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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 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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Present Yourself Naked

by on Mar.21, 2009, under BDSM

SPANK! SPANK! The words appeared on the instant message that I sent her,and I could tell from the response that she wanted more. So we had agreed to meet when I was expected to be in her hometown, and I told her not to be late, and to present herself to me naked.

I waited patiently for her arrival at the Four Seasons Hotel, but she was late. I remembered what we had chatted about on the Internet, and looked at the adult toys I had brought with me on the trip.
 
The knock on the door was so faint I almost missed it but as I opened the door I was greeted by the prettiest brunette, with the deepest dimples.

I had dressed appropriately in a leather mini skirt, with thigh high boots. I looked at her and said “If you do not present yourself to me naked I will not acknowledge you”, and with that I closed the door, to the sounds of her protests that it was so public.

Moments later came a soft knock on the door and when I opened it I was greeted with her kneeling naked, her clothes piled neatly on the floor, and I ushered her in my so soundproof room. (continue reading…)

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My Husband Is A Slave Slut

by on Mar.20, 2009, under BDSM

Carina was again pampered, bathed, and provided with perfume. Two women spent almost an hour just applying makeup to her face and fixing her hair into a tight ponytail. Once they were done, another woman came in and handed her some clothes. The clothes consisted of a black, lace bra, black thongs, thigh-hi stockings, black high-heels with ankle straps, mid-thigh length black skirt and a loose fitting white wrap around blouse. Then she was left alone to dress. 

After dressing, Carina viewed herself in the mirror. She looked great. At only 5 feet, the short skirt and loose fitting white wrap around blouse showed off her ass and 36C breasts. Carina hoped Master would be pleased. Carina reached up and stroked her collar as she waited. (continue reading…)

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Punishment

by on Mar.13, 2009, under BDSM

They stood in the front hallway, arguing. An argument was nothing new to them but this time Brook was truly puzzled. She knew Frank was in the wrong.

“You disrespected me in front of everyone. Do you want people laughing at me?” He was as close to shouting as he ever got. Brook, to whom screaming was just one of her many forms of expression, bristled.

“It was a fucking woman,” she yelled. “You’d think it was your own best friend, the way you carry on. Besides, you were looking at her too.”

“The fuck I was,” he said dangerously. “I forbid you to do anything like that ever again.” (continue reading…)

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