Escalations

Escalate

I don’t know if this happens to anyone else or if it’s just me but small ideas that I have just seem to escalate into these huge crazy plans!

A few weeks ago my Mistress and I were discussing various kinks over a bottle of wine, as you do, and I mentioned that I have been having thoughts about cuckolding or rather more accurately, cuckqueaning. For those that are unaware a cuckquean is a female who’s husband or partner sleeps with other people, it is basically the female version of a cuckold.

Mistress pressed me and I ended up revealing that I liked the idea of her forcing me to watch her have sex with a man and then forcing me to clean them up afterwards but never take an active part in pleasuring them or myself. This is most certainly psychological masochism on my part because I would not enjoy seeing her with someone else especially as she is 100% bisexual and I know she enjoys straight sex and only gave it up to be with me.

I don’t often voluntarily engage is this sort of psychological torture because I have struggled with it in the past but I feel so comfortable with Miss Fiona that it is something that has started to drift into my fantasies again after a long time.

Anyway, we discussed it at the time and then it wasn’t really mentioned again until yesterday when she announced that it would be happening this weekend. An old Dom friend of her’s is in the UK for a few days and he will be coming to visit us on Saturday. We discussed it at length and she reassured me that there are no romantic feelings between them and that he will be gone after the weekend, he simply enjoys sex, likes my Miss and agreed to take part in this scene. She assured me we wouldn’t go through with it if I wasn’t happy and I could safe word out of the scene at any time and it would stop so we agreed to go ahead with it.

However, whilst discussing the details of how it would happen, again over some wine, things escalated. Miss had been hoping that the chastity belt option would win the poll, in fact she voted for it herself, as I have been reluctant to wear it due to me really disliking it immensely and for some reason she has never really pushed the point, until now. She decided that as she would be otherwise engaged she wouldn’t be able to guarantee I wasn’t pleasuring myself whilst watching her and so I would wear my belt for the whole evening. Obviously I protested this because I hate wearing the belt so now I’m wearing it all weekend.

There was one other problem, tomorrow was the day we had put aside for my punishment, the punishment you chose of 655 needles being pushed into my breasts. Mistresses hated the asymmetry of having 327 in one and 328 in the other so she decided, with a large smile on her face I might add, that she would push 327 needles into each of my tits and then find somewhere “fun” to put the last one!

BoundHonestly my breasts aren’t that big, I wear a 30-32 C bra and I’m not even certain there is enough room for that many needles. Mistress intends to bind them tightly first which will make them more of a ball shape and may create a larger surface area where it is possible to push needles in. I’m quite excited to see what it is going to look like whilst quite petrified about how its going to feel to have that many needles in them, it will definitely be a first for me. I’ve spoken to a nurse (a friend who is also in the scene) and they said it will be safe as long as the needles aren’t too large a gauge but there will likely be significant bruising so I should plan on covering up for at least a week afterwards.

I’m not exactly sure what order everything will happen in, Miss will deal with those details, but I do know that my other duties for the evening include cooking and waitressesing. It’s going to be an interesting evening to say the least, I think I am looking forward to it and fearing it in equal measure and they usually turn out to be the best scenes so overall I think I’m excited!

Safe Sex

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In my last post I mentioned some of the things my Mistress is training me in, some of which push the boundaries of my existing limits and someone expressed concern for my safety in the comments so I wanted to address that in this post.

I have always had a strange relationship with limits, yes I do have them despite what people might think but I really REALLY enjoy when they are pushed and broken, it’s part of who I am. That said I would only ever allow someone that I had complete trust in to go beyond those limits.

I’ve been into the BDSM scene for quite a long time now and in the past it was very much focused on the latter two letters of that acronym and if I’m perfectly honest it wasn’t always done safely and it’s only as I’ve got older that I am very much more aware of the need for things to be done safely.

To list just some of the ill-advised things I’ve done in the past:

  • Had unprotected sex with complete strangers on multiple occasions
  • Had unsterilised needles, skewers and fish hooks pierced through my flesh
  • Been left tied up for long periods when the person tying my had no idea how to bind someone safely
  • Been burnt more severely than is safe for play
  • Injected substances into my body without being fully aware if it is safe to do so

Fortunately for me I came through all of the above intact and more or less healthy but I am well aware that things could have been different and the older me is a little ashamed of the younger me for not taking better care of myself.

I’ve suffered fractured bones, infected cuts, severe bruising and more urinary infections than I can count through BDSM but despite of this I don’t regret doing anything I have done over the years, maybe only the lack of precautions I took whilst doing some of it.

My Mistress has a lot of experience in the things we are doing now and I have full trust in her ability to keep me safe whilst she expands my limits in the way that she wants to, for instance you mentioned there are health concerns with “full toilet service”? We are well aware of this and Mistress has already altered my diet and is giving me strong (and expensive!) pro-biotic supplements to improve the condition and resilience of my digestive system well in advance of beginning that activity.

As for the play partners, they may be random strangers to me but they are absolutely not strangers to my Mistress. I am precious to her and she would only loan me to someone that she trusts absolutely to take my safety into account as much as she would herself.

My eye is pretty much healed now so slapping training will be continuing soon and Mistress has also expressed to me that she will soon be giving me a week during which time she intends to torture me daily using nothing but my own orgasms. It sounds both exciting and terrifying!

Dogging week: Monday

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I arrived at the car park just before 10:30pm and parked up where I thought the image I had been sent showed, there was a patch of woodland in front of me with fields either side of it and it was really quite dark. The only other car in the car park was a van that I could see in my mirrors although it was completely dark and looked empty.

I turned my car off and then quickly slid my tracksuit bottoms (aka sweat pants) off and did the same with my t-shirt leaving them on the passenger seat with the towel I had brought. I wore tracksuit bottoms and no underwear because I knew I would be naked for the meeting and didn’t want indentations on my skin from underwear or tight clothing, vain I know.

I took a deep breath and got out of the car, walked around the front of it and turned around to face the car, I  pressed the button to lock the doors illuminating my nakedness in orange. My heart was racing as I stared at the van, hoping it was the correct one and I wasn’t exposing myself to some unsuspecting person, my nervousness grew over the next couple of minutes while nothing happened and I was just about to get back in my car and leave when I heard movement near the van, then I heard the clear sound of dogs barking.

I watched as a women of similar age to me, slightly bigger but with nice curves walked directly towards me with two huge dogs on leads (leashes) and crawling next to the dogs was a man, completely naked and also on a dog lead.

It was a little chilly but I could still feel the heat building between my legs as they reached me, the woman said “Lois?” (presumably in case she had got the wrong naked girl standing in the car park!) and I smiled nervously and said yes. She immediately pushed the fingers of her free hand between my legs and then up between my lips, I couldn’t help but gasp as her fingers ran over my clit and she held them up to show me the wetness on them, then she held them out to the dogs who both licked my pussy juice off them. I had a pretty good idea where this was going at that point and I was very wet but also very nervous.

She placed a leather collar around my neck and buckled it, it was old and worn and looked like an actual dog had worn it before, then she clipped on a leash and said “DOWN” in the same way you would to a dog. I was blushing as I got down onto all fours and sort of slotted into a space between one of the dogs and the naked man. Now I was at his height I could see was also about my age and that he had a full on erection.

It was quite hard and slow going as she lead us through the woodland on our hands and knees, there were plenty of twigs and roots that really hurt when they dug in but she was quite tough, constantly pulling at the leads even when her husband or I stumbled or fell. Eventually we arrived at our destination, a small clearing in the woods where a tree had fallen. She tied up the other three and lead me to the middle and then positioned me how she wanted me, I don’t know if you’ve watched Crufts but it was like when they put the dog on the table and make them stand a certain way, it was quite humiliating, she had her hands all over me groping and probing.

She went over and got her husband, walking him in front of me on his lead and making him sit in front of me with his very hard cock almost touching my face. I wasn’t allowed to use my hands (or paws as she put it!) whilst she sat on the log and watched me suck her husbands cock for about ten minutes straight, I glanced over at her a couple of times and she had her hand up her skirt. After about ten minutes she came over to us and I felt her lubed finger pushing into my ass, then she took his lead and moved him round behind me and told him to “mount her”.

He pushed straight into my ass thanks to the lube and wasted no time thrusting into me while she crouched in front of me, pulled my head back with my hair and kissed me. It was a long invasive kiss which I reciprocated, running my tongue around hers while her husband pounded my ass until he grunted and came inside me. He almost immediately pulled out and by the time she ended the kiss and I looked around he was back with the other dogs.

Next she brought over one of the huge real dogs, I watched as she lead him over and he immediately went for my ass, licking at where I’d just been fucked and pushing his tongue slightly into me, a strange but pleasurable sensation. She let him tongue my ass for a few minutes and then moved him in front of me, his cock was already out of his shaft so when she positioned him sideways in front of me his cock was right in my face and I could smell the musty doggy scent of it. She gave me my orders and then kept the dog still as I took his cock in my mouth and began sucking him, running my lips up and down his shaft and tonguing it all over.

Dogs cocks are a very different shape to humans and when they get aroused enough to cum their cock bulges at the base, it’s called the ‘knot’ and is meant to trap the dogs cock in the bitch to improve the chances of a successful mating. His knot began to bulge just outside of my lips and she told me to put my hand tightly around his cock behind the knot, within thirty seconds of me doing that he pumped his cum into my mouth. I think people say that dogs have a lot of cum but they really don’t, it filled my mouth but none spilled out and on her order I swallowed the very salty dog cum and then as soon as I let go of his cock he ran off and laid down to lick himself.

After a brief rest, during which she asked me if I was ok and and smiled and said yes, she told me to get back on all fours and positioned me again before beginning to play with my pussy, rubbing my clit and pushing her fingers inside over my g-spot until I was getting very horny and wet, then she sprayed something from a bottle onto my pussy before spreading my lips and spraying it directly into my hole (which felt weird).

She went and got the last dog and brought him to the front of me, same position and same job for me, I took his cock in my mouth and started to suck but this time the dog was more agitated and kept trying to jump up on top of me until she said “ok, ok” and then took my lead and the dogs and lead us over to the fallen tree. She leant against it and lifted her skirt revealing her pussy with a small strip of hair on it which she directed my head towards.

I knew what was going to happen as I buried my face in this strangers pussy and went to work on her clit, the dog was jumping up on my back and then down and then up until eventually he wrapped his front paws around my thighs and started humping. He had a lot of trouble finding the stop, his hard cock was jabbing into me everywhere except my pussy and almost went up my ass once but then her husband was beside me and guided the dogs cock into my waiting hole, then he really started to hump.

I moaned into her pussy as the dog pounded my pussy hard and fast, I could feel his knot hitting my opening with every thrust and could also hear her moaning and saying “oh my god, he’s really fucking her, good boy Brucy” and then after a minute or so she said “I’m gonna come, grab his knot” and then the dog thrust into me and stilled as she came on my face and then I felt his cock twitching as he came inside me.

Her husband had kept the knot out of me and as soon as the dog was done he pulled out and ran off to lick himself whilst the hand on the back of my head kept my face in her pussy until she’d come down.

The walk back to the car park was uneventful but equally hard on my knees, I could also feel cum leaking from my ass down to join the dog cum leaking from my pussy and running down my thighs. When we got back to the edge of the car park she sent her husband to put the dogs away and sat down on the floor, pulling me between her legs with my back leaning on her whilst she pushed her hand between my legs and rubbed me to orgasm, which I was very grateful for considering I’d been close several times but hadn’t come yet!

She kissed me on the lips before leaving.

My clit ring

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For those that don’t know, in order to fulfil one of my fantasies I had my clit hood reduced in size and very large ring inserted into my clit piercing without my prior knowledge or permission, you can read about it in this post.

It took me a very long time to get used to these modifications to my pussy and, if I’m honest, I have never really got used to the ring, it’s size makes it almost impossible to wear comfortably whilst wearing clothes and even when naked it’s weight pulls my clit which is a cross between constant pain and constant stimulation.

Of course that was the intention when it was “installed” and it was a very devious plan by Luke, the reduction of my hood meant that my clit was never covered and therefore never protected from the stimulation or irritation provided by whatever clothing is covering it. Then there is the ring, it’s quite thick so when it is in place through the piercing behind the main nerve bundle of my clit it pushes my clit outward making it protrude even further from it’s reduce hood and therefore get even more stimulated/irritated by clothing.

All of this is really irrelevant though because the ring was sealed and therefore irremovable, by me at least and the whole point of allowing it to be done was that I then had to endure it for ever so despite wanting to remove it several times I didn’t have any intention of doing so.

Then something happened a couple of months ago, I’d had a nice soak in the bath and was doing my makeup, naked, in front of my chest of drawers. I knocked something off the top and as I squatted down to pick it up somehow the ring got caught on one of the knobs of the drawers and caused the ring to be yanked as my body moved down. I felt a sickening pain (not in ANY way a good pain) and looked down to find blood leaking down my thigh.

On closer inspection and after some calming down and cleanup I discovered I’d turn the skin/flesh next to the piercing on one side. Fortunately it had torn backwards away from my actual clit, and I really truly mean fortunately because if it had torn the other way it could potentially have severed the nerves to my clit making it essentially paralysed (or so I’m told).

After excessive use of plasters (band aids) to keep the two sides of the tear together as best as I could I spoke to Luke and then travelled to see him, he had arranged for the nurse who supervised the insertion of the ring in the first place to come as well and she looked at it as well and advised that the ring be removed and a stitch to be inserted.

Luke had to use some HUGE bolt cutters, which he had to rent from somewhere, to cut through the ring in two places and then feed the piece that remained through my body out. All the while I was sat in his arm chair with my legs spread wide and a tower under my ass in front of him and his nurse friend who I barely know!

In all she put one stitch in the tear and a butterfly stitch on either side of the piercing and then a sticky bandage thing over the whole are and advised be to leave it until the tear and piercing had healed up. That meant no clitoral stimulation for about two months, I lasted three weeks which is I thought was pretty good!

So that’s the update about my pussy, no more ring, giant or otherwise. It’s been a long time since my clit was originally pierced (I had a ring before the large ring) and it’s taken some getting used to having no jewellery down there anymore but on the plus side my pussy is once again a blank canvas. This all happened a few weeks ago so it’s pretty much healed up now and I’ve run plenty of tests to ensure all sensation has returned to the area ;).

I’ve got loads more content to write and am hoping to have time to do so over the next few weeks, plus I’m still adding stories for you to read if they float your boat. If you do read them I’d really appreciate it if you’d leave a comment and tell me what you thought, what you liked and didn’t like and what you’d like to read more about. I do intend to start writing more stories so any input would be very much appreciated!

Fulfilling my fantasies

So for some time now despite not being particularly active with BDSM I have been having more and more extreme fantasies that never get fulfilled. 

I have made several attempts to carry them out but have found it difficult to locate people who are willing to go as far as I want, are sane and sensible and can work around my ridiculous schedule. I don’t blame anyone, I am very difficult and if I’m honest sometimes flaky which is why I’ve not had a proper relationship since Kayleigh. 

One person who has been a constant in my life is the friend who I spent new year with, which I half wrote about on this blog at the time. There is no romantic interest between us despite him being the man who has fucked me the most times by a long way! We get on and have a similar level of depravity buried inside us. 

So I we were talking about all these fantasies I have that are fairly crazy and he said he would help me fulfill them if I met his conditions, which were:

  • He can be involved in the sessions if it doesn’t ruin the fantasy fulfilment. 
  • He can take photos and video of the sessions for his own private collection that will belong to him. 
  • Once I decide I no longer need to anonymity in the BDSM side of my life he can share the material freely. 
  • Within six months he can use me to fulfill one of his own fantasies with no limits and I cannot refuse. 

I spent quite a while thinking about his demands, the first one I was fine with and I was willing to go with the second because I trust him. The third I was worried about, at some point once I’ve reached a certain point in my career I do intend to stop hiding this side of myself but I’m not sure if I want that moment to be accompanied by a flood of images and video of me spilling online. 

I discussed this with him and he assured me that it wouldn’t happen like that, he would be subtle and probably a little more profiteering than that, possibly setting up a pay site using his material of me, which is both scary and exciting if I’m honest. 

The four demand was just as scary and exciting! However I did force a couple of caveats on him, he is not allowed to permanently change my outward appearance and is not allowed to land me in jail or hospital. He agreed to that. 

All of which means that this new arrangement is agreed and he is underway planning one of my fantasies. I won’t know which one is going to happen, he will just let me know to make some time available and then it will happen. 

I’ve given him a detailed list of the fantasies but have also put a more succinct version on my blog. As I carry out the fantasies I will write about them on here (I promise!) and then link to the post from the fantasy page. 

I hope you like this idea and will enjoy reading about them. If you have any suggestions for things to happen during the fantasies feel free to comment on the fantasy page, my friend does read my blog he just chooses not to post on it (a source of annoyance to me!) so your suggestions may end up being included!

You can see the fantasy page here