brokenday

"who are they fooling? Calling themselves 'Dom' and behaving like petulant children? How can they truly believe the have power over a sub when they are nothing but silly over dressed middle aged men without them - who at any time can be left stranded because the sub chooses to leave!!"

Pouring more wine for her friend Tina could tell she would be in for a long night discussing theory of bdsm if she wasn't careful. And tonight she wasn't in the mood. "I wouldn't even look into it if I were you, you are either turned on by it or your not. Let your body tell you what to do"

And that's where Tina made her first mistake Her friend turned to her and nearly spilt her wine in slamming the glass on the table "what! Absolute bollox and you know it Tina - if your mind isn't engaged if he isn't in tune with your fantasy and helping create new ones then all he is is a good shag that you will eventually grow out of! You and I both know that and the only reason you put up with your so called Dom is because your infatuated. The rest disappoints you and I know you well enough to know that's when you look else where!"

Both girls said nothing waiting for the waiter who had been hovering to move on .... Tina spoke first "there is more to it than sex i think"

"well that answers everything that does" her friend giggled " just when you go looking make sure you have a wing man"

The waiter appeared out of nowhere with another bottle of wine Tina looked up at him embarrassed as he must have deliberately over heard their conversation "I'm sorry but we didn't order any wine"

"I know this is on me "

The waiter left the wine and walked away - both girls knew he would be back and one was irritated whilst the other smirked in delight ...... To be continued

"The trouble is i actually dont want anyone else - i don't have Time for anyone else" - Tina said this quietly as she stared at the bottle of wine left on the table

"And i have tried casual sex and to be honest it leaves me empty - its nice for ten minutes or so but i miss the intensity"

looking towards her friend she waited for the torrent of sarcasm that was bound to follow.

"Actually Tina - you may be right or you may be wrong but why wont you let me try something for you?"

Tina looked at her mate, her pretty slim blonde beautiful friend who was a complete mirror opposite to her self. She adored her though and trusted her motives completely.

"ok" 

"ok?"

"yes ok, your right - i am a little worried about what you have in mind but i will try it your way this once"

"great, well i wont go into detail just yet but it will be one night and one night only, after that you can decide your self what you do next"

both girls grinned widely at each other and as if on cue the waiter returned to offer to pour the girls more wine.

"oh yes" said her friend "please do, we have a lot of things to plan and this is going to take quite a few glasses of wine to get through" ......... to be continued 

She stood in front of him not wishing to look him in the eye .

She would be patient as he was already deep in conversation with another woman.

She studied the other woman from the reflection on the marble table top, about 35 with unblemished skin and a beautiful smile - why wouldn't he want to give her his full attention, she would just have to wait until he noticed her- until it was her turn. As if in answer to her thoughts the object of her recent fantasies turned and faced her.

"Hi" he whispered at her - well it seemed like a whisper she hardly heard him.

"Hi back" - she smiled in response and met his gaze.

"What would you like?"

Omg how could she answer that!! There were so many things she wanted, yearned for from him so that wasn't a question she was ready for yet.

Asking her once more caused her to freeze

"Tell you what love - u go and sit down and I will come and ask you again in five minutes." Following his intructions and turning away from him she walked unsteadingly towards the imitation leather sofas.

They really did have a lovely class of barrista in star bucks these days x

“cant you drive me?”

Paula was speaking in such a slight whisper now that she might as well not have asked the question

But still she knew Isabelle had heard her – even though she was giving the impression of being completely enthralled with her text messages Paula knew that she was being listened to.

“Please Isabelle can you drive me?”

Isabelle turned to look at her, she was feeling sorry for Paula she knew the girl didn’t want to be sent to play but what could she do. The fact she really didn’t want to do this, but was, all the same, still doing it, (and doing it for her), was undeniably a huge turn on. Making the trip easy for her would have taken away from that. She wanted her Girl to drive her self under instructions to the stranger. She wanted her Girl to give herself knowing it was something she hated.

“Don’t be silly now Paula, we both know your doing this and your doing it the way I have arranged it”.

Paula’s bottom lip went  and her skin developed visable goosebumps.

 Seeing this Isabelle pulled her in closer and wrapped her arms around her kissing the mouth now offered. How sweet she tasted, how lovely she was. So perfect and moist and female and willing to give her self completely. Isabelle truly loved this girl and the perfect slave she was becoming.

Some time later she waved good bye as Paula drove off to her date. The sat nav set and her over night bag packed she knew even if she drove there slowly she would be at the house in approximately 45 minutes. Time enough to run through a few last minute details.

Sitting in front of the screen she dialed the skype number and waited. It wasn’t long before his face filled the white space between them.

“you ok you look like your sweating?” she asked the guy grinning at her through the computer screen

“yes – well I have been getting the room ready and its 3 floors up”

So now Isabelle knew he was unfit as well as unattractive

“mm, can I see the room? Do you have it ready?”

The sweaty man moved to one side and allowed the room behind him to come into view. The place was set for a party, bowls of crisps everywhere, drinks corner set up and soft cushions & wraps scattered for comfort

“great, well light the candles and your about done then!” she was nervous her self now.

“yes will she be here on time?”

“ I doubt it but she will be there”

“I hope your not one of those dykes who is into massive wind ups as I have gone to a lot of trouble to arrange this” the sweaty mans face creased into wiggly rows as he started to assume the worse

Isabelle thought in that moment about canceling it all – he really was an unpleasant fellow – but no – this had been too long in the making – this she was going to see through.

As in answer to his accusation Isabelle heard the door ring and the man swiftly left the room

Some time later he bought her into view, blindfolded and topless Paula could be seen to be dragged by her hair to the table in the corner. He pushed her over the table and tied each leg and arm to the corner leg.

Paula could be seen shaking

Isabelle sat watching – not daring to speak as he had left the room without turning the sound on the pc of

Sweaty man produced a pair of scissors and slowly cut Paula out of her trousers and underwear – reaching for his pockets he pulled out a gag at the same time as pulling Paula’s head up by her hair.

“ok slut, your naked and your over a table, do you know whats happening next?”

Paula shook her head, she had no idea

“your our server for tonight – we will take from you what ever we want to and you will say thank you each time – do you understand?”

Paula nodding

Sweaty man lent closer to her face and spat at her, not being able to wipe it off he watched as his spittle rand down over her eyes onto her cheeks

“say thank you Sir”

“Thank you Sir” was Paula’s whispered response

“Good – well we have 3 more guests downstairs who are on their way up now, you will call each of them Sir if directed to do so as well – now open your mouth I want my cock in it”

Paula could be see to be doing as she was told but in that moment the Sweaty man moved and all Isabelle could see was his white hairy arse move in rhythm towards what she knew was Isabelles mouth.

3 other people came into view and without talking they each took it in turn to fuck her. Still bent over the table Paula was used in every hole they wanted. When they had finished they replaced the gag and the 4 men left the room.

The light from the computer screen gave the room a flicker of blue that was slightly surreal

Isabelle could see an exhausted Paula tied over a table and breathing in deeply. She looked beautiful she thought – well and truly used and in some degree of discomfort. Though not enough.

At that point the sweaty man came back into the room with one of his other guests.

“well slut you took that well – all four us feel satisfied though we think it was a little too easy for you.”

Paula didn’t respond

“So with some thought to that we are going to play just a little bit more _ I am going to remove your gag and untie you. I want you on your back so I can sit on your face – your going to lick my arse for as long as I want you to do it – do you understand?” Removing the gag he repeated the question “do you understand”

“yes Sir ”

Sweaty man smiled – he really was enjoying himself

Taking Paula away from the table the two men nearly carried her to the cushions on the floor in front of the pc – still blindfolded and now marked from the edges of the table she looked completely helpless

Pushing his balls over her mouth you could see Paula gag from what must have been salty unpleasant textures being smothered onto her mouth

But still she managed it

“your going to have your hands tied and what ever happens next it stops when we think you have had enough”

not waiting for an answer the other man tied her hands and stepped back from view

Sweaty man settled closer over Paulas face and smiled his pleasure at no one inparticular

Then the whipping started

Slow at first then building up into a whirl of lashes and smothered cries

Holding her down by her face with his arse there was no way she could move

And the more she was seen to react to the pain of the lash the more the men enjoyed it

10, 20 may be 30 lashes later just as her body started to bleed they stopped.

Sweaty man got off her face and jerked off into Paulas now open mouth

She had been used and abused

Worse still she had been used and abused by the type of men they both disliked

The fact that her darling Girl had done this for her, knowing how much she disliked having sex with men but  also with such men s these! Words could not describe just how precious this Girl had now become to her Mistress.

Isabelle was waiting for her when she returned home. There was a hot bath and clean cotton sheets waiting for her Girl. Tonight she would sleep in the bed with her and not in the cage. Tonight Isabelle would show her darling Girl just how much she appreciated the lengths she was prepared to go to in proving her slavery – and she would promise her never to send her to men again.

Well not for a while anyway.

Eyes closed she could feel how close he was by the flutter of warm breath on her neck Not daring to move she listens to him breathe as the harsh snorts echoed off her skin.

“Don’t move – don’t make a sound and keep your eyes closed” – the instructions were simple enough and the voice low enough to be threatening.

She didn’t think about consequences, there was no hesitation, she did as she was told. She had no idea how long she had been standing there – it was cold – but then it would be as she had been naked for some time and she was tired. Standing for so long had caused her muscles to ache beyond anything she had experienced in yoga class and it caused her to shiver very slightly.

Touching the nape of her neck he lent in to the girl and whispered “I am going to hurt you” the voice carried no emotion “and you will not cry – if you cry I will increase the pain”.

Nothing else was said, he didn’t ask her if she understood – there was no need – if she didn’t understand she had a feeling that he would demonstrate his meaning anyway. Tensing her self she tried to prepare for what he may do and wondered if…………

Before she could even think of any possibilities she felt a sharp sting across her back it took her breath away and she involuntary arched her back in reaction.

Trying to regain composure another strike fell on the same place and in rapid succession another struck her against the back of the legs.

Falling to the floor she steadied her self there waiting for him to talk. “That’s ok – your quiet that’s good – stay on the floor and place your arms above your heads” Eyes closed and shivering from the fear and cold of the evening she again obeyed him without question.

The girl wasn’t sure how many times he hit her, but she could feel from the trickle on her sides that some part of her skin was broken and she was bleeding. After some time it stopped – all she could hear was the short quick breaths above her somewhere in the room. “stay in the room – I will be back tomorrow” – turning quietly the girl heard him open the door and leave the room – closing the door behind him.

She stayed there for an age not able to move but eventually the cold got to her and she pulled herself up on to the bed in front and lay curled round the soft duvet until sleep took her. Some time later the light from the hall told her he was back – she lay there not daring to open her eyes – had it really been a whole evening?

Had tomorrow come again so quickly? The girl felt his hands on her shoulder shaking her gently and the voice when it came was kind and soft “ wake up sleepy head your going to be late for work!”.

The girl quickly realized a coffee cup was being held in front of her and taking it from the outstretched hand she slowly came round to the fact a night had indeed passed and the dawn was well and truly risen.

The hot coffee did its job as she sipped it and it  bought her back to the realities of the day. Oh well the thought, she can go back to Him tonight, He was always there when she slept and she always enjoyed the wait for Him.

please tell me i am not the only sub female on line that enjoys the sexual side of bdsm? I have to admit in putting my handup here to disliking so much of how we talk as a community.

"the inner mind" is just "the mind" 

we are not gothic creations striving for another contrata

we are into kink and perversions that are not considered the norm. We enjoy rough sex and restraint and at times like to  forgo the responsibility in enjoying this. 

This we wrap  within relationships where we hope to find safety.

Please do not get caught up in 'Walter' scenarios - it is not real and contrasts with normality where disappointment or frustration can be the only destination. 

......now where did i put my lipstick (its red in a black case if anyone finds it!)