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8/10/2011 2:40:04 PM

My cell rang with an out of state number I didn’t recognize but as I answered it the sweet voice brought a smile to my face. It was my little girl… Well truth be told she wasn’t my biological daughter but her mother and I lived together for 8 years starting when my Little Pretty was 6 so I guess a her stepfather of sorts. Her mother and I separated when her real good job moved to Minnesota and since I couldn’t move, we parted friends and with tears. We stayed in touch for a short time but distance found us loosing touch and growing apart. But here I was hearing the voice that changed very little of the little one helped with homework, carried on my shoulders and had fall asleep on my lap to carry her to her bed.  She was calling from her cell that she was coming back to Ohio and wanted to see her only “Daddy”. She left when she was 14 and now coming back a Theatrical major in college.

 

Our conversations reminisced about fun times and her naughty times that we can laugh about now… She was a bit of a handful and had allot of spirit that caused a fair share of problems.  She had also gotten her fair share of spankings which would work for a short time but would only be temporary.

 

One was just before she left when her mother came storming in from work… I work evenings and when little Jess came home she went right to her room which wasn’t uncommon.  Her mother screamed for Jess to get her ass down stairs right now.  Her mother had gotten a call from the school.  Jess was caught with a boy – who had his hands in your pants and his dick in her hand!  Jess came down the stairs looking down at the floor. Jess’s mom got pregnant when she was 15 so this was a real hot button for her.  The conversation was very short and when Jess mouthed off with,  “I didn’t do anything wrong and you did the same thing when you were my age! I’m not a slut so I won’t get pregnant!“ the slap came so fast I never saw her mothers hand move and just heard the sound and the big tears welling in Jess’s eyes.  The scream from her mother was shrill and hurt,  “Go to your room and wait for your punishment!”

 

 Jess’s mom was shaking with anger but could never bring herself to spank her. She just looked at me and told me that this had to be memorable and Jess couldn’t make the same choices she did. I knew how strongly she felt about this and calmed her down and allowed Jess to stew for a while up in her room.  I walked up the stairs with heavy foot falls and when I slowly opened the doors she was waiting on her bed hugging and crying into her pillow. Jess was so emotionally weak from crying, waiting and anticipating the punishment was almost the worst part. 

 

I couldn’t help but scoop her up in my arms and sooth the tears for a moment with a hug and have a very direct talk with her about her actions and how it will aver.  For some reason she thought that she wasn’t going to get a spanking and I kind of laughed as I snatched her up and pulled her over my lap while I sat on the edge of the bed. My hand lifted Jess’s school skirt and when her hand flew back to push it down I snatch them together and held them against her back. I held my hand across her ass before smacking her very, very hard. Four times in quick succession – twice on each cheek. She cried out in pain and strangely enough I saw myself in the mirror with a big smile. I stopped for a moment and saw through the sheer white panties that her ass bright red with my handprints emblazoned on her cheeks. “Daddy no!” she cried out and for a moment that ‘almost’ stopped me but what I’m about to do will be remembered by her. She was sobbing so hard by the time I finished she was straining to catch her breath. As I flipped her over and scooped her up in a big hug she just kept saying “I’m sorry Daddy, I won’t do that again!”  I laid her down in her bed, pushing back her hair and kissed her tear streaked cheek I said “I know you will be a good girl now.” I covered her up as I walked out and closed the door.  Once in the hall way I noticed that my leg, right were Jess’s crotch laid, was soaking wet. I just couldn’t help thinking that perhaps, despite the tears, she really like it.

 

The rest of the story is yet to cum…

 

When Jess flew in and didn’t want to be picked up at the airport I was a little disapointed.  She explained that came back to Ohio to chase down an internship at a downtown theater.  She didn't want to miss any time in getting to theinterview and then seeing me. We would meet up with me at a small theater where a short film was playing that she helped produce.  We had seen many a movie together so it would be like old times.

 

When I came around the corner to the front of the theater I guess I wasn’t ready for what I saw. The little girl I kissed goodbye so many years ago was all grown up and OUT! She had her mother stunning good looks, pretty brown short hair but her body was so fine and pored into a skin tight grey short dress…high heals and her eyes lit up when she screamed out…   “DADDY!!!!!” as she came running into my arms. Kisses me and she  fell into me that I couldn’t hug her tight enough. As we started to separate she put her hands to my cheeks and kissed my lips once again but lingered a bit longer. Then buried her cheek against my chest saying how much she missed me and I wrapped my arms around her once again.

 

As we walked into the little theater she said we will get a better view from the balcony as she ducked under the CLOSED sign. “It will be like a private viewing.” She said.

 

As we reclined in the seats, Jess’s head came down upon my shoulder and she wrapped her arms around mine. The movie began as any indie film does with dark and slow moving shadows.  The light casts upon the fine form of a woman’s ass and a sweeping turn of the camera showing a red outline of a hand on the ivory flesh. I have to admit I did sit up a little taller and looked down at the eyes that are looking up at me. She pulled at my head and whispered in my ear that her part in the movie was a little more “IN the movie”  So the Long movie brought into a quick review… this was all about a girl that loved being spanked and her journey. The name ‘No one knows!”

 

As the movie recanted the sound spanking that a girl received upon being indiscreet with her boyfriend. But with her point of view and how it excited her so.  Now Jess continued to look up at me and said “I love you Daddy.” And she kissed me again. “I always did love you because you were the only one that really cared enough to show me the attention I wanted and needed.”

 

My obvious adoration began to show from the snuggling of a beautiful woman and the moaning and smacking that was happening on the screen. Jess’s leg had now wrapped around mine and she was rubbing it against my hard cock. My hand was on top of her leg but her smile and look was permission to move up her leg a bit further. With each stroke my hand rubbed up and down her long, strong, leg and she fell back into her chair spreading them wide as if she was melted into her chair. Thank God no one was any where near but then again we were making quite the scene but I really didn’t care. I was so turned on by this beautiful woman and the movie when she did something, to this day am quite in awe of.  She gently took my roaming hand, and slid it all the way up between her legs, under her skirt, to her wet panties. 

 

I didn't waste any time, and pushed her panties to one side, sliding my fingers along those soft folds of skin. My other hand was now taking her hand and placing it on my throbbing hard cock hidden under my jeans.

 

I teased that wet pussy with my fingers as she rubbed and grabbed harder and harder.  Then the gasp came out of her when I sunk two fingers deep into her drenched fuckhole.  As I pushed my fingers in and out of her I kept thinking how badly I wanted this woman on her knees in front of me, with her head buried deep between my legs. I want her to feel  out of control...like a complete slut-for-a-day!

 

I was to the point of not being able to really control myself too well, so I looked around and took hold of her hand that was on my cock and my fingers from her wet playground under her skirt.

 

"I'm sorry...I...it's....I can’t keep doing this here." I said.

 

She looked a little befuddled "I know, it's not very private, but please Daddy!" she longingly looked at me.

 

"No!"

 

"Well, what do you want to do?" she asked.

 

"Follow me." I replied.

 

I walked to the top of the balcony and towards the projection booth as she followed with her entwined in my fingers. We rounded a corner near the booth, and I saw what I was looking for.

 

I looked around before I gently jiggled the handle of the broom closet situated between the booth and a locked storage office.

 

When we got in the small closet, I shut the door and moved a heavy bucket full of sand in front of it. When I turned around she had that wonderful look in her eyes when she said "Don't be too nice."

 

She was staring at my stiff cock under the denim jeans. I brazenly stared into her eyes as I pushed her against the wall and grabbed her ass under that short skirt. I kissed Jess so roughly squeezed that tight ass as her hands went straight to my jeans button and zipper at the front of my jeans. She couldn't wait to get a hold of my hard cock.

 

I lifted up that little grey dress and pushed those panties aside and once again, my fingers went deep inside her. This time, she didn't hold back her moans and small cries. I didn’t think I could get any harder but I did when I heard how much Jess loved my fingers fucking her sweet wet pussy.

 

By now, I had my jeans were down to my ankles, and she was grabbing my cock and rubbing it up and down with her little hand. Swiping the precumm up and over my cock head. She was really wanting to get down on her knees and take a good taste of me, but, before she could, it was me dropping to my knees. I grabbed that tight ass, lifted her leg and pulled that naked pussy to my mouth. I let my tongue flicking over that clit. Jess’s hips began to moved on their own and I gave her ass a hard smack...a couple more of those and I was positive she would come all over my face!

 

When I could tell she was close to exploding I came back up and kissed her deep and hard on that sweet mouth. My hands never left that ass and I hoisted her up. Jess’s legs wrapped around me as I had her up against the wall. My hard dick on her pussy she put her chin down and looked up and said “Fuck me Daddy… Fuck me!”.

 

With one swift plunge I sunk my hard cock into her. She had put her hand over her own mouth so as not to cry out and be discovered! I grabbed her hand away from her mouth and used mine to her throat to stop any noise and I could tell she liked that, and was so excited and wet she just wanted to explode. She loves feeling dominated... even a little forced, and being in this old closet with my hand clamped on her throat was definitely one of the most erotic experiences she had yet encountered.

 

As we slid to the floor and she straddled my lap as I leaned against the wall. I new exactly what to do next…  at this point I reached around and gently nudged my finger into her ass. I knew exactly what she wanted and needed. She fucked me harder and deeper and as her breath become more shallow and sharp I knew she was very close.

 

I then pushed a second finger into that tight ass jess couldn’t hold it any longer as she cried out as the orgasm flooded over her body which, of course, made me cum and we were both covered with sweat. I laid there with my little Pretty wrapped around me and I couldn’t stop hugging her and holding her close. 

 

As we laid there I whispered into my little one’s ear… “Welcome home… and when I get you home I’m going to give you the spanking a little slut really deserves.”  Jess hugged me tighter and whispered back “I love you Daddy!”


2/28/2011 8:17:14 PM

From the cockold's point of view. 

I got there early enough to catch him completely off guard by coming in the basement backdoor. I set it up with noise to the far end of the dark family room and he came down so easy in a modified choke hold. I took him to the edge of passing out and cuffed him up into a chair. Cuffed and gagged he couldn't do much of anything.

Once she came in the door about 35minutes later she yelled out for her hubby and didn't seem to care that she didn't get a response and went into the kitchen. I was in the far end in the shadows and she had just taken off her coat and put it in the hall closet when I snatched her. I left her a little wiggle room instead of completely immobilizing her to add to the affect. Not wanting her to hurt herself I then took her in total control and zipp tied her wrists. I pulled out that huge (dull) bowie knife and placed it to her throat. The cold flat of the blade against her she immediately froze. With the rag blindfold and gag now on her I walked her down into the family room with that knife to her neck and hubbie's eyes about popped out of his head with that "Don't hurt her look!"

I forced her down to the floor and secured her ankle to her hands behind her. I then walked of and placing the knife to his throat I whispered in his ear that I'm going to take one cuff off. "If you try anything stupid, take off your gag, try to get loose or don't do as you are told I'm going to gut your pretty lady with this knife!" I then pulled the back side of the knife against his throat and he strained to raise as high as he could. I put the knife in my belt and walked over to her. she was shaking and as I stood above her I could smell a wonderful thing... her pussy was so wet it was soaking her.

Now comes the twist... I Ordered cuck boy to write down the entire experience from his point of view and lhe did a very good job and even stayed in charater writing it. I guess it is his way of dealing but either way, he did a real good job of it.

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This guy is making me write this or he is coming back and I know he will. My mind was bursting with mixed emotions. Here this guy breaks into my house, nearly knocks me out in a choke hold then cuffs & gags me to a chair. Then when my wife get home he snatches up my wife with a knife to her neck and drags her into the family room blindfolded and gagged where he has me. He has my one hand released after he cuffs her wrist to ankle and leaves her on the floor. But, I was turned on by what I was watching and I was getting horny. Shouldn’t I have been afraid but I was almost eager to watch him fuck her. I know he’s going to fuck her. It was a new feeling, a new sexual stimulation that I had never experienced before. I liked it. I kept stroking my dick through my pants. I felt jealous because my wife was getting ready to fuck another guy but I couldn’t wait to see it happen. From the terrified look on Alice's face that changed to total lust. I could tell she enjoyed being tied up and felt up through her clothing. Every time I looked at her I got harder and harder. We enjoyed swinging but I never thought she would be such a slut for a stranger.

This masked guy was shorter than me but how did he take me down so easy. I couldn’t break his grip and couldn’t do a thing how could I expect Alice to even have a chance to get away. Alice works at a law firm as a front desk receptionist so she is always dressed impeccably and professionally sexy. A nice tight sweater, high heals and black skirt but under I know she knows has garters and Victoria Secret underwear.

He has already gagged and blindfolded her with white strips of sheets that he took out of his black bag and still has that big fuckin knife in his belt I just don’t want him to hurt her but I can’t say a thing with this rag and gag in my mouth. He told me if I try and take it out with the hand that he freed he would slice Alice open. He has slapped her around a bit and used pressure points to take her to the ground and move her around. Then I hear him tell her if she didn’t behave he would first gut me right in front of her then do the same to her. All the time he was pressing that huge silver knife to her neck and breasts.

Finally after getting all this stuff out of his bag he grabbed her by the hair and sliced the tie from her ankles and stood her up in front of me. He then walked over to me and told me to take pictures with this digital camera with my free hand. I guess I didn’t take it fast enough because he slapped me. All I could see is the fucking knife in his belt. I took the camera and realized I really can’t do shit because he means what he says. I know he was smiling behind that mask once he did that and started putting rope around my wife, tying her up with her clothing on and feeling her body all the time.

He gets behind her and tells me to take a picture and I do but as I look at the picture I also see that I have a huge wet spot on my pants. I know I was hard but God!!!! Did I cum? I don’t know but I try and cover it. He grabs Alice by the hair again and brings her over in front of me. His hands are all over her and all I can think of is how hard I am and I rub my hard cock through my pants with my arm. He begins putting his hands on her ankles and begins running them up her stoking covered legs. Those garters now showing are beautiful on Alice’s hips. Then that muther fucker shoves his hand in the front of her panties and her knee’s buckle and and she moans. I can see his fingers plunge deep into her and rub and rub and rub. OH MY GOD! I didn’t want too but I came so hard listening to her moans and when he shoved his fingers under my nose I couldn’t help myself. I could never do that for her and this son of a bitch has her cuming with a simple touch. Those long legs sitting upon those tall heals and the ropes holding her tight.

I could see the bulge in his pants and him pushing it up against her ass as he showed his finger deep into her and when she came he bit down on her neck through that mask. Alices hands behind her back were rubbing his hard prick. Gawd what a fucking slut I married but she is so beautiful I can’t deny her anything. It was her idea for us to swing and I do love seeing her enjoying herself. He has her on the ottoman laid in front of me and he has her legs spread as he takes her garters off and removes her panties. He flips her over like a rag doll and her bare ass is up in the air.

“Did you take any more pictures?” he asks me. I shake my head “NO” and wait for the next thing to happen.

“Well I guess you need to be taught a lesson.” He said as he smacks Alice’s bare ass. Her screams muffled by the gag as she tries to riggle away. I try to say I’m sorry through the gag and I take another picture. Grabbing her hair he lays into her ass again and again asking if I’m going to forget. Her tears, Oh please stop! Why did I forget such a simple thing? Smack after smack and she cannot escape his assault. I can’t stop him and he does this without any fear from me. He knows he can take me down like a child and with that big knife he can hurt her soo much more.

He stops and reaches up and takes Alice’s gag off. She is gasping for air between her sob’s.

He has set Alice up on the ottoman. His back is to me and I could hear his zipper come down. I know Alice did to because I heard her sigh and see her lick her lips, “Ohhhhh, my. God I want your cock!” she says. My heart is in my throat. I didn’t hear any reply from him but the progress was pretty obvious from the ensuing silence, broken now and then by her moans and the sounds of a cock getting sucked. She was always a loud cock sucker, loving the popping sound as it popped out of her mouth, like some lollipop. Oh I wish I could see!

One last pop and he turns and looks at me. He steps back and his hard, wet cock is sticking out. He takes her by the neck and picks her up. He puts her across my chair on my lap and walked up to her head and leaning her head back smack her face and tells her to open up! He puts it back in her mouth right in front of me with her on my lap and she is loving it. He is fucking my wife’s mouth right on my lap and I’m loving it and so is she. I can’t help but watch and suddenly it’s broken by a slap up side my head.

“Take a picture you little fucking WHIMP!” He says

Whap! He hits me again in the back of the head without missing a fucking beat as he fuck’s Alice’s mouth. I can’t really hold the camera right but I do what I can. I can see his prick going down her throat with his hands on her neck. I can feel I’m hard again with her wriggling and moaning on top of me. I get my wish and I can see this and it is wonderful seeing her so pleased.

I never expect what happened next. He pulled his cock out and looked at me. “Has she ever had it in her ass?” he asked me. I blinked. It was something she had never wanted or had. “No.” I shook my head. “Good,” he answered as he pulled his cock out and then laying on her stomach. “I’m fucking your ass, baby. Get ready.” He has taking her out of the ropes and strips her down to her underwear and stockings and made her leave those tall shoes on. He sets her right in front of me on the ottoman again and gets behind her. He takes a condom out of his pocket and puts it on his hard cock and then squeezes a packet of lub on it and her ass.

Her silence told me she was not objecting to this. In fact, when he started, he barely penetrated and she began a mild protest. But he kept at it, inching his way inside. Her protests and her keening lessened as he got deeper until he was, literally, all the way inside her. I could then see she actually backed up into him, almost as if she wanted it. The fact is, she did want it and they fucked like mad people as I rubbed and rubbed my hard prick through my pants very near cumming. The room was white hot with sex all around us as I came in a huge rush, splashing cum deep into my shorts watching my gorgeous wife getting her ass, of all things, completely reamed out. Finally, he held his cock tight against her butt and let go – I could see her quivers as she began cumming harder than I have ever seen. It was amazingly hot and she was beside herself with sexed up passion and amazement. I think she had cum 3-4 times by now. He finished pumping, his cock plastered inside her ass. When he pulled out, she lay down straight, absolutely exhausted. She looked over at me, finally, sated and all fucked looking and said. “I need more!”

He pulled shit covered condom off and tossed it into the fireplace. “You are a real slut. I love it!” he said as he grabbed her up by the hair and took over to the couch. Pushing her back onto the couch he dropped his pants and got between her legs and she reached down, grabbed his cock, and guided it into her pussy, with her left hand -- just like when I fucked her. Then she moved her hand down under her thigh and started to play with his balls as he fucked her -- just like she played with mine. He fucked slowly at first, then faster and faster. Her legs were high in the air with those shoes still on and bounced as each thrust drove his cock deep inside her. He lasted less that five minutes till he pumped his load. She had her arms around his back holding him in the saddle and humping him hard for another minute. Then, I thought I could see her have another orgasm. I knew that his dick was getting a massage. Alice's pussy always squeezed down hard on my cock when she had her orgasms. Finally, he rolled off of her and she lay there with her legs spread wide, breathing hard. That sight was too much for me but I had nothing left to cum again as I watched strands of his thick, creamy cum starting to drip out of her pussy and run down to her ass.

He grabbed the rag from his pocket and wiped off his junk as he pulled up his pants looking down at Alice and there I was, with my pants soak from my own cum from watching this mutha fucker ravage my wife. The weirdness of the situation hit me as I still rubbed myself and yet, it sort of simply was what it was. It was hot, I’m telling you, watching my gorgeous and very previously-demure middle class wife getting fucked by this stranger in our own house – it was fantastic!

He was now walking towards me as he picked up that big fucking knife off the floor. OH SHIT! I forgot to take pictures! OH FUCKING SHIT!!!

He took the camera out of my hand and seeing my wet pants and me shaking he began to laugh until he saw that I didn’t take any more pictures. He tossed the camera onto his bag on the floor and swooped in on Alice taking her up again by the hair. This time she grabbed his hands as he dragged her over to me with that knife in his other hand!

“You had a good time and forgot your job so I got a new job for you.” He said

He tossed Alice to the ground by my feet. “Stay there!” He went to his bag and took out a roll of duct tape and tossed it to Alice.

He then came over to me and holding that knife to my throat he said that if I moved he would do what her had to do.

He tossed a key over to Alice and told her to first tape my arms and legs to the chair then take the cuffs off. She did it smiling the entire time and I could see his cum dripping out of her. I was bound to the chair completely and then he grabbed the back of the chair. And set me back onto the floor.

“Now to your job!” GOD I knew what was coming and he took Alice by the hair again and brought her over to my head. He put the blindfold back on her and growled out “Sit on his face and let him get to his new job and if he doesn’t do it right. Well…. then we don’t want to go there!” He said as he swung that knife around again.

As she lowered down the smell of his cum filled my nose as well as the sweet smell of my Alice’s cunt. As she place her cunt lips on my open mouth I worked it with my tongue as I knew she loved. She grinds and humps my face as I lick and suck for all I’m worth and I begin to feel her shudder and I know I’m doing the job that HE wanted. I know that unless she cums he isn’t going to let me stop.
I sucked and lick her throbbing clit for a while and she would say things like "OH Yeah baby lick that cum up off my clit, just suck it all up and swallow it". I continued to suck her clit and lick it until she came several times in a row. She shook and shuddered each time.

Totally spent she heaped on me as I now could look around but I didn’t see him. I didn’t dare move but Alice did. She reached up and peaked out of her blindfold. She got up off my face and stood up.

“He’s gone!” she said

“Untie me quick!” I said

“No I don’t think so. Your job isn’t done yet!” as she came back over and lowered back down onto my face with that salty, sweet pussy. And she returned the favor by taking my cock into her sweet, sweet mouth.
You got what you wanted and you may not know this but I love my wife more than ever. I know I can’t stop you if you come back, nor do I want to. If you return I won’t forget to take more pictures and I will do MY JOB better than ever, Sir!


1/29/2011 1:38:53 PM

 

Let my mind wander…

Here I raise from my sheets and the thought clear in my head…. Sitting in that large chair, the dark wood and dark red velvet material set to my black suit. The young blond with her head nestled in my crotch serving me pleasure but why is it I’m focused upon you?

The memory of the session with your dark hair entwined in my fingers and my command to finally allow you release…. The screams that come from you as you writhe in pleasure here to for unknown to you. Your flesh still reddened… and are you lifting to relieve the sting or push harder against my fingers that know all to well how to reach deep inside you and bring about this wonder.

This nymph that seeks to bring about a result that will bring me pleasure is not the focus of what she thinks but the tool I use to achieve a return of memory and the beginning of release. She will be used, she will find satisfaction, she will be my complete focus when she is put to task yet it is you the haunts this dream’s focus. I growl and tense, the moment arises and…. I awake.

When will you come out of the dream?


1/4/2011 5:32:55 PM

Quick entry by request....

A young lady that is a switch, but a subbie to me, wanted something other than the teacher/student roleplay she was used to so I took her into something that fit her bill!

The next roleplay she had was to have with me the other night was kidnapping and having my way with her as she was bound with a spreader bar. She is a full size girl and put up a little bit of a fight until a little pain compliance got her to behave.

Her apt had this wonderful couch with full arms to place her over and with a gag firmly in place, so as not to tip off the neighbors, I proceeded to warm her hinnie to a wonderful redness. Once it was nice and warm I used some ice to shock the flesh in wonderful sensations. The thing that made this one most exciting for her was the surprise of her boyfriend showing up. We had chatted once before how he enjoyed watching her being fucked and when he called on her cell I told him to come over. When he showed up I acted as if I was armed, put him in cuffs and shackles and forced him into a chair to watch me take full advantage of her. This was the first time he was seeing her taken in person because before was always on tape.

The night ended with me taking both of them and tying him to her in a 69. she was so horny to get to him she used her teeth to get to his cock.... I left them tied together and left with her having one hand slightly loose but she really had to work to get out! I was well out of there before they got loose and she called me that she had gotten out of it and kept him bound for her own little bit of tasking!

I do enjoy a good roleplay, and it's all a matter of holding off immediate satisfaction.... That’s one of the marks of a experienced Dom is patience, which is one of the harder things to learn.


5/10/2010 10:41:05 AM
I enter the room where you kneel, waiting for me, soft black cloth covering your eyes, hands resting quietly in your lap, head inclined slightly as though you're channeling all of your energy into the senses remaining to you. The door snicks softly as it closes behind me, and your head jerks. The blonde cascade of your hair swings with the motion. I step aside, out of the line of your unseeing gaze, and approach you slowly, silently on the carpeted floor. You're still focusing on the door when I stand quietly beside you and softly, almost tenderly; encircle your white, exposed throat with one hand. You gasp, start, but don't move or turn your head. The pulse in your throat quickens.

Your jagged breath sings to me. God, do I love that sound, the feeling of power over your life, easily snuffed but so delicately cherished with the flick of my wrist. It is savage, my need to posses. A primitive urge tightens my grip gradually, deliberately, pressing my thumb into your windpipe. Your warm skin yields to my demand. As your breath grows hoarse and fluttery, I press down harder until you are reduced to short, shallow gasps and your head begins to loll and your body to sway. Is it because of the overpowering pleasure you feel, the complete feeling of submission, or the physical lack of oxygen... can you tell the difference or does it all blend in your mind and body?

I release you suddenly and step back, smiling at your sudden disorientation. Your hands come up in a quick involuntary gesture, one hand to your throat, encircling the place where my own was. And the other moves to your heart, as if to still its frantic beating. You remain this way, trembling noticeably now, for a long moment. I am not touching, just watching. I do not warn you before stepping forward to grab you roughly by the hair. Jerking your head to the side, I slap your face. A small cry escapes your lips-- a low murmur of pleasure, or perhaps pain? Four more deliberate slaps. You struggle to pull free. My grip tightens around your throat again and I press down hard.

"Good girl," I praise when almost immediately your body relaxes, goes limp, a soft sigh escaping you as you slump against me. I hold you there, encircling your warm body with my other arm, drawing you to me. Your naked breasts are pressed against my chest, the nipples pushing sharply on my skin. Your heartbeat is heavy and erratic. When I release you this time, you fall to your hands and knees.

I enjoy watching you, waiting. What a beautiful slut. Your face is flushed and reddened from the blows, and your throat shows rapidly darkening bruises. I marvel again that you are my possession. Amazed that you gave yourself to me, so willingly, so sweetly, and so trustingly. Each new meeting you become a tablet for me to write my most wicked desires upon. Your ass looks so appealing, shining in the darkness, a beacon of pleasure in its softness and round sensuality. You're spent, as if you'd run a race. I approach you from the back. Lightly touching your ass with the tip of my fingers. My dark skin is such an erotic contrast to your paleness.

Alternating my tongue with my fingernails, I indulge myself with the taste of your flesh. Wet kisses trail after sharp bites. I harden at your sharp gasp. My own arousal is heavy and obvious. Bite marks, as individual as a fingerprint, mar your creamy skin with sweet bruises, tattoos of my ownership of your body and heart.

Wetness trails from your cunt lips, down your thighs. My fingers hover over your cunt lips, the furnace of desire warming them. You moan louder now and push your cunt against my hand, which slides wetly, easily into your cunt. Your ass opens spasmodically. You are hungry for me. I lean forward, my breath hot in your ear and I whisper, drawing the words out, "Don't... fucking... move... cunt, little whore, keep that pretty little ass still..." and I press the hardness of my cock, softly at first, then with increasing pressure, against your warm wet openness of your anus. Your body stiffens with the awareness of what's happening and then begins to tremble uncontrollably. I love to watch the dimple low on your back as you arch and writhe.

My eager little slave tries so hard to accommodate Master's hungry pole. I can smell the heat of your desire, and I want to bite you, slap you, pinch and bruise you as I slide into your ass until my balls brush your cheeks. Deliberately, I push against your older bruises, pain mingling with pleasure, desire burning like a nova. Now I have erased everything for you, except the desire to be fucked hard, and fast. Instinct drives your hips. A supplicant's offering, you respond to the primordial need to be possessed by my hard probing cock. Twining my other hand again in your hair, I bring your head around, twisting it backwards toward me. Your cheeks are wet, your white trembling lip held tight between your teeth. Your beauty, like this, is almost unbearable.

I thrust my cock inside you, again and again. Your tight ass grips and pulls at my shaft. Digging my hand into your hips, my other hand pulls at your hair. You whine, an animal sound, and your body jerks spasmodically, uncontrollably. The whining turns into a scream as you cum hard against my cock, triggering my own orgasm, my cock pulsing impossibly hard and long in your ass, my hot cum burning you.

1/17/2010 12:55:40 AM
Feeling a bit out of sorts and stepping back!

12/21/2009 7:47:10 AM
 I will just jump to the end of the song and give you MY
 12 DAY OF KINK-MAS 
On the 12th day of Christmas my Master gave to me
 12 Candles dripping,
 11 knives a scratching,
 10 pins a pricking,
 9 cat tails whipping,
 8 canings swishing,
 7 floggings flipping,
 6 tazer zappings,
 5 bare hand smacks,
 4 paddlings,
 3 holes are filled,
 2 leather cuffs
 and a feather tickle, tee, hee.

11/8/2009 7:13:10 AM
Thank you for this M'Lady fair.... and that you feel it rings true speaks well of me.

slavery is not about suffering...
slavery is about service.

slavery is not about humiliation...
slavery is about humility.

slavery is not about pain...
slavery is about being present.

slavery is not about being used...
slavery is about being of use.

slavery is not about control...
slavery is about letting go.

slavery is not about your desires...
slavery is about giving to others.

slavery is not about abuse...
slavery is about acceptance.

slavery is not about proving anything...
slavery is about being real.

slavery is not about contempt...
slavery is about respect.

slavery is not about how you look...
slavery is about the size of your heart.

slavery is not about denying yourself...
slavery is about being open.

slavery is not about bondage...
slavery is about freeing your spirit.

slavery is not about punishment...
slavery is about discipline.

slavery is not about being unable to escape...
slavery is about being committed.

slavery is not about submission...
slavery is about obedience.

slavery is not about fear...
slavery is about trust.

slavery is not about sex...
slavery is about love.

slavery is not about pleasure...
slavery is about happiness.

~ David Stein

12/26/2008 7:54:03 AM

(Think the song “Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow” while your reading this>)

  Oh the weather out side is boring.....

And you might, still be snoring…..

But I would like to wake you like this…..

A finger on your clit wouldn’t miss……

   Oh, you probably say oh yea….

And your lips would begin to shake…

The wetness would be so bliss…..

Then it’s that cunt I would take….

   Riding you hard, I pound you…..

From behind, it would, astound you…..

With my dick deep in you sooo….

Your hair in my hand, and you would knowww…..

    The Master has cum to town….

And know, you will be found….

Made to bend way down lowww…..

Showing me pleasure while you blowww

   The season is the time for caring….

And my Sub, you will be sharing….

All the talents you have endowed….

To the task ,they will all be allowed….

   Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays…..

                   Sean


9/11/2008 5:36:02 AM

The breaking of summer and she awaits him….

She knows the moment he walks onto the pier….

His first touch caresses her hair back from her cheek….

They talk, they walk, a drive to a bit of seclusion….

The desires come to words heard in person….

The strength of a long awaited touch is felt….

The feeling of Rightness in what he says….

The feeling of treasure discovered in who she is….

Seclusion by the lake brings a strong arm around….

Her back to his chest she melts in the warm embrace….

Thoughts of how long it can last….

Thoughts of how good it feels….

The surrender and acceptance that begins….

The yearning to feel flesh upon flesh….

Her impassioned moans as his lips caress her neck….

The gasp when his teeth take a hold of her shoulder….

The realization that she has accepted the wolf and he now consumes her….

Slow and strong she is lifted and she doesn’t resist….

Exposed to the winds of the lake her shivers are that of passion….

Moments to follow lead to the journey of her submission….

In acceptance she is stronger than he can ever be….

And he knows this.

9/3/2008 8:13:43 AM

I am looking for a one to accept that….

I can be Strict, My word is law.

I can be Cruel, but I hurt I do not harm.

I can be Dismissive, but you accept it for it is your place.

I can be Sadistic, but you will crave it.

I can be emotionally, mentally, and physically cruel. I do what I want when I
want it, regardless of what  you think, it is just that simple.

you are My toy, My plaything, My slave, My slut and I will treat you as such.

I will be your Master, your Owner, your Sadist and you will accept it, want it, need it. you will have no questions about what I do, no decisions, no responsibility, no opinions, for they do not matter to Me, that is My power over you. This is what I seek.

But even with all this, I realize that no relationship can work without real life.
So if you expect bdsm 24/7, it will not happen. This does not mean that
you should forget your place, for when you are with me you are protected as my property.


4/26/2008 4:27:08 PM

Submission is not about sex.
Submission is not something one can learn.
It is not sex.
It is not dirty.
Submission is beauty.
It is a beauty that comes from the very soul of a submissive woman.
It is a breaking down of the walls built up in her lifetime, allowing the beautiful, sensual woman to come through.

Submission is not about sex, it is about sensuality.
It is about trust, communication, vulnerability, caring, and honesty.
It is about being the graceful, sensual, beautiful woman that resides within.

Submission is about knowing who you are, and what you want.
A submissive is NOT a weak person, but just the opposite.
She is strong.
She is strong in herself, and in the knowledge of who she is.
She NEVER submits out of weakness or desperation.
She submits out of strength, love, and trust.

Submission is freedom.
It is a letting go of one's self, knowing that the dominant is there to catch you if you falter.
It is about pushing to be the very best one can be, not only as a submissive, but as a woman, a person, a human being.
It is about learning, growing, and giving.

Please don't get me wrong.
Submission is not about donning rose colored glasses, and the world is fine. Nothing worthwhile will ever come that easy.

Submission is also about pain.
There is no growth without pain, lest it be a temporary growth.
There is no freedom without the inner struggle to let go.
There is no sensuality without breaking down the barriers that took years to put into place.

Thank you knottygirl...very well learned and expressed.

11/12/2007 9:24:42 AM
Sliding under the covers,
A slow fingertip stroke.
She wakes to my kiss.
A kiss that travels her cream skin.
Seeking,
Exploring.
Emploring her responses.

Her eyes find mine drinking her.
Her love blossoms.
Her heart flutters.......
In anticipation.
As my tongue taste,
Her smooth sweet vulva.
She shudders.
Opens to me,
A sunflower in full bloom.
Begging her Sir.
Giving all to me,
As I feed upon her deep,
Soul orgasm.
She is gone in the moment.
Afloat in my dream world.
Only her Sir could bring her to.

Her love has no bottom.
Her trust has no end.
Her years have no meaning,
When I take her.
She becomes all ....
MY Lil girl,
Women.
Lover.
But I.........
Will always be Sir.
As it should be As it is.

4/11/2007 4:51:46 PM
The rain falls only to to bring the flowers.... but when the hand falls it brings on the desires...

10/6/2006 5:40:39 PM

    ORIGNIAL WORK - 10/06/06

Tied and bound you await my desire 
As I step in, your loins burn like fire 
Blindfolded and gagged you can only hear 
You now know your punishment is growing near      

The first touch set your skin aflame 
You know your mouth is only to blame 
You whimper and cry for it to end  But it is the message, which I must send      

Why must you act like this is a game? 
For I only wish for you to be tame 
My hand again, brings to you such duress 
When it really only wants your skin to caress      
 
I
 ask you the question you have heard before 
You just tell me stories, like ones of lore 
I cannot but help the need to be stern 
For I know that this is the only  way you will learn      

You now have grown limp and your tears they do flow 
You’ve come to understand, you’ve come to know 
To listen is all I’m asking of you 
Kindness is given, when you do this too        

I lift all your bindings, relieving your toll 
Freeing you body and capturing your soul 
In my arms your tears they do dry
Sleep comes to you with a content sigh       

Safe in my arms you wake as if missed 
I calm you with one gentle, sweet kiss 
Slowly we writhe mingling in fun 
Coming together cum’ing as one.      

Now sleep takes us both


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 Age: 25
 Lagos, Nigeria