I Have A Present For You, Sir……..

So, I choose to take a little break from social media for a while. W/we traveled and I studied for an exam. W/we had amazing play and found a luscious little toy to play with. So I’m back to it………….

“I have a present for You, Sir.”

When one starts off a conversation with that line, it gets Their attention.

“Oh, really? And what would that be?” He asks me.

“Rosie.” A single word and conversation comes to a complete halt.

I have to tell you just who Rosie is. Of course that’s not her real name and when asked if she would like to be included in my blog, it didn’t take long for her to come up with what she wanted to be called. I think less than 30 seconds. She has the milkiest white skin. Tattoos all over and beautiful, long auburn hair. She reminds me of a Suicide Girl and I’ve nicknamed her “luscious.” She’s also much younger and has little experience in the BDSM world, but is smart and knows what she wants. And I like her outside of the realm in vanilla situations.

Back to your bedtime story………

Dead. Silence.

I had anticipated surprise so when He says “Now wait a second. What do you mean Rosie? I thought you were thinking she was too green for us?”

“I decided to investigate a little further. At first I thought she was cut off the island because of who she played with one time. But I thought I was being irrational and wanted to know her first. So I reached out to her.” I think my explanation pleased Sir for all He said was “I didn’t think it was possible to love you more. But I think it is.”

“So what shall W/we do with her?” Was His next question. “Invite her to dinner, of course.” Was His answer.

I’m not going into how dinner was. Too mundane to talk about negotiations and such. That’s an entirely different subject to talk about if one wishes. But play………

I come into His house and I’m immediately greeted and told to strip. He wanted to wash me Himself.

He takes me to the master bath and turns on the shower telling me to let Him know when I’m ready. I quickly lather up and wash up, calling for Him. He is stripped down and joins me into the shower. Immediately spinning me around to face the back of the shower, which is clear and faces the tub. His hands running down my back and He bends me at the waist. “Get your hands up.” He tells me. He lathers His hands with soap. I feel His fingers probe my pussy and ass. Fingers sliding in and out of my holes. He likes for me to be clean so He can make a mess of me.

“I want you to be clean so I can force Rosie’s face into your ass while she licks and sucks all of your bits.” He’s talking at the back of my ear. One hands sliding in and out and the other propping Himself up.

“Yes, Sir.” I’m already excited and she’s not even at the house yet.

He takes His time washing me up and tells me to finish what I’m doing and join Him in the bedroom. I dry off and pull my hair back and go to Him on the bed. My collar goes on and I lay next to Him. Talking about what’s about to happen.

The doorbell goes off. And He greets her at the door. I’m laying face down on His bed. From that point one can into the master bedroom.

“We’re naked obviously. Join U/us if you would like.” He tells her. She strips down and lies down next to me.

The first time you play with someone it can be a little nerve racking so W/we really want to make her feel comfortable first. Sir comes up behind me and starts talking about boundaries and limits and what He expects out of her. Including a shower and cleaning her up.

Like I said – I won’t bore you with the talking……….

He gets up and turns on the shower for her and she follows, pulling her long hair up, getting in and He leaves her until she’s ready. He comes to me and pulls me to Him. “I love you……” and kisses me deeply.

She says she’s ready and He goes into the shower. I follow and get into the tub, facing her as He pushes her into the glass of the shower. Making her look at me as He washes her inside and out. I lock eyes and don’t move mine from her face. My arms behind my back. She’s enjoying the humiliation already and fingers in her ass.

“I think she could be an ass whore, dear.” Says Sir

“Yes, Sir. I believe W/we could turn her into one.”

“Do you like your ass played with, Rosie?” He asks her.


“Yes, Sir.” I said immediately, correcting her.

“Yes, Sir.” Came her quick reply.

When you have someone play with you and they are pretty new to the lifestyle, you are just as responsible for teaching them as the Dom/Domme.

He keeps cleaning her. Taking her excitement up a notch and abruptly stops. “Get dried off.” He orders.

“Yes, Sir.”

I get out of the tub as He exits the shower and go to the end of the bed with legs spread and arms behind my back. Waiting.

Rosie comes into the bedroom and He takes a training collar off the dresser and attaches around her neck. She joins me at the end of the bed. He puts on our wrists and ankle cuffs.

He stands back and looks over us. “Let’s go.” That means upstairs to the playroom.

She follows me up and into the room. He goes to the chair in the corner and starts to show her how to He likes to start out. By presenting oneself to Him. “Come, my slut.” I go first bending over in front of Him and grabbing my ankles. He spreads my ass cheeks apart.

“Come over here, Rosie. Have a look at what you’ll be getting into today.” She goes beside Him and as she stands there, His face goes to my ass. Taking in my excitement. He spreads my lips, sliding a finger into my pussy, pulling it out and tasting me. He smacks my ass as a sign to stand.

“Your turn.” He tells her. She assumes the same position and He tells me “Your turn to look at what you’ll be getting your lips all over.”

“Yes, Sir.” I say as I come up behind her. He pulls at her pussy lips as He inspects her. “Are you ready to get acquainted?” He asks as His hands move up to pull her ass cheeks apart.

“Yes, Sir.” Comes my reply with a smile.

He slaps her ass and says “Ok, up.” She quickly gets over to me and stands as I do. Waiting. There’s a tray with various stainless toys on it. “You both will be wearing a butt plug. Which one would you like?” She immediately picks out the smaller of the two. I knew she would. “Someone just threw you to the curb, dear.” Grinning at her choice. “Go warm them up if you both wish.” I take the tray and head to one of the bathrooms upstairs. She turns on the hot water and since she’s never heated up these before I tell her to be careful about getting them hot. “Touch your thigh to see if that’s ok.” I whisper as the water heats up. She warms hers up and then mine. Drying them off and replacing them on the tray. We head back into the playroom.

He points at me and then to the floor on the mat. My head at base of the chair. “On the floor. Face down and spread your legs.” He orders. I slide down into position. “Come here and sit between her legs, Rosie.” I feel her kneel behind me and hear Sir getting a few things from the dresser.

“My little slut here is an ass whore. And what an ass it is.” He starts to say. “Go ahead, you may touch it.” Her hands get to my flesh and my hips move up. “Let’s get you both acquainted, shall we?” His hands go around my ass cheeks as well and spread them apart. “Go ahead. Give her a taste.” He encourages.

I feel her tongue circling and then suddenly feel her entire face buried. Her tongue diving in as He presses her face into me. “That’s it. Don’t be shy.” I can hear Him say. Rosie doesn’t hold back and starts to really lick and get into it. “Do you enjoy the way my little whore tastes?” He asks.

“Yes, Sir.” She’s replying between licks. My ass comes up even more to give her better access. She goes back to burying her face in my ass.

“Is our Rosie doing a good job, dear?” He asks me. “Oh, yes Sir.” My moans getting louder the longer she does.

“Enough.” He pulls her up leaving me to look like a cat in heat.

I hear gloves go on and feel lube all around the rim of my opening. He’s explaining how to get someone ready for ass play. “You lube up your fingers and the opening. I like using gloves because it makes it smooth and more slippery for her. Taking the pad of my finger I start to rim her.” My hips go up even more and my hands reach out for the legs of the chair in front of me. I push back.

“And look, she’s already wanting me inside. Take the pad of your finger, press and slide in.” I groan has He slips a finger inside and then another. I feel a third go in as He says “Now slide a finger in with Me.”

“oh my god…..” I love having my ass played with.

The Hitachi clicks on and He finds my clit. The combination sends me into orbit and I need to cum. “Not yet, slut. You hold it.” His voice is stern.

Oh god, yes, Sir..ohmygod.” My hips are on autopilot and I’m trying to think of anything else but it’s becoming impossible.

“Fuck her ass with your fingers with Me.” They move faster and harder. “ohmygodplease…please…please…please…” The begging becomes desperate.

“Should I let you?” He asks. “You brought Me such a lovely present, maybe I should.” He picks up speed again and turns up the Hitachi. “Give it to Me.” I didn’t take long to explode into fuck yes and oh my gods.

Abruptly all fingers and the Hitachi were gone. I feel the steel of the plug up against my opening. He slides it in, letting her watch. “Get to your knees, slut.” He orders.

I push myself up and back on the mat. Rosie looks like she’s ready for more.

“I think it’s Rosie’s turn for a little ass play.” Sir looks at me and I nod in agreement. “Yes, Sir.”

“Now your turn.” He looks at her and she slides forward onto her stomach. Legs spread wide open. I crawl into between and position myself on my knees. “Get to know her, slut.” My hands go out to spread her open, kneading her flesh. I think my mouth was watering about then. “Do you want a taste?” He’s kneeling beside me on the other side of her leg.

“Yes, Sir.” I whispered out.

“Go ahead.” He holds her cheeks open as I start to lick and probe, letting my tongue slide down just before her pussy and then all the way up. The tip dipping in and out of her puckering ass. She starts to move her hips and moan. I see Him take a Liberator cushion to her side. I sit up at His direction and He tells her to lift off the mat, sliding the cushion under her hips. He knows I’ll stay up with my hips no matter what happens, it’s her first time with U/us and He wants easier access.

W/we look her over, her ass nicely propped up and exposed to U/us. I go back to licking and tasting. He pushes my face into her crack and she immediately clenches around my face and lets out a load groan.

“Keep doing that slut.” I spit into her crack and lick it up. “Yes, Sir….” LICK. He moves the Hitachi to her clit and turns it on. Taking it away and putting it back on when she gets to close. I pull her cheeks apart and bury my face into her. His fingers slide into her cunt.

Of all the toys Sir owns, His fingers are my favorite.

She’s letting out little shrieks of pleasure as we work on her holes. The Hitachi getting to her when He feels like it. I catch a glimpse when I come up for air in one of the mirrors of the scene and dive back in.

She wants to come unglued and He tells her “I don’t’ think you’ve earned it.” And stops, pulling me back as well. He turns and kisses me, thrusting His tongue all around my mouth, then the fingers that were in her cunt. “Does she taste good?”

“Yes, Sir…..” and He turns to get her plug ready. I hold her cheeks open as it gets sucked in. She’ll be an ass whore in no time.

“Up. The both of you under the ring. We get up in a hurry and go under the hard point in the ceiling, facing Him. He brings over His red rope and starts to thread a length around Rosie’s wrists and then around mine. Taking both of us under the ring, facing each other, He loops the tails of the rope through. Stretching us up and closer. He makes us get as close as possible, our faces an inch from each other and secures us into the ceiling.

“Happy?” I ask her. She nods, smiles and says “yes.’

“I think I want to watch you two.” He has the backs of our heads in each of His hands and pushes us together lips locking. Each tasting what the other had moments ago. His hands move down to our plugs, playing with them making us wiggle with pleasure.

He gets into her with the Hitachi. Tongues swirling around each others lips. I can’t see what He does to Rosie next, but I’m sure it had something to do with His fingers in her pussy because she immediately reacted with moaning and her little noises when she’s getting excited.

“Would you like to cum?” He asks her.

“Oh yes, Sir….” She breathes into me.

“You’re going to have to beg better than that.” He doesn’t stop and she lets out another load groan.

“Please may I cum, Sir? Please? Please.” Her head goes back and she says “Please.” Again.

“Go ahead. That wasn’t bad for the first time begging, I guess.” He sounds slightly amused and she bends forward, rolling her eyes back. The hard point taking her on as she let go letting out loud moans. She comes back to earth and He turns His attention to me. The Hitachi on my cunt and His thumb pressing into my G spot. I won’t last long and He knows it. I can feel my knees bend, trying to fuck His thumb. My lips lock on and off with hers. All I hear is “Give it to me.” And I pull against the ceiling. Cumming on His command.

He’s getting us out of the rope. We’re still kissing and licking lips. He takes my rope off and leaves her rope on. Separating us. He takes her rope, leading her to the table set up in front of the cross. All of His toys He may want to use are on there.

He helps her lay back onto the table, propped up by the large triangle cushion, her ass resting on part of the hinged “Y” table with her feet on the open legs of the table. He ties each of her feet and ankles to the table and her hands above her head attached to the cross. It makes for a lovely picture to see her tied down and ready for use.

He brings me over to kneel between her legs and tells me “ you are to get Me ready to cum all over her and do what I tell you to do to O/our little toy. “

He looks at her and tells her His cum is for His whore as a reward for being a good girl and that she can’t have any. She nods and says “yes, Sir.”

He takes my head and forces me into her pussy and says “Lick while I get what I need.” I immediately start playing with her piercing. My tongue swirling in and out of her wet hole, going to gently pull on the end of the jewelry with my teeth.

He goes around the table and picks up one of the canes. A skinny one with a lot of sting to it and clenches one of her breasts. Her nipple rings the glaring target as He begins His torture. “My darling whore has so graciously given up her impact today so you can have everything you need. Isn’t that nice of her?” She screeches out a yes and keeps making her little yelps and cute little noises from the pain and pleasure colliding. He grabs on the riding crops and continues to send her over the edge. My face still buried between her thighs.

He taps me with the crop and says “Enough with that. Use your fingers.” My fingers slide easily into her wet little cunt and she starts to moan again. He turns on the Hitachi and brings it to her clit. Her moans getting louder. He pinches a nipple and she starts to wiggle on her perch. He pulls me out of her and the Hitachi away. Smiling down at her. “Not yet.” He says.

He starts smacking her pussy with the crop. Her shrieks getting more and more urgent. He goes back to the cane, getting the inside of her thighs also. Back to the crop. Over and over. She automatically tries to shut her legs and I keep my hands around her knees and push her back, trying to stay out of the way of any strikes.

“Come off the floor, slut. Come around to her side, face Me.” He orders. “Fingers in her cunt. Fuck her fast” He turns on the Hitachi and grabs me around the back of the neck, thrusting His tongue into my mouth.

I wish I had audio of her making all of the noise as she’s getting ready to explode. He pulls away “Are you ready to cum yet?”

“Ahhhhgodyes…” If she could thrash about, she would. The look He gives me is “give it to her.” My fingers move in and out faster and she starts to plead with U/us.

“Give it to me now.” He orders and she thrusts to the side, trying to bury her face into the cushion. He pulls out her plug as she cums, making it even more intense. I take my fingers out of her cunt and He brings my hand to my mouth for me to taste. “Go back in front of her.” I’m quickly back to my knees and He follows.

He’s standing next me, telling us that I’m going to get Him ready to fuck my ass. My mouth takes in His cock and my hands are pulling His balls. Just the way He likes. She’s watching U/us. His fingers slide into her cunt as I work on His cock.

He hauls me up and pushes me on top of her, spreading my cheeks and removing my plug. Replacing it with His cock. My eyes are on hers as He slides into me. My fingers digging into her flesh as He slips in and out. He grinds into me, grabbing my shoulders. Sliding out of me and switches on the Hitachi and slipping His fingers into my pussy. Holding onto the lovely flesh of Rosie combined with His insistent fingers and the Hitachi. I want to cum almost immediately and He’s telling me to give it to Him. My eyes roll to the back of my head and fingers dig a little more into her sides, cumming. Suddenly He stops and wants my hands around Him again.

I fall back to my knees again like a little girl, letting out a squeal of delight to be able to have His cock again. Playing with the head, driving Him crazy. His fingers plunge back into her cunt and He attacks her G spot until she begs to cum again. He grabs my wrists and hauls me back up to lay across her. Sliding back into my ass. He doesn’t want to cum inside of me, He wants to cum all over her skin, so I can lick it up. He’s getting close and pushes me back to my knees. I take His cock in my hand as He stands over her pussy and pump everything out of Him.

“Clean her up and no sharing. I’ll be right back.” He says still breathing hard.

“Yes, Sir.” I start licking her clean.

“You’re fun. Want to do this again?” I ask between licks.

“You’re fun, too. Absolutely.” She tells me.

He returns with a warm, wet towel and cleans her up. She remarks nobody has ever done that for her before. He cleans her up and I help Him untie and get her standing.

Time for her impact.

She comes over to stand by me in the middle of the room as He takes the tables away from the cross and has her come over to Him. Attaching all limbs to the cross. He brings out the “mop”, a gorgeous custom flogger made of Elk. It’s heavy and very thuddy when it hits the flesh. You can also smell it from across the room.

I stand back out of any strike zone to watch. I rarely get to see Him from this vantage point. He runs the flogger up her back and across her shoulders before beginning. He likes to warm you up during impact, making you want more and more.

One flogger after another. Then the canes and dragon’s tails. The yardstick. The belt. She’s fighting it, not giving in yet. The paddles. The yardstick again. Then the singletail. That’s where I watch her shoulders relax and her head goes down. She’s there. He tests her reaction with a cane. She’s floaty and doesn’t look to feel it.

He doesn’t know her well enough yet on how long to keep her under and decides after a few minutes to bring her back up. Bringing out the “Mop” again to give softer hits. He motions me over to help Him get her down out of cuffs. He tells me to take her to the bedroom and get into bed.

We get downstairs and I crawl up behind her. This is the first time I’ve seen her like this, so I just hold her. She cries. I tell her it’s ok to let go and she does. It feels so good to let all the shit of life go in that moment. He comes in a few minutes later and lies down next to us asking her what it is she needs.

Right then, I think she was content but needed chocolate.

The Quickie-Monster

Not every scene has to be an elaborate BDSM scene.  Not every need has to be met over the course of hours.  No collar, I felt like it was there the second I say “Hello, Sir.”  Sometimes the need is immediate.  The want is high and sometimes instead of food you get to be tied up and fucked. 


It’s in the early afternoon.  Lunch time for most. 


“I need your service today.”  He told me.


I go over in shorts and a t-shirt.  No makeup.  I can hear Him upstairs. 


“I’ll be down in a minute.”  I hear. 


“Hello, Sir.”  I call back.  I settle my stuff in a chair and He starts down the stairs and greets me with a kiss.  “You’re overdressed, my dear.”  He drawls out. 


I smile and quickly get undressed.  He does the same in front of me, takes me by the hand and W/we head to the playroom.  He positions me under the hook in the ceiling and goes to the closet for His rope.   Talking about little things, nothing really, He ties my hands and wrists together and loops me into the ceiling.


 His hands are all over my skin, pinching and pulling my nipples.  Running down my sides and to my ass, pulling my hips to Him as He circles around me.  He buries His face into my neck and hair as I’m pulled back into Him.  He pulls back and starts to warm up my ass with smacks of His hand.  I immediately push my ass out to accept each hit, creeping up onto my toes.  He walks away and goes back to the closet. 


The new toy.  His single tail whip has arrived.  I can see the delight in His eyes as He takes it out and works it through His hands then flicking it through the air.  My nipples are the recipient of it’s sharp end.  I pull my head back, sucking in my breath.  He circles around to my ass and lets me have a little taste of back and forth thrashing.  I’m on my toes for an all together different reason by then.  The inside of my thigh gets the final crack!  I let out a little scream.


“Not the full intensity today, my slut.”  I’m told.  “Yes, Sir.”  I’m saying as my mind is looking for the new nickname for it.  He puts His new toy away and walks over to the dresser and gets a glove and slips it on.  Lubes up His gloved fingers and gets the Hitachi in the other hand.  He comes to my side, His fingers find my ass and starts to massage me open.  The Hitachi flicks on and He finds my clit with the other hand.  I suddenly want to impale myself onto His fingers.  He slides one in, then two.  The Hitachi is working its way around my clit.  Making me want more.  He slides in three.  I’m on my toes, my knees are bent and I’m trying to glide myself up and down.


“Please…..”  It was a whisper.  “Pleasepleasepleaseplease…..”


“Please what? You’re ready to cum?  What a little slut you are.”  He says.   I moan my answer.  His face is at the side of mine, His tongue flicking out to find my ear.  My neck.  It hits me like a freight train and it can’t be stopped.


“OhmygodpleasemayIcumpleasepleasepleasemayIcum…..”  It all comes rushing out.  “I can’t stop, please may I cum.” 


“Now.”   He whispers at me and I explode and, I think, squirt all over the Hitachi.


He unties me from the ceiling.  Leaving my wrists and hands tied together and forces me to my knees, shoving His cock into my mouth.  His hands hold my head as He slides slowly to the back of my throat then out again.  He walks away leaving me to whimper for Him.  Going to the closet He returns with one of the red Liberator wedges.  He puts it down next to me and guides me to my stomach.  My ass in the air. 


It doesn’t take a moment for Him to accept the invitation.  Fucking my pussy while His thumb slides into my ass.  His other hand digs into my hip, pulling me back as He continues to thrust.   


Suddenly He pulls out.  Of both holes.  I push my ass into the air like a cat.  Needing more.  He puts the Hitachi at my clit and slides His fingers into my ass.  My hips take over and He matches the rhythm of my grinding to His fingers fucking my ass.


“Oh my God that feels so good please don’t stop….please don’t stop.”  I start to beg over and over. 


“Oh god please….may I cum.”  My voice goes up as I get ready to explode.  I’m there and He speeds up His fingers, fucking me harder.


“Oh, fuck please…pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasemayIcumpleasemayIcum”  I bear down on the Hitachi and my voice goes up even further. 


“Yes…..now.”  Comes the command.


“OH.MY.GOD.OH.FUCK.”  I couldn’t tell how many times I say that as the release sweeps over me.  He lets me ride the wave and I hear the glove being removed and He flips me over.  My ass propping me up on the wedge.  My legs are spread open and He’s on His knees in front of me.  He unwraps my hands from the rope.  The Hitachi is back in His left hand, His cock in His right. 


“Play with your clit.”  My hand goes to my clit and starts to rub.  “Faster.”  He tells me.  The Hitachi sits just below that, the vibrations going deep into my cunt.  He’s watching me as His other hand strokes His cock.  I pull my legs back.  “That’s right, put on a show for me.”


My fingers move faster as He pushes the Hitachi a little further into me.  Jesus I’m going to cum again.


“Fuck that’s hot.”  He’s watching and stroking.


“May I cum for You, Sir…please.  Please.”  I beg over and over.


“Yes…look at me when you do.”  He commands. 


“ohmygodyesohmygodyes…..”  I try to keep my eyes at His.  So hard to do when your brain is shattering.


The Hitachi gets flung across the floor and His cock slams into my pussy.  Fucking me harder and harder.  My hands grab the wedge and I ask “May a squeeze my cunt for You, Sir?”


“Oh, God yes…….fuck.” 


Here kitty, kitty, kitty………

I walk into Sir’s house and hear “I’ll be right down” from the rooms upstairs.  I get undressed and ready to present myself.  I had been instructed to bring a pair of extremely high peacock blue patent leather shoes that I discovered in my closet.


He comes down to greet me at the bottom of the stairs.  “Come.  You’re putting on a fashion show for Me.”  He tells me.  “Bring the shoes.”


I follow Him into the bedroom and He puts on my collar then He starts taking packages out of the dresser.  And I adore dress up.  One outfit after another He puts on me and I model each one.  He holds one in His hand for last.  It’s hot pink and I can’t tell what it looks like.  After trying on all the mesh and the tulle and the colorful, He unravels the last one.  It’s actually one tiny piece of see through hot pink fabric that only covers two inches of my midsection.  The rest is just a series of bands that go around my boobs and connect to the midsection and then splits to reveal my pussy.  One tiny thread of a piece connects it all on my backside.  He thinks it’ll be a perfect pool party outfit.  Especially with my heels.


He orders me to kneel on the bed.  All of the connections still allow for His cock to slide into either hole.  “Perfect.”  He says.  His hands gliding over my ass and thighs. 


“Ok, upstairs.  You’re going to help Me getting everything set up today.” 


“Yes, Sir.”  As He gets a hold of the back of my neck and guides me to the stairs.  I start to walk up and about halfway up I look back, realizing He’s not behind me.  He’s looking at me walking up and I can see there will be no massage today.  He’s going to use me now.  And then He’s right behind me. 


I walk down into the playroom and stand in the middle, my hands behind my back.  There’s a bright green stability ball by the dresser and He rolls it over the corner chair, holding His hand out to me.  I walk over and He tells me to sit.  “Now put your foot up on the ball.”  It effectively opens me up as I prop my foot on top of it. “Play with your cunt while I set up.”  He orders.  I lick my fingers and start rubbing my clit.  He watches me for a moment while stroking His cock and tells me not to enter myself, just rub the clit only while He gets the massage table out and positions it against the cross. 


Every time He brings out a piece of equipment, He looks at me rubbing myself.  Next He brings out a leather stool that He puts in front of the table.  Then comes a large Liberator triangle that is put onto the massage table.  He watches me again, telling me to rub just a little harder.  He turns His attention back to the setting up and gets two lengths of chain and stirrups that He attaches to the top of the cross.  There is a length of rope sitting on the table.  


He walks over to me and takes my hand away from my pussy, pulling me up to stand and turn around.  “Kneel on the chair.”  He tells me and I get my knees down into the seat.  My hands clenching the arm rests.  His fingers slide into my cunt and then I feel His cock slam into me.  My face being pressed into the back of the chair.  My breath hitches from being entered.


“Such a nice little cunt.”  He says as His fingers dig into my hips.  He slides out abruptly, pulls me up and sits down.  “Turn around and slide onto my cock.”  I take His cock into my pussy and use His legs and ride up and down.  “Such a good fucktoy.”  I groan in response and reach down to play with His balls.  He speeds up the pace by taking my by the hips and plunging me down onto Him. 


He pushes me up.  “I don’t want to cum yet, slut.  Lick yourself off of me.”  I go my knees and lick all of my juices off of His cock and around the base.  He watches me for several minutes.  “Good girl.  Now get up.”


I rise to my feet as He gets off the chair and decides I don’t need my hot pink piece of string on anymore.  He slides the fabric down my shoulders and down my legs to step out of it.  Leaving me with my heels on.  “I think it’s time for the table, dear.”  He whispers at my face and takes my hand. 


He backs me up to the leather stand in the front and has me sit on it then leans me back onto the Liberator.   He takes both my legs and brings them to my chest and one by one puts them into the stirrups that are secured around my ankles.  He takes my arms above my head and ties them together, securing them to the cross. 


“Comfy?”  He asks, stroking one of my extended legs.


“Yes, Sir.”  I breathe out.  Clearly loving the position I find myself in. 


He goes to the closet and returns with the riding crop.  He starts to tap my pussy.  I groan.  He concentrates on my clit.   Making me swollen and wet in seconds.  “Yeeeeesssss…..”  I whisper out.  The hits get a little more intense and I try to make my legs wider.  “You’re such a little slut.”  He smiles and His tongue finds my clit.


“ohmygod”  is all that comes out and the softness of His tongue moves across my pussy and I feel Him suck hard on my clit. 


He goes back to using the riding crop and the rapid fire taps.  I can’t really move and I want to.  My body loves it.  I can only arch my back and as I do, He thrusts into me with His cock.


“yespleaseyespleaseyespleaseyesplease”  My voice is changing as I get desperate to cum.


“Don’t you dare cum yet.”  He warns still fucking my pussy.  He sees I’m close and pulls out.  I let out a loud, whiny whimper.  He tells me He plans to use the vibrator with the little nub on it since I can’t help but cum with the Hitachi.  He flips it on and puts it on one side of my clit.  His tongue on the other. 


God help me if I cum.  Guys think of the alphabet or whatever, I have to let my brain empty out to hold on.  And not move.   “ohmygodohmygodohmygod” is all I can say.


I feel His finger slip into my ass.  My roll back into my head.  He lifts His head and asks “How about two fingers?”  Not needing answer at all. 




I pull back at the stirrups with my legs.  I want more. 


“Your ass just opens right up for me.”  He muses sliding His fingers in and out. 


He removes His fingers and slides His cock in my ass.   The vibrator still to the side of my clit.  Jesus.  Jesus.  Jesus…….. I am going to lose it.


“Please…please….please may I cum, Sir?”  I’m desperate.


“No.”  And pulls out of my ass and takes away the vibrator.  My legs start to shake from need.  He walks away and goes to the dresser.  Looking at me as He opens one of the drawers. 


“That position is perfect for whoever I choose to use your holes.  Maybe W/we should practice with this and get you ready for Assblaster?”  He holds up a very big, thick dildo and gets the Hitachi at the same time. 


I think I’m getting delirious from want and need and lust.  I feel Him lube my ass and hear the Hitachi click on and He finds my clit.  That alone will send me over.  The dildo is at the opening of my ass and He starts to press it ever so slowly in.  Letting me get used to the girth.  I let out a loud groan and “Ohmygod” as it slides in.  It doesn’t take long and I’m ready to be fucked.


He slides the dildo all the way in and slides all the way out.  Letting the head pop me open.  Each time bringing me closer to cumming.  He starts to play only with popping my ass open, which I love. 


I start to beg. 




“Look at me when you cum.  They are mine.  Give it to Me.”


I don’t wait another second.  I explode as He fucks me hard with the dildo.  “We’re not stopping.  You’re going to keep going until I say stop.”  My body is ready to explode again.  And again.  And once more.  My brain is in overload and He is letting me ride wave after wave of pleasure.   My eyes can’t focus and I can’t talk.  My fingers are curled around the rope.


The Hitachi is gone and the dildo comes out.  That’s when I’m able to take a deep breath.  My legs are really shaking now.  He quickly removes the rope from my wrists and holds my legs over His shoulders as He takes me out of the stirrups.  Gently rolling me to a sitting position and letting my feet hit the ground.  Not that I can actually stand at that moment.


Which is why the thick black mat is on the floor.  For me to collapse onto.  He slides down next to me.  Face to face.  Putting His cock in my hand.  His tongue circling my mouth, telling me what a good girl I was for taking such a big toy and how fun it will be to put me on display in that position for people to watch and use me. 


As my hand comes back to life with His cock in it and He kisses me back to earth, I get Him ready for me.  It doesn’t take Him long to roll me onto my stomach, ass slightly up.  He slides into my ass and grabs my shoulders.  “I love fucking your ass.”  He growls, sliding in and out.  With every thrust I let out a moan, a groan, a grunt.  His fingers dig into my shoulder, His other hand grabs my hair.   He doesn’t want to wait any longer.  He pounds into my ass with as much desperation as I felt earlier.


“Please cum in my ass, Sir….please….”  Begging.  It sends Him into overdrive to hear me beg.  He’s pulling my hair.  “I want this to drip out of you as I beat you today.  A deep thrust and I groan again.


“Yes, Sir…..” 


“Are you ready for Me?”  A question that needed no answer.


Large Jungle Cats and other Perils of the BDSM World

So you like to play?  Don’t we all in this world.  Sometimes you come in contact with razor sharp teeth.  A monster cock.  Hands that you just know a killer would love.  A wicked Dragon’s Tail and One that knows exactly how to use it on your tender flesh.    


Looking back on some of things that can and will happen made me giggle the other night so I decided to write about it.   


There once, well there is, a girl.  Honeypot.   A very sweet girl that I dearly love and think the world of.  A sweet girl with the world’s sharpest teeth. 


JESUS!!!!  What the hell was that?  All in my mind when she bit me the first time.  My legs spread open, sitting on my Sir’s lap, she’s on her knees on the floor.  My pussy lip felt like it had been pierced all of a sudden.


The pain subsides.  She’s licking me now.  Ok.  I’ll be okay.  Deep cleansing breath.  Relax.  She can’t do that much damage.  Right?




Puppies don’t have teeth like this.  I’m positive.  Sharks.  Ok, sharks have teeth like that.  And large jungle cats.


She giggles to herself.  She loves to bite.  I look down at her.  The music is loud and Assblaster has lovemyass in a death grip around the neck.  His cock down her throat.  Honeypot is looking at my pussy like she’s about to attack again but instead goes for my inner thigh. 




With the force of said jungle cat on an antelope take down sinks her teeth into my very tender inner thigh.  Tears.  Deep ass breath.  Fingers dig into whatever it is I’m holding onto.  The other thigh is next.  Jesus.  Jesus.  Jesus.


She crawls up to my face, her tongue trailing down to shoulder.  FUCK!  And again.  JESUS!  Again.  OH MY GOD!


Her mother birthed a large jungle cat as a daughter.  The bites keep coming.


Ever have one of those nights? 


The next day I walk into my bathroom to pee and just stared at myself in the mirror.


One, two, three, four, five.  Six.  Seven, eight.  Eight.  Eight bite marks across my shoulders and on one side down to my bicep.  I think there are three across my tits.  Maybe that’s from grabbing them.  I don’t remember.


One, two, three.  Three on my thighs.  Full on bite marks.  I’d been attacked by multiple cats I think.  I touch one.  Yup, it’s tender.  Nope, it’s real.  Fuck.  


Moral of that story.  Make sure you love to be bitten by exotic animals.  A lot.  And hard.  If you don’t you’ll walk around for the next two weeks while they heal trying to figure out how to cover them up.  And no, makeup doesn’t work.  Too late for that ice. 


Alcohol and playing.  Don’t.  Just don’t.  It happens to all of us since alcohol is a depressant.  I can’t play too well after drinking, so I stopped drinking before hand.  How do you think I was attacked by a large jungle cat?


Sometimes the Hitachi and the Eleven or one of my beautiful stainless steel plugs gets too close.  ZAP!  And one hell of a pinch.  Mostly because my body starts to grind and move against everything.  Sir is holding it steady and I’m a whore.  That shit wakes you up in a hurry when it happens.  If it happens in the middle of an intense orgasm, well, sorry for that. 


Wanna play with the dragon’s tail, little girl?  Sir has a new one.  It’s suede and brings me to tears.  Every.  Time.  If this was in the hands of a novice, it would be considered a weapon. 


Assblaster, another one of my dear friends, packs a wallop when he spanks you.  As I found out the first time we all played together.  This is NOT your mother’s spanking.  It’s the “your ass just found itself into 2016” kind of spanking.  Ask honeypot.  And my chiropractor. 


Little surprises are always around the corner when playing.  Sometimes it all goes to according “to plan.”  Sometimes shit happens.  Literally.  How you both (and others) deal is a marker of who you want to continue to play with or not. 


Excuse me; I have to go attend to my Hitachi battered clit.  Sorry, couldn’t help myself.  Ok, I’m not sorry.  I’m only sorry I don’t know when to stop sometimes. 


Shit happens………………


A Little Pussy Torture

One of my favorite things is pussy torture.  Not exactly what most would say is their favorite way to be spanked and tortured.  I love it.  I can cum by doing it.  According to my Sir, my pussy is where I live.


But one simply can’t spread your legs wide open, tie you down and wail away.  No.  You can’t.  Even I will find a way out and come after you. 


It’s a shock that makes your brain go “WTF was THAT?!?!”  when it happens the first time.  Nothing like lick, lick, lick, POW!  Number 1) You aren’t prepared.  Number 2) It’s like anything else in spanking, you gotta warm up that kitty first. 


So you have her tied down, legs spread open to you.  The Sadist in you is ready and wants to see what she’s made of.  Great.  Do us all a favor and warm her up first before you’re explaining to some police officer about the shrieks of pain that can be heard down the street. 


“No, officer.  I accidently tripped on the cat.”  They might believe you and you might decide a ball gag is in order by then.   


A riding crop, yes, I said that.  Why are you running?  A riding crop is good for starting out.  It’s not too wide and you can control the amount of force you’re using.  Just tap.  Find a rhythm that’s not too fast.  Just enough force to have her attention but not be painful.  You want her to want more. 


If her hips start to move in a good way and she’s saying “fuck yes” chances are things are going well for you. 


Mix it up with the pain and pleasure.  The riding crop for a little bit then your tongue.   Her brain will go into overdrive.  She’ll start to think when the crop is really tapping at her clit about the pain and then all of a sudden it’s your tongue or an Hitachi and then the pleasure kicks in.  The reward system.  To get the reward, your little slut will take on the pain.  It’ll make her wet with anticipation. 


You do this a little more each time.  A little harder each time.  You’ll both find the borderline that she can walk and she’ll want more.  Add nipple clamps or clothespins on her nipples to the mix and it only heightens the experience.    I don’t know about you but my nipples have a direct line to my pussy. 


Once you have her spreading her legs like a wanton slut in heat for you, introduce a wooden spoon, a flogger or your hand.  All have different sensations that will have different reactions.  The wooden spoon can make me cum and beg for more the longer He goes with it.  Spoon, tongue, spoon, cock, spoon, Hitachi.  It’s a recipe for me to beg.   Depending on the flogger will depend on your reaction.  My Sir has one set I secretly named “The Bastards.”  A set of Latigo floggers that are the stingiest things on the planet.  Or there is the one made of recycled tires.  Or the one that is looped up with no ends to it.   Or the one made of Elk with long tendrils that feel like a blanket being wrapped around you.  He has so many but each one made by a woman to His specifications for the reaction He wants to elicit. 


His hand.  The hand is more intimate.  Like bare handed bottom spanking.  Flesh to flesh.  The rub that comes just before.  The fingers that probe and make you want to squirm.  The slap that comes next.  The rapid fire slap to the soothing taps and everything in between.  The rubbing on your G Spot, then back to the slaps, back to the G Spot. Playing with your clit.  Taking you to the edge and back before letting you fall. 


Moral of the story:  warming up and rewards are important and you may find she begs you for it.  And as always, negotiating before any of this is a great idea.  It’s better than a black eye after you get her out of the restraints if you didn’t.    


O/our last playtime was all about pussy and nipple torture while plastic wrapped to the hinged bench, blindfolded and the fucking machine steadily giving it to me in the ass.


Sounds like a little bedtime story may be coming your way shortly. 





My Sir……a few thoughts on why I want and need to serve Him

Oh, let me count the ways.  I actually like Him.  Don’t get me wrong, I’m absolutely crazy about Him.  He’s everything I’ve always wished others could be like when I walked down this path.  I could really never submit to someone if the thoughts of “if He only did ______.”  or “W/we really need to work on ______.”  crept in. 


W/we get each other.  W/we only want the best for each other.  W/we can sit with each other and just be.  No words necessary.  W/we can lie in bed for several hours and talk about anything.  And W/we do.  I can’t remember the last time I laid around in bed all day with someone.  Or even wanted to. 


He thinks about play and how it relates to U/us and is very thoughtful in the way O/our playtime unfolds.  He asks me what it is I want and is very patient when I can’t find the words to express what hides in the back of my mind.   Once it’s out He’ll talk to me about it and execute.  That also works both ways.  W/we discuss what it is He is wanting.   He wants U/us to explore what it is W/we both want out of this journey. 


He’s not an asshole kind of Dom.  In fact, He’s just not an asshole at all.   I’ve been involved with guys like that.  They think everyone has to be “on” at all times.  He makes me laugh and He loves to take care of me.  A lot of people take the human out of the interaction and always treat you like an option.  The problem I have with that kind of Dominance is that I’m a person with feelings and a job and a life.  And so is He.   I love humiliation and being treated like the lowliest slut on the planet for His use and He equally loves to dish it out.  But both of U/us know realistically how hard that is to maintain it all day every day.    


He also knows my submission to Him is just a step away from the surface.   It only takes a word.  A look.  The feel of His hand in a way I understand.  And I’m there.   W/we can be in a restaurant full of people and He can make me stop on a dime in thoughts and actions. 


He knew from the beginning that my submission was something He wanted me to want.  Of course He wanted it.  Wants it.  But what good is it when the other party doesn’t have the deepest wish to serve the other?  


Submission starts in the mind.  W/we talked about it.  He was getting to know me before He even touched me.  And W/we talked some more about it.  The negotiations.  He asked very pointed questions.  There was a questionnaire.  Why?  If you saw this questionnaire it has everything about BDSM on it and it’s several pages long.  It left no room for misinterpretation.   This Man doesn’t mince words or wastes time dancing around subjects.  He really wanted to know where my head was.    Nobody before Him asked me so in depth about what I would or wouldn’t do.  What I did or didn’t want.   


And while He doesn’t like to waste time dancing around those subjects, He certain takes His time to execute them.  W/we play for hours at a time.  Sometimes it’s four hours later when I come back to earth.  He never likes to rush play.  When I write about what W/we do, you’re reading snippets of what happens.  It would take way too long for me to write it out on here.  If you don’t see impact happen in a scene.  It happened.  If you don’t see how He forced me to orgasm for well over an hour before impact.  It happened.  Sometimes W/we break in between all of it and linger in bed for a little while before He grabs me and says “Now get the hell out of My bed and get your ass upstairs.”  


What’s not to love about that?


Guess what came in the mail today?……..

Sir loves to make a mess of me.  He likes to take the lady that is so put together in the outside world and turn her inside out.  A crying, blubbering mess.  Tear soaked face with mascara all over me.  Smeared lipstick.  A begging whore that loves to be used and wants more as soon as possible. 


I go to Him.  He seems to want to meet me in the Den lately.  His toys at the ready, neatly laid out on a tray.  He’s lounging in the deep, leather sofa. 


“Bring me the tray.”  He says.


He stands up lays out a waterproof throw to go over the leather footstool.  I set the tray on the sofa.  On goes my collar.  A deep kiss and then gently He pushes me back onto the footstool.  My legs straddle His and brace myself against the couch. 


“Guess what came in the mail today?”  He asks me.


My eyebrows go up and I smile.  “I have no idea, Sir.”


He reaches for the tray and gets a black box.  He opens it like presenting the most beautiful ring.  It’s my XL stainless steel butt plug.  I smile even more as He takes it out of the case and gives it to me to hold.  It’s heavy.  Really heavy.  Guaranteed to break the toilet.  Or your foot. 


“You’re only going to wear it to give me my massage.  I don’t want to break the toilet or have it end up in the crawl space under the house.” 


I giggled.  I flashed to the first time with the large one.


I hold onto it while He gets the lube and a glove for His hand.  I can feel Him start to massage my opening.  Slipping the tip in, making it hungry.  He keeps doing this, making me want more.  He slides a finger in.  He knows that’s not enough and slides in another.  I groan with pleasure.  He keeps a smooth and steady pace with His fingers and then a third slides in.  I start moving my hips and my ass just opens for Him. 


“Rub your clit.”  He tells me.


My ass clenches as I do. 


“You’re not going to get to cum yet.  W/we have all afternoon.”  I nod “Yes, Sir.” And His hand goes out to take the plug from me and slowly slides out His fingers.  The tip of the plug teases my skin.  He doesn’t take His eyes off my face as He slowly pushes the plug into my ready ass.  It slurps right in. 


I’m going to say that the larger size is actually more comfortable and makes me want to cum.   Immediately.  He plays with the handle, driving my body further to the point.  Pulling back when sensing I’m getting too close.  He flings my hand away from my clit and tells me “Enough.  Time for a massage.”


He helps me up from the footstool and I get used to the weight of the plug before I start walking up the stairs.  Slower than usual.  Making sure I don’t blow the plug down the stairs. 


He grips my ass before He lies down.  A finger finding the handle of the plug and pushing it in. 


I am acutely aware of it being in my ass the entire hour.  It’s just heavy enough to remind me with every arm stroke on His back. 


I barely talk during the massage and He notices.  I’m usually talking it up.  But not today.  I’m concentrating on clenching my ass. 


The massage is over and He wants me at the end of the table to take it out.  I’m not allowed to pee until He does.  Toilets need to stay intact. 


He slowly pulls on the handle.  Letting the plug stay at the opening and then Swoosh!  He pulls it out.  I let out a little gasp as the suction pulls against my skin. 


“Pee and come back to the playroom.”  He orders.


  “Yes, Sir.”  And I scurry off and return quickly.


He takes my hand as I come back into the playroom and leads me over to the leather chair in the corner.  One of the mirrors is directly to the side.  He stands me in front of it facing Him as He sits down. “Bend over to and put your hands on the arm rests.”  I bend over and He looks over at something behind me. 


He stands me up.  “Stay there.  You’re going to have your ass fucked in front of Me today.”


As I stand waiting, I can see in the mirror He’s taking a second mirror and positioning behind me.  Making sure I can see the reflections in both.  He comes back to the chair to see how it looks to Him from a sitting position.  He then takes the fucking machine and puts it behind me.  “Slide back onto it.”  He tells me.   I slide my ass little by little onto the lubed up dildo.  Once I’m fully on, He starts up the motor.  Slowly at first, getting me used to the rhythm.  I’m slightly bent over, my hands on the arm rests.  He looks at me in the mirror for a moment before standing me slightly to get into the chair.  The remote for the fucking machine in one hand and the Hitachi in the other.


My face is inches from His.  “Comfy?”  He asks.


“Yes, Sir.”  He speeds up the machine a little with my reply.  I groan while looking at Him.  His eyes dart back and forth to my face and the reflection of my ass being fucked. 


I hear the Hitachi turn on and He finds my clit.  My knees bend as I impale myself onto the machine, grinding myself into a frenzy.  He turns up the machine. 


“please….please……please…..pleasemayIcumSir…” I breathe out. 


His lips are at mine.  Not touching but whispering into them. 


“Not yet.  I’m enjoying this way too much to let you cum.”  He says.


“I love watching your ass getting fucked this way.”  He says.  “Look at your reflection.  You look gorgeous.”


I lift my head to look into the other mirror.  The machine is doing a steady in and out of my ass.  He pulls a nipple.  Turns up the machine.    My knees bend a little more, needing it.  I can’t even look at my reflection.  I think I’m going to lose my mind.  My body is starting to ride a wave.


“mayIcumSirmayIcumSirmayIcumSir.”  It’s impossible to hold it back. 


“Yeeeessssss……….”   He tells me and only a second later I’m losing control, ready to let it out and His mouth captures mine as I scream into Him.



White Trash Lust

I take one of my white shirts to Him this day.  I had already taken over a pair of old jeans I no longer wore.  He’s waiting for me on the leather sofa.  The jeans have already been cut, but no quite where He wants them.  I hand over the shirt, get undressed and present myself. 


He stands to put on my collar and kisses me hello.  Lingering.  Taking my ass cheeks in His hands and squeezing.  It almost knocks me over and I throw my arms around His neck to steady myself, still kissing Him. 


“I want you to put these on.”  He hands me the cut-offs.  I slide them on and button them.  “Turn around.”  He orders.  I turn and He bends me slightly so my ass pops out.  “Don’t move.” He tells me.  He has a marker in His hand and draws where He wants to cut them shorter, turning me as He goes.


“Ok, take them off.”  I shimmy out of them and give them back.   He goes to work for a few minutes while I watch porn on the flat screen.  Two girls going at it with a guy fucking both of their assess. 


He gives the shorts back to me and I slide them on.  They curve up my ass cheeks, but He wants them shorter.  I hold my arms up as He takes the scissors to them again.  Getting shorter and shorter.  He’s finally satisfied with how they look and has me put on the patent black leather Mary Jane heels and a white tank top.  “Go look at yourself.”  He motions to the bedroom. 


I look like a trashy bitch.  The shorts are halfway up my ass and my pussy lips are threatening to peek out.  I love it.  I come back and He has me change into the white button down shirt I brought to Him today.  I leave it unbuttoned and tie it under my rib cage.  He’s looking me over.


He immediately grabs me and forces me to my knees to suck His cock.  He only lets me do this a moment and grabs my hair and under my arm to haul my up and onto my knees in the chair.  He unbuttons my shorts and jerks them down around my thighs, forcing His cock into my pussy and pushing my head into the soft fabric of the chair.  Grinding and thrusting into me.  He pulls out and pulls me by the collar to the floor.  “Clean up your mess, slut.”  He orders me to clean off His cock with my mouth.  My tongue swirls around Him, lapping all of my juices up. 


“Enough.”  He pulls back from me.  I let out a little whimper.   I love His cock in my mouth.  “Later, bitch.  When you’ve earned it.” He tells me.  “Up.”


I get off the floor and He takes me into the bedroom.  The bed is set up for bondage.  “On your back.”  I slide up on the bed and position myself in the middle.  He takes off my jean shorts leaving them around one ankle.  He takes my wrist and ankle cuffs and put them on me, threading each one to a restraint.  I am completely immobile and open when He’s done. 


He goes to get His Hitachi and the Eleven.  It’s a monster stainless steel dildo.  I could use it as a weapon in an emergency.  He comes back to between my legs.  He has the lube nearby.  His hands run up my thighs, digging His fingers into me.  Telling me He’s going to use me like a trashy little whore.  The Hitachi goes to my clit.  I want to cum.  But He’s not going to let me.


“Don’t you dare cum without My permission, slut.”  He growls at me.  He wants to make me wait.  To beg. 


I’m breathing deeply, trying not to cum.  He sees it and holds up the Eleven.  “There’s no way for you to not cum.”  He taunts and takes away the Hitachi when He slides it in to my wet cunt.  Let there be a lesson on stainless steel toys and electricity.  I’ll write about that later……..

He starts sliding the Eleven in and around my G Spot.  You would think stainless wouldn’t feel good, but tell that to my cunt.  The Hitachi goes to my clit and I’m immediately ready to explode.


“Ohgodplease…..” I start to beg.  It’s a whisper.  But I don’t want to yet because it feels so fucking good.  So I hold on.  Letting it consume me. 


“It feels so good, please don’t stop.”  I keep saying it over and over.  I’m holding out, not begging.  I don’t want it to end.


He snaps me to attention.  “Beg or I’m going to take it away.  I’m getting bored.”  He starts to count and really fuck me with the dildo.


“ohgodohgodohgodohgodohgod………”  I just crash into waves of pleasure.  I think I try to come off the bed.  He keeps fucking me.  “Now you’re not going to stop.”  He orders. 




I convulse again and again.  He knows exactly where to push.  He takes it all away and my eyes I think are rolled back into my head. 


Before I even come to, I feel a riding crop start slapping my clit.  My breathe hitches between the pain and pleasure of it.  I love pussy torture.  He hits it in rhythm over and over.  I try to raise my hips up to meet each hit.  He stops and dives between my legs, taking my clit in His mouth.  Holy Fuck.  He swirls His tongue around my clit and sucks.  Oh My God.  The Hitachi is back. 


“Give it to me.  It’s mine.  I want it.”  He gives my body no choice.  I can hear me squirt against the Hitachi. 




He’s not done with me.


I’m swirling with pleasure and He’s unhooking the restraints.  “On your stomach.”  I hear.  I flip over and He starts with the Hitachi again on my clit.  His fingers barely at the opening of my ass.  I immediately want to reach up to Him.  But want to grind down into the Hitachi, too.  The Hitachi is winning and soon I’m begging to cum again.


“You want to cum, my little whore?”  He asks.




“Now!”  He commands and as I do He plunges the fingers that were teasing my ass into me.  It makes me cum harder and longer.


I may not be able to stand after this.


“Get on your knees.”  I hear and crawl into position.  He plunges His cock into my ass and my hand automatically reaches for His balls.  His fingers are gripping my hips and He’s telling me what a good girl I was today.  My reward is going to be His cum in my ass.  I can feel His balls tighten and He’s thrusting harder and faster.  There’s urgency.  Fucking me harder.


I groan with the thrusts.  “Take it, bitch.”  I can hear Him say as He unloads into me, pushing me harder into the bed.


“God damn you looked hot in those shorts.”  He grins as He rolls me over and kisses me.  “I think you should wear them to the next party.”


“Yes, Sir………” Looking back at Him over my shoulder.


So you want to be used…… I mean, a model?

I walk into the house.  He’s not lounging in the bedroom, but rather on His massive leather sofa, feet propped up on the equally massive foot rest.  “There she is…..”  He says looking up from His IPad.

I give a quick “Hello, Sir.” And go deposit my things and disrobe.  I go to the side of the couch, within arm’s reach of Him.  He reaches for my flesh, pulling on a nipple.  I breathe in, loving the sensation.  He pulls harder.  And then a little harder.  He reaches for my cunt with His other hand.  Knowing full well, I’m already wet. 


His hand is still in my pussy when He stands up to greet me.  One of my favorite parts is this.  I feel like I’m being devoured.  Breathing Him in.  You can smell excitement.  He spins me around and takes my collar from the side table and threads it around my neck.  He grabs my hair and pulls me back against Him with His lips at my ear.  His cock against my skin, His fingers finding my nipples with His other hand. 


“I’m going to have you put on a show for Me today.”  He whispers.   I try to press into Him, feeling skin to skin.  “Open your eyes.”  He tells me.  “This isn’t about you.  It’s about Me.” 


He keeps His face buried in my neck and hair.  Telling me how He plans to use me today.   His fingers leave my nipple and slide down to my dripping pussy, slipping in and out.  Coating them.  He brings them up to my mouth.  “Open.”  He commands, His voice is still low. 


I open my mouth and He slips His fingers in, rubbing all over the inside.  I can taste my excitement and it makes me even more wet.  He turns me around to face Him and kisses and sucks the excitement out of me, lingering.  His hands cupping my ass, kneading the flesh. 


When He finally pulls away, He tells me to go upstairs and get my plug and a pair of gloves.   I do as I’m told and quickly, running back downstairs without tripping and killing myself and handing Him the beautiful silver plug.  He walks away to hold it under warm water.  Nothing like an ice cold piece of steel in your little asshole. 


My amazing Sir returns shortly with the plug nicely warmed up for me.  He sits on the leather couch and pulls the footrest in front of Him, pointing to it.  “Kneel.”  He orders.  I go to my knees and elbows, exposing myself to Him.  I had put the gloves on the side table and He puts them on.  I feel lube dripping around my ass and His fingers start to massage around the opening.  He barely slips the tip of a finger in and I automatically push back a little.  Wanting more I push my ass up like a cat in heat and He slides in.  Then two.   He slides back out and I feel my plug at the opening.  Teasing me.  I hear a glove come off.


“On your back.” 


I flip over.  He slides me closer to Him.  He looks at me and decides He needs to see my face more and grabs a pillow from a chair, propping my head on top of it.  He sits back down between my legs.  “Better. “  He says smiling.    “I want you to not take your eyes off me today.  Do you understand?”


I nod and say “Yes, Sir.”


He pours more lube onto my pussy and slides His fingers into me. “Play with yourself.  I want to see a show.”  He tells me.


I hold my gaze to His as I begin to rub my already swollen clit.  His fingers sliding in and out of my pussy.  Finding all my sweet spots.  My body betrays me when I’m excited.  I can’t hide anything.  My nipples are as hard as rocks.  My G Spot is a G Zone.  My pupils are blown wide open.  Just like my legs.  My hips can’t help but to move. 


I want to close my eyes and soak in the sensations but I know if I do, he’ll stop. 


He still has a glove on one hand.


I’m getting close as His rubbing gets more intense.  Like a cat in heat I start to moan and move more.  His fingers are at the base of my ass, ready to enter.  I move towards Him.  Wanting them to slide in.  When He does I’m seconds away from release. 


“Please…..please….please…..”  Is my only request.  


He picks up the speed.  Trying to look into His eyes and keep from cumming are proving difficult.  I need to cum.


“OhmygodmayIpleasecumSir”  it’s all one jumbled word of need.


“No.  Not yet.” 

“Ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod……”  I may lose it.


He knows I’m beyond ready.  “Do. Not.  Scream.”  He says.  That means be quiet.  Let the sensations do the talking.  It makes me really feel what’s happening to me.  I just stare at Him.  My body losing control as His fingers are plunging in and out of me.  I finally let out a “Thank You, Sir” after the convulsions end.


The other glove comes off.  He looks at me for a moment, smiling at how He makes me become a wanton whore in His hands.  He turns to find the butt plug and holds it up to my already used asshole.  One little push and it’s sucked right in. 


He holds out His hand to help me to my feet and leads me into the master bedroom.  He has new white thigh high stockings for me and white heels.  He loves the 1950’s housewife look and white always reminds Him of it.  I slide them on.  They come up to the crease of my ass, just like He likes them.  I put the shoes on.  He looks me up and down and takes the back of my neck and leads me upstairs. 


The massage table is out and one of the red covered wedges is at the end.  Red rope and my cuffs are on a side table.  One of the mirrors is positioned at the end of the table. 


He leads me to the end and bends me over.  Getting me into place, spreading my legs.  He gets my wrist cuffs and secures them, telling me to get onto my elbows.  For me to look into the mirror.  He takes a length of rope and starts to loop and tie around my waist and then my ass and hips.  One of the knots is sitting on my clit and the tie forces my ass cheeks to open exposing the plug and my pussy.   He gets the cube to sit on and the Hitachi.


“Remember what I told you.  Don’t take your eyes off me.”  He reminds me in a low voice.  


“Yes, Sir.”  I say looking at His reflection.


He goes to one of the tables in the room.  Click.  His camera is in His hands.  He plans to capture our play.  A few more clicks of the camera and He puts it down to turn His attention to me.  He’s back into view of the mirror again, sitting down between my legs and turning on the Hitachi.  He puts it on the knot where my clit is under.  The vibration is just enough to drive me crazy but not over the edge.  Which is driving me crazier by the second.  He slides a few fingers into my cunt.  I don’t dare take my eyes off of Him.   I try to move down onto the Hitachi and His fingers.  God, it’s driving me mad.  He knows it and keeps teasing me into a frenzy.  He plays with my plug and decides it needs to come out because His cock needs to be in its place. 


He deposits the plug onto the dresser and comes to the side of the table with a bottle of lube.  “Give me your hands.”  He orders.  The slippery lube coats my hand and I reach out for His cock.  Getting Him ready for my ass.  Click goes the camera.  And then another Click.  He puts the camera on the massage table.  And walks behind me.  “I want to fuck your little ass.”


He grabs the rope around my waist and slides into me.  We’re watching each other’s faces as He does.  It drives Him to thrust harder.  He slides out and comes around to the side of the table again squirting more lube into my hands.  I can smell my ass on His cock.  My tongue reaches out to the head and I can’t quite get to Him.  I’m an ass to mouth kind of girl.  He goes back to between my legs, grabbing onto the rope and sliding back into me. 


“You’re just my little fucktoy today, aren’t you?”  He asks between thrusts. 


“Yes, Sir.”  I groan out.  “Please cum in my ass….” I beg. 


I say it again.  “Please cum in my ass, Sir……please.  Please…..” God it feels so good feeling Him slide in and out of me.  He pulls the rope harder, getting closer.  Watching me the entire time while He’s fucking me.  “Please cum in my ass, Sir.”  I say again.  He loves when I beg for Him to. 


“Dirty.  Little.  Whore.”  The words spill out as He cums and pulls me harder into Him.  His eyes stay on mine as He unloads into me. 


He slides out, sitting back down on the cube.  He unties the rope and takes away the knot from my clit.  The Hitachi hits me with full speed and His fingers are inside of me.  He wants His orgasm.  Now. 


I’m still looking at Him in the mirror and my body needs release.  I bend my knees to move up and down, pushing my clit into the machine.  His fingers press all over my spot and then He takes them on either side and rubs back and forth.  That’s it.  I need it.  Right now. 


“pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease.”  I beg like a little whore.


“Give it to Me.” 


My eyes can barely focus as I explode.


“Please don’t stop, please don’t stop.”  I just repeat it over and over and explode again.  I think cum shoots out of my ass about then.


He lets me lie there.  Slumped over, rope hanging from my side.




He captures me slumped over and my thoroughly used ass, taking several pictures.


He helps me stand after a few minutes, unthreading the rest of the rope and walks me over to the cross, securing my wrists.  His hands get into my hair and pull my head back to Him.


“So you want to be a model?”  He whispers.   


I can’t even answer.  He pushes my head forward and starts to spank me bare handed.  Over and over.  After being used and cumming, my skin is very sensitive and I react more at the stinging.  ‘I want your ass nice and red.”  He says.


He keeps spanking me.  He leaves and brings back a paddle.  Then a riding crop.  Then a cane.  The yardstick.  A flogger.  I’m floating away.  I don’t know what came next.  My head has fallen back and I feel Him push me forward again.  He keeps going and I have no idea how long He does. 


I do know He stops at some point and walks away.  I’m in a different universe and don’t hear the click of the camera at all. 


So you want to be a model.


Butt Plugs and the Essential Art of Peeing with One In

Gotta pee?  You will before you read the end of this.  Gotta pee with a butt plug in?  Good luck with all that. 


To those of you that have one of the most used objects in BDSM used on us, it can be a little bit of a challenge.  Coming from a woman’s point of view that is. 


My Sir loves to use plugs with me.  LOVES.  So I am faced with this regularly.    He also uses the heavy, stainless steel ones that are meant to fall slightly forward towards the area of your G Spot.  The kind that can and will do damage to property if not looked after properly.


He bought that for me this past year.  When I opened the box and held it in my hand my first thought was “Damn, that’s heavy.”  Drop it on your toe and break it kind of heavy.  It feels lovely in, though.  It presses just right towards the vaginal wall.  Making me want to pee sometimes.  Hell, I was wearing it yesterday.  I made sure I emptied my bladder before presenting myself and I still thought I needed to go less than 30 minutes later. 


But I digress.  I love them.  He loves them.  So how does one deal with the pee issue? 


And by issue I mean trying to pee without it shooting out of you like a cannon while on the toilet thereby smashing said toilet into smithereens and causing the biggest flood since the parting of the Red Sea.  That kind of issue.   


First of all, don’t forget it’s in your little asshole.  And that little asshole has lube.  Kinda need lube to get the sucker in there.  The runway is already slick like LaGuardia in a winter storm, folks. 


“I can clench.” You say.  Sure you can.  Make sure the plumber is on speed dial and you know where and how to shut off the water supply when attempting this trick.  The act of sitting down causes those ass cheeks to spread a little thereby opening you up.  I tried clenching the first time with my new plug.   I sat down. “Ok, we’re good, I think I can do this.”  I said to myself.  I get a little more comfortable; relax just a little so I can go. 


Why can’t I go?  What’s taking so long?  I sit there.  On my throne, waiting.  Nothing.  I sit up straight and while trying to clench my ass, I bear down to pee and that thing shoots out of me at what I can guess is the speed of sound.  Hitting the bottom of the bowl.




“What was that?”  Came the alarmed voice of my Sir from downstairs.  And then I heard Him coming up said stairs.  Quickly.


I was mortified and wide eyed.  Holding my breath as I turned around to look.  I just stood there.  Staring.  The toilet wasn’t broken.  The plug sitting at the bottom.  How the hell I managed to not crack the porcelain is beyond me. 


He hurries into the bathroom, going directly to the toilet.  Both of U/us look at each other.  Look at the plug sitting in the toilet.  Back to each other.  I reach down to get it.  What?  You’re not going to get your brand new expensive piece of art from the bottom of an abyss? 


It’s obviously fine.  The toilet is fine.  He flushes it to make sure.  W/we both heaved a sigh of relief.  I still haven’t gone to the bathroom.  I frankly forgot when I scared myself beyond shitless.


Having survived that, I knew the next time would be sure disaster.  So now I hold onto the plug while sitting on the toilet.  Yes, hold onto the plug.  This one has a little handle on it so I can slide one of my fingers through.  Yes, it’s awkward.  You have to get your toilet paper before you sit.  Trust me, there’s way too much to have to think about than toilet paper.  Get it first.  Hold onto or push the plug slightly back towards your ass.  Sit.  Get comfy having to bend over holding onto something that is going to push back against your fingers. 


If you have one of the lovely plugs I have that fall forward, you’re going to have to turn it, getting it away from the wall.  A lot of other plugs aren’t built that way, so you may be able to relax and pee without doing that.   


Now relax.  Turn the water in the sink on before hand.  Think of something else.  Count to ten.  Whatever it takes.  Your mind is too occupied with the plug and clenching and not breaking shit. 


Pee yet?  If so good, if not medical play may be in your future.  I’m not into catheters so that’s not an option for me. 


Now wipe your sweet little pussy and while holding onto that plug, stand up.  DO NOT LET GO until you are fully standing. 


Congrats, you made it. 


Is your Master making you wear one in public?  Out to dinner, no less?  With a sexy little dress, no panties and high heels?  My best advice:  Don’t drink a fucking thing.  If you can’t get away from that, then for the love don’t drink beer. 


If you have to go in a public restroom looking like a sexy beast with your little jeweled butt plug in and those heels are on?  Right.  This just got one hundred times harder. 


Ok…here it goes for that scenario.


First of all, if you’re drunk I can’t help you.  Fact of life.  I’ll just read about how you demolished public property on some other site and laugh my ass off.  But if you’re capable of following directions then get the toilet paper first.  Pull up that sexy little dress.  Hopefully you don’t have to wrestle with the dress or even worse, dress pants.  In which case they end up on the floor and hopefully nobody pissed on the floor.  Next back up to the toilet while holding your plug in the other hand.  You’re going to squat in high heels.  If you workout this may be a little easier.  I found high heels don’t know if you workout or not, especially when you’re drinking.


The manner in which you have to squat in heels is not going to be a straight down squat, you pitch forward.  Don’t forget to brace yourself with the tissue hand against the wall or the stall as you squat.  Unless you want to face plant yourself into the door.  If you somehow manage to pee with all that going on, I applaud you.  Same rules apply while standing away from the toilet as before.  Hold onto the plug until you’re safely away. 


My Sir has already said He’s getting me the XL plug.  Said it’s less expensive than replacing a toilet and cleaning up a flood.