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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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Come With Me

by on Mar.23, 2009, under BDSM

“Come with me, my sweet…” Master Dominic’s deep, resonant voice commanded the pretty young wench. He led Carla, his slave for the evening, down the spiral staircase of his big house in the countryside. Dominic was a handsome man of thirty-four, with a stocky build, a clean-shaven chin, and a head of wavy brown hair. His black-leather outfit complemented his looks and frame well. 

When Carla had first seen Dominic at the invitation-only S&M party earlier that evening, she knew that he was born for the role of a dominant man. She glanced his way a few times, hoping that he would get the hint that she was interested. Carla was the kind of woman any man – dominant or otherwise – would be happy to get to know. She was a petite, yet very attractive twenty-two-year-old woman with fine features.  (continue reading…)

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For My Sweet Pet

by on Mar.19, 2009, under BDSM

I was on my way to my new home with my Master. In a way it was our first home. We’d saved for years, lived in a series of small apartments where the neighbors were always thin walls away, putting money away and dreaming of what we’d have ‘one day’. And now the day was here. (continue reading…)

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Special Night

by on Feb.23, 2009, under BDSM

Jane arrived at Jack’s place right on time. They have been in love for months, and every time either one has had time to dream of a fantasy, the resulting eroticism and mutual pleasure has been nothing short of fantastic! “Hmm? I wonder what Jack has planned for us this evening,” thought Jane.

“May I take your coat, darling?” Jack murmured, as his lips brushed first her perfectly coifed blond hair and then descended moistly to meet Jane’s just-parted ones. “Ahhh, I’m so happy to be with you again, Jack! It’s been a rough week, and I know you will know what I need to get back into myself… tonight!” (continue reading…)

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Tied Up Teasing

by on Feb.14, 2009, under BDSM

Henry groaned. His buttocks contracted and he arched his back, lifting his pelvis off the bed in a futile attempt to reach Jessica’s mouth, hanging teasingly just a centimetre or so above the tip of his straining cock. Her left hand circled the base of his tool, squeezing lightly in a rhythm that matched the slow passage of her tongue in and out between her parted lips.

There was a bead of wetness at the tip of his cock. Jessica dipped and gently licked it up, then dipped a little further and slid her lips down over the silky-smooth head of his dick. It jerked as a spasm of sweet frustration ran through him, and he tried again to force himself upwards further into her mouth. But she rose with him, her lips tight behind the roll of flesh at the head of his penis. (continue reading…)

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Tied Up

by on Feb.11, 2009, under BDSM

I was tied up and she was tied down. What a predicament, what a terribly erotic predicament. My wife had helped the fellow restrain me, to my and her specifications. I was thrilled.

I was tied standing up on the end of the bed, my hands tied to the tops of the heavy wooden canopy bed and my feet were tied spread apart to the sides of the bed. I was naked, my cock and balls swinging in the breeze. I was to be gagged; my mouth was filled with a cock gag. 

My cock and balls were tightly tied with a leather string, the same leather string that lead to my wife’s choker. My cock seemed so hard and heavy right now, I was so excited. I wanted to cum, but I knew that wouldn’t be allowed for a while yet. A long while. I couldn’t move my head side to side but I could look down. I could see my swollen cock dangling and swinging with my excited breathing. (continue reading…)

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Enjoy The Pain

by on Feb.07, 2009, under BDSM

What, you are wondering was my Magical Moment. Well, it was that moment when I discovered that pain was the key to the gateway of pleasure. My first multiple orgasms came as a direct result of my being caned. How can a 19-year-old girl enjoy being hurt? But that is the point, it doesn’t hurt in the accepted sense. 

Surely as a child you must have fallen and grazed your knees, got up and carried on playing without giving it a thought but if your mother lightly smacked the back of your hand, you no doubt broke down crying. There in lies the key. Psychological, if it’s done with love or within a game, it is pleasure. (continue reading…)

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