In the dark, cool basement of the party I listened to the moans and screams of pain and pleasure around me. As my Mistress tied me up in front of the St. Andrew’s Cross, I could hear the slapping of leather against flesh behind me. To my right, I spotted a woman’s rear turning a … [Tell me more…]
It hadonly been a week or so since our scene at the play party, the one where I made him cry. The intensity correlating between his eagerness to gain forgiveness and my blatant hostility to forgive him made our next session even more raw. I don’t recall how things started. I just remember that one … [Tell me more…]
It started without thought and intensified very quickly. Within moments I was beating him bare-handed over and over, not fully in control of myself, until his ass reddened commanding him to apologize. I imagine finding out that he had lied to me indiscriminately didn’t help but add fuel to the fire but if the house … [Tell me more…]
This was our first weekend away. Our first weekend in a hotel together. But when I saw her bag of tricks I knew that she had other things in mind besides relaxation. Something told me that this time was going to be vastly different. My hands were bound behind my back, as opposed to our … [Tell me more…]
His pupils dilated. He never said how rough (or not rough) I could be. Instead all he had said was, “Use my body.”A And I was doing just that. I loosened my group from around his Adam’s apple and pushed him to the ground with my pointed toes. He had removed my heels earlier in … [Tell me more…]
He had agreed to this.To give me his body.Granting me full control to use it how I saw fit. He wasn’t a submissive but he had what I’d call “submissive tendencies”. Our relationship thus far had proved that much. Now it was time to see exactly how much he trusted me with his body. I … [Tell me more…]
He was pressing his fingers up against my clit and it was all I could do not to cry out in pleasure. He traced it with his two fingers causing me to become increasingly more wet with each stroke. “Get on top of me,” he whispered in my ear. I was tired and not feeling … [Tell me more…]
“Oooohh ahhh” The moans escaped his throat in a ragged jumble of sounds. I watched him arch his back in the air, lifting his thin frame above the mattress as my nails dug deeper into his flesh, the white tips of them disappearing into his stomach. We had been like this for what seemed like … [Tell me more…]
When do you get rest and relaxation in the scene when you’re searching for someone? As a dominant I often hold my breath after meeting someone new and taking them into my life. I never know if it will work out, what struggles we’ll encounter, or how we’ll actually mesh up together once we bring … [Tell me more…]