Excuher

It was odd for me this week; my high school sweet heart sent me a hello from facebook.  All I recall of her was She held my hand and took me right back down to her. I wanted her so badly I remember i told my self that it was just hormones. She did things to me that no other women ever did; I truly fell in love with her.

She had a smile that would light up the room and a sexy disposition that made with lust after her. She would spend hours on the phone with me and we would talk about nothing really and it would be just shear madness being next to her. I told her how I felt at one point and she broke my heart when I found out she was dating an older man. Much older then me, she was a freshman I was a senior.

Thank god I was depraved young man in high school, I would walking home with two girls who lived on my block and it turned out they both had a crush on me. One was a red head the other was a sexy mixed girl of Indian and Afro-American dissent. They were night and day the red head had skin as white as alabaster and my mixed friend had the sexist dark soft skin like black silk. They had me going at one point, back and forth with such a sexy banter. Then one day on an ultra hot day I asked them if they care to go for a swim in my buildings pool. Lets just say that it was just my luck neither one of them had a bathing suit with them. They asked me if I had one I said no but you can use my sister?s suit. Imagine two sexy seventeen-year-old women wearing swimsuits for a 13-year-old girl. Just the sexist thing of my whole teenage life and I almost lost it in my swim trunks.

In the pool we flirted and we went back and forth and they were playing me as if to see who would end up with me. They both were charming and sexy and then they asked me if we could go to the sauna and that?s were things got crazy and one thing lead to another and we all started to make out and it was hot and heavy. I became this rope between theses to sexually driven women and they tugged me back and forth.

Looking back over it almost twenty years later it was the beginning of my sexual awakening as a young man who knew how to cajole and coax women into doing things they normal would never do.

As she lay next to me and I asked her if she would willingly submit to me. She gave me a look of pure mischievousness, and said yes tie me up and make me cry out your name and make me beg for it.

I reached for the thick leather collar to place it on her sexy neck. How I long to make her cry and see crocodile tears roll down her cheeks. To see the black and blue welts of sweet pain left behind from a crop on her sexy shapely ass.

I whisper my mantra: I can take you, move you, and bring you pleasures beyond your imagination. Pain, suffering and pleasures all until the pain becomes pleasure and pleasure become bliss. I can play your body like a Stradivarius.

I bind her hands with much care and fuss, making sure not to harm her in any way. My bindings are firm and griping but do not to the point of cutting of her circulation. Her legs follow and then I begin the slow dance of the whack of the riding crop on her sexy firm ass. How she squirms and moves against the bounds.

I ask her to confess to me her deepest darkest secrets and to speak to me form her heart. I want to know what moves her what she fears what makes her who she is this is my true motivation. Tears begin to flow now more freely, but she is not aware of anything but me. My ability to give her pain is intoxicating but I find great pleasure in making her sing in pleasure as well.

She drips like an exotic flower her nectar sweet as honey and she glistens in the light. I begin my tormenting of her sex slowly and methodically; I use my fingers and slowly play with her sex ever so gently ever so lightly. This drives her mad and her sex begins to drip and her honey flows. I begin to insert a small dildo ever so slowly ever so gently.

As I do this I rub her sexy black and blue welts on her lovely ass with a gentle firm hand rubbing in skin cream in a methodical and precise way. She cries in agony as her ass is reminded of the welts and it?s mixed in with the shear pleasure of the dildo working it?s way in and out of her sex. It is a sweet balance of pleasure and pain as I do all this my thumb slowly slips into her tail and she takes a deep breath and allows me access to forbidden anal delights.

She begins to buck like a wild mare and I must restrain her father. I take a pole and run it under her elbows and along her back and tie her down further. Her face in now pressed into the flower and her hair is splayed on the floor. How helpless she looks, how sexually vulnerable she has allowed her self to become. She has full trust in me and I know I will not abuse it.

I blindfold her now and as I do so I tease her body and pinch, prod and caress her all over. She is a sexually malleable creature of pure pleasure and pain. How I ask her questions and tell her the truths she fails to see. My sexy creature with curves of a goddess how I have longed to do this to you. Your skin makes me want to do evil things, the softness of it. The shear joy I get from knowing I have complete control over you at this very moment, at this very second makes me exploded in pleasure.

Her legs are next and I begin to tie them as far apart from you as she can stand so that I have full accesses to her sex. I prop her to her knees and slowly rub her firm sexy breasts with my hands careful not to pinch her nipples as I have something planed for them. She begs me to let her cum but I deny her that for I tell her only good girls get to cum so quickly.

Littlie does she know that I plane to confuse her body with more pain in order to elevate her sexual pleasure. I slowly pinch her nipples with clamps and she begs me to stop and I say NO! I slip the dildo out of her and slowly insert a larger one and she begin to go mad with pleasure over the shear girth and depth of it. She loses herself in the pleasure and I slowly slip in a small anal plug and she gasps in shear horror and she pleads: please NO!

I begin to rock her faster with the dildo and she begs for more but fails to see how much pain she truly is in. I grab the candle from the nightstand and slowly drip wax onto her pert nipples and she screams in shock and says it?s too much it?s too much I can?t take it! I stop and begin to lightly whip her back with a cat of nine tails. She is lost in it now knowing only the pain and the waves of pleasure.

She rides the dildo like a women possessed she begs me to let her have sweet release. I stop the whipping and pull the small plug out and unclamp her sexy breasts and she screams in shear surprise over the loss of pain. I slip out the dildo last slowly and easily and she whimpers no please no.

I remove the poles and lay her down on the bed and give her a few moments to relax till we do it all over again all night long till she is in tears begging to have release and more pain.

Yet again I just inhale her in like an exotic flower.

I think it would be wise for you to take a moment and take inventory on what you want now, what you need now and then look at where you want to be and most important what you wish to become.

Before you dip your feet in the water of what you want, need and desire always take a moment and take a step back. Remember that you own your body, heart and emotions. You need to be careful to whom you give that to and I can not stress enough that: go with your gut and use the tools I have laid out. You are a minority in the life style there are more Dominants then female Subs. Your like striking Oil or hitting pay dirt with gold. Don't forget you are in control, and that even the most experienced Dom must give and show you respect! Make sure you meet Men who are gentlemen Not boys playing at being men.

That all being said: The need to have prior experience at bdsm is a myth! The best tools I can give you are as follows: The terms safe, sane and consensual are the cornerstones of safely practicing this lifestyle. It has been long understood by those engaging in B&D/S&M that it must be sane, safe and consensual. These words are taken seriously by millions of people that engage in the lifestyle around the world. Anything else is criminal!!!!!!!!! baring that if you are being mentored: a good Teacher will have a line of communication and always be open, honest and truthful. Thats way when you look on this site you will see a lot of younger Subs with Much older Dom's. It seems age is the great teacher to many Dom's as many Doms run head first into the lifestyle and are gun ho.

Not everyone is suited for the bdsm lifestyle or wants it. That is why communication is important. Both parties must know what is involved and agree to proceed. There is usually no single step from the vanilla world (without bdsm) to a master/slave relationship. It is a gradual journey you take together with mutual understanding, communication, agreement and growth. VERY Important: Take the time to let trust grow.

As in all forms of meeting dating partners, some use the lifestyle as an avenue to find the NEXT victim(s). ALWAYS BE safe, not sorry. Be sure and ask over and over, until you understand the Dom training and BD/SM practices. Many Dom's do not have a code of conduct but are forceful and want what they want and let the sub be damned! Make sure to meet first face to face for coffee in the day light never at some bar. Ask as many questions as you want and a good Dom will let you interview them.

There are Masters that enjoy edge play, and you need to understand all the diversities of the lifestyle. Set your limits for play (training) and expect them to be followed. Even after you meet to play or start some form of training, continue to have a “safe call” set up. Tell a friend before hand to call you two hour or an hour later and if they do not hear from you to take some sort of action. I know you may be eager but your safety comes first.