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PLEASE READ Before sending me anything: I have to be honest. I hate filling this part out!! However I understand the need to do so..... But lets be honest a lot of people on here are not honest about how they look or even using others pictures! I am what a I am a masochist! I want to share my interest with a WOMAN, who enjoys giving pain, as much as I enjoy receiving! I am in no way interested in switching! I have been this way all my life! Let's first start out by telling you a bit about my self! The most important thing I need to put out here is that I am Mixed, Black white native American! Nice color caramel When I am in the sun for a very long time. I have some what a dark chocolate to my skin color! When I am worked over intensely I the bruises are more crimson color! I love after a good going over, looking in the mirror at the welts that adorn my body ! Especially on my chest! Nipple torture is my passion! I love when a woman attaches a Y shaped nipple leash on my nipples and walks me around the room yanking and tugging on them hard! Or as her pony riding her on my back as I am on all fours!! I can spend an entire evening, orally pleasuring my mistress! From bootlicking to ass worshipping my tongue is always ready to please! I have no problem with being instructed! After awhile it is hoped that I become so adapt to my mistresses desires she has but to say .........EAT!!!!! And I happily devour her with glee! Rest assured I can and will be generous to the right Mistress! I do understand that you have bills......But I would not be honest if I told you I was wealthy I am a man of modest means......Not Broke Ass! ......I work for a living like most of you here! I am sane and I expect you to be as well! Do I have limits ....Yes! I love pain and to the right mistress I will allow her to test my limits and perhaps go beyond! But there is absolutely a trust thing that must be established that is for sure!! I have never been with a man and that is something I am not looking forward to. However if I am in a Long term Relationship with my mistress than No is not in my vocabulary! Yes, I am Bi but that does not mean I like men......No! However taking it in the rear using a strap on, by my mistress ?? I am all for it! Looks are not important to me........I am too old to worry about looks now a days. Only that I am with someone who's as kinky and freaky as I am and comfortable being that way! Some of the kinkiest women I have been with are the church goers!! LOL!! I am not a jealous person. I know there may be others! I have no problem with it!! I am not one of those needy clingy types!! I so freaking hate that! You have your life and I have mine!! I will eventually add more but this is a brief insight into whom I am! I am 48 years old a masochist and I truly am looking for the right woman to share hers and mine kinky freaky interest and if our likes in the vanilla world are similar so much the better. I am a very private person when it comes to my kinkiness and I do hope you are also! If you want a picture of me one will be sent to you! Like I said I am a very private person! And I have seen where many have had pictures on other sites and have been used elsewhere without the owners permission!! The pictures on here represent my interest!

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5/22/2014 4:22:38 AM

Sweat premeates the slaves naked body as beads of water slides slowly downward leaving thin lines of  gleaming streak!. The salt from the sweat.  stings his wounds from the thorough going over his mistress has given him. Welts are many, But his one thought during his painful ordeal. " Is his mistress pleased??" And if not how much more suffering must he endure that will finally please his mistress! Though his body says enough his mind says Please Mistress continue until you are pleased!! For I suffer gladly for you! My limit is your limit! Stop when you have had enough. For I suffer gladly for you. If that is what pleases you at this moment. My one thought is to please you in anyway that I can."


5/4/2014 2:30:48 AM

I have to admit my fondness for dominant women has been with me since my youth. I discovered my taste  for  getting whipped at an early age. First by my mother and then by my teachers, in school. Before corporal punishment was outlawed in the schools. It was before people got really crazy and blurred the lines of punishment and abuse! I remember times I would intentionally do something that would get me sent to my room, strip naked and my mother would enter and beat me. I challenged myself to see how long I could endure her beatings before screaming for mercy! In fact one day I think I exhausted her purposely. She had to stop to catch her breath. I sometimes ran into the bathroom and admire the welts she left!  My cock would get hard as I checked out the bruises. My mom was an artist with a belt! To be honest I think she was a closet sadist. Her reading material included the Story of O' Le Image ( French version...... mom actually learned french in catholic high school)  The Marquis DeSade Justine and Venus in fur! So I picked up my fetish early on from her! Of late though my fetish has begun to include being whipped by a  naked woman, large women small, busty and muscular women, covered in oil from head to toe! I'm covered all over front and back with welts. Now mind you I am not into the scatting and golden shower thing. Not my cup O' tea!  Battered and bruised I enjoy a good strap on scene to follow. My mistress riding me as hard as she can and me moaning in both ecstasy and pain. From licking and shining her boots with both my tongue and buffing a shine on her boots with my cock and balls is nothing short of ecstasy for me. But what I really get a kick out of,  is she sharing her many desires  with me! The whole night spent well into the early morning until we are both exhausted. And if that entire night is spent without me ever using my cock performing sex with ..... So much the better! I think the biggest turn on is more in the mind than the actual sex performance itself! But hey, that's my POV! I do not expect others to share it. 



3/24/2014 6:40:03 AM

Been noticing a lot of the Mistresses complaining about people haggling concerning their fee! Heres the thing. It's obvious you can't afford their fee so why waste their time! They have bills just like you! You get what you pay for! One more thing!  It does not hurt to take a gift when you visit her,  after all she's a woman,  and a woman loves to know she is appreciated!


3/10/2014 5:27:59 AM

Been noting on here people becoming upset because I have not met them in what they think is in a timely manner. A few notes back and forth is not what I call condusive to meeting one! This and other sites have given way to the a lot of the crazies. And I for one have no plans to be one of the missing or one met with foul play. So if this upsets you .....Sorry!! I am very very cautious. Too much so?? perhaps. But I am still here. Do you really think because I am a masochist that I will allow you to beat on me after one meeting??......LOL!  I don't care how beautiful you are or the size of your bust what have you. The last time I let my cock think for me I wound up with two kids and an unhappy marriage. The kids were a pleasant welcome after the initial shock wore off. 20 years of diaper changing schooling and everything else that came with raising kids was a very humbling and yes joyous experience. The marriage thing? Not so! The happiest day of my life was getting the divorce decree. Now I am free to live as I have always wanted to live. But having read the many hazards that others have experienced going on line I am very very careful. I AM a MASOCHIST! However I do not have a death wish either! Being a Masochist is not giving some one carte blanche, putting ones life in anothers hand after a few brief note exchanging and one meeting. It's insane not to mention careless. On both peoples part. You can never ever be too cautious!! Don't be in a rush!!! 


2/26/2014 4:03:58 AM

Been thinking now how I want to celebrate my birthday coming up in a few months. First I need the cash!  No problem there! Then, two or three freaky, kinkiest and yes very sadistic  but sane ladies. Have a small gathering of the four of us. Where I am the event of the evening. The party begins greeting the women at the door naked with a slightly long leash attached to my nipples. As I open the door covered in oil I hand my guest my leash and an envelope with cash (discussion of amount is settled before hand) I take their coat and what ever else they bring and allow them to lead me by the leash. tugging on it and yes yanking hard on it at times. I pour them a drink of their choosing. After which I then serve them appetizers and kneel before them and await their pleasure. Through out the night I am whipped fucked in the ass with a strap on by each woman. I am face sat and while giving each woman pleasure with only my mouth. I begin with licking their shoes with my mouth and tongue,  afterwhich I squat over their shoes and begin buffing and  shining their shoes with only my cock and balls. While they torture me with the leash pulling hard on it. My ass is ravaged by them all nitght long.


12/14/2013 7:30:18 AM

Was going to change what I wrote in my profile section, after changing photos!  However I nixed that I idea! I feel that the new photo and what I wrote fits perfectly! 


12/6/2013 9:42:18 PM

A nice warm evening. The sky is turning from blue to black night! A yellow moon hangs in the air above the  curved  arching palm trees! A ramshackled home made of grass and firm trees stumps used as supports! The landscape has changed since 200 years the home has stood! My mistress calls it our get away place.......Where she and I can spend our vacations from prying eyes. We can indulge ourselves in some of the most kinkiest and freakiest thing we can come up with and share with each other, Tonight I kneel naked at my mistress feet. in between her thick thighs, She reaches with both hands and grasp my nipples in her fingers and begins to squeeze them. As if testing my reflexes my cock stiffens hard the mixture of pain and esctasy course through me I moan and wince as she grips even more tighter! I'm in sub space!!! She releases one nipple and lights my nipple on fire searing pain after the nipples been freed! The free hand she swats my stiff cock and giggles watching it as if it were a bobble head! I think I am going to explode!


12/5/2013 8:20:37 AM

I do not know if anyone has these days, waking up to wanting to be whipped hard all over ones suspended naked body from ones chest down to ones thighs. Paying strict attention to ones cock and balls! and circling into backdown to the thighs giving those two swollon mounds of flesh with the crack separating them some extra attention. So much so one will have trouble sitting or laying down on it for days.......But well worth getting that itch scratched! What I like to do sometimes after a good lashing with a razor strap. I get off  looking in the mirror at my welts! I like jacking off while admiring my welts as my Mistress drills my ass with her strap on DICK! Drilling me  with that thing as if it were a  pile driver! And yanking on my nipple chain! That is my fantasy which I think can be incorporated into your fantasy or kink desires! If you like long nights of oral submissiveness from your slave. A happy slave is a good slave!!


12/4/2013 8:01:39 PM

Sometimes, when I read some of the come on's by a few ladies who really believe they are dommes. Because some jack ass is willing to pay them for the opportunity to,   clean the dommes  house while dressed in a silly frilly french maid outfit! Me Myself if I'm paying for something,  it ain't for me to clean another persons house. That's for sure! What I am paying for is more than mere sex. I'm paying for you to come out and let me see a side of you no one else is allowed to see! Rest assured when one is with me. She can get as wild as she wants. And know it will never leave my lips! Your freakiness and kinkiness will be our secret, carried to the here after!


12/2/2013 10:06:11 AM

For those of you whom claim you've been in the lifestyle for years.....Seriously at 18 or mid 20's you've been in this lifestlye for how long??  ROTFLMAO!! Let me set you straight it takes more than creating a website and pose in sexy leather with a few acoutraments spread out on your bed to call yourself a DOMME!! Hell, child you've still got mothers milk breath! My advice seek aut a domme with years of experience and let her train you. It ain't no cake walk, honey! It takes a few years to learn how to be a domme. Mentally you may see yourself as one but trust me it takes more than a notion. It takes skills, knowledge and dedication to be successful. It ain't a 9-5 job hang it up and go about your business. To be a good Domme is all mental, 24/7!  Sometimes it helps to have someone as your personal slave or sub to,  shall we say practice on! Me personally I like them over 35 with no limitation over that age.....That she knows what the fuck she is doing,  is paramount! We both are kinky that is for sure. I am not suicidal and I do not want to be permanently hurt or killed by a crazy person!!


11/23/2013 7:45:27 PM

You know one is in trouble when the make up gets thicker and thicker with each posting......And that is sad. You're seeking that youthful look.  No matter how much you apply it it says you are hiding something. That beauty!  It was never about your looks. Sure you have lines and some sag here and there but got news for you so do the guys!  Physical looks disappears, doesn't not mean the kink is gone!



11/22/2013 6:00:07 AM

The true nature and beauty  of the Nubian Goddess,  is in her sadistic ways even in the vanilla world she maintains an air of supremacy!  Which separates her from the fakes!  If life has left her alone as a single parent or,
becoming aware of  her sadistic nature, during childhood. Dominating a sibling or the weakest kid in the school, bullying!  if she is the one doing the disciplining in her family, the black woman when raising children  alone,  has  that long  experience handed down to her from generation to  generation,  instinctively knowing  when to  wield  her deadly belt. When special occassions arose! The blackwoman brings to this lifestyle  by their  very nature,  a truly intense erotic sense of why the meaning of pain and pleasure is so interconnected, more so than not!  The Nubian women is a woman with no fantasy ideas, of life! She sees  life,  is black and white.......survival of the fittest or die!!  By their overwhelming experience with a belt They more than any one,  are more dominant! However,  I may be prejudice. Because I was raised with a belt,  and let no black man tell you he does not look on those days fondly, note when sometimes during recollecting his childhood he smirks a bit as he delves into the memory of his mother using the belt on him. That there says it all! I know a good ass whipping is to me what crack is to an addict!  It is what still keeps me on the straight and narrow. To a black man a black woman is the only woman who can tame him! And has in many families. Even as I get older I still feel the need for that belt, no make that craving for it! My punishment for  the stupid mistakes I make as an  adult. To me as a man you understand that your woman is your woman,  and sometimes mama! You know  when you get out of line let mama have some quality  time playing with her mans ass!  She knows when to bring that belt out!!! And you are back on the straight and narrow. I look at it this way there are many black men think as they get older no woman can tame him. Oh contraire my old friend there are many out here that would enjoy the challenge. Because she can bring out the sadistic bitch when the time is needed, for the black woman it is in her nature to release the beast on her wily prey when the prey challenges her dominence!




10/15/2013 5:57:01 AM

I saw her  picture in a BDSM journal on line! A shinning brown thick gorgeous of loveliness, walked past me in a grocery store. We both grabbed  for the same thick huge cucumber at the same time; I remarked grinning like the cat that swallowed the canary! " I see you like 'em big also!" Length or width? She asked, arching one long thin black eyebrow.
She was daring me to keep up. So without even a pause......  "Now, honestly..... does size really matter??" She though,  was no slouch. And shot back "depends on how thick one is. Too little, not enough! Too big is a waste. But the right size cucumber in ones hands you can season it all night long! I can't say what or when I knew she was the one.. ... It was the first time since I was a kid, I followed a woman around a store for hours and not notice how long you two were shopping, and neither one barely had anything in their shopping cart. What we learned about each other in that space of time , We connected, and all the getting to know you 
formalities  was done in 2 hours! The rest flew right out  the window!   By that night I was butt naked tied  standing, arms and legs cuffed to the bed post at the  foot of her queen size bed! That night was the best night in my life, I had ever had! from her taking delight twisting pulling biting on my nipples to slapping them with a flexible leather paddle! Kept the cock stiff like a rocket,  ready to let lose at any moment! My ass clenched like a vice when she suddenly put her finger  up my ass. She slapped my cock and my ass  instantly opened  wide like the black ,  freeing her finger from the tight grip my ass had on it!  " Oh???  She laughed!  We are gonna  have to,  open that little bitch really wide!  Ain't she just the shy one!"  Teasing my ass!! And without warning shoved two fingers up my ass! And the dick got even harder, I thought I was going to burst a blood vein! Before I knew it she was pushing in and out of my ass! While gently stroking my dick, and nibbling on my nipples! She would build me up and then gently bring me down. This woman was controlling my cock with expertise! She was very attentive to body movement and breathing! sensing you were about to cum,  she'd slow her movements until it was safe to build you back up! She did that technique for hours! I will tell you this, when I did release, I could not walk for hours! Two days later she telephoned and invited me on a picnic with her and her girl friend! The drive to the forest preserve took 30 minutes. In that time my mistress introduced me to her friend as Mandincaa! She noticed the quizzed look on my face, when her name was pronounced!" My father wanted a male child instead he got me so he gave me the name Mand and incaa was my mothers name! Her skin was a nice chocolate brown! Her hair was jet black and silky! Once we got a nice secluded place I spread out the larg blankets and the ladies took out picnic baskets and an over sized large alligator bag! Once everything was arraigned. " Get undress and stand against the tree....she barked!


10/14/2013 8:51:50 AM

For some, pain is not good! For others it is the high, skirting the inner  spheres in ones body the flesh! making it's way to the nerves, and from there shooting electrical sparks in the brain and back to the body. Releasing a cataclysmic explosion of pent up adrenaline and  endorphins, unimaginable in any one human being! That subspace one enters,  from a very intense whipping, rewarded with a good pegging to go along with the many whipped lines of  welts  covering  ones  naked flesh!
I'm in heaven!! I in need  of a woman like that in my life! One who can motivate me to take on the challenge of everyday life, with an occasional thorough going over of intense whippings! Some do drugs, while others take to the bottle! Not me, I know who and what I am and I pretend for no one! Been there, done that! Worried about what others think of you is no way to live! Living your life in order to gain approval of others is asinine! Been there done that! .... Stupid!! I was made for punishment......


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10/14/2013 5:24:26 AM

 Circles her naked  shiny chocolate skinned muscular slave, suspended by his wrist!  Arms stretched taut! Dressed in only her curvacious form with strategically placed adhesives covering her womanly secret! even covering her nipples! Streaks of sweat glides down her shapely figure! The male slave, held naked and  helpless,  has no control over his lower third appendage which she  calls.  a worthless piece of  thick flesh  slumped over like a drunk hung over.  Barely able to hold themselves up, and trying  to put one foot in front of the other. But,  when  given a slap on the back of the neck, the snake awakens to life,  hard round  thick cylinder! The things the fine,  chocolate,  glistening skinned barely wearing clothes bitch does.  to her freakish pain loving slave.  hell bent on pleasing his goddess he endures happily !  If one looks closely at the two there is more going on between the two that is unspoken but yet can be noticed by a trained observer. There is a love between the two. A trust if you will  in  each other! A discreet touch  or  a look between the two of them,  that only they know what it means!

Once.  the slave was the center of attention, at an event his mistress was hosting.  She'd taken him to a restricted lesbian club no men were allowed, except for this night!

In another part of the club where the ladies had their entertainment held! This night was his mistress turn to bring a slave to! It was the only time his mistress had ever shared her slaves with anyone especially her favorite one! The events were beginning to bore the ladies and it was his mistress turn to hold the event. Thus she cohorted with the bar owner and hatched a plan to bring some life back to the event! That night the Mistress watched over her slave like an overly protective mother! She warned every one!! To have fun with her slave .But ! she continued  no damage had better come to him! To show you how much I love all of you in this room I am sharing my most prized  and favored slave in my stable...... So be warned no harm will befall him this night, or there will be no peace for you!!!
The opening ceremony was a short one reading of last months events and the tally of the dues. Which was less than stellar......
Afterwards the mistress led her male slave to the center of the room.   led in wearing a  chain link leash. fastened to two nipple rings on his chest, another one fastened to the cock ring pierced in his cock!  His rock hard chocolate chiseled muscular built physique, had the women's mouth dropping! The mistress could tell the ladies liked the gift by the ooh's!! and the ahhh's! All twelve of the ladies were given ten minutes to get ready. Before the evenings event every woman was given a box gift wrapped with their names on each of them! They were instructed in the note that accompanyied the box. Not to open until told to do so, failure to do so would be immediately followed by cancelling the event! The hint was given that each woman had received the same gift but different sizes and width!
Immediately like all ladies,  their imagination went straight to clothes or shoes! Don't care if you are the butchiest or the most flowery of lesbians. Womens eyes light up or glaze over at the mention of shoes or clothing attire. More so than jewelry!


To be continued.......



10/12/2013 12:09:39 PM

I like being whipped, I'm not one of those guys who only thinks they like it, However once they get close to doing it they chicken out! FAKERS!!! Is what they are, they are the reasons some of us have a hard time being trusted! Listen up I have had my ass whipped and have yet to find anyone that can come close to kicking my ass the way momma did it!! Put the fear of god in me while loving the way the lines criss crossed on my naked body, mom was an artist with the belt, to this day I often wondered was there a school that offered courses in the use of the belt!  Those were the days, when momma stripped your ass naked and tied your ass to a bed and beat the living shit out of you. Problem with me was .....I liked it!! One time she beat me, that  one of her tits popped out,  and she never noticed it, and the only time I got a hard on from seeing my mom's tit pop out while she was beating me! It did not help that she was beating my ass while wearing a teddy! To this day I forget why she was dressed like that. Something about a phone call and the next thing I knew, she was on me like a hungry black panther,  on a piece of meat!! I was already planning my next treatment when she tore into me and gave me my treatment earlier than planned!

It wasn't until college when I was being tutored by a matron like  middle aged black woman in her middle 50's,  The oil on her was  shinning skin! Thick not fat solidly curvy thick! Her voice was full husky like  and earthy! Her hair was very silky with silver like grey, streaking throughout  her rich dark  jet black hair   pulled back into a nice thick bun with a lilac protruding.  She had the biggest and heavyiest  set of  breats,  tightly held together in a two piece matching  red and white polka dot  skirt and jacket outfit!  She wore large hoop earings that touched her shoulders! I was in love with that woman! I didn't give a rats ass about our age differnce! She was hot! And every time I saw  her in the corridors of the University, I attended.  My dick was hard as steel! You could have used a ball ping hammer on it and I would not have felt it! She was short I wanted that woman in the worst  possible way, talking about not wanting to sell ones soul  to the devil!  But how not to,  begged an answer of which I had none! Three months into the tutoring she became ill  and was unable to tutor me for a few days. So I found out where she lived and offered to help out! She was a widow of ten years! Her kids lived else where. She was involved with a man her own age and really did not care for him.  More of a booty call,  than anything else she confided! She was ill for more than a few days, so she allowed me to continue  tending to her needs Every morning before class I'd clean up her house and cook breakfast! And return the same evening caring for her ! In fact she was able to tutor me while she was sick. After we returned to our seperate lives! She began to invite me to her house for our tutoring. She was very nice to talk to and be open with.  One night she leaned over and kissed me square on the mouth damn near shoving her tongue clean down my throat!! Hell, I never tried to resist I returned the favor kissing  her back! And  with a boner,  the size of the sears tower I might add it hurt If that dick could have stretched and expanded it would have! We were like two savage animals she made me do things to her I had never ever done in my life. And always the pleaser I am. I let her do what ever the fuck she wanted! She face rode me, and  slapping my cock while she  was giggling her ass off!   She beat that rigid pole of mine so bad, that for days I could not put anything on.  It hurt that bad. Took a few days off from school and work. Just to walk around in my apartment naked! Mind you I had no curtains! Hey!!! I was a college kid with a very limited source of steady influx of  funds, thank you very much! Thus a  roof over my head seemed quite advantageous at the time than thinking of curtains. Would you not agree?? Any old whooo, I digress from my story! 

Her name was a very curious pronounciaton Maniaquita. Southern island thing! But that woman rocked my world that night! And for the entire two years  before I graduated! One night she and I were on the couch watching an old Bogart movie after my tutoring session. She asked me was she to hard on my cock sometimes and I had to admit that I made changes to my wearing attire. Whenever she is feeling punchie. Gotta wear those depends afterwards. Not because of an accident might happen...... Good golly begeebees... No!! Its because of the padding in those things.  Lay my cock up against the padding  I can walk anywhere knowing my dick is resting comfortably! So punch away my goddess! Looking back on it though I think she was slowly revealing herself to be more than a stuck up horned rimmed glasses wearing tutor/ librarian! Every body in the school thought she was an uptight hard ass. I knew her secret though,  that night on the couch she wanted to know since my cock could take such a pounding is there something you want to tell me?? I told her my secret passion for belt whippings I used to get when I was a kid....I miss it sometimes I told her! She laughed and said it was nothing to hide...I began to unburden my inner secrets I had never once shared them with anyone. I think those two years were  only the time I was completely opened to some one,  without any fears of what anyone thought! I have not felt that way in years since her! A few weeks away from final that junior year I was completely about to come undone. And Ms Maniaquita called me and demanded I see her. She sounded pissed on the phone! The long bus ride to her house was nerve wracking as I wondered what I had done?? Was I in big trouble?? Was she going to order me not to see her again or what?? I nervously rang the bell to her door. I heard clicking noises. the kind of noise you hear stilleto heels make on bare floors! The door opened and there she stood wearing a long cotton robe, tied in the front. " CLOSE THE FUCKING DOOR SHE BARKED! "  Don't have to tell me twice!   "BAM !!!" Her gorgeous hair and parted in the middle with long silky long  big curls on the end! She ripped open the robe she was wearing and out dropped the biggest set of tits , yes the dangle but they were full and thick. Get on your knees and bow before the Goddess Mandinka! I dropped to my knees with no problem. Still can't understand why I didn't feel anything when I dropped on them! She continued...." From now on when you enter behind these doors you will address me as Goddess Mandinka! With in six months I was living with her! The only time I was allowed to wear clothes was out side. I was litterally her slave and I enjoyed every minute of it! Now that I am older yes, I 'd like to be a part of that scene but with the right one though! The right one....We have to have more than BDSM I want somebody who can be witty a conversationalist, not always waiting on me......I want some one with varying interest and who's open minded and adventurous! Just like Goddess Mandinka.

She more than anyone showed me how to please a woman and keep her!  She said it succently......YOU DO WHAT YOU GOTTA DO   NO MATTER WHAT IT IS!

I want a woman who likes whipping her man and me loving that she loves doing it! And I want to know what gets her off, nothing is taboo!!


 


10/12/2013 7:59:28 AM

 

I like being whipped, I'm not one of those guys who only think they like it ! But once they get close to  coing it they chicken out! FAKERS!!! is what they are! Listen up I have had my ass whipped and have yet to find anyone that can come close to kicking my ass the way momma did it!! Put the fear of god in me and loving the way the lines criss crossed on my naked body! Those were the days when momma stripped your ass naked and tied your ass to a bed and beat the living shit out of you. Problem with me was .....I liked it!! One time she beat me one of her tits popped out, only time I got a hard on from seeing my mom's tit pop out while she was beating me! It did not help that she was beating my ass while wearing a teddy! To this day I forget why she was dressed like that. Something about a phone call! Next thing I knew,  she was on me like a hungry lion on a piece of meat!! I was already planning my next treatment when she tore into me and gave me my treatment earlier than planned!

It wasn't until college when I was being tutored by a matron like  middle aged black woman in her middle 50's,  She was brown skin thich not fat solidly curvy thick! Her voice was thick and earthy like! Her hair was very silky with silver like grey streaking through it! And she had the biggest and heavyiest  set of  breats tightly held together in a two piece matching  polka dot  skirt and jacket out fit! Her silky hair was pulled back into a nice thick bun. She wore large hoop earings that touched her shoulders! I was in love with that woman! I didn't give a rats ass about our age differnce! She was hot! And every time saw her in the corridors of the University I attended,  my dick was hard as steel! You could have used a ball ping hammer on it and I would not have felt it! She was short I wanted that woman in the worst  possible way! But how?? Three months into the tutoring she had gotten sick and was unable to tutor me for a few days. So I found out where she lived and saw to her needs! She was a widow of ten years! Her kids lived else where. She was involved with a man her own age and really did not care for him.  More of a booty call than anything else she confided! She was ill for more than a few days and thus I was able to care for her two weeks! Every morning before class I'd go clean up her house and cook breakfast! And return the same evening with the same routine!! In fact she was able to tutor me while she was sick. After we returned to our seperate lives! She began to invite me to her house for our tutoring. She was very nice to talk to and be open to! One night she leaned over and kissed me square on the mouth damn near shoving her tongue clean down my throat!!

 


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MistresseZia
 
 Age: 26
 London, United Kingdom