belief so MasterDoc came up with the idea to fuck me on top, while V fucked his ass with a dildo. Wow. I thought this was so hot. I just kept imagining the dildo up his ass and how good that feels and the fact that his cock was also inside me. I love that MasterDoc is not a homophobe and can, as a straight man, enjoy anal penetration.

We made sure that V had the chance to come before heading home – I ran the magic wand on her. After, I went off to get water and when I walked back in the bedroom, MasterDoc was fucking V. I took the opportunity to help out and started playing with his ass. As I worked a finger in his ass (already lubed from before), I realized that my finger was facing the wrong way – towards his back. I rotated it around and started massaging his prostate. This went over very, very well with MasterDoc. I knelt on the floor (he was standing at the end of the bed fucking V) and played with his ass while he fucked her. It’s not easy to do, but I could manage it for a while.

All in all, yesterday was a really active, hot day. I am so fortunate to have so much fun with MasterDoc, DeeDee and V.

Flirtation and Flogging

Published on June 20, 2010 in D/s, DeeDee, Uncategorized, attraction, bdsm, bisexuality, bondage, caning, edge play, exhibitionism, flogging, kink, masochism, orgasm on command, restraints, sadism, sex, sex parties, sex toys, slut, spanking, submissive and sybian. 0 Comments

I had a fabulous time Friday night! I don’t often name specific clubs or parties here, but Sir Magnus Romello’s bdsm parties (Avant Garde Loft) are ones to watch! They have really taken off. Look them up on fetlife.

I was a little more confident and I flirted with one of Sir Magnus’ submissives pretty blatantly. (I will call her Sofija here. She is Serbian so I picked out a Serbian name for her courtesy of a google search.) I had emailed her after meeting last time and we were maybe going to meet up for coffee. (But her Sir insisted she catch up on sleep while on that break from work. Fair enough.) Hitting on her was easier due to getting a clear vibe that she is interested too. But can you see it? Me – the Queen of the Lesbian Sheep Dance – I was forward. No joke.

I was more social this time around. Initially I thought Sofija didn’t remember me which bummed me out, but it was really down to dim lighting, my new bangs, and her being a little tipsy – she didn’t recognize me at first but then she was happy to see me. When MasterDoc saw my opportunity to chat with her, he pulled DeeDee away to walk around and left me talking with Sofija and her friend. Sofija invited me to come along with them when they went elsewhere in the club and I followed. We joked around with Sofija’s strap on and I was feeling pretty confident and good. Her friend for the evening was visiting from the south and she was a young (18 or 19 years old), gorgeous woman. (Tall, slim, pretty – and yet in conversation with her later that night it turns out she doesn’t realize how gorgeous she is. I hate how women are taught to feel insecure in our society.) I was thrilled when the younger woman had trouble believing that Sofija is in her early thirties and me in my late thirties. She said, “Everyone looks younger up here!”

The social period went on, I got side tracked from following Sofija and friend by running into DeeDee who was talking with a fem Domme. People are really quite friendly for the most part at these parties. I can see myself going regularly and getting to be friendly with some people. (Unlike when I wrote about another New York party on here that I didn’t enjoy as much.)

I was thrilled when MasterDoc started setting things up to flog me. He and DeeDee put my wrists in cuffs and attached me to a low St. Andrew’s cross. MasterDoc flogged me – first with the little flogger, then interrupted to spank me with his hands, and then the big flogger. He struck both my ass and my upper back. He was pretty intense with the hits and he even worked in the cane a few times. I cried out as loud as I could to be heard over the music. I checked in with him at one point to make sure he could hear me crying out. He said simply, “Yes,” and went back to work. Ok, then. As long as he was aware at how much pain he was causing, I was okay with that.

He teased me with a vibe, but the difficult thing is when you’re reaching around a woman from the back, it’s much harder to find her clit than from the front. He teased me a whole lot, mostly not on quite the right spot. He told me I could come ad-lib and as I started coming he pulled the toy away. Fuck. Orgasm interruptus. (He could hear cries of pain over the music but not the more subtle sounds of impending orgasm.) He had DeeDee help out with using the toy while he flogged me but bless her heart she’s still learning and couldn’t get the vibe on the right spot. I started laughing because the situation was kinda funny to me – I’m being teased but in such a way that the stimulation is not enough to get me anywhere near getting off. With my hands bound, I couldn’t show DeeDee where to put the vibe exactly. MasterDoc took over the toy again, and I was nearly – nearly! – to orgasm but my knees gave out. They started doing this popping thing and I couldn’t hold myself up any more. I need to get in shape.

I was so frustrated at not really coming, but my body was exhausted. I sat and rested for a while and then MasterDoc decided to give me the first sybian ride of the evening. It was wonderful to finally come! I screamed as I came. MasterDoc kept me coming over and over and over again. He pushed me past what I thought I could handle. DeeDee spanked me a bit and then she pressed against me and could feel the vibrations through my body. MasterDoc told her she could come as well, and she came pressed into me – which made me come harder.

I was exhausted after. Yes, even more so than before. I lay down on the mat next to the sybian for a while. MasterDoc chatted with DeeDee while I lay there, and at one point he started using me as a foot rest. Kinky perv that I am, I thought that was hot. Sometimes I really, really get into being submissive. After I had enough energy to sit up, I sat on the mat by his feet and hugged his leg. I do enjoy being the worshipful sub sometimes.

MasterDoc gave other sybian rides, of course. One of Sofija’s “sisters” (in her leather family) held the young Southern woman as she rode for her first time. MasterDoc sat off the to the side, watching her reactions and manning the controls. Sofija sat nearby and I initiated a little flirting. We held hands for a brief few moments. I was bold and started gently touching her skin, but she mentioned that her Sir said he didn’t want anyone touching her that night without his permission. I respected that of course and figured that perhaps some other time…. (Yes, I felt too shy to go ask her Dom. I mean, the guy’s a Dom, lil’ ol’ me can be intimidated even though he’s always been nice.)

MasterDoc told me a little later that he had spoken to Sir M a while ago and asked permission for me to hook up with Sofija. (!) And I was interested enough and forward enough tell her this straight out next opportunity I got. She wanted to ask her Sir to confirm and I agreed wholeheartedly, saying I didn’t know if the permission applied that night or not. She apparently got in trouble for something when she went over to him, and she was busy watching her sisters the rest of the evening. (I don’t get the sense that she got in trouble over me. She wrote me an email the next day saying she hopes she gets to spend more time with me in the future. *happy dance*)

There were some hot scenes going on. While DeeDee recovered from her sybian ride (I helped by massaging her ass and inner thighs while she came.) I asked permission to wander off and I got to see one couple doing fire play. It was fascinating. Right next to them there was a suspension going on – something I’ve never experienced either. Sir M was giving a flogging to a lass who wiggled so sexily. I saw her later with another Dom and he flogged her front while she writhed sexily again. I made a point of telling her how hot it was to watch her on the way out. She looked like an average woman, someone who would not necessarily be aware of her allure. (She looked like a nice Jewish girl. Not someone you’d assume to be a perv. You know, like most of us pervs – normal-looking!) She seemed really appreciative that I mentioned she was hot to watch.

I enjoyed watching some fem Dommes – especially with masculine male subs. Sissy male subs don’t do it for me. (Nothing wrong with others’ kinks, it’s just one that doesn’t do it for me. The adult baby there didn’t do it for me either. But I have gradually come to see that some age play can be fun. I don’t feel the need to regress to infancy myself.) I thought about how men are expected to be dominant sexually in our culture and the relief a submissive man must feel when he hooks up with a dominant woman for the first time. He can be himself. He doesn’t have to be in charge. It’s a wonderful thing that kinksters can find each other and bring so much pleasure. Other parties I’ve been to have often been male Dom/female sub heavy, but this party had many fem Dommes, sub men, switchy people. We saw two guys play – something you don’t see often. Even hopelessly straight MasterDoc thought it was cool that a male couple would feel comfortable enough to play. He may not be turned on by it, but he’s supportive of people enjoying the sexuality that turns them on.

Bruises – and Female Premature Ejaculation*

Published on May 20, 2010 in D/s, Uncategorized, bdsm, caning, cunt, dom, edge play, kink, masochism, masturbation, orgasm denial, orgasm on command, sadism, sex, sex toys, shio, spanking, squirting and submissive. 3 Comments

See the dark line right on my butt at the bottom edge of the photo? Major cane stripe. My butt still hurts over 24 hours later. As if there was any doubt, I'm a masochist and MasterDoc is a sadist.

It had been a while since I had a beating. I felt like I needed one and made sure to tweet about it. I’ll bet MasterDoc was already planning one, however, as he commented recently that I hadn’t had one in a while AND that I needed one. (The latter part said after I made some smart ass remark, I’m sure.)

He saw our friend V. the other morning. She doesn’t have anyone else to give her proper (and well-done) beatings, so MasterDoc gladly obliged. He intended to see if I could handle the same beating as V., however part way through he realized that he didn’t get to fuck V. and he sure as hell was going to take the chance while beating me.

He had me put on the blindfold, and I wasn’t able to see what implements he was getting out. He started with the small flogger, which I can recognize by the sting. He warmed up my ass and interspersed some hard hand slaps as well.

He used the large flogger on my ass and upper back – and even had me sit up straight briefly for some serious upper back flogging.

He moved on to the wooden paddle – I think that is one of my least favorite impact toys. It’s flat and unyielding, and therefore hurts like a motherfucker. My body would contract instinctively in an attempt to move my ass away from the blows. MasterDoc pays close attention to the noises I make and my bodily reactions and varies his beating accordingly. You can’t (or, at least, shouldn’t) beat your sub relentlessly hard. Unless they’re into that of course. But a beating that starts light and increases in intensity and then varies intensity according to how the sub is processing the pain is ideal.

He switched to the canes. While the pain is more concentrated than the paddle, I usually find it easier to bear as it covers a small amount of flesh at a time. I can imagine that marks were starting to come out on my ass at this point. MasterDoc decided to get in some fucking and had me move to the end of the bed. He stood behind me and slapped my ass with his cock. He lubed me up (surprisingly the beating hadn’t lubed me up quite enough) and slid his cock in. It was yummy getting fucked, and he did it slowly. Leisurely. He varied the intensity so that he’d keep teasing me. He’d bring me to the edge of orgasm and then slow down. He’d later thrust in deeply to hear me moan. I wondered if he was going to come again, but I just kept focusing on being fucked by his delicious cock. He spanked, paddled, caned me from time to time.

With the blindfold on I was in darkness and my focus was entirely on the sensations. He told me to come, and as I did he kept his cock inside for long time by thrusting in deeply. Unfortunately, I eventually had “female premature ejaculation”* and my vagina of steel pushed his cock out before his orgasm. He slapped my pussy and I started to squirt. Unfortunately I wasn’t on top of the throe and he had to have me scoot forward on the bed so I didn’t soak the sheets.
After I recovered for a few moments, he handed me the Hitachi magic wand and caned me some more. The feeling of the vibe on my clit brought me to the edge of orgasm again. And the cane strikes didn’t hurt as much as before but pushed me closer to orgasm. I’m sure this is the point where I ended up with such major bruising and cane stripes. As I hurtled towards orgasm, I could withstand more and more intense caning. I was ready to come, and with his permission I came, squirting all over the magic wand and throe. He caned me for a little longer and then worked his thick fingers inside my pussy. He manipulated my g-spot and I came even harder. I squirted again and didn’t want him to stop. It felt amazing.

After, I collapsed on the bed. He had me take off the blindfold and my collar. I lay there grinning from ear to ear, but my ass was so sore! (And the skin was broken apparently!) We had some tender cuddles and kisses – something I doubt the average vanilla person pictures when they think about BDSM and Dom/sub relationships. But the pain is always surpassed by the love and affection I get. We’re two halves of a whole. I like pain, he likes giving it, but only to people who are consenting. It’s a lovey dynamic indeed.

Of course, MasterDoc being MasterDoc, he contemplated pissing on my bruised and lacerated ass. This remained only a contemplation, however.

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*This is our new term. Female premature ejaculation is when a pussy pushes the cock out before the guy can come. Feel free to add it to Urban Dictionary and use it widely. Just give us credit.

Needles and Cock Choking

Published on May 12, 2010 in D/s, Uncategorized, bdsm, blow jobs, edge play, fantasy, kink, masochism, needle play, orgasm on command, sadism, sex, shio, squirting and submissive. 1 Comment

It had been maybe a week since I had an evening alone with MasterDoc. While DeeDee joined us for dinner, afterward she retired to the room she’s staying in at MasterDoc’s. I took a moment while in the bedroom with the sex toys to try to find the Hitachi magic wand as I try to have that plugged in and ready at all times – only I couldn’t find it. I told MasterDoc about this and he despaired a little that it was missing, however it turned up later, just buried under some other toys in a drawer. Yes, I didn’t look hard enough.

It wasn’t until MasterDoc pointed it out as we lay on the bed that I realized I was more active in getting us headed towards sex than usual. I’m pretty passive usually – my image of submission is for the Dom to decide when we have sex. It’s taken me a long time to realize that I am allowed to initiate as well. (Doesn’t mean we will always have sex when I initiate, but I’m welcome to do it.) I guess I was horny. My last orgasm had been a struggle while I was dealing with PTSD over the weekend. I’ve opted to skip the story of that evening.

So there was some relaxation and pillow talk at first. I started blabbering about how at the thrift store over the weekend I thought about maybe looking for cheap clothes that could be ripped off me. MasterDoc pointed out that the other way is possible – me ripping clothes off him. Rowr. He realized that a shirt he just threw out due to stains would have been perfect for ripping off him – particularly while out at a club. With this image, I said to him, “You’re really about theater when you have sex in public, aren’t you?” He agreed that it’s a performance art in a way. I think torn clothing will feature down the line at some point. I also think I should discuss with him constructing scenes to play out in public. I’m all for that.

He had me lay on my back with my collar on. I had gotten some needles and the remainder of the alcohol wipes at his request. I wasn’t sure how needle play would go after the PTSD bout, but it turned out to be a terrific thing. He groped me, testing out various places to put the needle. My inner hip (does that make sense? The ravine where hip meets thigh and crotch?) seemed too sensitive and I hoped he wouldn’t go there. After some exploration, he alcohol swabbed off my upper right breast… and that inner hip spot. Shit.

He placed his hands, needle in one of them, on my breast. I couldn’t see the spot where he was going to stick me through his other hand. I was afraid of the pain, but it slid in effortlessly and instead of pain there was a rush of endorphins. I contemplated why needle play is erotic (for me anyway) and I realized that nothing is more personal than having someone infiltrate your skin. I mean, orifices are designed to be penetrated safely, but letting someone pierce your skin is an act of supreme trust and intimacy.

He put a second needle just below the first one. This one started to slide out a bit, so I ended up with another puncture as he reinserted the end of the needle. This one hurt. But the pain is worth it for the rush of chemicals that follows. He toyed with my body, slapped my pussy. I kept hoping he would tell me to come but he played with me for a while.

My hand sought out his cock in the heat of passion. I stroked it, being careful not to squeeze or pull on it when he let me come. As I came, he inserted his fingers inside me and pressed up into my g-spot, while simultaneously pressing down on the spot from the outside. He yanked a series of beautiful orgasms from my body. While I was still coming, he slipped the needles out. (And I was relieved that he never stuck them in that hip spot.)

I rested after, content. He really makes me happy in so many ways.

He had me suck his cock for a while and I dove into it. He pushed down on my head a couple of times – choking me far more realistically than before. At one point I pulled away from the gagging, reeling with a perverse high. When I gathered my wits, I went right back to sucking his cock. We did this a few times before he had me get lube and condoms. It’s strange but the more real the choking gets the more I like it.

He had me try to put the condom on with my mouth, but it really wouldn’t work with his cock. As it is, his head is super-sensitive and I have to stretch condoms out a bit to get it over the head normally. I used my hands to apply the condom. I played with his pubic area, working him up. He had me ride him and I did so in my usual enthusiastic slutty way. When I was desperate to come, he told me to, and I was overcome with orgasm. While my pussy pushed his cock out pretty quickly, I kept coming. He massaged my body as I leaned forward on him and came. When I was exhausted, he let me rest a moment, but then started teasing me with his hands again. He gave me the command to come again, and I did even without any genital stimulation. I squirted all over his balls and cock.

I was grinning ear to ear afterward. I told him that I think having sex with him is good for me. He agreed.

Show Me Your Teeth

Published on May 1, 2010 in D/s, Uncategorized, anal, anxiety, bdsm, blow jobs, bondage, caning, consensual non-consent, cunt, dom, edge play, embarrassment, emotions, fantasy, gags, horny, humiliation play, kink, masochism, needle play, nipple clamps, orgasm denial, orgasm on command, piss play, restraints, sadism, sex, sex toys, shio, slut, squirting, submissive and trust. 1 Comment

This Lady Gaga song inspired me to write a bit of erotica for a change. The video has nothing to do with my fantasy, but I love it all the same for being totally campy and sexy at the same time.

This is some pretty kinky shit, but if you read here regularly you should realize the kinds of things that are talked about on this blog. And without further ado: “Show Me Your Teeth.”

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She had dared him to go further than before. The butterflies tickled her stomach as she wondered if she could handle what he was going to dish out.

She had shared some of her darkest fantasies with him – the ones where she’s tied up helpless, the ravishment fantasies, the ones where he does things to her she likes to think she doesn’t want. But at the same time becoming his slut entirely turns her on immensely and she hopes that her gentle teasing has gotten him worked up enough to really push her limits this time.

She had spent some time reassuring him that she was ready for this. She wanted him to reach down and find those dark places of his soul and utilize them so they could both fulfill the twisted fantasies that brought them together.

He put her collar around her neck, and while he usually wasn’t big on protocol, he ordered her to kneel before him, forehead touching the floor. She did as she was told and steeled herself for what she hoped would be a bumpy ride.

He placed his foot on her head, holding it down.

“Are you sure you’re ready slut?” he asked her.

“Yes, Sir,” she replied immediately. She could feel her cunt begin to get wet. He removed his foot from her head and had her sit up. He sat on the sofa across from her spot on the floor and looked into her eyes.

“You are going to do everything I tell you tonight without question. I am going to take you to a place of humiliation and submission that you’ve never been to before.” She took a deep breath at this. “Go get the behind the back restraints.”

She was thrilled he asked for those – she had always hoped they’d use them again. Just having them on made her hot. When she returned to the room with the restraints, he stood up and put them on her. He buckled the collar, then buckled each wrist into their respective cuffs. She straightened up, and in this position her full breasts stood out. He took a hunk of her hair in his hand and shook her head around a little. She closed her eyes in a bit of a swoon. While her eyes were closed, he raised his hand and slapped her across the face a few times, each time a little harder than the first. When she opened her eyes he looked at her intently.

“I’ll be back in a moment. I expect you to stand at attention for me right here, understand?”

“Yes, Sir.”

She could feel every inch of her skin thrum as she heard him go off into the bedroom where the toys were kept. She tried to figure out what he was getting by the noises, but she couldn’t be certain. There was a chain noise and otherwise the noises were indistinguishable.

He came up behind her and placed a blindfold over her eyes. Now she was helpless and unable to see. He started to pull something else over her face, and she soon realized it was the muzzle. Her helplessness increased with not being able to communicate easily. He tweaked a nipple and she practically gushed wetness knowing that she was at his mercy. A chain rattled. She tried to discern if it was a leash or not. As he started pulling at her nipples, making them stand out, she realized that the chain must be one that connects two nipple clamps. The question was, which ones?

He slowly released the clamp onto one nipple. As it continued to bite and bite she knew it must be the clover clamps. She took deep breaths through her nose to cope with the pain. Clover clamps weren’t something she’d grown accustomed to just yet.

“Take the pain for me slut,” he said as he tugged lightly on the clamp to make sure it was on securely. She whimpered and he stroked the side of her face. “Breathe deeply. That’s it.”

He went for the other nipple and soon the other clamp was biting into her flesh. On the one hand, she wondered if she could stand the pain, on the other, her cunt felt like it was on fire. He pulled a little on the chain and she whimpered loudly. She moved her hands instinctively but of course found them to be secured behind her back, where they couldn’t do her any good.

He helped her balance as she was lowered onto her knees on the floor. Her senses were flooded with the pain, and the feel of his hand on her shoulders, and the anticipation of what might come next. He removed the muzzle. “You’re not to speak unless spoken too, understand cunt?”

“Yes, Sir,” she replied.

She heard him unzip his pants and he took his semi-hard cock out and slapped her on the face a few times. “You’re my cock-sucking whore,” he said, “You’re my piss-drinking whore. You’re my ass-licking whore. Open your mouth.” He put his cock in and she hoped that he was too hard to piss in her mouth. Anyway, he wasn’t likely to do it in the living room where there would be a mess if she failed to catch every drop.

She sucked, having a hard time keeping his ever-hardening cock in her mouth without the use of her hands. He grabbed the back of her head, and pulled her face right into his crotch. She tried to breathe through her nose while he gagged her on his cock, but soon she was sputtering and dripping drool down her chest. “Again, whore,” he said as he pushed his cock into her mouth and straight to the back of her throat again. He fucked her mouth hard and drool ran down her chin. Snot started to flow out of her nose and she was sure her makeup would be moist and messed up under the blindfold. He choked her repeatedly on his large cock, and then pulled her head back by the hair and slapped her face a few times. She could feel her sense of will melting as she became nothing more than his whore. She wanted him to hurt her. She wanted him to use her.

He reached down and slowly removed the clover clamps. She cried out as they came off and the blood painfully rushed back into each nipple. He slapped her for making noise and put the muzzle back over her mouth. “Get up,” he said and he helped her to her feet as she couldn’t hold her balance with her arms behind her. He undid the restraints and she rolled her shoulders to ease the soreness in them. She could hear and feel a leash hook onto her collar and he led her, still blindfolded, into the bedroom. He had her kneel on the bed, head down, ass in the air. Without warm up, he caned her a few swift times. She cried out under her muzzle.

Next this cold and slick fingers were pushing into her ass, lubing her up. She could feel the cold steel butt plug as he stroked it teasingly around her asshole. He pushed, and it slid in, filling her up. With his other hand, he checked between her pussy lips. “You’re a wet little slut, aren’t you?” She could hear the wet noises as he slapped her pussy. He slid a finger inside and wiggled it around just a little bit. She moaned and pushed back onto his hand.

He laughed.

“Not yet slut.”

He removed the muzzle and the blindfold, and slid his finger, slick with her juices, into her mouth. She obediently sucked his finger clean. As he pulled away momentarily, her eyes blinked, adjusting to the light in the room. She could still feel the heavy steel plug in her ass. He told her to lay down on her stomach and rest for a moment. He gathered up more toys.

He lay down next to her on the bed and she pulled herself close to his chest. She wanted him so badly that she started to lick his chest and massage it with her fingers. He let her do this for a moment, and lay back to enjoy her attentions.

His cock was hard again when he had her stop and lay on her stomach. She felt the cold swipe of an alcohol wipe on each ass cheek. This could only mean one thing – needles. Her ass chilled as the alcohol evaporated from her skin. She listened to him unwrap a couple of needles. He grabbed one ass cheek and slid a needle into her flesh, the needle exiting out a short distance later. She took a deep breath and her body soon flooded with endorphins. He stuck her again, on the other side this time, and again she was flying high on her body’s own natural drug. She was blissfully in subspace. Her will had dropped completely, and she only wanted to do whatever he wanted her to do. He let her lie there and enjoy the rush for a few minutes. He knew, however, that this was the ideal time to really push her limits.

After removing each needle, he asked her if she was able to stand. “I think so, Sir,” she replied and unsteadily sat up on the bed. He looked into her eyes, leaned forward, and kissed her deeply.

“You’re a good girl. Now let’s see if you’re as obedient as I expect you to be tonight.”

He led her into the bathroom, and she knew this meant piss play. She always had such mixed feelings about piss play. On the one hand it was degrading and gross. On the other hand, she relished him putting her into that mental space. It wasn’t that she thought she was worthless, it was just that him making her feel dirty and under his control gave her such a high.

He had her kneel in the cold tub. Would he just pee on her, or would this be the time he finally followed through with his threat and peed in her mouth? He removed her collar, “just for practicality’s sake.” She knew that even without that symbol around her neck she was expected to obey.

“Are you my obedient slut?”

“Yes, Sir. I’m your obedient slut.”

He made sure to look into her eyes as he spoke. “I expect you to prove that now to me. This next part can be as easy or difficult as you make it. I expect you to try your hardest to please me.”

She could feel herself shake a little. This was it. This was when he followed through on the months of threats. God, would she be able to stand the taste of piss in her mouth? Would it totally freak her out? Thankfully the endorphins from earlier were still flowing and she felt a rush when faced with the challenge of doing that which she found totally repulsive. He stepped as close to the tub as he could, and took his mostly soft cock into his hand. He took hold of her hair with the other hand. “Open your mouth.”

She did as she was told, with only a slight hesitation. She closed her eyes tight, but he wasn’t having that. “Look at me, bitch!” She opened up her eyes and looked up at him, standing over her like some sort of powerful god. He wanted to see her eyes as he did this. He wanted to watch the struggle as it unfolded in her head and showed in her eyes.

With her mouth wide open, and eyes wide open as well, she felt the first hot drops of piss land on her tongue. A panic came over her, but she steadied herself and let it flow into her mouth. He relished the look in her eyes. It was a look of panic and disgust, but she held herself still as he pissed into her mouth. He felt powerful knowing that he could make her do this.

“Swallow as much as you can, cunt.”

She gagged as she swallowed but she kept coming back for more because more than anything else she wanted to please him. She wanted to show her devotion by letting him use her however he wanted. When she’d gag and cough a little he ended up pissing on her face and into her hair. A few tears escaped the corners of her eyes. He took hold of her hair more tightly and continued to let go a long stream of piss into her mouth.

“Hold it in your mouth a moment. Show me.”

She knew he meant the piss and, struggling against all sorts of forces within her, she held a pool of it in her mouth, revolted by the taste. He looked into her eyes.

“Now swallow cunt.” She did and collapsed in the tub, crying. To an outsider, she seemed broken and devastated. But she felt a certain freedom in having let go of her inhibitions so. He let her collapse, but he continued pissing onto her body. “You’re my filthy, piss-drinking slut. One of these days I’ll do this with a whole crowd of men to watch. Then I’ll have them piss all over you as well. You’ll reek of piss and they will be amazed at how much you’re my whore.” He finished pissing on her.

“Clean up,” he said as he left the room. She slowly gathered her wits. She felt emptied out inside, like all her worries no longer had a space within her. Somehow she felt baptized, new. She adjusted the water in the tub and began rinsing herself off. She took handfuls of water into her mouth and rinsed it out as best she could. She had to wash her hair as he had pissed there as well.

She dried off. She put her collar back on and went to find Sir. Her damp hair hung limply and clung to her face. She had forgotten temporarily about the plug in her ass.

She found him in the living room and she asked his permission to use the toilet. He didn’t grant it right away but made her sit on the floor at his feet. The fullness of her bladder added to her arousal in some strange way. Still, she was becoming desperate to use the bathroom.

He lifted her chin and she had a hard time looking at him. “You’re a good girl,” he said. She let out a deep breath and focused her eyes on him. “You can go use the bathroom now.”

She paused for a moment, wanting to ask if she could remove the plug from her ass, but then she remembered that she wasn’t to speak unless spoken to. Thankfully, he noticed the conflicted look on her face and he asked her what she was thinking.

“May I please remove the plug from my ass, Sir?”

He laughed a little. “I had forgotten it was in there. Yes, you may remove it. Now go use the bathroom and meet me in the bedroom after.”

He handed her the ball gag when she arrived. She put it on and he had her get on hands and knees on the bed again. He stroked his hard cock and put a condom on it.

He pulled her ass apart and could see the slick, shaved lips of her cunt. She was remarkably wet. He slid his cock into her and fucked her slowly. Her muffled moans turned him on more, and he felt a sense of ownership over her. She moaned and pushed her hips back to sink his cock as deeply as she could. His cock stayed completely rigid as he fucked her. Her moans became louder through the gag. She could come at any second, he only had to give the word. But he was enjoying teasing her and he pounded her cunt a little with his cock, listening to the desperation grow in her moans.

Finally, he thrust his cock as deep inside her as he could and told her to come. His entire body trembled and he could feel her cunt convulse around his cock. She made a remarkable amount of noise for someone who was gagged. As she came, he felt his own arousal peak and shot forth a wad of hot come. He groaned and twitched as her pussy continued milking his cock as she came. He felt his balls suddenly drenched as she squirted. He smiled.

As they both lay limp on the bed after, he put his mouth to hear ear and said, “I’m very proud of you cunt.” She glowed from within from his compliment.

When His Pleasure Becomes Mine

Published on April 26, 2010 in D/s, DeeDee, Uncategorized, bdsm, blow jobs, cunt, kink, masochism, nipple clamps, orgasm on command, sadism, sex, shio, squirting and submissive. 0 Comments

I thought for sure the evening would be all about MasterDoc’s pleasure. In fact, he had told us that it was our jobs to entertain him. (To which I saucily stood on one foot, put my finger to my nose and pulled the other leg in and out to the side while singing that circus song. The one I can’t transliterate here. Hey, he wanted to be entertained! It resulted in a good laugh.) It started off with DeeDee and I on either side of him on the mat in the living room, while I demonstrated how to touch him around his thighs, butt, and genital area, to make him feel good. At first DeeDee thought she couldn’t learn it, but when she joined in she did just fine. Just pay attention to MasterDoc’s reactions and you soon learn what he likes. If anything, he’s taught me to be more observant of my partners to gauge what they are stimulated by.

He had DeeDee blow him. While she did this, he reached out to me and held me by my neck. Having him grip me in so delicate an area is a huge turn on for me these days. I wasn’t sure if he’d squeeze at all, but he does realize that it’s not breathplay per se that turns me on, it’s more the threat of it and a firm grip on my throat.

MasterDoc asked me if I wanted to get fucked. I stammered that I hadn’t thought tonight would be about me at all and so I didn’t put in the right menstrual cup for fucking. As I went to the bathroom to change cups, he had DeeDee assemble some toys.

Thankfully, she accidentally picked up Puppy’s choke chain rather than the clover clamps (which are joined by a similar chain). She did have another pair of clamps, however and MasterDoc demonstrated how to put them on, very slowly, watching the sub’s face the whole time. DeeDee did the other nipple and did just fine. The one MasterDoc had put on was a bit tighter. He tugged on the chain, watching my face while the pain affected me. He soon slid his hand between my pussy lips and massaged. I went off into that special place where all you’re aware of is the increasing arousal of your body. It felt like my pulse sped up. Little flashes of nerve impulses would distract me. I was lost in reverie. MasterDoc gave me the word, and my body convulsed involuntarily as it tends to do when he tells me to come. After the long orgasm, they commented on how beautiful I look while coming, which is a wonderful thing to tell a woman.

MasterDoc got back on track with the idea of fucking me. He had me get on hands and knees on the mat on the floor. He fucked me from behind and my top half ended up pushed into the mat. As I slid into subspace I found myself thinking the kind of thing I’d roll my eyes at if I read it on Fetlife or somewhere – I found myself thinking that I was so pleased and honored that I was the hole he chose to use when he wanted to fuck. Oh yes, I was deep into being sub. While it felt amazing to be fucked, in my mind my pleasure wasn’t the point. I certainly came when he told me to, and I fell forward off the mat onto the floor during orgasm, and I somehow thought it fitting for a sub to have her face pressed into the rug as she comes. But I was more hopeful that using me like that pleased him. I know, that’s the sort of thing that I roll my eyes at when others say it, but damn, subspace is another planet.

I squirted a whole lot as I came – on the mat thankfully.

MasterDoc sent me to bed after that. I had work the next morning, but I left he and DeeDee on the mat in the living room. Too bad neither of them blogs – you will never know what they got up to after I went to sleep.