Fullfilled

lying there, the fear creeping into my consciousness. To be restrained is almost a phobia with me. Seeing her work the rope with her hands, twisting it into little loops knowing that they would soon be upon me. There was a twinkle in her eyes, almost a look of great pleasure that crept into her face as she applied the rope around my wrist. Working the rope around to the other one and cinching it. Leaning in to tease me with her gorgeous breasts, gently brushing my face with them, I strained against the ropes, trying to get my lips upon those lovely mounds. Finding that she knew how far to keep them from me, and just let me dart around, trying to get a nipple in my mouth, just when I'd almost succeed she'd just pull it away expelling a wicked cackle with every attempt. "You're so cute there all tied up" she said as she smiled at me. With that statement she leaned in and smothered me with her breasts and leaned over and started nibbling on my arm, holding it down, and gently applying her teeth to my skin. My fear of the situation, quickly turned to that of desire, "What are these feelings inside of me?" Feeling as though if she didn't touch me I'd wither and die. I needed her, I needed her to touch me. Being so preoccupied with that sensation, I barely noticed her tying my feet in a similar fashion. There I was tied to her bed. She could do anything she wanted to me. Being tied up at first scared me, however with her it was different. I trusted her. I wanted to be at her mercy, she was everything to me. The desire to serve her, to please her burned at my very core. She stood there for a moment, eying me. Her smile was so beautiful. I was thankful for her, to give myself to her was such a special gift. That first sensation of her touch sent waves of sensations down my spine. Kissing up my legs, and stopping to gently nibble in the middle. Lying there, in the midst of it all, realizing that this woman was everything I'd ever dreamed of....

Heart

Lying there next to her, feeling her soft skin rubbing upon my own, her soft sighs of contentment. With every breath she took, I could feel her. A feeling that can't be explained by conventional means. A feeling that permeates your very being, undeniable, a feeling that is unshakable, yet indescribable. My hand tingles at the sensation of touching her. Knowing that she is next to me, brings such peace. "How does she make me feel this way?" I think to myself. She is the only woman, who has ever seen inside of me. Who has ever gotten close to me. I opened the door to my soul to her. All those years of pain and disappointment, were worth the time suffering. She is mine, and I am hers. If she was but to ask, I'd give anything of myself to her. "If she could only see into my heart, and if she only knew how much of it is hers" I gently whisper. Next to her, I feel complete, as if a piece of me that had been lost, has been found. A warm feeling fills my soul as I wrap my arms around this angel that has been given to me.

A lesson

She was crying, tears running down her cheeks. "I'm sorry, I don't mean to cry" she sobbed. I wrapped my arms around her and asked,"How come you are so upset." "I am afraid that you will leave as all the others have. I don't want to face the world without you" she told me. I felt her pain, knowing all too well that same emptiness and fear. I looked down into her eyes and knew what I must do. "Alright from this moment forth, you are my sub and will do as I command, do you agree?" I asked. "I'm not sure if I can, if I say yes, can I change my mind later?" she questioned. "You can end it at any time you wish, but know this, if you do, your training stops completely" I warned. With that I said, "This is your first assignment. Write me ten sentences, each one of them starting with, I am a sexy bitch because.... You have three days to complete it, which after I won't talk to you until its done." She gasped,"Wow that is going to be hard to do." An answer that I expected, I've seen into her, she has self worth issues, has been used and abused in her past and it was now my job to show her different. A couple of days pass and sure enough she brought me the list, completed.

"Alright, it seems that you're taking this seriously, which is good. Now go get the rice and pour a little on the floor there. Then kneel upon it." I stated. "But didn't I do what you asked?" she asked seeming confused. "Do not question, just do." She hesitated for a moment, seemingly lost. She finally decided to kneel upon the rice, and winced upon doing so. I walk over and hand her the list and say, "Now read to me the list." She picks up the paper and begins to read off her reasons. "Now read them to me like you mean them." She started to weep softly. "This really is starting to hurt master" she whined. "Good perhaps it will get your attention, since words are lost on you, read them again," I said coolly. She read her list to completion a second time. "That just won't do, so I guess you're stuck" I was forced to say. I walked over and grabbed her hair, lifted her head up and asked her "Do you like it down there? Does that position bring you pleasure?" "No master", she replied.
I raised my voice slightly, "Then why do you not do what I ask?" "But I am master, I'm doing everything you asked but I'm still being punished" she cried. " How does that make you feel?" I asked. "Do you like this situation? Do you like being treated unfairly? Seemingly you do everything right but you still feel punished?" She paused for a moment looking at me, the tears had stopped. "This is exactly what you do to yourself every time you let someone else have power over you in your life. You feel powerless and worthless so you do whatever it is you feel is nesessary to please them. So if you feel that this situation is unfair and that you are in the right, then you know what to do. Unless you want to keep reading," I stated with authority. "But that will be disobeying you," she sobbed. "When this all started I told you it would be hard, and the choices you make will be difficult," I reminded her. "So one more time from the top, let's hear that list," I commanded. She had a look on her face, tears began to stream down her cheeks, instead of reading her list she started to rise from the floor, I didn't say a word, she kept her eyes on me the entire time. She stood up looked me in the eyes and almost shouted her list at me. I rose from my chair and walked to her, she was shaking head to toe almost shivering. "Now when you chose to rise from the floor, why did you do it? I asked. "It hurt really bad I couldn't take any more. I'm sorry master that I stood without your permission" "Oh I only asked you to kneel, I never said for how long. You decided that must be what I want so you continued in the pain to please me. You never thought to stop and ask me if I wanted you to continue to kneel, you just assumed. Lesson one, never should a master ask you to complete a task then punish you, but every time you do these things in your life, to hurt yourself to please someone, you are doing just that" I stated. Upon completion of that sentence, she looked up at me with tear filled eyes, it was almost as if a safe had been cracked. I could see years of pain and anguish on her face. "Come here you gorgeous thing you," I said while scooping her up in my arms. She buried herself into my chest and sobbed uncontrollably. I packed her into the bedroom and laid her upon the bed, climbed up into the bed with her, pulled the blankets up over us, and just laid with her. She clung to me like a new born. Some time passed and her sobbing lessened a bit, and through red eyes and a cracking voice she told me, "Thank you"

Lost in battle

"How are you today?" was the question. I really didn't have an answer. Replying with a simple "Oh the usual, another day another dollar, fifty cents after taxes" brings a bit of a chuckle from those around me. It has been a rough couple months. Trying to reconcile what I believe to be right, everything I've been taught to believe is being challenged. The person I love is asking me to do things that go against the very grain of my being. So what do I do? What are my choices? Can I exist between these two worlds? Is my love for her strong enough to allow me to bend so she can pursue her desires? I've learned so much, my eyes have been opened, the demons that I once thought roamed this place, weren't what they seemed. It was just so different, so alien to me, I had trouble taking in all this new world had to offer. "It means so much to her, she deserves to have this" I tell myself. That battle raged inside me. Finally the decision was made for me. I no longer have to worry about what she does, it is no longer my responsibility. I still think of her. My heart is with her. I can't try and pretend to not love her. I hope she is happy where ever she is. I miss her. I'm sorry I couldn't be what you needed. I love you wherever you are. Think bad of me all you want, but you know in your heart that I love you more than you'll ever give me credit for.

Mon cœur saigne pour être la vôtre près, je vous aime plus que la vie elle-même.

Attachment

She walked into the room, as often a person does. Without much purpose or anything out of the ordinary. Sitting at the computer working, not paying much attention to my surroundings. Coming over to me, she reaches out and grabs a hold of my chair. Spinning it to face her, she asks"So you busy?" "Never for you suga, what's on your mind?" was my reply. "Come with me, I want to show you something" she said. I couldn't help but think to myself,"Now I wonder what this is all about, man I got to get this project done before the deadline." Being led into the bedroom, she sat me on the bed and says, "Wait here." I didn't say a word, something was different, she was a little bit less submissive than in past days. Something was out of place, and I just couldn't put my finger on it. "Alright close your eyes please" she asked from the other room. "They're closed," I replied. I hear footsteps on the carpet, that soft shuffling of bare feet you can just tell. She walks to me and says, alright open your eyes. She was wearing what looked like black rubber, all tight and shiny. It looked like a single piece with several cutouts. To be honest a bikini may have had more material in it. She had on knee high boots just as tight. All of it accented with bits of chrome loops and chain with connection loops at the wrists "Do you like my new outfit" she blinked at me. For the first time I didn't have any words to speak, I sat there drinking in her body, her outfit, the way she stood, so sexy, so powerful. "Hold out your hand." she asked. Reaching out my palm, she took her hands from behind her and laid in my hands a collar. After setting it in my hands, she kneeled before me, pulled her hair up, and bowed her head. "I am yours to do with as you wish master. No one has ever made me feel as you do. You treat me with respect, honor, and love. I never thought I'd find one worthy to hold this. Today is that moment" she revealed to me. I was taken back, this woman finds me worthy? What an honor, a privilage for such a lovely woman, such a generous soul and here she is offering herself to me. She put her hands on mine and guided them to her neck, I placed the collar upon her neck, when the snaps clicked, a surge of power went through my body. This was now my responsibility, she was now mine, to look after and to care for. As my mind was taking in the experience, she brought up a leash and handed it to me. She took the end, rubbed it over her breasts, teasing me with it, then clicking it into place. When she attached it to the collar, she shuddered. I knew that shudder all too well. Taking the leash in my hand, I stood. I tugged gently on it, bringing her to her feet. Reaching under her chin to raise her head, I looked deep into her eyes. I couldn't help but notice my cheek felt cool. I wrapped my arms around her and held her close for a time. Taking her up in my arms I tell her, "Perhaps it's time for a break from work."

Beginnings

The touch of her lips, a sensation that hadn't stirred in me since my heart was broken. For a moment, when we touched, all of the hurt seemed to melt away. Her touch was different than the others. Her hands found their way around me, she looked deep into my eyes as if peering into my soul. Holding that gaze, for what seemed like an eternity, then pressing her lips to mine. Exchanging little kisses in the moonlight, joking and laughing. Laughing until tears ran down our cheeks. A light sprang forth from the darkness in my heart, filling me with warmth. Kissing her cheek, kissing her neck, listening to her responses, reveling in those sweet sounds. Oh how I enjoy pleasing a woman. No drug on the planet can duplicate how I feel when a woman makes sounds like that. Such a beautiful woman, submitting to my touch, while I submit to hers.... that is art. Could it be love?

The Beginning

Her skin as smooth as silk, running my hands so gently over her shoulders, watching as she responded to every touch. I was full of desire for her, she was so different, so exotic to me. Her lips were full and pouty, oh how I loved to watch them move as I touched her. I could get lost in her eyes for an eternity. Almost nervous with such a beautiful woman. Watching her face as I touch her. Every touch, every kiss brings with it her exhalations of pleasure. When my lips find their way to her neck, her gentle moans grow in intensity. My lips dance around her neck, and gently brushing up against her ear, she shudders. I say, "Hmmmm what's this?" while brushing my lips across her earlobe. She responds in broken english "Thaaaaats my eaaarrrrrr." Her entire body shudders as I exhale warm breath across it. "oooooo, looks like I found a new toy to play with" I say with a coy smile. "You are soooooo naughty," she says while smiling at me in my arms. "Just wait, you haven't seen anything yet," I say with a sly grin. As the last word leaves my lips, a shiver goes down her body.

The Morning

Hearing footsteps, I slowly being to awake. I can hear footsteps going from the bedroom, to the bathroom, to the front room. "I wonder what's up" I think to myself. Heading to the bathroom for the usual "morning visit". Walking out into the living room I ask her "Everything ok?" "I don't feel good, I feel sick." She replies. I respond by saying, " Oh that just means your pregnant." From the look on her face she isn't amused in the slightest. "No, I just feel kind of, you know, yucky," was her reply. "When you're done with what you're doing, would you be so kind to accompany me to the bed?" I inquire. "Alright just give me a second to finish this up." she replied dryly. I turn and go to the bedroom. I do a few warm up exercises to build body heat, and I crawl under the blankets. A little times passes and she comes in the room, I peak from under the blankets, "You really are beautiful" a compliment that doesn't seem to be noticed. I lift up the blankets to let her crawl inside. She lies her head on her pillow. I wrap my arms around her. "My gosh you're warm", she says. I respond with, "I can't take away what ails you, but I hope this makes you feel better in some small way" I can't help but think to myself, the love I have for this woman scares me. It reaches every part of me. For the first time in my life, I feel loved, needed, wanted. I sincerely hope that there in my arms, she knows.

New Territory

A date at her house, this was familar to me. I stopped off and bought a container of flowers. "I wonder what we'll do tonight?" I thought to myself. Pulling up in front of the house, the lights were on. I step around in back of the car to get her boquet ready. Upon being satisfied with how the flowers look, I make my way to the door. The screen door is shut, but the main door is open, "Hmmm odd for this time of year, it's a bit cold for that," a passing thought. Upon almost reaching the door, I hear footsteps. The door swings open and she greets me wearing almost nothing. "Oh my gosh the nieghbors gonna faint" I think to myself. All I can do at this point is stare at her lovely body. After what seems like ages pass, she says" You just gonna stare, or you going to come inside, I'm freezing." Walking through the door, she closes it behind me, and locks it. "Oh are those for me?" she asked. She takes the flowers from my hand and sets them on her little table. Wrapping her arms around me, looking into my eyes she says, "You have made me wait far too long for you this week, you're coming with me." Usually I'd been able to say something by now, but tonight was different. The excitement in me from her taking control was a very unsual sensation. She pulled me into the room, she started unbuttoning my shirt, kissing the skin underneathe it with each unbutton. Pulling my shirt almost off and halfway down, just far enough to hold my arms in place at my sides. Using her teeth undoing my pants button, and slowly pulling them down. She takes a moment to brush her face across the front of my crotch. I can't help it, the sensation that flows through me, feeling her desire, feeling her in control, taking each shoe off, all the while making sure I got a generous view of her breasts. Standing in the room wearing nothing but my shirt, she takes me by the hand and leads me to the bedroom. Reaching her bed she shoves me onto it. "You are going to be mine, aren't you?" she asked. All I could respond with was, "Whatever you want hon." My mind was racing, this was so new to me, who was this seductive, take charge woman. She looked like the same woman, but tonight, she was something new. Climbing onto the bed after me, she took her time laying soft kisses up and down my legs, her touch made me tingle. I so wanted to touch her but my shirt kept my arms put. She worked her way up my body, touching and teasing. That little thing she was wearing, she was so hot. I couldn't stand it anymore. I asked her, "Will you please ride me? I have got to have you." She smiled an almost evil grin to me, "You're mine tonight, so be good, and maybe, you'll get what you want." With hearing her response, a shiver went down my spine.

The Ride

The day being a little hotter than in past weeks. Sweat began to form on my body, just moving from the house to the car. Not sure exactly where I was headed yet. Needing to just get out and stretch my legs a little bit. A turn of the key brought the rumble of a classic American V-8 to life. "Toyota sure hasn't been able to capture that feeling", I thought to myself. Shifting into reverse and slowly letting out the clutch, feeling the power surge through the drive train. Reaching up to turn on the stereo, music was definately a nessessity today. Shifting into 1st, and giving a little gas, screeching the tires a little bit and I was on my way. "Where am I going to go?" lingered in my mind. The miles seemed to melt away, the wheel, the seat, and me became one, not caring where we ended up. The vibration of the motor is such a sweet sensation. Getting up to speed, taking the freeway and down goes the pedal. For a few moments I'm free. Free of all the restraints that hold us here. The hum of the road on the tires, the music of choice filling the cabin, hearing that old piece of Detroit's history purr like a kitten down the road, fills me with a deep feeling of belonging. This drive is as life, the destination isn't important, it's about enjoying the ride.

Tables Turned

An evening that started out with us cuddling on the bed. It was a little chilly, so with blanket in hand, pulled it up over us. You could feel the warmth between us wasn't only body heat. My arms stretched out around her, pulling her close. "You are just so perfect" she said. I laugh, " I'm far from perfect, when I walk on water, I'll let you know." Sharing a laugh I get an urge, as I often do, slowly dragging my lips over her neck, gently kissing, gently sucking. Hovering just above her skin, so she can feel my breath. "I can feel your hot breath on my skin, it's driving me crazy" she exclaimed. "I have no idea what you are talking about, I'm just lying here, I'm innocent, my lips are the guilty ones." I say with a smile. With that I rim her ear with my lips, and gently exhale warm breath across her lobe. Her entire body shakes as the sensation is felt. She can't help but moan" Oh how I love it when you do that" as she speaks it's broken, her body is still vibrating from my touch. I can't help but laugh a little. It sounds funny like shes sitting on a washer on spin cycle. Teasing a body to my touch fascinates me. Watching the response, a body acting as though its addicted to my touch. "Hold on a second, I'll be right back." she says. I scoot over and wait for her return. She sneaks into the bed behind me and I start to turn over, stopping me she says, "My turn". With that she wraps her arms around me from behind, leans my head forward, and when her lips touch my skin. It was like an electric spark went down my spine, her lips so gentle and soft. She went up to my ear and did as I did unto her, "Amazing" I whisper. "I had no idea, this is how it feels." She replies, "You deserve it, you always make me feel so good. Now lie there like a good boy and enjoy my touch." All I could do was answer with a "Yes Ma'M." Running her lips down my back, her hands stroking my chest, even stopping to play with my nipples. For the first time, I had an orgasm without cuming. "You like this don't you." she asked. The only reply I could manage was "Yes, Thankyou."

First Love

We all have those moments, those memories we relive from time to time. This is a story of first love.

A late night rendevous. Meeting up at her house. Letting me in the door, I couldn't help but be taken in by her beauty. Such a gorgeous creature. The way she moved, the way she walked. Hips sliding side to side. I couldn't help but be aroused, this was our first meeting in person. I couldn't help but be nervous. Never being around someone so beautiful before. Couldn't look directly at her without getting lost in her eyes. I could feel a hunger in the air. She had a come hither look showing a deep arousal, the air was electric with tension. Almost afraid to touch her, afraid to offend this lovely woman. A voice so sweet and soft flowing from those full pouty lips. She smiled so tenderly at me, and her eyes told me,"It will be alright, just relax."

My fingertips touched her, she almost moaned at my touch, her soft velvet fingers touched me, electricity filled the air between us. My lips found their way to her neck, lightly brushing her ears, lifting her hair and kissing the base of her neck. I wanted to worship her body with whatever she desired. We looked into each others eyes, and we knew what we wanted. Clothes landing who knows where around the room.

My hands running the length of her body, feeling the rythem of her breathing, oh how she cooed at my touch. Our bodies touching together, it was the first time someone had touched me with such gentleness, such care. I had a hard time going home. On the journey home, I knew I was in trouble, I knew at that moment my heart and everything that I am, was hers.

Revenge

There are so many things to explore. So many avenues pleasure can take. Communication is key to it all. What is ok to some, might not be for others. Each time with a sub is a learning experience for me and for them. I so much enjoy bringing what they enjoy, what they crave, what they need. I get to experience this with them. To obverve them taking in all of that stimulation, watching them relax and let it overtake them. For them to trust me with this position is an honor. It is not one I take lightly. It is my place to fullfill desires. To bring good emotions and feelings to bear.



Oddly enough there have been times, a healing has taken place. Where they have been sad depressed downtrodden. This is one of those times.



A woman who had been exchanging messages with me for awhile seemed a little down one evening. I inquired to what was wrong. "I'm not sure." She replied. "I just have this funk that I just can't shake." I had a twinge of intuition to what was going on, but even I had no solid idea really what was causing it. "Why don't you come over and we can hang out and talk about it," I mentioned to her. "Nah, I think I'll just hang at home," she said. "Alright but if you need anything, you know where to find me." Upon hanging up the phone, I had a real feeling of sorrow overcome me, and it wasn't pleasant, so I picked up the phone and called her back, hmmmm no answer. I thought to myself, " Well she isn't that far away, maybe I'll drop in on her and see how shes doing. Take her a rose. That should cheer her up. Just drop it off and go. Be worth it to see her smile." So I hope in the car and make a few stops on the way, I snagged her favorite chocolates and a single rose in a little glass vase. She always had a thing for these pink roses, and I just so happened to find one at a little corner store on the way. Going up her steps, I felt that same feeling of sorrow again, this time much stronger. To my surprise a tear streaked down my cheek. "What is going on here, this just doesn't feel right." So I rung her doorbell, a man comes to the door and says, "May I help you?" "Yes you can,"

Now this is where I have to lead up to this moment, you see she told me all about a situation she had with a bad master, who liked to abuse his submissives. Through much conversation with her, I knew what he looked like, and I also knew what he had done to her in the past. I promised myself if I ever met him, I wouldn't kill him. But it wasn't till this moment I knew what I would do.

"Yes you can," as I stepped through the doorway pushing him back with my hand as he resisted. While setting my presents down on the table near the door I said calmly"You see, I know who you are, what you have done, and I also know you're not welcome here. So I give you this chance, walk out that door, now, and I won't kill you." I so wanted him to stay there standing like a moron with this dumb look on his face. I got my wish. He proceeded to bring up his fist to me, I let him hit me square, because I was ready. Now if only I could have had a camera to record the look on his face at that moment. "You done?" I asked, "Well I warned you, time for my fun." Spinning him around and locking up his arms, I make my way to her bedroom to find her chained to a barrel with whip marks all across her back, some were just starting to ooze. I really had to restrain myself from breaking his arms, I so wanted to. She was gagged and crying. The idea struck me, I grabbed some rope off of the wall of the dungeon/bedroom and bound his arms. Then bound them to his feet. I thought sailors could swear, and I asked him to not swear in front of the lady and he continued, I took a finger and pressed it deep into a point on his neck, until he cried, "Now, you will listen to everything I say, or I will break you, do you understand?" no answer, I pressed again , "OWE, alright, alright" Sit there and be quiet. To see her chained up in this way, for this purpose, was a little much for me to handle. I asked her if she was ok, she was sobbing so much, all she could do was nod. "Where is the key to this chain" I asked him. "I lost it." he sneered. "I don't have time for this." I lifted the barrel with her attached to it and allowed her to slide off of it, now she wsa still bound, but not to the barrel. I walked with the barrel in hand over my head to the man in question. "You know I should make you and this barrel close personal friends." Slamming the barrel down intothe floor in front of him, it splintering into pieces and chunks of wood, he yelped. "Now it's your turn." I grabbed him up, and hoisted him over to the bench, and tied him to it. Once tied and threat neautralized, I tended her. "Are you ok ,do you need to go to the hospital, or to call the police?" I asked. She replied,"No I'm ok, but this asshole won't seem to get the hint, I told him I had a new master, and he told me I'm his forever, that he owned me. He said he just wanted to talk, but he just wanted me to let him in to punish me." This got me to thinking and what happened next, well even shocked me a little bit. "Well let's get you out of these." I stated. "Prick here won't give us the key, so.... hmmm. I'll be right back." You see, I'm a jack of all trades and I always have something lying around. Just so happens today, I had the right tool for the job, so after cutting her out of the chains, I asked, "So what we going to do with this poor excuse for a man. You know you really are a waste of skin." I told him. "Abusing a lady this lovely and sweet. You are very lucky I don't have time for court, or I'd killed you where you stood." He would have answered, but to my surprise she had already put a ball gag into his mouth. So I took her cue and got him tied proper to the bench, he was stuck in the doggy position. Little did I know what was to come later on. She grabbed her flogger, her favorite one, the really heavy one and stared at it. I looked at her and then at him and I nodded. "But first things first.... , this does have to be consensual, otherwise I cannot be a participant, so whatcha say mack, you wanna be her toy?" I motioned to her, she took the gag loose for a moment, " Are you crazy, I'm calling the police as soon as I'm out of here," he threatened. "Here are your choices, you let her play with you and you sign a waiver to that effect, or ..... I will call the police myself, and tell them the whole thing with her marks and me as witness. So you can play with her and go free, or end up in a jail cell and I'll make sure I let some friends of mine know, you're sweet tight virgin ass is coming to play with them." He thought about it for a moment and got really angry, "Alright I'll sign, just get it over with." So upon his signing of the agreement, she went to work. You know as many times as I've used that toy on her with much care, I've never heard it make those sounds as it did coming down on his skin, luckily he has the ball gag in. Kept the noise down to a minimal. I could see the fire in her eyes as she got into it, and I had to step in at one point, and grabbed her hand. " You are not him, remember that. Don't get carried away," I warned. "You are right, I'm sorry," she said.

She left the room for amoment and came back with a device I've heard about and seen but not up close. It's a strapless strap on that fits, you know where, so she can do you know what. He got one look at that and started screaming, well kinda. I held up the waiver in my hand and pointed to it and he just hung his head in submission. What happened next was kind of arousing to watch in a wierd sort of way for me. I for one never witnessed a woman using a strap on on a guy, let alone one tied in this fashion. She really enjoyed it, she had a smile the whole time, she even reached around and played with him, while she was thrusting. There was a moment during it all, where he relaxed and quit struggling. Almost as he started enjoying it. He started to moan and she was telling him, "Now whose the bitch, who owns who now!" She grabbed his hair jerked his head back, and started thrusting even harder, his whole body started to convulse and spasm. He went totally limp. I was concerned for a second, so I walked over and checked his pulse, still alive, that's good. So as agreed, we untied him and left him to get dressed. He didn't say a word he just picked up his clothes, and walked out the front door to his car, got in and drove away.

I had my chance at that moment to talk to her, "You really ok there hon?" I asked. "Yes, more than ever" as she smiled. "Thankyou for being there for me." "Not a problem at all," I said as i handed her the presents I'd gotten for her. I stayed a few days with her, to make sure all was going to be ok, and he never returned.

I was at a party one evening, and I saw her coming through the door. I've seen her many times before, but today she walked with a different flavor. She was confident, sexy, desirable. When I was done drinking her in, I noticed she had someone with her. I nodded at her and she lit up like a christmas tree, that smile of hers, the most radiant I've ever seen. She came over to me with a hooded figure chained at the wrists. "Want to see my new toy?" She asked. "You know, I really love your new outfits, so you have a new toy you say? Sure let's have a look" She pulled off the hood, I almost couldn't keep my composure as I chuckled to myself.

A little creativity

Arriving as I usually do with my suitcase full of goodies, (who knows what she tells the neighbors) I have a diabolical plan forming in my mind. We have played several times now, and it is time to torture her with pleasure. So as usual she has her nose in her work, and I set up the scene, this time however I take the ropes I've brought, concealed, and trace them under her bed and tuck the ends away so they can't be seen. This time, I just go out there and lead her by the hand back to the bedroom. Upon entering, I grab her around the waist and hoist her into the air. "I feel so light and tiny compared to you. No one I know can toss me around so easily." she stated. "It's just your imagination, I'm really just a weakling, my muscles are all prostetic," I smirked. She giggled and with that I gently sat her down on her feet. "Now why are you still dressed, " I playfully demanded. "You know the rules, I come over and your clothes are to come off." "But I was working in front of the window in the living room," she said defending herself. "And that get's you out of it how? Now I expect you to be showing that sweet little ass while I'm here." with that, I gently tapped her bottom with my hand. "Now get to it." You'd think a woman would be mad at being talked to that way. Normally maybe, but we've had this conversation before, and she was grinning ear to ear. Of course she had to take her sweet time and tease me with her body while she did it. I couldn't let on that drove me nuts, but I think she knew anyways. As she gently slid her shorts down, revealing that tiny thing some like to call underwear. I've seen hankerchiefs with more fabric in them. The way they hugged her hips, and plunged over her ass, it was like seeing a masterpiece of art for the first time. For a moment I forgot why I was there, and what I was doing. "So you just going to stare at me all night" she quipped with a smile, snapping me back to purpose. "Can I help it you are such a gorgeous thing. know what is better than getting to look upon you?" I asked. "Whats that?"she replied. "Watching you respond to me, and respond you will tonight." I said with a sly grin, lowering my voice at the end into a seductive growl. Her body shivered at my statement, she knew she was in store for something, she just didn't know what.

"Ahem, you're overdressed for the occasion, now get proper and get up there." I barked semi sharply, "I grow impatient with your stalling," I said playfully stern. "Now lie on your back and scoot over here, close your eyes, you're about to get a surprise." I brought the "toy" from under the bed where I had it hid, and turned it on, she had never had this particular toy before, so she didn't know its sound. I gently appied it to her special places and she about jumped off the bed, she then settled into slow rythemic gyrations while the device was in contact with her. I did it very lightly and took frequent breaks, I handed it to her, and said "Here you take this for a moment and you can't cum for the moment." "It will be hard but I will try," she said. "You will try what?", I reminded. "I will try Sir," she responded.

While she was occupied on trying not to cum, I lassoed her ankled in rope and pulled them snug. making sure they fit just right. Once I pulled the second one to completion, she exclaimed, "What are you doing down there?" while sitting up to see what I was doing. "Now that isn't part of your instruction was it? hmmm, what shall I do as punishment, Oh I know." She was apologizing for breaking the rules and she knew she had it coming. I reached up and snugged her one arm, then the other. "What are you doing to do with me?" she asked. "Well since this is your first real disobedience, *laugh* you shall see."I stated. "Now close your eyes, and wait." I said. To mess with her a little bit, I went around my suitcase rummaging around, making comments like, that won't sting enough, hmm that might leave a mark, nah that's just too brutal for her. I walk over after a few minutes and drape a towel over her head. "Now no more peaking, time for you to pay for your crime." Taking the "toy", and placing it between her legs, I turned it on low, and pressed it snuggly against her lips. Good thing I had the forethought to tie her to the bed. She definately was lively at that. Her gentle moans grew into great expressions of pleasure. I lifted the wand from her for a moment to give her a breather after one of her orgasms. I slid in between her legs myself, and put one of her legs over my shoulder, gripping her leg with my free arm, I applied the wand again. She tried to buck off of me, but I held her tight, she knew she couldn't escape my grasp, and that power, she felt, and drove her wild. "You are so strong, holding me down, makes me so hot, no man has ever owned me like you do." she stated. "Just wait my darling, I'm just getting started." I said. With that statement she let out a laugh, "I'm in for it huh?" she asked. I didn't respond, I just worked her pussy with the wand, I pressed it hard against her little nub and she just writhed there in ectasy. With each orgasm, I took it away for a moment, and just when she thought it was over, I'd apply it again. After a few rotations of this I said, "Hmmm now let's try it on High." She wsan't able to respond at this point, other than a low moan. So I switched it up to high and applied it the same fashion as before, her legs and arms straining against the ropes, her body convulsing in orgasms. It was getting hard to tell when one orgasm started and one ended. She came to a point where all four ropes were strained, her back arched, the towel slid off her head and she exclaimed, well I couldn't make it out really and she collaspsed to the bed quivering. I turned off the wand, and slowly untied her ropes, moved her legs and arms back to normal positions. Crawling into bed next to her, pulled the blanket up over us, caressing her. She was still quivering from the experience. For awhile she didn't speak, I just held her. When she spoke all she said was "Thankyou Sir"

An event

Some people like Blondes, some prefer brunettes, some prefer redheads. Personally, hair does not make the woman. Though I will say I have a soft spot for redheads.

Speaking of the latter, there was this gorgeous, little woman. Just so tiny and cute. Her body is a true marvel of genetics. It as if she was molded from fine marble. Tone in her muscles, so feminine and sexy. Her eyes sparkle like emeralds, very lovely breasts that are tight and firm, cute little nipples that get so hard when you play with them. Her middle just flows out to her thighs, her ass is the stuff dreams are made of. I can't seem to leave it alone. Not that she has complained about it either. I had thought about asking why she wasn't a model, but that is a little cliche'.

Upon arrival I found her waiting for me in the driveway. Getting out of the car, walking over to her. She had her hands on her hips like I was in trouble. "What took you so long" she asked. I walked up to her, not responding at first, put my arms around her swept her off her feet and said, "My aren't you impatient this evening. You'll have your fun, (gently kissed her neck) you can be sure of that." "Matter of fact, hmmm" as I stared at her breasts, I quickly snagged the bottom of her shirt and brought it up over her head and around her neck revealing those lovely mounds. Her nipples were hard from the night air. She gasped"Oh my, the neighbors will see me!" I put her arms behind her back and held them in one hand, she struggled playfully for a moment and I proceeded to lick and tease her nipples with my lips, gently kissing over her skin. Her protests subsided and were quickly replaced by her moans. "You're such a naughty thing aren't you." I asked. "Yes Sir"was her reply.

A surprise

There was this woman, we had talked for awhile online and we decided to meet. Upon meeting her at a public place, after visiting for a short time, she followed me back to my place. I opened the door for her and she came inside and sat down. Little did she know I had a surprise in store for her. I had placed a "toy" behind the chair and had it plugged in, it was sitting right behind her and she had no clue.

She came in and I sat her down on that very chair. I told her to close her eyes, and she'd get her surprise. She seemed a little anxious but she closed her eyes. I kneeled down and started gently rubbing her legs. I reached around behind the chair and put my hand on "the device". I brought it up to rest gently between her legs, "Can you feel that ?" I asked. She said "Kinda, it feels wierd." "Let me show you what this does, you ready?" I asked. "I think so", was her reply. I pressed the head of it angled down against her skirt, then I turned on the switch.

She jolted at first from the sensation, then quickly settled down against it, her first words "OH WOW" let me know what I already knew. I teased her with it a bit longer, watching her writhe under the power of its vibration. "So would you like for things to proceed?" I asked with a sly smile. Right there in the living room, she started shedding clothes and asked where the bedroom was.

The moment

An evening planned, typical expectations. Show up, perform, and then go home. Pulling into the driveway, something seemed different. Getting out of the car, reaching over to grab the container of an array of fun devices.

Walking up the path to the house There was a feeling in the air that sent a shiver down my spine. Knocking on the door, it opened and she let me in. Now we've played before, however this time as she walked away in front of me, I could see how she moved, how her cute little ass swayed side to side as she walked. It was different, she knew why I was there, and without words felt her desire.

Off to the bedroom I went, setting up the scene that was to be in a few moments, all the while a nagging at the back of my mind. laying out all the tools of the evening, I went and let her know I was ready when she was. She had her nose in her work, I waited patiently for her, for a time. I finally got tired of waiting, went over and scooped her up into my arms and said, " Now I've waited for you long enough, you are mine for the evening remember?" She laughed and squirmed against me for a moment, pretending she was trying to get away. Something was different, I could feel her heartbeat, her breathing, the warmth of her body.

Taking her into the bedroom, tossing her upon the bed. "You really don't have much in the way of patience do you?" she asked with a laugh. I grabbed her arms and held them down to the bed, and kissed her lips, then letting my lips wander over her neck, gently sucking at those lovely places of desire. I could feel her respond, her pulse against my lips, her breathing, how her body moved to my touch. After a moment of this, I responded with a smile, " So you would rather have your nose in a book than experience this?, Everyone needs a break now and then."

She was so tense and full of stress and it showed. I put on a cd of gentle rainstorms and got the massage oil ready. Having her lie face down, I started on her legs, gently caressing her ankles and working my way up to her thighs, "I love your ass, it's so beautiful." "Makes me want to do dirty things to you," I whispered in her ear. As I touched her, and my hands made their paths over her body, I got into a rythem and then something amazing happened. It was as if time slowed down almost to a stand still, I could see my hands making their way across her body, as I touched her skin, I could see her respond to my touch. Her breathing, her pulse, her movements, it was as if she were an open book that I was reading. It was at that moment I realized something was definately different.

Working the oil into her skin, and watching her relax. I could see the tension and worries start to leave her. I desired that only my touch would remain in her mind. I had her turn over after a little while. Upon my earlier experience, I applied my new found awareness. I gently rubbed her neck, letting my fingertips lightly drag across her sensative spots, watching her move was certainly a joy. Running my hands in a pattern across her body, to a rythem she found comfortable. My fingertips gently running around her breasts, circling them, pathing to her very erect nipples. Gently licking them with each pattern. Tracing out her legs, letting my hands wander over every inch of her gorgeous body. Upon one pass of my hands, after sucking gently on her nipples, I included her pussy in the rotation. Just running my hands over the top every few passes of my hands. She began to arch her back slightly, and started emitting moans, low and gentle at first. As I progressed, she said with almost a moan,"Oh how I love it when you touch me." It was then I changed the rythem of what I was doing, and moved my focus to her pleasure.

Her body came alive in my hands, as I touched her, seeing how she responded with every touch, every movement. The way she would arch her back, how her chest moved while she breathed, the way she mouthed "oh yes" or "oh wow". Continuing to rub her body, while focused on her pussy, I could see a wave building. It started down deep inside of her, and burst through the surface, she was ablaze with desire, I could feel the heat from her body, her spasms were so intense I helped hold her to the bed so she wouldn't fall off. It was as if lightning had just struck her. Once her body calmed a bit, I laid down next to her, took her in my arms, and said, "Now that is what it means to be my sub." "Thank you sir", was her response.

The one who became.....

There is this woman, for all purposes, let's call her pet. Upon talking to her at length, she expressed desires for being someones submissive. Being reserved about the situation and nervous, I could sense there was something deeper lingering at her core. Upon discussion, it was revealed that she had tried this before, and she was victim to someone who used BDSM to cover up his urges to hurt people. This knuckle dragging ape hurt her.

It was at this point I knew I had to do something about this, but what? I felt that I needed to bring light to the darkness she knew as BDSM. I wanted to start out slow and explain things, we talked about negotiations, safe words, the color system, (red, yellow, green) punishments, and stressed again and again, if it hurts in anyway that you dont like, it isn't right. "Speak up about what you want. You have every right to have what you desire." I told her. She was relieved and surprised to find out what she experienced is not how it's supposed to be. I could see in her a desire and had an inquisitive sparkle in her eyes.

I asked her, "Now that we've talked about it, what would you like to try, or would you like more time to think about it?" "No, you are so easy to talk to, you seem so gentle, you don't seem to fit the role of a Dom or master. I trust that anything you would like to present to me would be ok." she replied.

Getting up off the couch, going into the kitchen I returned with a wooden spoon. "Here, you go"I said, "What am I supposed to do with this?" She asked. "Here let me show you. Now the first rule is to address me as sir or master. There is a difference, but for now let's keep it simple, let's stick to Sir." I replied. "What about punishments?" she asked shyly. "Given you are new to this, we'll keep the punishment light. Hmmm you're going to need a name" I said, "But I already have a name," she stated. "Not yet you don't, you have to earn your name. I think we'll call you pet. What do you think? asking her opinion. She answered, " I like it, it's not derogitory but it also takes away my identity. " I was relieved she was happy with pet, because some will use names like slut, whore, ect ect, and that just isn't me to use those names.


"So for your first exercise, take that spoon in your hand and bend over the couch." She looked at me as if I'd lost my mind. "Now come on, you said you were ready." "I thought you were going to do things to me" She asked. "I am, now bend over the couch with your spoon in hand. I want you to strike your bottom with it, lightly, and tell me what color it is to you. *Smack* Green . Green what? oh yeah, Green sir. "Alright now try a little bit harder in a different spot and tell me the color..." *smack* Green . "Ahem" I spoke, with that taking the spoon from her hand, and whapped her gently on the bottom, "that's Green Sir," I reminded. "Oh yeah sorry forgot," She apologized. Now try it a bit harder, *smack* "oooo" she cooed. "Too hard?" I asked. "No, just stung a little bit, but not in a bad way" More of this went on as she got into a rythem , I could see her little bottom starting to become rosy red from all of her playing. I saw as she got comfortable, as she would bring down the spoon upon her skin, watching her body tense, as the sensation rippled out from the impact point, watching her relax and get into a rythem while I coached, She couldn't help but notice that my shorts were becoming less and less comfortable as she continued to play. "Wow My skin feels so alive, I've never felt to connected to my body before, I wish I'd found this sooner, I wish I'd found you sooner, I never knew it was supposed to be like this ," she said.

That makes you hot doesn't it, pet? "yes" she cooed almost embarassed. Do you like smacking your bottom for master? "she hesitated a moment and said,"Yes I like to be seen by master" That's a good pet. as your reward, I see you've been eyeing something, would you like to have it? "Oh yes" , she almost yelped as I smacked her bottom lightly.... Oh yes what? ..... "Oh yes Master"
I presented myself and she lowered my shorts and my member sprang free, it was as solid as it has ever been, it had been such a pleasure teaching this young girl. She moved quickly towards my cock, I stopped her, telling her, You have to ask for it pet. "Please may I suck your cock, master," she begged. Oh come on, make me believe it pet, or I'll have to put it away.... as I teasingly pulled up my shorts with a smirk, " Oh please let me suck on your cock, I gotta have that in my mouth, Master, please don't put it away" Alright pet, if you really want it that bad, you've done very good for your first lesson, you may have it..... and with that, she almost dove upon it, taking it all the way into her mouth, I may not be the next porn star, but it's fairly big around and decently long and she gobbled it up in one swallow, I couldn't help but let out a moan as she sucked at it like she was taking her last breath. I thought to myself, as she sucked long and deep, caressing the edges as she went. I was trying my best to keep my composure and remain unmoving, but she brought out the desire in me, I reached down and ran my fingers into her hair, gently grabbing a fistful , and pressed her head against me. She bobbed up for a second between strokes and said, "Oh yeah, fuck my mouth, fuck pet's mouth" It was that feeling, that feeling at the base of my engorged swollen member, it was hot, and pulsing, with her talking to me that way brought me close to release as fast as I ever have, she saw my reaction and began sucking harder, and when I was about to release, she took it out of her mouth and stroked it with her hands until I exploded all over her perky breasts. She had cum dripping from head to waist, wearing nothing but the biggest grin I've yet to see duplicated, I have to admit it was difficult to stand, It was then I knew I had awoken her .......



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