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Greedy Cunt…

After a week of not being able to see each other…Monday worked out. i had sent JB a picture of a bondage table, when i saw it, i knew He would love it…i told Him i wanted one. He sat a drew up His plans and His materials list. i had no idea when He would have it finished…but i knew it would be soon. We chatted for a few minutes in the morning…before He sent me off to get the room and myself ready, without telling me He finished His part of the table. i immediately logged off and ran next door to straighten out the room and set up the toys, before getting myself ready.

He called while i was in the shower…telling me i had about 40 minutes…i had time. i got to the room, put on the corset, stocking and heels. i was in position when He walked in the room…He commented on the shadowbox i made for Him. He walked over to me and put on my collar…He pulled me to my knees and kissed me. Helping me up from the floor, He stood me facing the window, telling me not to look. i could hear Him leave the room…drag something up the stairs. i had a feeling it might be the table…i couldn’t wait to turn around and see it.

When He had finally gotten it up the stairs and into the room, He told me to turn around and kneel on top of it. He helped me down and had me sit on the futon…while He attached the uprights to the sides. i was officially out of session mode :( He talked to me while He was working on the table…telling me “play with that pussy, do something other than sit there.” So, doing as i was told…i reached down and played for Him…waiting for Him to tell me when to cum. i was already wet, before i even started, just the thought of the table…had me all ready for Him. i came a couple times before He was done with the table….and every now and then i would hear Him chuckle to Himself.

He finished setting up the table, He locked in my wrist cuffs…telling me not to stop rubbing…then the ankle cuffs. He helped me off the futon onto the table…He placed a towel under each knee…the table was solid, not a wiggle. He took out the thigh cuffs and fastened them to the uprights…spreading my knees far apart…then fastened my ankles to the rings behind me…i was held tightly in place. He came around the front of the table, fastened the ring on my collar to a bit of chain on the ring in front of me…holding me forward. He clipped my wrists to the uprights…to a ring above where my thighs were.

He unzipped His pants…i was at the perfect height, held tightly to the table…He held the back of my head in His, my hair tangled into His hand…telling me to suck. i did my best, but He had to help me move…i was bound tightly to the table. “If ms.p were here, she could take a picture of this for us, that would be hot…don’t you think?” All i could do was manage a half nod…with my mouth full of Him. my thigh muscles started to burn, just a little, from being spread just a little more than i am used to…but i loved it. My arms started to burn under the strain of holding myself up…to suck His cock.

When He was done…He pulled His belt from the loops and strapped me across the ass with it…telling me i had earned it back. He picked up the new toy…a slut zapper (cute, huh)…not so much after you get zapped, on an already warmed ass. i usually don’t say “ouch”, but i did when He zapped me…it was stronger than i expected it to be. Part of me hated it and the other part…OMG, wanted it again…well until He threatened to zap a nipple or my clit. (i’ll get to that part later).

He released my wrists from the uprights…allowing me to rest them for a little while…and He went back to zapping me a few more times. Then…something popped into His head, as it usually does in the moment. He walked back in front of me and unzipped His pants again…telling me, as He was pushing Himself back into my mouth “Don’t bite me or else.” i could feel the panic rise…know just what He had in mind…He was going to zap me while i sucked His cock. i started to beg Him not to…i was afraid if He zapped me…i would bite down…the tears started falling. Doing as i was told…He zapped me…i didn’t bite down, i pulled away…He zapped me again…and again. He ran the zapper across my jaw bone, laughing to Himself…as i sucked in panic of being zapped on the face. He ran the zapped down my ribs to my nipple…i squeezed my eyes shut and cried…pulling away begging him not to. “Did I tell you to stop?” “No, Sir” …i continued sucking…He slid the zapped down my stomach, stopping for a second on my inner thigh…i panicked…know i couldn’t stop what i was doing…in fear that He would zap me on the inner thigh.

He pulled away from me…still dragging the zapper on my skin…searching for a new spot to zap…He stopped just above my clit…i held onto the front of the table. i started sobbing, knowing it would hurt…more than i could handle…He told me not to flinch away from Him. i cried harder…begging Him not to, that i couldn’t handle it there. Every now and then He would laugh to Himself…knowing how much i was freaked out. He put the zapper down and released me form the table.

He had me sit and rest while He took the table out of the room. When He came back into the room…He had me stand in front of the cross…securing my cuffs with the clips. He slapped my cunt, telling me to cum for Him. He fastened the clamps to my nipples…tightly, pulling them…stretching my nipples…it hurt. i wasn’t in the right head space…i hadn’t been since we started. i tried to focus and get myself where i needed to be…i just couldn’t get there. He asked me if i had enough…i had, but i hadn’t…i was struggling to get there. So He continued…pushing a finger to my g-spot, He rubbed until i came…dripping onto the towel beneath me. He demanded “Again, cum again!” i really couldn’t stop cumming at that point…i was messing the floor…i could feel it running down my legs…soaking my stockings.

He slapped my cunt hard…telling me to cum…over and over. My heels came up off the floor…i couldn’t keep my feet flat…standing and cumming. He told me “keep your feet flat!” i tried, but as i came again, i rose back up off my heels…He zapped my inner thigh…telling me again “keep your fucking feet flat on the floor!” With all the strength i had left…i willed my heels to stay planted where He wanted them…as i came.

He stood up…applied tape over my mouth…He rubbed my clit hard, telling me to take a deep breathe, He pinched my nose closed… “when you cum, you can breathe.” He rubbed harder, i came quickly…He repeated this a couple of times, before asking me “have you had enough now?” “yes, Sir”. The towel on the floor was wet, i was still dripping down my legs. He wiped my legs and removed my stockings…before helping me to the futon.

Walking over to me He asked, “is that ass mine today?” “yes, Sir”. He had the bottle of lube with Him, as He knelt on the floor, beside the futon…dragging me into position on my back. He bent and ever so lightly flick my clit with His tongue. He licked my cunt and my asshole…bringing me back to the edge of orgasm…again. He told me to play with my cunt…as He dripped lube onto His hand and my ass. He slowly pushed His finger in, as He told me to cum. Adding more lube before sliding in another finger…loosening me up…He told me to fuck back onto His hand. More lube and another finger…i was still fucking His hand and rubbing my clit…cumming when told to. He slid in a fourth finger…as i was pushing back on His hand…i stopped rubbing my clit…it was too sensitive and was starting to hurt. As i pushed back into His hand…He pushed further into my ass…i came with such a force…i soaked the towel, floor and Him. i freaked myself out…i had never cum that hard with such force before…i begged to stop.

He helped me clean up…grabbing a dry towel from the chair. i started to cry…He asked me if i was ok. i was, but i wasn’t able to tell Him how i felt…He said, “that it was always there, just waiting to be released” He was right…but it was also, so unexpected. After we fucked…and cuddled for a while…i asked Him, if i freaked Him out as much as i freaked myself out. He told me no…that it would take more than that to ever freak Him out…that He loved it. Three days later…i am still shaken by it all…it was so intense.

A call…

On Friday, we planned on calling the woman we have been chatting with…i think we shall call her ms. p…lol. We were out together most of the morning, finishing around noon time…we decided to head back and go to the room. We called ms. p, when we arrived, we had planned the call with her, earlier in the day…but she didn’t answer. JB left her a voice message, telling her “you missed your call, I am turning off the phone and fucking lc.” i blushed a little. ;)

He told me to get undressed as He tossed the phone aside…telling me to leave my panties on. i was sitting on the futon…when He walked over to me, telling me “suck it, don’t make me wait!” He grabbed a fistful of hair…forcing me to go faster…occasionally gagging me. He let go of my hair and told me to take Him in my mouth deeper…i can only take Him so far, before i feel the gag, but it is better than it was before.

He laid back on the futon…telling me to continue sucking Him off. He asks me “do you like sucking my cock?”, i nod…i do, it is strange…but i don’t stress myself over it anymore…JB has very extremely patient with me over this issue. He tells me i am doing a good job and that He is proud of me…for getting over this. Still have work to do, but i will get there, with His help.

Anyway…back to the story…lol

He told me to kneel on the mattress as He put on a condom…kneeling behind me He asked “where do you want to be fucked today, your ass or your cunt?” i said “my cunt” …i wasn’t prepared for anal sex and i fear messiness…which can happen, when a slut isn’t prepared properly.

He entered me quickly and hard…pushing Himself in as deep as possible…pulling my head back with my hair…wound in His hand. i could hear my neck popping from the tension…i love that…being used so hard and rough. He whispered things about what might happen with ms. p…if she comes to play. “I might have her lick your cunt, while i fuck your ass.” “Maybe, you will be sucking me off, while she licks your cunt.” i could feel the shivers run down the length of my spine…leaving a trail of goose bumps behind.

He told me, i was soaked, i could hear the sloshing in my cunt as He fucked me. He fucked me hard, telling me not to dare cum, until i begged and was given permission. i could feel it building…almost to the point of no return, i started begging to cum…not wanting to disappoint Him and cum without permission. He made me hold off a little longer…until He told me… “cum, NOW!” i could feel the wetness run down the inside of my thigh… “cum, again” He told me…again and again. He came with me…and stayed in me…waiting for my cunt to stop pulsing.

We laid together on the futon…i asked “can we please call, again?” He said “No, her loss.” i asked again…telling Him, i really wanted to call her…to talk to her before i got cold feet…i even batted my eyelashes…which really got me nowhere. All He asked, was if i had something in my eye…and not to bat them so hard i might strain myself. He got up and dressed…i laid around naked on the futon, not wanting Him to leave…hoping He would stay longer.

i begged again to call her…He said “nope, another day.” But, He did give in and call her…YAY! We talked to her on speaker phone for a few minutes…JB told her He fucked me hard and that she missed hearing it on the phone. He sat next to me while i laid on the mattress…He reached over while we were all talking and rubbed my cunt. He told me to cum as He pushed a finger into me…rubbing the g-spot…i came…red faced, because ms. p, was on the phone…He slapped my cunt and told me to cum again…of course i did. When the call was over, He said “you know I had to do that, right?” What else could i say but, “yes, Sir.”

It was nice to finally talk to her, to hear her voice…we are planning a coffee date sometime within the next 2 weeks or so. i will let you all know how it goes…i am not as nervous about it as i was in the beginning.

Quick and harsh…

Monday’s session was planned, but things had changed and the plans were on hold for most of the morning. i decided to get ready anyway, just in case, things had changed again and He was able to stop by. At 11:00am, He called telling me He was on His way…that i had about 40 minutes to have myself and the room ready for Him. i quickly got into the shower…shaved and washed myself. i got dressed as quickly as possible, catching a glimpse of the time, i still had a bit of time…i shouldn’t have any problem being ready for Him. Then the phone rang…my mother…she can talk for a long time, i quickly got her off the phone and got myself to the room. i had only a few short minutes left…i quickly pulled the box and longer toys from the shelf and set up the table. Just as i was about to change out the memory card in the camera…the garage door opened. My heart raced, i was still in my clothes…i quickly stripped and tossed my clothes under the chair and got into position, before JB opened the door.

He asked why the heater wasn’t on…i told Him “i ran out of time.” It was a little chilly in the room…it has gotten cooler the last few days. He tossed my collar on the floor by my head, asking “why isn’t this on?” i was confused, He hadn’t asked me to put on my own collar…we have this whole ritual, when we have a session…He always puts on my collar…it always helps put my mind in the right space. He asked… “Didn’t I tell you, that when you come into this room, you are to put on your collar?” i tried to remember the words He used, thinking somehow, i had not remembered… “you told me to put it on during my alone time, Sir” He answered me back… “that’s right I did say that, from now on you are to put it on every time you come into this room. I want it on you when I walk through the door.” My heart sank, i love when He puts it on me…i wanted to cry, but it is the way He wants it from now on.

He knelt beside me and lock on my collar…pulling me closer to Him by the ring…kissing me. i reached up to touch His arm, but quickly pulled it back…remembering i didn’t have permission to touch Him. He asked me if i had moved my hand up, wanting to say no. He must have felt the slight brush of my finger on His sleeve. “Yes, Sir” He gave me a pass, because i caught myself.

He stood up in front of me, holding onto the ring on my collar…telling me “quickly, don’t make me wait.” i unzipped His pants as quickly as i could…and took Him into my mouth. He held onto my hair tightly, moving me quicker…when He was done, He pulled away from me…wiping his cock across my face, before zipping His pants back up.

He locked on my cuffs and attached the new clamps to my nipples…squeezing them tightly…pulling on them to be sure they were on tight enough. He helped me stand and clipped me to the cross. He took the other four clamps and attached them to my cunt…they were light weight, but tight. Every so often, He would tug on the clamps, pulling my nipples tight. He rubbed my cunt, hard…telling me not to cum as He tugged on the clamps. He rubbed my cunt harder telling me to cum for Him…i came…exploding into His hand. He went back to pulling on the clamps…pulling my sore nipples, just a bit more, telling me again to cum for Him. It is almost an automatic response now…just hearing Him tell me to cum.

He removed the clamps from my nipples and started to pull at the clamps on my cunt…pulling them apart, pushing His fingers inside me…rubbing the g-spot, until i couldn’t hold back any longer. He walked away…bringing a piece of chain, back with Him. He wove the chain through the ring on my collar and into the clamps…fastening it behind me with the small bungee cord…wrapped behind the cross. He was forcing my cunt open…He slapped my exposed clit with the flogger, until i was whithering on the cross…cumming hard. He slapped my inner thighs, until they had a slight pink tint…and went back to my clit.

He picked up  the nipple vice…fastening it on tightly. He took the chain and fed it through the loop on the vise and around the back of the cross once again. Forcing my cunt further open…pulling on the clamps. i was getting to my breaking point, i wasn’t sure how much more i could take. He again slapped my cunt with the crop…forcing me on my toes, trying to ease some of the pain off my cunt, but there was no escaping it. He commanded i cum again…dripping on the floor as it hit me once again. He asked “Have you had enough? Do you want me to stop?” i said “Yes, Sir…please.”

He kissed me telling me “good girl, that’s my girl.” He removed the chain and the vice…then the clamps, He took off slowly…rubbing the skin to bring back the circulation. He released me for the cross telling me “I finally broke you.” He had, i had gotten to my breaking point…i held onto His neck…just holding Him, wanting to be as close to Him as i could be. he helped to to the futon and removed my cuffs and collar…i was hoping He would leave my collar on a little longer…but the session was over.

He laid beside me telling me how proud He was of me, for saying when i had enough. We laid together for a little while, while i came down…He stroked my ace so softly and ran His hand in my hair…looking at me with that gleam in His eye. He makes me feel so beautiful, when He looks at me like that. He slipped on a condom and fucked me hard…having me cum a few more times…cumming with me. We laid together for a while longer, before having to get up. It was a perfect session…short and harsh.

Here is a picture of the new clamps…

clamps

Pain!

LC mentioned, we are looking for another to join us. For reasons I won’t go into, I can’t induldge my sadistic streak with LC . This is not because of anything she is lacking or any short comings, on her part it’s for personal and physical reasons.

As I said before, I have a nasty sadistic streak and lately I’ve felt the strong urge, to indulge in it, mostly for selfish reasons and partly for LC’s further training. So we have started looking for a pain slut, I think we have found her, but only time will tell. In LC’s last post, she said something to me that touched me. She said “i want you to hurt me, too” from the second she said that I have thought about it.

To those of us that are in the D/s lifestyle, you know, how beautiful that sounded to me. To me it embodied who she is, as a sub and a woman, she’s found her place and the lucky man that I am, it’s with me! LC, I love you for that!

Now she also told me a “Dom” or two, have contacted her and told her, they would never treat her like I do or “hurt” her, so I have a few thoughts on pain.

Pain! There’s the big pain of life, upsetting all your plans and expectations. There are, the little pains of failures. The pains of success, that didn’t live up to, what you thought it would or should be. And the pains of your family, friends and loved ones, of how much they can hurt you or how they touch your life and touch your soul and change you forever.

Everyone is down on pain, because they forget something very important about it. Pain is for the living. Only the dead feel no pain.

Pain is a part of life. Sometimes it’s a big part and sometimes it isn’t. But either way it’s a part of our lives for better or for worse.

Pain does two things, it tells you, you’re alive and then it passes and leaves you changed forever. I honestly don’t know, if that change is a good thing or a bad thing. It might leave you wiser and sometimes, it leaves you stronger. But either way, pain leaves it’s mark and everything in life, that is important to you is going to involve it in some form or another.

Adding pain to the image of LC, is just a forgone conclusion, of helping to bring her from the woman she was to the woman she is now. Its no different than an artist, mixing in new color, it adds depth and new emphasis to who she has become. I like to think, I help her with life’s pains as she helps me with mine and by giving her my pain, I take away from some of hers.

Lc, I love you and I’m proud to call you mine…JB

Negotiations…

There has been mention here…several times, that JB and i are looking for a 3rd to come play, with us. We have been chatting with someone over the last week…nothing has been arranged just yet, we haven’t met her or made a final decision, about anything. But, we have started looking in earnest. i have my fears about it all…JB and i have talked about them and He has put my mind at ease, although i am not totally there yet…i am getting there.

JB stopped by, He said to drop off the A/C for the room and a couple new crops He bought. However…as we all know, it is always more than a quick stop. i was already in the room waiting for Him. i had put the heater away for the season and pulled out the fan, to cool the room a little bit…the windows had been open for a few days, so it smelled so nice and fresh up there.

When He got into the room, i was sitting on the futon. He leaned down and kissed me…He looked so good in His workout clothes. He pushed me back onto the mattress and pulled me to the edge…pulling off my skirt. It happened so fast, i wasn’t sure what was happening…as He pushed my legs back and licked my cunt…biting my clit. Telling me to cum for Him…He slapped my cunt, until i came for Him…then He went back to licking and biting.

He stood grabbing a condom from the shelf, dragging me to the center of the mattress…He pushed into me. There was nothing slow or soft about it, He just slid in and fucked me hard. He told me to look at Him…He told me He knows i am worried about adding another…that i have fears and concerns. He fucked me hard and deliberate…making His point while He fucked me, marking each word with a hard thrust.

He reassured me that He loved me, that nothing bad was going to happen. That He just wanted someone else to hurt on occasion, for me to watch Him hurt another. i cried a little…a lone tear slipping past my lids… “i want you to hurt me too.” He promised He would…as He always hurts me. It made me feel better. He told me to cum again…and again. When He finished fucking me, we laid together on the mattress…just looking into each other’s eyes. He had His arm around me…He told me He loved me and not to worry so much. He told me i had beautiful eyes…and He kissed me. We didn’t have a lot of time…it was getting late. We got up and dressed…said our goodbyes.

No final plans have been made yet…about adding another. We may have found someone, but we still have talking and getting to know each other, to get done…first. But, we are talking to someone…only time will tell if she will be what we are looking for.

JB…i just want you to know, i trust you, i know you won’t let anything bad happen. i remember about a year ago, i had given you a hand written letter, asking you to push me…to expand my horizons…telling you, that i was yours, to do with as you pleased. All weekend, i have thought about that letter…knowing that this is what i asked for, for you to push me and you are and always have. i couldn’t have gotten this far, without you!!! Please don’t ever stop pushing those boundaries…expanding my horizons…taking me places, i have never been before…i trust you with my life and i know you would never hurt me. i am yours…do with me as you please. i love you…with my whole being!!!

Raw…

We tried for a session on Monday, but my damn cycle, that had stopped for 2 days, came back just as we were starting. i have issues with my flow…i always have…so i am not comfortable playing while i have it…so, JB stopped. We just laid there together on the futon…cuddling for a little while. Kissing and pinching…something that never stops and i just love when He sinks His teeth into me…mmmm. He grabbed the lube and a condom from the closet, as He told me to get on my knees and face the window.

Kneeling behind me…He growls in my ear…His tone makes me shiver “I’m going to fuck that ass.” i try to hold back a moan, but i can’t. He pushes a lubed finger into my ass…over and over…adding more and more lube. He tells me to cum…cumming hard as He continues to loosen me with His fingers. Then i can feel Him pushing forward into me…slowly, letting me get used to His cock in my ass. He waits until i tell Him i am ready for more. Pushing in a little more He stops…then pushes forward until He is all in. Slowly He fucks me, telling me, what a filthy whore i am.

I grab hold of the futon frame, as He pulls my head back with a fistful of hair. He fucks me hard, i can hear Him grunting behind me…He taunts me with words i can’t remember…just His tone, so raw and hot. He taunts until i start begging for more…for Him to fuck my ass harder…unrelenting fucking. “Please don’t stop.” i beg. He taunts again, “don’t stop what slut?” “Please don’t stop fucking me…please.” He taunts, “How do you want it my filthy slut?” “Please fuck me harder…please, don’t ever stop.” i can’t hold it back it is like a flood…that just keeps coming. He tells me to cum…i cum hard…it doesn’t stop…wave after wave, i cum for Him. He starts grunting just before He cums Himself…collapsing on my back when He is finished.

We napped for a while…snuggled together on the futon. Wishing we had more time, to just stay there wrapped up in each other…

Unplanned…Time…

JB was able to get out of work early on Friday…He called telling me i had about an hour to get ready…i ran to the room and turned on the heater. He told me not to put out all the toys, just the vibes. When i got back home, i decided on my usual session prep…takes a little longer, but i had time. i just never know what He has in mind…lol. i got to the room just as He was pulling into the driveway, i waited for Him on the stairs and we went in the room together.

After a hug and kiss…we quickly got undressed…He pulled the futon open, telling me to lay back. He pulled me to the edge of the mattress, pushed my knees to my chest…and licked my cunt.

i have had this post in queue, unable to find the right words…nothing seems to come close to how i felt this day. We didn’t have regular “session”…it was something very intimate and very difficult for me to write about. i will give you a few little details…and you can fantasize about how you thought it went…and what may have happened.

  • altoids
  • rubber gloves
  • lots of lube
  • gushing orgasms
  • a bird in the hand or was that a fist in the bush…lol
  • wet towels
  • happy sated slut, who can’t ever stop
  • a good hard fuck to end the visit

So there you have it…some little details. Feel free to comment or speculate and most of all fantasize.

When you say nothing at all…

When you say Nothing at all - Alison Krauss

It’s amazing how you can speak right to my heart
Without saying a word, you can light up the dark
Try as I may, I could never explain
What I hear when you don’t say a thing

The smile on your face lets me know that you need me
There’s a truth in your eyes saying you’ll never leave me
The touch of your hand says you’ll catch me if ever I fall
You say it best when you say nothing at all

All day long I can hear people talking out loud
But when you hold me near, you drown out the crowd
Old Mr. Webster could never define
What’s being said between your heart and mine

The smile on your face lets me know that you need me
There’s a truth in your eyes saying you’ll never leave me
The touch of your hand says you’ll catch me if ever I fall
You say it best when you say nothing at all

The smile on your face lets me know that you need me
There’s a truth in your eyes saying you’ll never leave me
The touch of your hand says you’ll catch me if ever I fall
You say it best when you say nothing at all