Dinner party

DinnerParty

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…..

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.

Newton’s third law

Wasabi

Yesterday afternoon I received a text message from Lois containing a link to a video of a restrained girl having wasabi put inside her nostrils, the rest of the video is basically her suffering whilst being taunted by the dominant girl who did it to her.

I sometimes wonder what possesses subs, and in particular Lois, to send me things of this nature. Is it not obvious that my first thought is going to be that she is suggesting I do the same to her? And if that is so would that not be considered topping from the bottom?

Lois claimed, after the fact, that she definitely had not been suggesting I do this to her and only sent it because she thought I would enjoy it. Either way, I told her to purchase some wasabi on the way home from work.

In researching this after the fact I’ve discovered that wasabi reacts with the mucus in your nasal passages rather than with your tongue and it is quite a severe reaction. Neither I nor Lois like it so neither of us have had much interaction with it but the burning in your nose even when you just smell it is noticeable.

When she arrived home I changed her day collar for her leather one and then sent her to get changed and whilst she was gone I retrieved some items to restrain her. She arrived back a few minutes later wearing a blue vest top and some jeans that her ass looks particularly fetching in.

After getting her wrists cuffed I used a carabiner to fasten her wrists to a high up cupboard door in the kitchen, then I strapped her favourite ball gag in her mouth as I expected her to be quite vocal about this. Just before the gag went in she looked at me and said “please don’t” and her faced told me she genuinely didn’t want to do this so after inserting the gag and strapping it shut I kissed her head and said “do it for me?” and she nodded.

The effect of the wasabi was quite immediate, I didn’t even put much in each nostril but her eyes were instantly wide and she started making a strange noise through her gag. Similarly to in the video (which you can find by search for (Rain DeGrey wasabi by the way) she started to flap her hands around although she couldn’t move them much. Her cheeks started to go pink and her eyes started to tear up and then when she screwed them shut the tears ran down her cheeks.

I’m going to leave a space here where Lois can write how she was feeling at this time…

This is not an enjoyable sort of pain despite my pussy’s betrayal! I think I was wet because I was being forced to endure it rather than because of the pain but really who knows what goes on in my crazy brain!

That stuff is horrible to eat and much much worse to have up your nose, it burns all the way up into your nasal passage and stings your eyes, it’s a horrible sensation. All I wanted was to get it out of my nose but I was completely hopeless to achieve that.

I could also taste the disgusting stuff for over an hour afterwards and it completely ruined the nice pasta that I made for us. However I did thank Mistress for putting me through this trial as everything she has me do makes me stronger and a better sub.

I watched her intently for about ten minutes as she switched between almost hanging from her cuffs and drooling on the floor to flailing around and trying to blow her nose clear. It was almost as if the burning was coming in almost unbearable waves.

Eventually I took pity on her and let her down but before I did I reached down the front of her jeans, predictably she was very wet.

She looked a bit of a mess when I let her down, tears, snot and makeup streaked her face and she’d drooled all over herself but I still pulled her into me, held her tight and told her how amazing she is before sending her to clean herself up, I also needed to change my top!

One month, one goal

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At the beginning of this month, and year, I wrote about some goals that Mistress Fiona and I have agreed upon for me to attempt to achieve in 2018. One of those goals was:

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

To achieve this I have increased my presence on Tumblr as much as I can and have been trying to post more regularly on this blog. I suppose “regularly” isn’t the right word as some weeks I can post more than others but I think I’ve written more content this month then I possibly have before.

The news so far is good if not great, the average daily views this year is 596.44 which is pretty good considering 2017’s average was 234.28! Other interesting facts are that I’ve already matched half of the views that I got in 2015, which was my worst year since I started this blog, and have had my best day ever on 11th of January when I got 1241 views!

So thank you to everyone who has been reading and reblogging my posts on Tumblr, it really is helping me reach this goal and I am very grateful, please continue!

Now to another more interesting, for you I think, goal that I was set:

  • Submit to a permanent body modification of my (Mistresses) choosing

I actually successfully completed this one within a day of the year starting although I can’t claim too much credit for it because all I really did was lie there.

Some time ago I saw a picture of a girl who’d had her nipples, well around her nipples really, tattooed the same colour as her areola so that they looked like hearts, this is the picture on Mistresses original “Goals” post. She really liked it and so did I and we both thought it would look good on me.

My nipples are only quite small, possibly because my boobs are only quite small, and not very dark. According to a tattoo artist who we approached about this idea, those are all good because he can blend the colour over the edge of the areola so that it isn’t visible and it all looks like one solid shape. I don’t really know anything about tattoos but it sounds plausible that this would prevent a defined line between the natural edge of my nipple and the new one.

When we discussed and agreed on my goals this immediately came to mind but I didn’t mention it because the goal isn’t for me to get a body modification of my own choosing, it is one that Mistress decides upon. Fortunately, and excitingly for me, great minds think alike and this is what Mistress wanted to get done too.

I have had a tattoo before, many years ago, and I also had that tattoo removed. My advice is do not get a tattoo unless you are sure you definitely want it. The removal was more painful, time-consuming and expensive than having it done in the first place, it took several sessions of laser treatment as well as several years of fading for it to be completely gone.

Anyway we managed to get an appointment for it to be done on New Years Day, the tattoo artist is a friend of a “friend” of Mistresses, honestly she has so many connections all over the place I’m a little suspicious that she is some kind of underworld boss!

Even though it has happened more times than I can possibly count it’s always a little weird getting my boobs out in front of a complete stranger but he was very professional and left me and Mistress in the room while she undressed me from the waist up. She did it in quite a sensual way and my cheeks were a little flushed when he returned and started to prepare things.

I had to stand up whilst he drew the hearts around my nipples freehand which was a really bizarre experience, I think it was so that they would be even and look right when I am standing naked. After a few corrections, some of which were prompted by Mistress after she had closely examined me, everyone was happy. He did ask me if I was happy with the placement but Mistress answered for me and he accepted that, I think he knew some of the dynamic of our relationship. I have to admit it made me even hornier (and wetter) the way she was completely in control of how the end result of my breast modification would look.

It was painful but a manageable pain and Mistress held my hand and stroked my hair the whole time which was very sweet. The guy was also very professional, despite having to manhandle my breasts whilst tattooing them he apologised for having to do so and showed complete concentration on the task at hand throughout.

I was half expecting to have to pay for the tattoos with my mouth and/or other holes but no, he took pounds sterling and gave me plenty of advice (and some cream) on how to care for my new nipples.

Any of you who have tattoos will know the healing process is a little arduous and having them on your nipples is not ideal, the peeling and itching stage was very irritating in particular. During the healing the colour changed quite drastically and I was quite concerned that they would look ridiculous but as they healed up the colour ended up matching perfectly, as you can see in the picture it really just looks like my nipples are heart-shaped and I am so happy with how it came out, as is Mistress.

In other news Mistress and I have been talking and we would really like to visit a BDSM club/event some time in the near future. Our concerns about visiting such a place anywhere near where we live still exist though so we came to the decision to visit one in Europe somewhere.

It needs to be in a city with an airport and be an event or club that allows at least top half nudity but preferably full nudity and has areas where customers can watch and perform scenes. If anyone knows of such a place I’d be grateful if you could let me know and thank you to the people who replied to this request on Tumblr.

Finally, while this modification does satisfy my 2018 goal it is not the only mod that Mistress has planned for this year. For a start she wants to get my septum pierced and have a retainer put in it that is hidden so that she can put a leash or jewellery through it whenever she wants to which is something I do really like the idea of also.

There are no other plans that I am aware of but that doesn’t mean there aren’t any, Mistress has a fetish for modifying a sub’s body and I have a fetish for having my body modified to another persons specifications so who knows where that combination will take us!

Goals – part one

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Everybody should have goals but submissives in particular need them in my opinion, and I don’t just mean BDSM related goals despite that being the focus here. Submissives have, at their core, a fundamental need to please people, the feeling they get from doing that drives them even if they don’t know it. Achieving a goal, even one set by themselves can elicit similar feelings, as it can in non-submissive people.

Lois has many vanilla goals which have driven her to success academically and career-wise, she is a very self driven person in that respect. However, this has often been at the expense of her person life, relationships and health.

Specifically regarding her BDSM “career”, for want of a better word, those of you who have followed her for a long time will no doubt have noticed that when she is single she loses all focus and randomly flits between different BDSM activities often escalating into more extreme, taboo and dangerous areas the longer she is without direction. For examples see her posts immediately prior to our relationship.

In my opinion she has grown as a submissive and as a person under my guidance over the last year and I fully intend to continue this throughout 2018. To this end we have agreed twelve goals that she is to achieve before the end of the year. It isn’t one a month and there is no order to them, she simply must achieve them all this year.

  • Submit to a permanent body modification of my choosing.
  • Spend four weeks in chastity.
  • Contact and make peace with the person who caused her to leave London.
  • Give an orgasm to 52 people that she hadn’t met before 2018.
  • Speak to her mother every other day.
  • Achieve an average daily views count of 500 on this blog.
  • Buy a new house with me.
  • Have her septum pierced.
  • Experience Domming a submissive.
  • Achieve two of her fantasies.
  • Fully expose her lifestyle to at least one person who has known her in real life for more than five years.
  • Exceed her current “most painful torture”.

Some of these are more person goals, for instance her mother asked me to try to get her to call more so that will be one of my goals achieved as well. Others are for her personal growth and obviously there are some fun sex ones too. I think you’ll agree it is a well-rounded set of goals for Lois and that those of your who comment or speak with her will encourage her to achieve them.

Airport

Airport

The other night I had a wonderful last evening with Mistress, we both got home reasonably early from work and I cooked a meal for us both and we talked and drank wine, she let me eat her pussy for dessert and then we moved things to the bedroom.

She got up early with me the next day and drove me to the airport as I was heading back to the States for a couple more weeks to finish up the project I have been working on there. It has been quite hard being away from her for such a long time, we speak every day and have done a fair bit of “sexting” and phone sex but as I’m sure you can imagine, it really isn’t the same!

VibePlugTo help with this I was heading back with two new items in my suitcase, a small vibrator and a vibrating anal plug. Both of these connect to your phone via Bluetooth and can then be controlled by another person from anywhere in the world. You have to love the internet!

Mistress had given me these items in a decorative locking box and had given strict orders for their use. I am to keep the box by the front door of the apartment I am staying in whilst in New York. The first thing I have to do whenever I enter the apartment is to insert both items and the last thing I do before leaving the apartment is remove them and (after washing them) place them back into the box and lock it. That’s a long winded way of saying that whenever I am in the apartment both of my holes will be filled and controlled by Mistress.

Part of Her control over me includes the fact that she has access to my location whenever she wants via the Find my Friends app on our iPhones and, just like at home, she has set up geofences around the apartment and the office that I am working from and she gets notifications on her phone whenever I arrive at or leave those places and consequently she knows when I am plugged.

For those of you that have worn these sorts of toys for long periods you will know that it can become quite uncomfortable and take some time to get used to, I did not sleep well last night despite Mistress putting me to bed with half an hour of intense sensations in both holes and several excellent orgasms! This is probably as much to do with flitting between time zones as having my holes plugged though, which is why I am writing this at 5am.

Despite the fact that I wasn’t entirely eager to be heading back to the States so soon I do really like being at the airport, especially when work is paying for business class and I get to skip queues and use executive lounges! I like looking around the duty free shops and people watching whilst enjoying some breakfast.

I’d done all that and was sitting at the gate when I got a text from Mistress that made my heart beat a little faster! She was telling me to go to the disabled bathroom located next to a gate a few down from mine. It was only fifteen minutes until I was due to board the plane but I picked up my bag and headed to where I’d been told.

I text Mistress back and said “On my way Miss” and she immediately responded saying “Don’t speak to them, just let them do what they want” and well, I was getting quite wet after that! There were other people nearby the door to the disabled toilet so I went up to it and knocked gently, as if I was checking if it was empty, I heard the lock click and I opened the door and slipped inside.

There was a guy in there, I sort of recognised him but I don’t know where from and I know Mistress won’t tell me who it was so there is no point in asking. Anyway he had his jeans undone and his sizeable cock was out and already hard. He grabbed the hair on the back of my head and turned me to face the toilet before bending me over so that my hands rested on the closed toilet seat and my ass was stuck out, I just went with it.

I was wearing a black pencil skirt with stockings underneath held up by a garter belt which was part of the Heidi Klum lingerie set I was wearing that day. He pulled my skirt over my ass exposing the intimate parts of my body within thirty seconds of meeting me and within a minute he had pulled the crotch of my underwear aside and was buried balls deep in my hot wet pussy.

He dug his fingers into my hips as he fucked me for the next three or four minutes and then I felt him tense. I instinctively tensed my pussy muscles around him as he drained his balls into me, I was a long way from my own orgasm still.

He stayed inside me, leaning on my back for a minute and then pulled out but kept his hand on the small of my back, indicating I should stay where I was. I heard him fiddling with his jeans and then he said “thanks” and slipped out of the room. I quickly locked the door behind him and stood up, straightening my underwear to catch anything that might be escaping and checked my appearance in the mirror.

I had a little more colour than I had previously but otherwise didn’t look like I’d just been used as a fleshlight, I straightened my clothes and left the bathroom. Ten minutes later I was in my seat on the plane texting Mistress to tell her that my knickers were soggy with another strangers cum.

I wandered if he’d be on the same flight but I didn’t see him and I in all likelihood I never will again. I have to admit it is a weird feeling when I think about the fact that we’ll only ever have spent less than ten minutes in each others company but we have had sex, something that “normal” people can spend weeks together building up to.

Anyway, I’m off to get a breakfast bagel, when in New York…