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CornyCollins

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Read my journal to get an idea of my kink. I am happily married in an open relationship. I seldom stray from monogamy because I don't like casual flings. I am looking to connect intellectually and emotionally with another woman. If that connection is established, I am dominant in the bedroom. As a dominant I absolutely love to make the woman climax.

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2/9/2014 11:49:08 AM

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Smartphone

[11:02 AM]
Artemus, let's meet for lunch
Sorry, I can't

[3:26 PM]
How's work going today?
Boring I hate meetings
Anything sexy to tell me?
Hello?
Artemus?
Delivered

[4:12 PM]
Sorry. The meeting got busy.
Tell me something sexy
brb

[4:58 PM]
My office is grand central station today
You there?
I love you. Ache for you. Are you coming home?
Sorry, can't. Boss need me to finish something.
Come home. Tell him you quit.
Artemus?
Delivered
Artemus!

[7:27 PM]
I'm back.
Sorry. It's going to be another long one
whatever
Soon. I promise.
Delivered

Hello?
You there?
I want you. I love you.
I want to smell you. Lick you.
Use my belt to tie you to the bed.
Use my shirt to blindfold your eyes.
Use my phone to play music in your ears.
Place my pillow under your hips.
Bite your armpit.
Inhale deeply.
Deeply.
Grab your throat and
hold you still.
Look at you. I'm taken. I love you.
Run my arm
up your side.
Run my tongue
across your breast.
Drag my teeth
across your nipple.
Hold your hips firmly in place and
plant my face between your legs.
Inhale deeply.
Deeply.
With love and tenderness, clip your pussy.
Hear your gasps, watch you swell.
Inhale the changes in your smell.
Lay on top of you.
Kiss you. Bite your lip and
slide into you slowly.
Slowly.
Slowly.
Pull your hair, Bite your neck.
Slide out, slide off. Kneel beside you.
Worship you until I've drawn every last orgasm from you.

Oh god. Fuck me. fuck me. fuck me.
PLEASE COME HOME!

Turn around. Get on your knees, undo my belt.
Delivered

 


12/3/2013 10:37:32 PM

Written way back when. A portion of this once appeared in my profile

You open the door nervously and stick your head in, "Hello?"

You'd received the message from me a day before. A time and a place. "Park in the back lot, through the orange door, turn right and through the third door down the hallway" read the end of the note.

It's hard for you to see. I've drawn the blackout curtains and your eyes haven't adjusted yet.

"Take off your clothes. I want to 'inspect' you."

This is horribly embarrassing to you. You are very self conscious about how you look, and now Sir is demanding to see everything. You begin unbuttoning your blouse as you step over to a chair to lay your clothes on. Soon you are down to your bra and panties.

"Everything!" comes the command from the darkness.

"Yes, sir" You reach around and undo your bra, set it on the chair, and then slide your panties off, kneeling to pick them up off the floor and set them on the chair.

"Now, stand in the middle of the room, clasp your hands on top of your head."

You're still embarrassed, but your excitement begins to build as you obey the command. "Yes, sir."

Standing now in the middle of the room, hands clasped above your head, I step out of the shadows. I'm wearing a white t-shirt and jeans.

I get close to you, then walk around you. When I'm behind you I lift the back of your hair and smell your neck behind your ear. You can feel the hairs of my beard scratching against your neck. I drop your hair and shift to your side. I come in close and you can feel the tip of my nose run against your armpit as I inhale. You shift slightly at the embarrassment of my inspection.

"Hold still!"

"Yes, sir."

I bite down on your armpit. With one arm I reach behind you and hold your waist. With my other arm I reach up and grip your areola and nipple. I don't pinch hard but I grab it firmly so I can lift your breast up and away from your body. I stop biting your armpit and shift to run my tongue along the underside of your breast to get my first taste of you.

I let go of your breast, stand back and look you in the eye. "You will do everything I say and you will let me do anything I want. You will submit your entire body to me. You are not allowed to have an orgasm without my permission. Because good girls don't have orgasms. Only dirty sluts have orgasms."

"Yes, sir."

I walk over to a nearby bed and sit in the middle of it.
"Put your arms down. Come over here and lay in front of me."

"Yes, sir." You crawl onto the bed and lay on your back in front of me, legs together. I shift a little to sit cross-legged, my knees touching your hip. I reach over to the night stand and grab a Hitachi Magic Wand. I turn it on and place the tip on your pubic hair just above your pussy. I push the wand against your skin and toward your upper body to draw the skin around your clitoris taut. After a moment the wand slips on your skin--too far to vibrate your crotch. I repeat the process, getting the wand just a little lower so that I know that it is close enough to your clitoris to vibrate it, but not close enough to touch it.

Only a minute and you sigh and spread your legs to give me better access. I pull away the wand and slap your pussy between each word:
"You - will - not - spread - your - legs!"

You pull your legs together and lay straight as a board. I pull my belt off and buckle it around your legs at mid-thigh. "Only dirty sluts spread their legs. You are my good girl."

I begin once again rubbing the vibrating wand against the skin above your pussy, drawing it taut so that you can feel the vibration in your pussy.

After some time you begin having difficulty holding still. You move your hips to try to get closer to the wand. Rather than pulling the wand away I press it directly against your clitoris and pussy. Within moments you begin moaning loudly.

I pull the wand away and roll you over face-down. Your waist is laying across my lap. You feel the roughness of my denim against you and you can feel my hard cock pressing against you through my jeans.

I begin spanking you hard. "You will not come to orgasm without permission! Only dirty sluts come to orgasm!".

I spank long and hard. Soon you soon forget about the orgasm and begin focusing on the pain. I then roll you off of my lap onto your back again. This time I grind the wand into your crotch, making sure that it is pushed up hard against your pussy and clitoris. You approach climax a second time, and again I roll you onto my lap and give a long, hard spanking.

I roll you back over and push the wand against you a third time. This time you begin losing control quickly. You really want to come. "Please let me come, sir."

"No. Good girls don't come. Only dirty sluts."

"Sir, I..."

"Yes?"

"Please, Sir."

"Good girls don't come."

"Sir, I want..." Your voice fades to silence.

"What do you want?"

"Please, sir, make me your dirty slut."

I unceremoniously unbuckle the belt from around your legs. "Get on your hands and knees. Show me your cunt you fucking slut."

Conflicting feelings swirl within you. You can't look me in the eye. You're ashamed of my earlier inspection of your body. Ashamed that you can't behave like a good girl. And most of all, ashamed that you're so excited. Your heart is racing. As you get on your hands and knees you see me grab something off the nightstand and move around behind you. You feel humiliated knowing I am once again examining you with my eyes, and you almost cry with shame to find yourself lowering your head and shoulders to the floor because you want make sure I can see everything.

I've grabbed a dildo off of the bed stand. As I get behind you, I see that your pussy has begun respond to my attentions--your outer labia are pink from my stinging slaps. The vibrating wand has swollen your inner labia. They have started to separate, begging for violation. Your inner thighs are wet high up where your pussy has touched them.

I move back around to your left side. I am on my knees and facing away from your head. I wrap my left arm around your waist. The dildo is in my right hand. I lean forward to see what I'm doing as I touch the dildo to your pussy lips.

I run the dildo up and down your pussy lips momentarily, coaxing them to separate a little further. I then slide the dildo slowly, smoothly, into your pussy. You let out a gasp as it slides in. My arm around your waist is pulling you slightly off balance and you lean against me for support.

"You are a slut aren't you. Show me that you like this." I start sliding the dildo in and out of your pussy. My strokes are firm, but slow. In-out, in-out.

You let out slow moans, but you soon become frustrated because I won't won't change my slow, steady, pace. You try rocking into the dildo but I tighten my grip around your waist.

"Is this what you want, you fucking slut? For me to fuck your cunt until you come? Answer me!"

"Yes, sir, please sir."

"Like this?" I wrap my left arm even more tightly around your waist and start furiously pumping the dildo in and out of your pussy.

You let out a long, loud moan. But as soon as you start building towards a climax I pull out the dildo, still holding you firmly with my left arm. You struggle for a moment, then fall limp against me with frustration.

"Good girls make love with their vaginas. You're a slut. Sluts would rather be fucked in other ways.

"Stand at the foot of the bed."

You get up and walk to the foot of the bed. I retrieve some rope from the nightstand. I tie your hands together in front of you, then pull them towards the headboard, drawing your upper body onto the bed. Your hands are tied off in this position--face-down on the bed, arms reaching over your head toward the headboard.

Bending at the waist, your feet are still on the ground. I pull both of your legs apart as far as I can, and lash each foot to a bedpost on either side of the foot of the bed.

"Tell me what you want."

"I want to cum, sir."

"Why do you want to come?"

"Because I'm a dirty slut. You're making me your dirty slut."

I lightly rub my finger around the outside of your asshole. After a few moments I then tentatively try to push it into your ass. You instinctively tighten your asshole. I spank you several times very hard. I don't say a word but the message is clear. You are to relax so I can easily violate your asshole.

After several attempts, your ass is red--punished each time there was any resistance. You feel my finger slide in and out of your asshole effortlessly. But then I start using two fingers. After a few more stinging slaps, you feel both of my fingers sliding in and out of your asshole.

You feel my fingers pull completely out of your asshole, and after a short delay feel me pushing a dildo into your ass.

"Tell me what you want."

"Make me come. I'm a fucking slut. Make me come."

Click. The dildo in your ass begins to vibrate. And now the wand is turned on and pushed up against your pussy and clitoris. The vibrations in your ass begin to intensify.

Open, exposed, filled. You try to rise up. You are tied down, tight, and cannot move. You have surrendered all control. You are completely, utterly, literally, controlled by another. And that realization pushes you over the edge. Orgasm after orgasm cascades through your body. Your mind is white with insane ecstasy. Screaming, moaning, crying, heaving. You don't know if you're having one orgasm or ten.

When it ends you feel the ropes being loosened, untied. But you don't move. You can't move. You feel your legs guided back together and swung up onto the bed. I sit on the bed and you curl your body around me. I start softly stroking your skin. You lost everything, and have traveled through it to have everything.


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