Holiday shenanigans – part one

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Going back a few weeks to the beginning of August Mistress and I went on holiday to Portugal. We’d rented a huge villa with five bedrooms, a pool and hot tub, it was absolutely gorgeous and completely over the top for just the two of us but Mistress wanted to spoil us and who am I to argue with her?

The first week we barely left the villa and in fact I went a full four days, over 92 hours, without putting on a shred of clothing which is a record for me I think. It wasn’t my decision, obviously, but I did find it quite liberating not worrying about what to wear all the time. Mistress did not join me in the nakedness for the most part which I also enjoyed, her being dressed while I am naked is a nice subtle (maybe not so subtle for “normal people”) reinforcement of our positions which I enjoy.

Whilst for that period I wasn’t afforded clothing, for the entire holiday I was afforded the relaxation of my “one orgasm per week” rule which was truly divine! In fact one of the days whilst naked was at the extreme other end of the spectrum to denial. After a leisurely breakfast I went to lay by the pool whilst Mistress took a shower, I laid in the sun for a short while and then moved my sunbed into the shade as I burn pretty easily and that definitely isn’t a pain I enjoy!

About twenty minutes later Mistress appeared in a bikini and sarong carrying a beach bag. She headed over to me and I smiled up at her from my prone position. Smiling back she took my nearest arm and buckled a leather cuff around it before laying it above my head and proceeding to do the same with the other wrist. Finally she looped a piece of rope around the top of the sun bed and tied my cuffs to it. I still had plenty of movement but my arms where obviously now restrained above my head.

She took her little bag of tricks down and knelt beside me and with a simple touch and no words had me lift my legs into a frog position to give her access to my holes. I closed my eyes in anticipation, my pussy had become wet as soon as I’d seen her coming down the stairs towards me and now as I waited to find out what she would do to me next I could feel the heat building there.

I bit my lip as she slid something easily between my lips and it push through my opening but all too soon it was pulled back out. Then it was at my other opening, I realise the first “dip” had merely been to coat the item in my ready supply of lubricant to allow it a slightly easier passage into my ass.

There’s no denying that my ass is well used at this point and not the tight hole it was before I met Miss, however it is by no means “slack” (disgusting word) so I still felt the stretching sensation as she forced the item into me and the satisfying feeling as it slid inside and my hole retracted around its base confirming it was a plug and not a dildo that she had just sodomised me with.

As it turned out my pussy wasn’t going to be left out, another similar shaped item was pushed into it leaving me feeling quite full down there and then some gentle pressure on the top of informed me to put my legs back down. As I returned to a fully prone position I felt something cold on the back of my thighs which was quickly revealed to be a belt as Mistress wrapped it around my upper thighs tight enough to keep them in position and buckled it.

Mistress knows me completely and intimately but I also know her so I knew what it was that now filled my holes. Whilst I was in New York Mistress had used the Lovense Lush and Hush vibrators to torment me from another continent, this time it was just from the other side of the pool as she laid down and I felt them gently come to life inside me.

These are the best vibrators/eggs/plugs I have come across, the sensations they provide are amazing. The lush in particular sits right against my g-spot and can have my cuming in no time if set to a high enough setting. Mistress had the both running but only on the lowest setting which was only enough to get my breathing going.

My upper body was slightly inclined in the sun bed so I could see Mistress across the pool from me, sun hat and glasses on either looking at me or the iPad propped up on her knees. I could see her hand moving across the screen and kept bracing for a change in the sensations but for at least twenty minutes they just hummed gentle inside me keeping my mind focused on them but nothing more.

Then, just as I’d laid my head back to relax and enjoy the sensations the plug ramped up to full speed causing an involuntary “fuuuuuck” to escape my lips after which the pussy vibe synchronised with it and I couldn’t say anything at all as my body tensed and arched.

She left them there for a minute until somehow she knew I was on the verge of coming and then she dropped them both back down to the gentle hum, it wasn’t a ruin, more like an edge and I was left extremely horny and couldn’t sit still after that.

My legs were bound to a degree but I could still sort of rub them against each other in an attempt to create a sensation between my legs which I did but completely in vain as the “almost orgasm” faded away and I was just left squirming for the next hour and a half as she randomly adjusted the power of the vibrations in my holes. Sometimes they would come up together, sometimes just one or the other and sometimes alternating between the two but always just long enough to get me close but not over the edge.

I don’t really know how to describe how it feels to be tortured with pleasure, or the promise of pleasure for so long. It’s a sort of desperation, she’d forced an orgasm to be the entire focus of my being but denied it me for over an hour. Then one time when she had both vibes on full and then slowly began to back them off again I felt genuine despair and said “No! PLEASE!” despite myself.

Mistress immediately got up and slowly walked around the pool to me whilst still slowly reducing the power in the vibes. When she reached me I was blushing, I hate it when I can’t control myself like that, I love being her obedient pet and begging her to let me come is definitely not obedient but,technically, it worked.

She looked down at me and said “Please what?” to which I just sort of stared up at her, in my defence my mind was completely fuzzy! After a few seconds it obviously became clear to her I wasn’t going to respond so she shrugged and said “OK” then used her phone to turn the vibes back on to full.

As my orgasm built quickly back up I watched her walk to the stairs, up them and out of my view just before that gorgeous warm relief flooded my body and I moaned probably much louder than I should have outdoors.

The thing is though, the vibrations didn’t stop, or abate, or give me any time to recover and my orgasm quickly joined into a second and then third and with Mistress nowhere to be seen the tsunami of sensation overwhelmed me pushing coherent thought from my mind as I writhed on the sun lounger for another twenty minutes until thankfully the batteries ran out of the plug and then shortly after the vibrator.

As it turned out Mistress had been on the balcony filming me the whole time and returned to hold me. My whole body was shaking, almost shivering and I was coated in sweat as well as whatever had leaked out of me whilst I was having a years worth of orgasms.

Eventually I recovered enough to form a normal thought and thanked Mistress for….well, all of it and then we took a swim together whilst the vibes recharged.

I have more to write about from holiday, this isn’t even the really good part yet but it has ended up quite long so I’ll leave this post here and move straight on to the next one, more to come soon x

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The sting

WaspClit

A few years ago I saw a video of a wasp being held between some plastic tweezers and then being pushed against a girls clit. It was a close up shot that didn’t show anything except her pussy but you could hear her screams as the little fucker stung her clit, actually leaving it’s sting in her.

Watching this made me so wet, I’ve been stung by a wasp before and I know how much it hurts, not just at the time but for hours afterwards as the initial burning sting turns into a dull ache that last for ages. And that was just on my hand.

The other day, Friday, I was reminded of this video whilst discussing other things with someone on Tumblr. The discussion had veered towards a subject that I used to enjoy and practice when I was single, ways to implement torture that is “automated”.

When I used to do a lot of self bondage all of the ideas and stories I read had a strong focus on safety and making sure you had a way out of the predicament if you needed it. I completely understand the reasons for that and if someone ask me for advice I would probably say the same thing but for me the best self bondage scenes were when I didn’t have a way out or any way to prevent the things happening to me until the scenario had played itself out.

My main tool for achieving this was a my timer locking padlocks, sadly both now broken, and a plastic timer locking box that was actually intended for locking your chocolate chip cookies away and I got off Amazon.

Some of the things I did were definitely not advisable but I like to play on the edge of advisable! An example is one time when I restrained myself in a dog cage having secured the business end of a curling iron inside my pussy. Once I was tied up I couldn’t escape, the keys to the locks that held me were in the lock box and wouldn’t be available for a few hours, I was living alone and in an upstairs room where no one could see in so I was 100% at the mercy of the timer box (this is when you wonder if you should have changed the batteries first!).

I wasn’t completely reckless, I’d tested how long the curling iron took to heat up to wear I could still hold it in my hand and then how long it took to cool down again. A scheduled plug socket (also from Amazon) was then programmed (and thoroughly tested!) to turn the curling iron on for that specific length of time before turning back off to cool down, and repeat.

My pussy, being obviously much more sensitive than my hand, felt like it was cooked from the inside out every time the curling irons heat built up inside me going from a little warmth, to hot to almost unbearable just before the clicked off. There was a noticeable drop in the sensation as soon as the heat source was removed but they then cooled down slowly only to click back on.

By the end of the four hours that I’d set the timer for I’d shed several tears and was desperate to get them out of me. My pussy was raw and sore for days and it was still painful when I was fucked over a week later, not that I let on.

All that is an aside to demonstrate my deep interest in tortures that can’t be undone once they are applied, things that can’t be relieved by begging, pleading and empathetic dominant or even a safe word. Other examples are saline injections, chilli on sensitive parts etc. I love the feeling that what is happening to me is inescapable and no matter how much I want it to stop it isn’t going to and I’ll just have to take it.

So anyway, this is how I got on to talking about the wasp stinging video and my idea for a way to do it. This was initially a self bondage idea but as that is no longer necessary for me it played out a little differently.

First of all Mistress had me take a shower after work and then she came in and cleaned me thoroughly. She washed my hair for me and then ran a soapy shower puff all over my skin, over my pussy and up between my ass cheeks ensuring every part of my skin was clean before using a shower douche attachment to ensure both of my holes were just as clean. It was very intimate and humiliating and got us both in the mood to play.

Whilst she showered I dried my body and hair, put on some cuffs and then minimal makeup and was kneeling by the bed when she came in to get herself ready. She dressed in some skinny jeans and just a bra and tied her hair back still wet, no makeup, she looked stunning.

After pulling me up onto the bed she laid me on my back and straddled me whilst she lent forward to attach my cuffs to the bed posts then slid off and pulled my legs down so my arms were taught. I laughed, because it tickles a bit when my arms are stretched too far, she just smiled and said “You won’t be laughing in a minute sweety” and I felt a warm flush run through my body. It’s amazing the effect she can elicit with just a few words!

She retrieved some larger cuffs and strapped them tightly around my upper thighs and then clipped my ankle cuffs to them to put my legs in a frog position and then used ropes to attach the thigh cuffs to the bed slats just above where my waist was. The effect being that my legs were spread wide and pulled up so that I was completely immobile and my pussy was totally exposed. It is such a vulnerable position to be in and it invokes delicious feelings inside me waiting and wondering what she will do to me next.

As it turns out she strapped a ball gag into my mouth (which she probably should have done before I was completely immobile and unable to lift my head, just saying) and then left me there for a couple of minutes returning with the small glass that I had trapped a wasp with an hour earlier, she held a piece of paper over the top of it and then flipped it over before placing it on my stomach and saying “Don’t lose him” before disappearing again.

I watched the wasp sitting happily enough in the glass whilst trying not to move and tip the glass over. I’m not scared of wasps but I don’t really like them, I think they are aggressive and will sting you for no real reason other than they want to. Mistress returned with a flogger and without any ceremony began to flog my tits.

The flogger is heavy and after a few of the stronger strikes begins to grow in sensation, my whole body begins to warm and I involuntarily pull at my wrist cuffs but I’m going nowhere. My helplessness feels amazing and I bask in the masochistic high as my tits redden and burn under her attention.

I’m breathing heavily when the flogging ends, I realise I’ve been pushing my breasts out and I know I am wet but she runs her fingers along my pussy and shows me the wetness anyway. She likes to remind me how much I love being at her mercy and being treated this way. Amazingly the glass is still upright on my stomach with the wasp just chilling out.

Mistress holds up the clit pump, it’s a little glass tube with a plastic connector on one end, a removable tube attaches to that and has a little hand pump on the other end. She pulls my lips apart and finds the perfect spot for the tube, squeezing the handle a little to pull my clit and its surround flesh into the tube just enough to hold it in place. A couple more pumps on the handle is all it takes to pull my clit into the tube and the weird intense feeling of having your clit force-ably engorged start.

She let me experience the sensation for a minute or two and then released the vacuum and pulled the tube off me with a slight pop. I know you’re thinking my clit was now swollen up to the size of a brussels sprout but it doesn’t quite work like that, after only a couple of minutes of being pumped it just goes back to its usual size, albeit more sensitive and maybe a little swollen.

I watched intently as Mistress first tried to tip the wasp into the suction cup, then jiggle it in and eventually use the piece of paper to knock it in which seemed to wake it up a little. She held the paper over the end until it settled about half way up the tube.

Very gently she then placed the tube back over my clit and pumped it a little to get it to stay in place. I held my breath when she did this but the wasp didn’t move at all until she gave the handle another faster pump, then it sort of buzzed around a little and landed back where it was. My clit had been sucked a little into the tube now and the wasp was about a centimetre from it.

She was being gentle so as not to suck the wasp into the vacuum mechanism (or whatever) so she gave it another little squeeze pulling my clit closer to the black and yellow little beast but it still didn’t move.

Mistress decided to try a different approach and fired up a little bullet vibe and touched the tube with it, several things happened at once. The vibrations shot through the tube and through my clit, it was intense and I gasped into my gag but then a crazily intense searing pain burned into my clit and my eyes flew open.

She later told me that the wasp immediately took flight when she touched the tube with the vibrator and tried to land on the other side but then flew straight onto my swollen clit, landed and stung it.

You know when something hurts you scream and shout and swear but when something really hurts you can’t even make a sound? It was like that, my whole body tensed and every limb pulled on it’s bonds trying to get to my pussy but Mistress is good at bondage. The pain was so very very intense and just seemed relentless.

Mistress said that she only realised it had sting me because of my violent reaction but then she looked closely and could see it’s sting embedded in my clit and it just kept it there rather than retracting it.

I’m speculating here but I think what happens when you get stung normally is that you swat at the area and the wasp makes a run for it, either retracting their sting or losing it in the escape attempt. This means that the sting only delivers a small percentage of the venom it is capable of. I don’t know if this was a particularly evil wasp, was pissed off at being put in this position or what but it just sat there delivering more and more venom into the most sensitive part of my body and it was excruciating!

After more than a minute of my writing and pulling at bonds Mistress pressed the release button and pulled the tube off, the wasp immediately flew away but it didn’t stop the burning, stinging sensation that was permeating my now quite swollen clit. She wasted no time, she had the magic wand ready and it went straight on to the little bud of fire.

Now I was screaming! I can’t explain the intense sensation of it, it was so unbelievably intense pain and pleasure all bundled up. At first I just wanted it to stop and was shaking my head and pleading with her to stop but then that gave way to something else. It was still agony but at the same time an orgasm was building, I could feel it starting just under the burning pain and as she slipped her fingers inside my very wet and very hot hole my head stopped shaking and my protests waned.

My arms and legs were untied from the bed but left in their frog position before Miss climbed on top of me once again, this time without jeans and as my own swollen and burning clit throbbed I sucked on hers until she came on my face.

It was difficult to sleep that night, the pain didn’t subside much for hours and even the next evening it was still sore and aching but there was nothing to do except endure the pain. Mistress has already told me that she wants to do this again and has a plan to “enhance” the strength of the sting, I really do not think it needs enhancing but she didn’t ask for my opinion!

Six months

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We are six months into 2018 already, where did that go? It’s been a fairly busy year for me so far though so I thought I would catch you up on the progress of the goals I was set at the beginning of the year.

However before I do that, a few people have mentioned to me that although they enjoy reading about the various goings on in my life they miss the more graphic and sexually oriented posts that used to be more common on here.

I understand, I know you want that stuff but there are two problems. Firstly I have been pretty much posting every week for this whole year which is a massive upswing on previous years. The problem with posting that much is I need to find things to write about and there just aren’t enough sessions to fill up all those posts. Which brings me on to the second problem which is that we haven’t had many proper sessions at all lately due to all sorts of other things that are going on in our lives.

The most interesting thing (from your point of view) that we have done is test out Mistresses new “cane”. Which is actually a very thin but sturdy metal bar that she decided would be good to use as a cane. The thing about canes rather than something like a panel is that they have very little surface area so if you swing a cane and a paddle with the same force the paddle will slow down as it catches the air much more than a cane. Also the force of the impact is spread over the surface of the paddle which is larger than the canes, all of which means the cane hurts more and leaves more of a mark, in my experience.

This metal cane is nasty! Mistress gave me thirty swats in groups of five and after the first I was struggling to hold my position. It’s a really stingy feeling when it hits which isn’t my favourite feeling from an impact toy, it borders on non-fun pain which is why this particular cane is going to be reserved for punishments, or so I’m told.

So, yes I understand you want more of that stuff and I have a couple of ideas of things I can resurrect from the past and write about, the “dogging week” for example, and also Mistress and I intend to do some playing soon which I will also write about, although at the moment it’s just too damn hot for those shenanigans!

In the meantime, my goals update:

goal12Submit to a permanent body modification of my choosing.

This is absolutely complete now. My nipples have been transformed into beautiful little hearts via tattoos around them the same colour as my nipples, and I am so happy with how they turned out. Also, my septum has now been pierced and it currently healing up nicely. We have replaced the ring that I was wearing turned up into my nose with a small plastic thing which is stretching the hole a little wider whilst staying invisible to anyone who sees me.

Spend four weeks in chastity.

This is still pending but is definitely going to happen and I’m not looking forward to it at all. There won’t be a belt or anything, just a complete lack of any sexual contact from anyone. At least it will be a break from the daily ruined orgasms I suppose!

Contact and make peace with the person who caused her to leave London.

This has now happened and I have to say I do feel like a huge weight has been lifted off me. It’s weird because I didn’t really think about it anymore and it didn’t affect me on a day-to-day basis but I do feel…I don’t know, freer.

Give an orgasm to 52 people that she hadn’t met before 2018.

This is still on target and I should easily do it by the end of the year as the current count is 38 which is composed of:

  • 21 men
    • 11 oral
    • 4 vaginal
    • 5 anal
    • 1 hand
  • 16 women
    • 13 oral
    • 2 fingers
    • 1 dildo gag
  • 1 trans
    • 1 oral, anal & vaginal

Speak to her mother every other day.

Not an exciting one but I know it has had a positive effect on my mother. My sister has also started calling her on the days in between so she never goes a day without speaking to one of us. It can feel like a chore at times but once I’m speaking to her I know it is worth it.

FYI, she wants to organise the whole wedding!

Achieve an average daily views count of 500 on this blog.

This is proving a real challenge and I don’t know if I’ll be able to achieve it. At half way through the year I’ve just beat 2017’s total views (which was by far my best year until now) but I’m still coming out at an average of 483 views per day currently. Bearing in mind that 2017’s average was 234 a day that’s still pretty good, just not good enough.

Buy a new house with me (Mistress).

This is happening, it’s a long process with lots of external factors but it all seems to be going through. The house we found is perfect, or at least it will be once we gut half of it, rebuild, redecorate and then build a proper room in the basement to deck out as a dungeon/play room. We expect to have the keys in the next couple of months.

Have her septum pierced.

Done, as I mentioned before the piercing is done and healing and already being stretched in preparation to take a sort of flesh tunnel thing. We are talking to someone about making that permanent, so at least very tight-fitting so if you were to look directly up my nose (why you’d want to I’m not sure) it would look sort of integrated into my nose and won’t move around. Once that’s done Miss will be able to thread whatever she wants through it, padlock, leash etc.

Experience Domming a submissive.

This still hasn’t really got off the ground although I know Mistress is going to force the issue at some point, Miss Hannah has already suggested that she can give me some pointers so I know it is being discussed between Mistress and her Dominant friends.

Achieve two of her fantasies.

This is half done, I have completed a weekend with a trans person and will write about that soon. The other one that WILL be completed this year is to have a Torture Galaxy scene recreated on me. If you aren’t familiar with their work you should check it out, it is very extreme. If you want to suggest one of their scenes in the comments Miss will take opinions into account when deciding which one to undertake.

Fully expose her lifestyle to at least one person who has known her in real life for more than five years.

I’ve not got anywhere with this one, I sort of have a person in mind and have begun to express somewhat more liberal views on sex and sexuality when talking to them in recent weeks but I’ve not even broached the concept of BDSM to them, I’ll keep you informed!

Exceed her current “most painful torture”.

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This, I have no doubt, will be achieved in the torture galaxy scene which promises to be brutal and extreme. As depicted to the right he doesn’t hold back with what he inflicts on the girls and I know that Mistress can be every bit as sadistic.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dinner party

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A while ago I started to tell you about a dinner party that Mistress and I were involved in but I ran out of time to finish the post because I was going out for my birthday dinner which turned out to be a proposal dinner and you know the rest.

Assuming you’ve read the first part I will carry on where I left off. We’d served drinks and the dominants, three male and three female, were enjoying the service very much as we kept a drink in their hands and provided nibbles (actual food nibbles not what you’re thinking, perverts!).

When it was time to seat the guests three of us approached a Domme each, not our own, and asked politely for them to follow us, then took their drink and led them into the dining room pulling out their chair for them and then unravelling their napkin and placing it across their lap. When we had seated the first group I stayed with them, disappearing into a corner, whilst the other two went back to join Emma (who was still with the three Doms and they repeated the process with the men.

Honestly we put so much effort into the pomp and ceremony of it all but it was worth it because the Dominants loved it! Shortly after we seated them we returned with the starter. The cooks had to stop what they were doing so that we could all take a bowl of the soup and parade into the room carrying it up on one hand, then, in perfect synchronicity with Sophie we laid the bowls in front of them. They all laughed and clapped at our display.

Honestly it probably looked ridiculous, six half naked women marching in with bowls of soup and concentrating so intently on not spilling them and placing them down together.

It only took two of us to maintain the drinks so myself and Emma did that while the two cooks and the other two girls all went back to prepare the main course. I must have been groped by every person sitting at the table in one way or another. One Dom ran his hand up the back of my leg whilst I poured his drink, a Domme did something similar but digging her sharp nails into my inner thigh as she did it. Another Dom tightly squeezed a generous handful of my ass and a Dom and Domme seated next to each other made a valiant attempt to extend my nipples whilst I poured their drinks.

My Mistress reached between my legs from behind and slipped two fingers under the crotch of my thong and then sucked on her wet fingers when she pulled them back out. All the attention had got me good and wet but Mistresses touch was extra special and strangely intimate considering the setting.

The dinner was going without a hitch, we served the main course in the same way as the starter and achieved it flawlessly once more and then once we’d served the desert we all knelt in a row against the back wall as we waited for them to finish.

There were lots of random discussions going on and it wasn’t always easy to hear what was being said but I heard my name several times and at one point my “lesson” with Emma was definitely being discussed as well as my history with Miss Hannah. For those of you that don’t know I have known her for a long time but we met as subs, she was the sub of a friend of my Domme at the time and we spent a lot of time together but lost touch when my relationship ended. When we later reconnected she had become a switch and eventually a full on Domme.

After desert Sophie, one of the other girls and I organised coffee for everyone complete with little mint chocolates and then the subs all retired to the lounge to wait for them to finish, our jobs as cooks and waitresses for the evening was done but our work was far from complete.

The rest of the evening was a mystery to us and there was much speculation between us about how it would go but we all fell silent as the dominants entered the room chatting amongst themselves.

The furniture was arranged so that there were arm chairs and sofas around a coffee table and once seated the dominants all called their subs to kneel in front of them and very quickly every dominant was receiving oral stimulation from their property.

Mistress spread her legs for me, she was wearing a long dress with a high split up on leg so when she spread her legs it slid open to reveal her naked pussy. I immediately buried my head in between her thighs and began to run my tongue between the wet folds and then circle her clit.

After what I later learned was a minute my head was roughly yanked back by my pony tail and Mistress said “Next!”. When I looked around the girl who’d been knelt next to me was crawling to the man that was sat next to her Dom and I quickly realised what was happening. With a quick glance at my Mistresses smiling face I crawled as attractively as I could to fill the other girls place.

The man’s cock was already protruding from his unfastened trousers and glistened with the saliva of his sub, I ran my tongue up it’s length and then took the head into my mouth to begin. I’d barely started to taste his precum when he pulled me off him and and I was sent to the next Dom.

After him there were two Domme’s to satisfy and neither of them were disappointed, both were letting out small moans before they pulled me away and both left evidence of their arousal on my face.

My final spoke in the wheel was a Dom, the host of the party, and I immediately took his well sucked member into my mouth. I figured he was already fairly “ready” so I skipped my usual warm up moves and just pushed my mouth down onto him until my bottom lip was touching his balls and the head was in my throat.

My deep throating skills are definitely improving but I can’t hold it there for long so I took long strokes so that the head of his cock slid out of my throat, got a little attention from my tongue and then slid back in for a few seconds. It became apparent after a couple of minutes that this was our last stop so I quickened the pace and he rested his hand on the back of my head.

I would almost certainly have gagged if he’d cum while his cock was in my throat but thankfully he came while it just in my mouth and I managed to capture every drop of his load even when he pulled my head back and extracted his cock. He looked down at me and said “Don’t swallow” and I nodded as best I could whilst he still held my hair.

I watched Emma bring Mistress to an orgasm with a mix of pride and envy. Pride because I’d taught her how to successfully pleasure a women and she was definitely utilising those now well practised skills and obviously envy because I wished I was giving Miss that pleasure.

To be clear here this wasn’t a shock, we’d discussed the fact that both of us would be with one or more other partners this night and were both comfortable with it. As I have grown closer to Miss I have become more comfortable with the difference between sex and intimacy.

Once all the dominants had finished the host called his sub over and ordered her to take his “offering” from me. I’m not a great fan of that term being used to describe a man’s cum but I manged to keep my amusement off my face as his girl crawled over and half kissed me so that I could let the “offering” pour from my mouth into hers. She dutifully swallowed his cum and no doubt a significant amount of my spit and then smiled at me.

After that the subs were allowed to get drinks of their own, whilst still serving the dominants drinks obviously, and were allowed into the conversations. It’s a funny situation when you are “free to talk” but must maintain the correct level of respect for the dominants around you and not embarrass you owner. We were definitely free to provide our opinions on things but only in a respectful way, which can be difficult when you’ve had several glasses of champagne!

The evening ended with each of the subs having a number written on their ass, mine was four, and then each of the dominants rolling a dice to choose which sub they would take to a bedroom.

I was led away third by a man in his late thirties and taken to one of the bedrooms. He told me to put a pillow on the bed and to lie on my front with my hips on the pillow, I did as I was told and then he climbed on top of me.

He was quite gentle as he pushed his lubed cock into my ass until it was balls deep, I just closed my eyes and bit my lips as he filled me. Then he pulled my hands behind my back and after gripping both wrists with one hand he grabbed my pony tail and pulled my head back.

The weight of him against my ass along with the position of my arms and my head being right back was a very uncomfortable and helpless position, then he started to fuck me and he really started to fuck me hard! It was that rough that my ass cheeks were actually sore the next day from his body hitting them.

He varied his speed to and intensity but overall it was one of the most intense anal fuckings I’ve ever had. It lasted over ten minutes of constant, albeit at varied ferocity, pounding and when he came he pushed it in so hard that I would have screamed except that I couldn’t breath because he was pulling my head back so hard.

Afterwards he thanked me and left, I used the bathroom to clean up and then waited in the lounge with some of the other people who’d finished before us. It wasn’t long before Mistress returned from her play with one of the other girls and then we left.

After having a shower together at home we climbed into bed and had some amazing intemate sex of our own.

Happy Birthday

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…to me!

I’m officially a year older today although fortunately I still look quite young for my age, or so I’m told! What once was a source or much annoyance has become something to be happy about although it still bugs me when people tell me how young I look for some reason.

Mistress is taking me out to a fancy restaurant tonight and I can’t wait, I’m sure she will have some surprises or “fun” for me whilst we are out and I just love being a secret little slut in fancy places! Miss Hannah, her sub and my sister are joining us afterwards for a few drinks so it should be a good night.

CuffsWhat did Mistress get me for my birthday I hear you ask? Well, I don’t know yet as she is giving me my main present tonight but this morning she did give me a pair of cross over hand cuffs which I’ve wanted for ages and absolutely love the look of.

They are practical too though, I genuinely can’t wriggle out of them or really move my wrists much when they are on which, obviously, is a delicious feeling when Mistress is there holding the keys and I need to go to work!

Enough about my birthday though, last Saturday Mistress attended a dinner party with five other Dominants at which myself and the other submissives served them.

Two cooked and the other four of us were servers and attended to the Dominants every need from bringing the food to keeping their glasses topped up to…..other services! I arrived at the venue (one of the Dominants houses) and met the other submissives. I’m not going to name them all but I’ve mentioned Sophie before and Emma is Miss Hannah’s sub. I got on very well with all of the girls and before I knew it I was half naked in front of them as we tried on our “uniform” for the night.

I don’t know who came up with it but it was HIGHLY predictable and cliché! Thigh high stockings with suspender belt over a little thong, black heels and a shelf bra (i.e. cupless) all in black. I do have to admit we all looked pretty good dressed up like that, it was pretty hot. To add to the effect we all put our hair up in a high pony tail (we all had longish hair) and one of the girls who works at a Dior counter did all of our makeup the same, bright red lipstick and a black smokey eye.

We all did the food preparation under the guidance of the two who would be cooking (they had aprons to protect their sensitive parts!) and then the four of us who would be serving set the table after researching how to set a table “properly” and then practised serving plates to guests at the same time like they do in fancy restaurants so that everyone gets their food at the exact same moment, we got pretty good at it too!

It was good fun working with the other subs to get it all ready, each of us wanted to make our Dominant proud of us and so we all put in a lot of effort to make the dinner really special.

As the guests arrived Sophie took their coats and I was stood right beside her holding a tray with flutes of champagne and one of the other girls was beside me with a similar tray of cold beers in tall glasses. When Mistress arrived she handed off her coat and then ran her hand over my cheek as she took a flute from my tray, the touch and the smile she gave me sent shivers right through my body and then she went over to sit with the other Dominants who were all chatting.

We had a plan to ensure no one was without a drink, we always had fresh drinks on hand and as we saw someone finishing theirs one of us would take the empty glass and the other would refill their hand with a fresh one. They all commented on how attentive “the girls” were and it made us all smile. Honestly in “the back” we were like a bunch of school girls all gleefully pleased with how well we were doing!

I need to go and get ready now so I will finish this tomorrow…..

Sometimes

Sometimes

Sometimes Mistress arrives home and she is just plain horny. There are no complicated rules or protocols to it, it is just raw animistic lust. It’s rough, its sexy and I love it.

The other day I was vacuuming the living room and I didn’t hear her come into the house, the first (quite shocking) thing I knew of it was her grabbing a handful of my hair and yanking my head back with one hand and roughly squeezing one of my tits with the other.

She bit into my neck, and I don’t mean she kissed it roughly or sucked on it, she bit me quite hard and tightened her grip on my hair and breast. I dropped the vacuum cleaner. She used my hair to push me down to the floor and then pulled her jeans and underwear down before lying down on the floor.

It was a little awkward as she pulled me by the hair, I didn’t know where she wanted me but eventually she got me in position, on all fours over her in a 69 position. She pushed my head down and I buried it in her pussy and began licking and sucking her very wet pussy.

She pulled my skimpy knickers to the side and actually ripped the thin lace in the process and pushed two fingers roughly into my pussy, which was also wet. They immediately came out though and she forced them into my ass and replaced them with her thumb in my pussy.

She fucked my pussy and ass with that hand and rubbed my clit with another whilst I licked and sucked her pussy and she had me on the edge very quickly and I had to stop licking to beg for my orgasm because I didn’t know if I could hold it but she just slapped my ass and moaned “don’t stop!” and I continued my attentions with my mouth assuming that was a no!

It’s hard to concentrate on what you’re doing when you’re that close to an orgasm but I all my willpower to focus on pleasing her and push my own teetering orgasm to the back of my mind until eventually she moan “cuummmmmm” and pinched my clit really hard. At the same time she clamped her thighs around my head and I let my orgasm go whilst still sucking her clit between my lips and trying to fight the urge to bite down.

As our orgasms died she pulled me and I basically fell down next to her and she wrapped her arms around me. We laid there not talking for a long while, half-dressed, glistening and panting until eventually she said “You stopped licking to ask to cum???”.

She dragged me up by my hair (she loves controlling me with my hair and I have to admit I love it too) and I stumbled up the stairs after her.

The cane bit hard on my ass and thighs, ten very hard strikes with no warmup other than the amazing sex downstairs. My ass was really sore afterwards and for days afterwards, I won’t be making that mistake again….probably.

So yeah, this sort of thing isn’t a rare occurrence, when Miss wants something from me she gets it immediately and without argument!

Good Morning Miss Lois

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This post refers to things that happened back in December 2016, I started to write this post but didn’t finish it however the events here are relevant to things that I will write about soon so I decided to finish this first.

My Mistresses friend wanted his straight sub to be trained to service girls and between them they had come up with the plan of having me show her the ropes.


I’m a terrible teacher, this is a long running joke amongst my friends and family, if I try to teach anyone anything I end up getting frustrated and annoyed and it usually ends badly. However, teaching another girl to give me sexual pleasure didn’t sound like the worst way to spend a Saturday so I was happy enough to take on the challenge.

After Miss Fiona left in the morning I took a shower and put on some make up, perfume and a little short summer dress. I didn’t bother with underwear, I’d turned the heating up to make sure it was nice and warm I didn’t expect to be wearing my clothes all that long anyway.

The other sub, Sophie, arrived exactly on time at 9am and it was a little awkward as I let her in and showed her into the living room. She was in her late twenties, blonde long hair in a braid, blue eyes and wearing jeans and a pink vest top over her black underwear.

I made us both a cup of tea and sat next to her while we drank and chatted a little about ourselves and our Dominants, she seemed quite embarrassed talking about it and admitted she was very nervous about this. She said she had never felt any attraction to other women at all and wasn’t sure how she felt about being made to do this. She kept tight hold of her cup with both hands long after she’d finished her tea as if it was a shield in front of her.

I reached over and took the cup from her and nudged myself closer as I placed it on the table, then I turned back and slid my hand around the back of her neck and pulled her to me. I kissed her deeply, forcing my tongue into her reluctant mouth and exploring with it as my free hand ran down her back and squeezed her ass cheek.

Eventually I could feel the tension begin to drain from her body and I pulled her tighter against me, my breasts pushing against her bigger ones and her hands, which up until now had stayed flat on the sofa, wrapped around the small of my back and her tongue began it’s own tentative explorations.

The kiss lasted about five minutes and she kept her eyes closed the entire time, I’m not sure if she was imagining her Dom or some other attractive guy or whether she was just getting into it, I’d like to think the latter! I broke it off and whispered in her ear “go up to the bedroom, take your clothes off, put on the blindfold and lie on the bed”, she looked at me blushing and a little flustered and then nodded and left the room.

So far so good, my plan was working:

  1. Get her horny with a passionate kiss, because everyone likes kissing! – Check
  2. Activate her submissive side by ordering her about – Check

I gave her a few minutes to get herself ready and then I followed her upstairs, she was lying on my bed naked and wearing the blindfold as I’d instructed, her legs were tightly closed and her arms were by her sides with her palms up, she was breathing a little heavily.

As I stripped my dress off as I approached her and then I took her ankles in my hands, causing her to jump, and pushed them so she bent her knees and then spread them so that her legs were spread wide and I could see her pussy which was already a little puffy and wet, apparently it had been a good kiss. Time for number three on my checklist:

  1. Give her an orgasm…or two

I gently kissed her inner calf and kept going up, kissing all the way until my cheek brushed her pussy lips as I moved back down and started up the other leg. When I kissed her thighs I could smell and taste the perfume she had sprayed there and was reassured by the fact that she had gone to some effort for me, my final kiss was on her tidy little pussy.

I slid my arms under her legs and held her thighs as I slid my tongue from her ass hole right up deeply between her lips and when I went over her clit she let out quite a loud moan. It is my firm belief that no man can go down on a girl as well as another girl can and I thoroughly introduced Sophie to that concept as I pleasured every part of her pussy with my mouth, fucking her with my tongue and sucking her little clit into my mouth before giving it a gentle bite. She was writhing around on my bed and her flat palms had turned into balled fists grasping handfuls of the duvet as she came with her clit between my lips.

I crawled up her body kissing it as I went, taking a moment to run my tongue around each of her nipples before deeply kissing her again, letting her taste her pussy on my lips and in my mouth. She had her eyes open this time and her cheeks were crimson, I’m not sure if it was from pleasure or embarrassment but she was eagerly kissing me back as I slipped my hand between her legs.

I was careful not to touch her clit directly, it would be too sensitive for now, instead I circled it with my thumb whilst I slowly pushed two fingers in and out of her hole, straight girls are so easy to please!

When I’d got her good and close I rolled over pulling her on top of me and then pushed her head down, She resisted at first until I told her to suck on my nipples and then almost immediately she went to work:

  1. Initiate first contact with another girls body

She was good at it, her tongue circled my nipple teasingly and then she sucked it into her lips and bit gently in the same way I’d done to her. Her mouth was hot and her tongue flicked over my nipple in just the right way, I was very wet.

I let her spend five minutes pleasuring each of my nipples because I knew she was reluctant to take the next step and, well, it felt good! But she was here to learn and I was there to teach so without speaking I placed my hand in her hair and pushed her head down.

  1. Make her take the plunge!

She ran her tongue up my slit barely touching me like she was scared of the taste, the tip of her tongue running just between my lips. The second lick though was stronger, a tiny bit more confident as gently pulled my lips apart with her fingers. I left her to it, she didn’t need instructions yet, she knew what feels good and she went with that, circling my clit with her tongue and then sucking it in replicating her actions with my nipples, it felt good and I let her continue for a while whilst I moaned.

Eventually I pushed gently on her head and said “push your tongue into me, fuck me with it”. To her credit she didn’t hesitate, I don’t know if she was getting into it or if she had just decided to go for it but her tongue pushed into me and I moaned louder. She had me close but I need clit stimulation to cum so I told her to suck my clit, then to bite it and I came and closed my legs round her head and she continued to lick until the tension left my body again.

She crawled back up me, her face was covered in my juices and this time I could tell her red cheeks were from embarrassment, I said “thank you” and kissed her before moving her to my side. I took her hand and pushed it between my open legs placing my hand on top of hers so I could guide her fingers to where I wanted them.

As I did with her I controlled her fingers to circle and rub and then when I was close again I moved my hand between her legs so that we fingered each other. I controlled my orgasm as best I could until I saw she was ready and then we came together, both clamping our legs together on other others hand.

We lay in each others arms for a while after that, I didn’t look at her because I knew she was embarrassed to be in this situation with another girl. I know the first time I was with a woman I was very confused about how good it felt even though at the time I firmly believed myself to be 100% straight.

She spoke first saying “you’re so good at this, it felt so good, I don’t think I’ve come like that before”. I didn’t really know what to say but before I could speak she said “but I’m straight, I fancy men, it’s just….I don’t know, I liked it”. I told her that it didn’t matter, it didn’t have to mean anything, it’s just sex and fingers are fingers.

I felt like her at first until I let go of it, now I can enjoy sex with any gender because I can completely separate out sex from love and emotional connections. I accept that isn’t how everyone sees it and that it isn’t “right” for everyone but it works for me.

    1. Try some more advanced positions

As the picture at the top suggests I wanted to teach her three things; oral, fingering and the last one was “tribbing”. I left this until last because I think it is a lot more intimate than the other two, it is something that I’ve only every really done with someone I am with rather than with play partners and to be honest I was a little reluctant to do it with someone I just met.

It would get us both into trouble if I didn’t do it though so whilst we laid there I explained what we’d be doing next and then I began to kiss her again to get the mood back.

We positioned ourselves facing each other and put our right legs over the others left so that we could move forward until our pussies pushed against each other and then I started to grind. The obvious intimacy comes from rubbing your pussies together but emotionally your faces are very close together, it’s almost impossible not to look into each others eyes as you pleasure each other.

I didn’t want to kiss whilst we did this, it didn’t feel quite right so I made sure I kept my face a safe distance away. It took her a few minutes of only receiving before she got into it enough to start grinding back and then we were both into it full on.

We ground our increasingly wet pussies together for about fifteen minutes before we came and both collapsed back onto the bed.

I left her to take a shower whilst put my dress back on and went down stairs to make us another cup of tea. When she came down she’d gone all shy again, she didn’t seem to want to talk about what we’d happened and I settled for the fact that she said she thought she would be able to make a girl cum now and look like she knew what she was doing whilst achieving that. She thanked me and we hugged before she left.

About a week later Mistress and I attended a party where Sophie’s Dom had her pleasure one of the Dommes, she was highly successful and my Miss was very pleased with me.