BONNIE TYLER - HOLDING OUT FOR A HERO

I was flipping channels the other night and heard this song as the credits were rolling on some movie (I don't even know what it was). This particular version wasn't sung by Bonnie Tyler, it was actually better but they didn't say who it was that sung it...anyway....I thought it would make a great theme song for the Dom's...lol...

Where have all the good men gone
And where are all the gods?
Where's the streetwise Hercules to fight the rising odds?
Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I toss
And I turn
And I dream of what I need.
I need a hero. I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night.
He's gotta be strong
And he's gotta be fast

And he's gotta be fresh from the fight.
I need a hero. I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light.
He's gotta be sure
And it's gotta be soon

And he's gotta be larger than life!
Larger than life.
Somewhere after midnight
In my wildest fantasy

Somewhere just beyond my reach
There's someone reaching back for me.
Racing on the thunder and rising with the heat

It's gonna take a superman to sweep me off my feet.
I need a hero. I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night.
He's gotta be strong
And he's gotta be fast

And he's gotta be fresh from the fight.
I need a hero. I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light.
He's gotta be sure
And it's gotta be soon

And he's gotta be larger than life.
I need a hero. I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night.
Up where the mountains meet the heavens above

Out where the lightning splits the sea

I could swear there is someone
Somewhere
Watching me.
Through the wind
And the chill
And the rain

And the storm
And the flood

I can feel his approach like a fire in my blood.
I need a hero. I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night.
He's gotta be strong and he's gotta be fast

And he's gotta be fresh from the fight.
I need a hero. I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light.
He's gotta be sure
And it's gotta be soon

And he's gotta be larger than life.
I need a hero. I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night.

What am i looking for?

I've been doing a lot of thinking lately about what I want in a Dom/sub relationship. I've come to realize that I was centered on the physical and not the emotional.

I read, I read A LOT. My main genre is regency/historical/medevil stuff. I like tall, strong men, I like that feeling of being towered over, dominated and protected. Of course I'm only 5'2 so pretty much everyone is taller than me..lol..but I like guys that are 6 feet plus.) And He's got to be very aware of his strength. He needs to be careful of His strength, and deeply concerned that He's not forcing something on her that she doesn't want. But by the same token, she may not know what she wants and He has to be able to experiment and find out by taking her on new adventures. He also has to be able to read His sub and pull back if He senses that this new adventure is something she is not ready for yet or she's not really in to. He has to be strong enough to show some gentleness and know when its needed.

+I want strong, protective, sometimes aggressive and opinionated because I know He's doing it for me.
+ I want someone I can trust, without question, because I know He has my back and my best interests at heart. When Im tied spread eagle to the bed and blindfolded, I don't have to worry that He will loose control and hurt me.
+ I want someone to give me what I need even tho I don't always know what I need or want. And not just in the bedroom.
+ I want someone to take care of me but still give me the freedom to be myself.
+ I need someone who can understand my moods and act accordingly and someone who can see when I'm in a pissy mood but won't take it personally.
+ Someone who can see when I need a little time to myself and won't get jealous or upset about giving me that alone time.
+ Someone who can make decisions without asking 100 questions first.
+I want someone who will not humiliate me, take advantage of me or make me a laughing stock in public.
+I want someone who will take care of me, in public as well as in private. +Someone who can let his friends know that I am His but not be an ass about it and is confident enough to not get jealous if someone pays me a compliment or flirts with me.
+Someone who is patient and willing to take the time to get to know me.

I will give you an example of why I added that last requirement:

I recently connected with a Dom through . We sent back and forth a total of maybe 3 emails, exchanged phone numbers and agree'd to chat and get to know each other. Our very FIRST text exchange went something like this (its not word for word obviously):

Him: Hi, how are you?
me: Hi, Im great you?
Him: Good, hows your day going?
me: Oh its going pretty good, yours?
Him: pretty good too
me: thats cool :)
Him: the next time you have to go to the bathroom, I want you to hold it and call or text me.
me: ok

At this point I pause and I'm thinking...hmmmm...it clearly states in my profile that Im not into bathroom stuff, but hey, I'll play along and see where this is going.

(short time later)
me: ok, I really have to use the bathroom :)
Him: ok, give me a few minutes.

The next thing I know, my phone rings and he wants me to describe what my bathroom looks like and then precedes to tell me to take off all my clothes, tells me how to sit on the toilet, wants me to hold the phone so he can hear me pee, then precedes to tell me to wipe myself with my fingers and then lick my fingers clean.

Wait....Whaaaattttt????? WTF?? We have never met, he doesn't even have a clear picture of himself on his profile just a blurry far away picture with his cell phone in front of his face, and he expects me to just trust him and jump right in to what I consider to be hard core play??? Maybe he was just testing me but still, really??

I won't get in to the details of the kind of life I've had. That is between me and my Dom. But suffice it to say that it hasn't always been good and I have always been put in the position of making decisions and taking care of everyone else. At this point in my life I have no interest in being a Dom or even a switch. I want to be 100% submissive. Now, that's not to say I want someone telling me what to do 24/7, like what to wear, or eat, who I can talk to or be friends with and such. I'm not looking for a Master/slave relationship.

As for my part in a Dom/sub relationship:

I will always be truthful about what I want and don't want. I am loyal. I have a sincere desire to please. Once trust has been established I would be enthusiastically open minded.

I realize that I'm asking a lot of a relationship and I am realistic enough to know that I will probably never find it, but I'm also strong enough to hold out for what I want and most importantly for what I need. I'm also strong enough and not afraid to walk away from someone if I feel that the relationship is bad for me or the both of us.

So, there you have it. If you have actually read this whole thing and gotten this far, and if I haven't scared you away..lol..AND if you think you have what it takes then please feel free to message me and lets start a conversation.

Hike to Paradise

It’s a beautiful day, warm but not too hot, sunny, just the perfect day to be outside. We decide to go hiking and pack our backpacks with supplies for a day out in the mountains.

We drive about 2 hours, winding our way up in these beautiful mountains we call home. We find a secluded place to park and start walking.

It’s so breathtaking here. The lush green vegetation, the canopies of trees making it just cool enough to be enjoyed. We hike for about 2 hours and decide to break for lunch beside this wonderful natural lake.

We lay out the blanket we brought and take out our light lunch of cheeses, crackers, fruits and iced tea. After a leisurely lunch we curl up together for a nap. I wake up and watch you sleeping for a while then the sparkling lake draws my attention. I take off my hiking boots and socks and cross over to the edge of the lake and dip in a toe. It’s surprisingly warm. I look back, see you're still sleeping, and decide to do some skinny-dipping. I slowly remove my clothes and wade into the wonderfully clear, warm water.

After wading in a few feet I dive into the water and swim out further. I paddle around feeling the delicious water over my breasts and swishing between my legs.

When large hands grip my waist and turn me around, I gasp in shock. "You’re awake!" You pull me closer, eliminating the distance between us. Your body is warm and supple and slippery under my hands and I can’t halt the movements of my palms as I stroke them over your biceps and across your lightly hairy chest.

Then you’re kissing me with bold strokes of your hot tongue, telling me with your mouth what you want to do to my body. You run your big hands up and down my slick, silky body, rubbing repeated circles over my nipples until they're hard points in your palms, then you lift me out of the water with one arm under my bottom until my nipples surface the water. Bending your head, you cover a beaded nipple with your mouth and I cry out as you suck strongly, sending wave after wave of heated arousal to center between my legs.

Almost unconsciously, I spread my legs, clasping them on either side of your strong hips. The cool water is an erotic stimulant as it flows over and around my most sensitive flesh.

Your fully engorged cock presses against me, pulsing... pulsing... Lifting my hips slightly I try to draw you into my hot wetness. You grab my hips and slid your rock-hard cock deep into my waiting warmth. Beneath the rippling water I can see the snug fit of our joined bodies, my legs linked at the small of your back holding me flush against you. As I watch I feel you begin to withdraw. With both of us watching, you back out in slow torturous increments until just the tip is still inside. Then you reverse the process. Filling me inch by rigid inch, you repeat the maneuver over and over again, using the opportunity to rub my nipples back and forth against the hardness of your chest, urging me on with graphic words until I’m lost in the magic of your body and deep voice.
"Please... please..." my voice cries out in husky need.

"Please what?" you ask as you abruptly pull me against you, beginning a driving motion that stimulates my sensitive clit with your jarring, pounding rhythm. The water is boiling and it heaves around us and only the grip you have on my hips keeps me in position to receive your thrusts.

Feeling my excitement reach unbearable levels, I clench my ankles tightly at the back of your waist. My body convulses around your hard cock and as I arch in the throes of my climax, I can feel you climaxing inside me.

I drop my head onto your shoulder, pressing open-mouthed kisses to the firm silky flesh before relaxing against you. How long we stand in the buoyant water I don’t know. After a while we climb back up to shore and collapse on the blanket and, curling into each other, we nap again.

Last night I was......

tied spread eagle on the bed. Dog collars wrapped twice around each limb. Orange on the wrists and blue on the ankles. He starts by lightly whipping me with a whip made from nylon ropes. 8 pieces about 15 inches long, tied in a knot at the top. He whips just hard enough to sting but not hurt then he runs the ropes up and down my body, and around and around my breasts. He begins to whip a little harder now, and alternates between my nipples and my pussy. My skin breaks out in goosebumps and tingles run up and down my body. My nipples peak and my pussy gets wet. He puts the whip down and reaches into the toy box and brings out his favorite nipple clamps. He applies one to each nipple and flicks them with his finger.

Flick...flick....flick. My breathing gets a little faster.

He slowly removes the nipple clamps and runs a finger around each nipple then leans over and lovingly licks each hard point to ease the pain. He stands up and moves to the end of the bed and kneels between my legs. He puts one clamp on each pussy lip. I try to close my legs but cant. He runs his finger up my wet slit and using my own juices he circles my clit, over and over.

Circle...circle...circle. My breathing gets a little faster.

He leans down, between my legs, takes a clamp in each hand and pulls my lips wide open. I am exposed and helpless. He then flicks my clit with his tongue. My hips buck up off the bed, but I cant go far. He slides one long finger in my wet pussy and circles it around. Flicks with his tongue, circles with his finger.

Flick...circle...flick...circle. My breathing gets a little faster.

He reaches up and pulls the hood off my little clit, exposing the sensitive bud underneath. He applies his tongue to that extra sensitive spot. I cant keep the moans quiet anymore. He laps and laps at my exposed clit with His wet tongue and my legs are quivering. I pull against my bindings, to no avail.

Lap...lap...lap. My breathing gets a little faster.

He slowly removes the clamps from my now engorged pussy lips. He rubs each lip with his fingers and coats them with my wetness. He reaches over and gets my favorite vibrator. He turns it on low and applies it to my overly excited clit. He runs the toy around my clit and up and down my wet slit. Then he slides it inside my now dripping wet pussy.

In...out...up...down...circle...circle. My breathing gets a little faster.

He turns the toy up all the way now, and runs it around my little bud, faster and faster. Im thrashing around, I cant stop myself. Im afraid to tell Him how close I am to cumming, because he might stop, but I have to, those are the rules. I feel myself tightening up, my body quivering uncontrollably now. Im panting now.

Pant...pant...pant...I am breathless now.

I whisper..."Im going to cum!", but He doesn't stop. He picks up the pace and it crashes over me in wave after wave after wave. He is relentless. He doesn't stop. Finally when I feel I can take no more, He pulls away and leans over and tells me what a good girl I have been for Him and softly kisses me. He rubs his hands up and down my legs to soothe me

Up....down...up...down...until my breathing returns to normal.

The Bus Ride

Finally we both have a couple of days off from work. We decide to go to Cripple Creek for some sightseeing and a little gambling. We'll take one of the gambling buses and let someone else do the driving. It's a 2-hour trip and we decide to leave after work so we'll have more time to enjoy ourselves when we get there. The bus leaves at 8pm so we rush home, shower, change, grab a bite to eat and head over to board the bus.

It's the middle of the week and the bus is not full. We choose seats at the back and when the bus gets underway, there are 3 empty seats between us and the next passengers. As we head out of town we watch the city lights grow smaller and smaller. There are no lights on in the bus, everyone is content to sit in the dark and grab a rest before we get to Cripple Creek.

We're sitting side by side, holding hands and making small talk. "How was your day at work?" "What do you want to do besides gamble after we get there?" At last we're on the highway and the city lights are far behind us.

You reach over and gently put your hand on my thigh, just above my knee, softly stroking your thumb back and forth over my sensitive skin. I'm so glad I choose to wear a short denim skirt. I check to see what the other passengers are doing and then I look over at you. I can hardly see your face it's so dark inside the bus, but I can just make out that delicious twinkle in your eye, the one you get when you have a great idea. I put my head back on the headrest and close my eyes and decide to see how far you'll take this.

Slowly, so very slowly you inch your hand up my thigh, lightly kneading my leg as you go, your fingers brushing the sensitive skin of my inner thigh. Already I can feel those luscious tingles spreading up and down my spine. I let out a soft sigh and spread my legs a little to give your wandering hand and unobstructed path.

After what seems a tormentingly long time, but in reality is only minutes, you finally reach your destination and discover that I'm already so hot and wet for you. You bury your face in my shoulder and let loose a soft groan into my neck. As you trace your fingers around the elastic of my panties you kiss my neck and nip on my earlobe. My body shudders and I have to clamp my lips together to keep from moaning my pleasure out loud. You slowly kiss your way down my shoulder to my breast, lightly plucking the fabric of my t-shirt with your teeth. At the same time your teeth finally close over my already hardened nipple you slip a finger under my panties and circle my wet throbbing clit. My hips buck up off the seat and I bite down on my bottom lip to keep the cry of pleasure from escaping. One of my hands is gripping the arm rest and the other is now clutching your leg.

 You smoothly nip at my nipple with your teeth as you slip another finger under my panties. My breathing is coming faster now. The effort to stay quiet is about to drive me insane. You're rubbing my clit, stroking the soft folds of my sex and still nibbling at my nipple with your teeth. My hips are bucking almost wildly now and just when I don't think I can stand another second of this sweet delicious torture, you slip a finger deep into my wetness. A stunning climax takes me by surprise and I stuff my fist in my mouth to keep from screaming out my pleasure. Faster and faster you stroke your finger in and out of me, biting my nipple the whole time, my body quaking with the force of my release. You slow the torturous movements of your hands and slowly kiss your way back up to my neck. We're both breathing hard but trying not to alert anyone to what we just did. As my body slowly calms down you languidly retrace your path down my thigh to tenderly cup my knee. You sit up and pull my head onto your shoulder. I'm still trying to catch my breath. You stroke my hair and caress my knee till finally my breathing is back to normal. As I snuggle in your arms and drift off into a pleasant nap my mind is dancing with ideas of what I'll do to you on the return trip.