She Likes The Pain

by on Oct.12, 2009, under BDSM

She was tough, alright, just as advertised. Tall, blonde, blue-eyed and fiery, and loved her bondage sessions. She had a very high tolerance for pain too, maybe that was what I really admired about her; that she could take anything I could dish out, and then some, and that she truly loved every minute of it!

I think the best time we had was when she came to me begging, pleading for me to really torture her breasts, now, how could I possibly refuse a request like that? Well, I couldn’t, and it was one of the most erotic times we had together.

We went into my playroom and I immediately slapped the leather cuffs on her wrists, then attached them to the overhead pulley and pulled her up till her toes were just barely touching the ground. I quickly stuffed in a ball gag just in case she wanted to complain, but she never did, never would, then I put on the hood, sealing her off from the world quite effectively. (continue reading…)

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A Spanking For You

by on Oct.08, 2009, under BDSM

“Ah, that must be her,” he said to himself. He’d been waiting for her to come over for about an hour. He was annoyed that she was late, but figured he would get even with her later.

“Come in!” he yelled, and she opened the door slowly and peeked in. She looked great. She was wearing a pair of jeans, a sweat-shirt and a nice blouse. He knew because he had seen it before. But even dressed casually she looked really good, and what was underneath made his mouth water.

She walked into the living room slowly, nervous because she had made him sit around waiting for her, but trying to explain.

“I had a class that went overtime and then I was dragged off to do some work with my project partners,” she stammered, “and it took me forever to get away…”

He looked at her and melted, she was so sweet looking. But then he remembered, she had to be punished for being late. But not too much. Just a little torture to spice up the evening for the two of them.

“Strip!” he commanded, “but first come over here and give me a kiss.” (continue reading…)

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My Turn

by on Oct.07, 2009, under BDSM

The heat of the sun…

The feeling of her cock in my ass…

The helplessness of being taken…

These are what I remember most about that afternoon…

As we lay naked together, on the sofa in the morning light, she turned to me and gently said, “I want you to get dressed.” She was smiling softly, and a little sadly, at the thought of what she was about to do to me. What I needed her to do to me. Her clear brown eyes were fixed on mine, in quiet authority, assumed as easily as breathing; her hand touched mine, loving and dismissing me at once.

I stood, heart already beating more quickly, and went upstairs to obey her. As I went I looked around, letting the scene sink deeply into me. (continue reading…)

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I’m Your Bunny

by on Aug.06, 2009, under BDSM

My morning started out as usual, I made my husband and son breakfast and got them off to work and school respectively; then I made decision that would come to change my life. My son is eight; I have been married nine years, am thirty years old, stand five foot seven inches tall, brunette with a thirty-four C cup, twenty three inch waist and weigh in around one thirty four pounds. 

I’m told I’m still a looker. Given all this, my husband has very little sex drive and his idea of sex is get me wet enough to stick his dick in me and cum in me after two or three minutes, roll over and say goodnight. We always do the missionary position. He has no desire to expand our sex life, even a little bit, so I have been masturbating almost since the day we were married. 

I always food shop in the afternoon, but decided on this day to go in the morning and get it over with, as I had other things I wanted to do. I came across this very short lady in the store, trying to get something from the top shelf, so I got it for her and we introduced ourselves and began a running conversation while we shopped. 

When we finished shopping, we went across the street to a coffee shop and she told me what I needed was a nice relaxing swim. Being it was winter, I asked where that was possible and she told me that she had a pool in the house on the third floor. I knew right away who she was then, her house was the talk of the development we lived in, everybody knew the pool was there, but nobody had ever been invited in to see it, so I accepted the invitation.  (continue reading…)

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Sexual Fantasy

by on Aug.03, 2009, under BDSM

The relationship I used to call my marriage had ended just over a year ago and my 44th birthday was a few days away when Jessica walked into the office. As a lawyer who had gone through a publicly humiliating divorce and been shunned by most of polite society in town, seeing her in the office elated me. 

The thought quickly passed through my mind that perhaps people were forgetting and the upscale clients I had lost were considering returning. While lots of other professionals get divorced every day not too many face public accusation of being addicted to kinky sex.

I had been using the internet for years for what I thought was safe exploration of fantasies. However, the more I explored porn sites and visiting adult chat rooms the less interested I became in vanilla sex with my wife. Things in the bedroom had never been what you read about in Penthouse forum letters but it was more pleasurable than just whacking off alone. A continued lack of interest in sex on my part prompted my ex to hire a PI. 

While I had never actually had an offline experience my online and phone sex activities were tracked down and thrown in my face right after she filed for divorce. Even though nothing specific about what the PI discovered appeared in the divorce records Kathy initially made sure that everyone knew I was “addicted to perverted sex”. As a result I agreed to a very generous settlement, got a restraining order against her from discussing me publicly or privately and began rebuilding what was left of a once flourishing law practice. (continue reading…)

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New Girl

by on Jul.15, 2009, under BDSM

Jessica was working the evening shift at the town’s only motel when she noticed an elderly black lady walk in with a young blonde to her side. The ebony lady was in her early 30s, very attractive, tall and well developed while the blond was slightly overweight, in her 40s, and smaller. What was stranger was the black lady had her hand down on the blond ass and was rubbing it and she was dressed like a slut in leather skirt and blouse. 

“I have a reservation for a week,” the elderly lady said. We’re here for a convention this week.

Jessica checked the records and indeed noticed the lady did have a reservation but what was strange was the bill had already been paid by the motel owner wife, her boss, Ally.

“Yes ma’am, I have it here she said. You are in room 302 and the floor is empty this week so you will have all the privacy you want. Can I get you a room,” she asked the blond handing the key to the woman.

“She is my slave and will stay with me,” the woman replied. “Slut get the bags and carry them up to the room.”

Jessica watched in silent as the blonde left and went to the car. She was amazed at what she had just witnessed. Surely it was a joke or something.

“Is something wrong?” the ebony lady asked.

Jessica turned flushed in the face.

“No, I was just surprise at what you said,” she stuttered. “I thought for a moment she was your slave or something.” (continue reading…)

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Present Yourself

by on Jun.01, 2009, under BDSM

The slave stands waiting, knowing he had to please his Mistress.  

Mistress welcomes him into her dungeon.  “Well slave, are you ready for me?”

“Yes Mistress” he replies, standing naked, eyes looking downward,hands clasped behind his back in a classic submissive pose.

“Have you figured out how you’ll present yourself to me?”  she asked,inquiring about their arrangement whereby slave would make himself a present to Mistress for her pleasure.

“Yes Mistress, I’m ready.  I’ll  put my body in bondage for your pleasure, I’ll also put myself into a serious amount of pain and punishment that I can’t to escape from; unless you release me.   I hope to please you” he said.

“Hmmm that depends on how much you suffer … at your own hand.”  “Proceed.”  she ordered.

Slave went to the equipment cupboard and removed various bondage items and sex toys.  Mistress stepped backwards and sat in her chair to watch her slave put himself into some extreme bondage.   She knew he liked self bondage, this time with a twist; he had no way of freeing himself once completed. (continue reading…)

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by on May.18, 2009, under BDSM

My girlfriend and I have had a lot of sex. We were very open about or sexual fantasies with each other and she confessed that she loved it when I talked nasty to her and overpowered her in bed. 

After we had tried every imaginable position, place and penetration, we played all kinds of games, acting out our fantasies with each other, exploring and opening ourselves up from the bottom of our souls. We played the boss/secretary roles, teacher/student, princess and palace slave, and even priest/confessor one kinky night. We did everything!

After a while we began to get bored with the standard sex scenes we’d come up with so far, and decided to take our sex life up to the next level. So one day, just for fun, she decided to tie me up. She tied me to her bed with my hands and feet lashed to each of the four posts, and put a blindfold on me as well, just to tease me even more. (continue reading…)

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A Secure Master

by on Apr.23, 2009, under BDSM

I think of myself as a firm yet loving, Master. One who will punish his sub when the need arises yet will reward her with my touch.. with my caring.. when she pleases me as she should. Unlike some Doms, I do not needlessly punish my sub or subs, only if the situation calls for it and generally it will at one point or another. When that happens I have many tools at my disposal for said punishment: paddles, a cat o’ nine tails, a leather strap, clothes pins for the nipples etc. All bring out pleasure carefully mixed with a touch of pain which enhances the former sensation. 

I am a Dom who is larger than life for my subs draw upon that.. feed upon my energy and in turn that strengthens me. “Lord Raven” is ‘6 6″ tall, 280 pounds of muscle with jet black hair which stops at the small of my back above my ass. I have vibrant, green eyes which shine like a cats and a black goatee. It can make me appear more menacing or like a gentler man, depending  upon the expression I wear upon my face at the time. (continue reading…)

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Up The Ass

by on Apr.06, 2009, under BDSM

Clare was beginning to be obsessed with the thought of being dominated by a younger female. She was in her late forties and married to a man who was wealthy and had his own business. She could have anything she wanted except the type of sex she craved and desired. Her husband was always too busy at work or too tired when he got home. 

She turned to the internet at first masturbating at the pictures she found only to find she was more attracted to the thought of a younger woman dominated an older one. The thought was sick but she couldn’t help getting wet and cumming at the pictures and stories. She even tried having sex with a few guys without her husband knowledge only to find it wouldn’t satisfy her need. (continue reading…)

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