johninnevada

I remember a day when vanillas were terrified to venture into the BDSM arena......... now it's treated as a joke by them......... No understanding of etiquette, protocol...... just folks people looking for a "daddy" to pay their bills. Maybe it's me?

After a few exchanges, a young lady told me she was intimidated by me. I've had women run after meeting but I had yet to see one flee merely by an email. A pity, I'd so hoped to meet her!

The Switch

 I struggle with the "switch" concept and have gotten nasty messages regarding such. Let me clarify my thoughts on the whole issue. 

 Nature goes Her own way, and all that to us seems an exception is really according to order. - Conversations with Goethe

 That pretty much sums it up. 

 Our natural state is Dominate or submissive, leader or follower, hunter or nurturer, war maker or peace seeker. 

 Yes, there are people who develop behavioral patterns in certain venues of life but it is DEVELOPED not a natural state of being, a beard! It may serve as a function of your work or a protective mechanism. Yes I can top from the bottom but I've surrendered control to you, yet retain it. Silly rabbit, tricks are for kids.

 I had a meet and greet with a switch ONCE! She has quite clear she was a subbie but if you..........(add list of buttons here) "I simply go nuts and the other me comes out".

 That pretty much sums it up!

I was amazed to find yet another message from someone I do not know, addressing me as Master. There is only one person in my world ............. at this point ............ that has that luxury. So here we are at social etiquette again.

Over the last couple of days, I've exchanged emails with a 19 year old young lady with better manners then this 55 year old whom messaged me today. Her manners are exquisite! 

YOU SHOULD BE PROUD cunt!

We've been on the site for a while now and am amazed that people seem to have a lack of basic manners. We respond to every message even if it's a simple "thank you for your interest and best of luck to you!"  As if "OK" is an appropriate salutation before dropping the phone into its cradle......... We've become so indifferent to simple pleasantries..... "Have a nice day", "Thanks for calling!" " I hope you swallow a tooth pick and fucking choke to death!" .............................. perhaps it's just me?

When in the course of a days activities, a delightful young woman finds something you have to say interesting........ you should spend some time getting to know her. It can remind you of why the struggle is so fucking worth it.

 My Blessings denise!

Sometimes it amazes me how full of shit some people are. Even in a venue such as this, they lie about the reality if their circumstances while they judge others, all the while bitchin and beggin for you to be honest with them. If you cheat on a partner you don't or can't acknowledge, go home and clean your house. Once you wipe the shit off your finger you can point it at somebody else.

She loved the sun and the energy it gave her. She would lie in front of the sliding glass door when she was young and soak it up. The sun’s warmth always made her feel like a little girl again. She heard the door bell ring and got out of the lounge chair she was sunbathing in. She couldn’t imagine who was at the door? She padded through the kitchen and toward the front door where she saw the shadows of her intruder. As she opened the door she realized she had six visitors. A group from the local boys club sent around to do labor to help pay the clubs expenses. She was surprised to see they were in their twenties and thirties. Trim and capable of most any work that needed doing around the house. “We were wondering if you needed any help around the house miss”. Ever since the breakup it was hard to keep up with the repairs around the house and since she was basically lazy, “What are you charging an hour”? “Well, how about ten dollars”?  She stood back and opened the door as they marched through one behind the other, great view she thought. She hadn’t been fucked in months and she was feeling energized today. “I’ve got a bunch of work in the back yard I need done”, she walked through the slider and onto the patio, the shade stripping her tanned body. She wasn’t twenty but who wanted to be. For her age she was hot as hell and she knew it. She wore her hair at her shoulders and one length, her tits were a perfect size to overfill, not overwhelm the hand. Her ass perfected her silhouette, round and firm. The leader asked if she had any tools and she escorted him to the garage, pointing into the corner where the tools were piled. “You’re welcome to use anything that’s there”.  “I’ll need something to scrape up the weeds you’ve got, some trash bags and rakes”. She knelt and lifted up the first couple of tools with his help and had no idea what she was doing. “I don’t really know what I’m looking at, sorry”. She turned toward him and noticed he had a huge bulge in his pants, he wasn’t even erect. She stared at his cock and found herself snapping up at him. Her stare hadn’t gone unnoticed. About 5’ 8” or so and average built, he slid his hand down the front of his jeans and rubbed his cock, he knew she was hungry by the look in her eyes.  She reached for his cock but he stepped back and unbuttoned his fly, sliding his pants down and exposing a beautiful cock,  6 maybe 7 inches and just about as round as her favorite dildo, cut and shaved clean, just how she liked them.  He stroked his cock, “what are you looking at lady”? She traced her hand down her stomach into her bathing suit and slid a finger into her already wet pussy, too long, far too long, she thought. Her fingers got wetter as she pushed them in one at a time until three were spreading her open wide like his cock would be. The pace of her heart increased as she rubbed her clit with her thumb and pushed her fingers harder into her pussy. Her helper stroked his cock harder as she started rotating her hips to her hands rhythm. He could hear the juices as they drenched her hand. She reached behind her back, slid her bottoms off and released her tits from their confines. Squeezing them, she pinched her nipples as she stared at the cock before her, hard and solid, wanting it worse than anything she’s wanted in a long time. He stepped forward, “open your mouth”. She did as commanded, sliding her tongue out to guide his shaft down her throat. “Don’t touch it”, pushing her hands away, “keep playing with your cunt”. She felt the tip of his cock touch her lip; he slapped her mouth with the head and teased her. “You’re gonna swallow every inch”, he jumped as the door to the garage slammed open and three more of his companions appeared in the doorway, stunned, frozen. “We came to see if you needed help finding the tools, guess not”. Turning the first began to shut the door. “Help me find the tools for her” slapping her face with his hard cock. “I think she could use a good fucking, how longs it been lady”? “Way too long, give me your cock; I need it in my mouth”. He pushed his dick into his mouth as far as she could take the first thrust, gagging at first she swallowed more as he force fed her his cock. “Yeah, that’s it, swallow that cock, you’re horny aren’t you”? She forced her fingers into her cunt again and started thrusting, devouring his dick as she watched his friends disrobe, their cocks springing to attention. He entangled his fingers in her hair and pushed her head as far down his shaft as he could. She felt his stomach against her lips and knew she had taken him all. She loved being fucked rough. Her ex had always treated her like a lady when the truth was she needed to be treated like the whore she felt inside. She wasn’t ashamed of herself and was highly sexual. The masturbating just never cut it; she needed cock and lots of it. He could never understand that. She needed to be forced to open up and show her true self.  The cock in her mouth was pulled out and she was pulled up onto her feet by her hair. Turned to face her car he forced her over the hood and spread her legs. He spit on his fingers, wet the head of his cock and  rammed cock into her sopping cunt, pushing in as deep as he could, she gasped as he withdrew his dick and started fucking her with all he had. Her pussy muscles were grabbing his cock as he pounded her, juices dripping on the car as she bucked against him. His finger found her ass and she reached around, grabbing her cheeks, spreading them he pushed his thumb into her. She loved her ass played with, especially when she had a cock in her. She loved to be filled up and she was about to be. Her head was twisted around and a cock was shoved into her mouth almost before she could open it.  One of the younger of her guests, she gobbled him, spitting on the head of his dick to lube it, easier to stroke she thought.  He wrapped his palm around her head and forced her head down his shaft as she opened her throat eagerly. The cock behind her kept its relentless pace and her cunt quivered with her first orgasm. She slammed back against him, never releasing the cock in her mouth.  She heard him groan as he pulled out, shooting cum on her ass. Her ass rubbed it against him; she had her first cream pie and wanted more. Hands grabbed her hips and flipped her over onto her back as she released her mouthful. Her legs were lifted and a man held one from each side of the car hood spreading her wide open. A cock was in her quickly and her hands grabbed from her restrainers dicks, a hand is a terrible thing to waste. Her cunt opened as he fucked her slowly, with long strokes. Her pussy seeped juice down her ass as she groaned with delight. “Fuck me really slow and long, I haven’t had a cock for so long”. A foot was planted on either side of her head and another cock was pushed down her throat. “Swallow, come on swallow”. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth as wide as she could, he was huge. Not as long as others but fat as shit, her lips strained as she swirled her tongue around the head before it disappeared down her throat. The smell of him filled her nostrils which just made her suck harder on his cock. She bucked up and down on the dick she was getting fucked by and she began to cum again, pulling on the cocks in her hands to pull him deeper into her soaked cunt. She could hardly believe the feeling of being fucked by so many guys at once. She was exile rated by the thought of one of her longest fantasies being fulfilled.  Her legs were hoisted higher as the man inside her pussy grabbed her tit and pinched her nipple; she jumped at the sudden pain but could deny the waves of excitement it sent through her clit. Her nipples were connected directly to her clit, she was convinced and at times, the slightest brush could make her wet and near orgasm. He pressed the head of his cock against her ass flower and pushed. His friend on the hood now assisting in her bondage, never removing his cock from her mouth. Her cunt exploded as he pushed his shaft slowly into her until it had disappeared completely, her head spun as another orgasm hit her, squirming as her ass was slowly fucked deeper and deeper. Her lips were parted by fingers from somewhere and opened her pussy as the tips found her g-spot. She groaned, bucking, the palm of her friend pushing her hard on the car. She held on to the dicks in her hand now for stability as the pace of her ass fucking increased. Cunt juice ran down the man’s hand and helped her ass take the use it was getting but she would have let him fuck her anyway he wanted to at his point. She swallowed harder on the dick in her mouth and pulled hard as she came again. She could feel her ass being filled with cum as the man exploded inside her. Her clit was being squeezed, hard and orgasm after orgasm rolled through her. The electricity ran through her as hands pinched and twisted her nipples until she could barely stand the pain yet hoped they would pull even harder.  Abruptly they stopped and she was drug off the car and stumbled over to the bench press that was in most every garage, a man laid, legs spread on each side, his cock pointing straight in the air. One of the biggest cocks she’s ever seen, her heart jumped at the thought of what they would do next. She wasn’t sure what she was getting into when she opened the front door she knew now.  Bench man, lubed his cock as four others picked her up and maneuvered her over the head and lowered her onto him. She thought she would pass out as he entered her, spreading her ass wider than anything she’d had before. She leaned back, her arms supporting her weight in the barbell rests. The length of his cock began the slid in and out of her ass as her head was pulled back and one was shoved in her mouth, she had lost her gag reflex and allowed it to slide easily down her hungry throat. It was easier with her head back and he was 9 to 10 inches, she needed the help. “Somebody fill her cunt, I see an empty hole”. That was taken care of by the fat cocked fellow who had been replaced by the long cocked man. Her hands jerked at the two men now at her sides her, pinching her nipples again. Her cunt dripped nonstop as the man below her pounded his huge cock into her ass at an ever faster pace. “You like may cock in your ass”? He asked. All she could do was try and grunt. She was sure they were talking, “Fuck her ass Wes, she loves it”. “Shit, look at her swallow me, her mouths like glass”. “Slap her clit harder, I can feel her muscles tighten”. She had lost all conscience thought as every hole was stuffed. Her body quivered as she came over and over, her pussy and ass spread to a point she ached for. Her tits stung from the slaps she was receiving……..she sucked harder. Her tits were squeezed as the sensation of teeth dug into her flesh; she winched but pushed in still. “Yeah, step over the bench”. She opened her eyes to see another man straddle the bench, his cock long and thinner than the rest………… new. 11 inches if it was an inch. He smiled at the look in her eyes. “Did you lose cock count slut? Oh yeah, there were six”. He laughed as he sled the head of his thin cock next to the fat dick already in her. She screamed as the feeling of being torn in two hit her. She bore down on the cocks in her hands, “I can’t take it”. Her head shook back and forth as her ass clenched its shaft and her mouth groped for the cock it her face. “Sure you can whore, you’re loving this shit, I can feel it in your asshole”! He pushed harder to emphasize his point. Her ass gripped him as the cock in her mouth came out suddenly. “Open up baby, daddy’s got a load for you”! He laid his balls in her still open mouth as he came on her tits. Her skin was used to the feeling of cum. She enjoyed her lovers using her tits if not her pussy in some way. She hated drinking cum but certainly had no aversion to her clit being covered with juice.  Her hand lost the grip on one of her shot guns and her mouth was filled again. “My turn”. She wouldn’t have missed the chance at leaving her throat empty. Her body had stopped cumming ….. maybe …… she could no longer tell if the quaking of her muscles were orgasms or ripples of physical exhaustion. Who cared? Mister fat cock withdrew next and stepped to her side. “I’ve got something special for you”.  Her nipples were splattered with cum as he shot his load on her chest. He almost screamed when he came. “Oh shit little girl. Look at those beautiful tits, covered in cum”. Her hand instinctively rubbed him in as she grabbed at her own nipples, unattended for the moment. “I can’t believe how wet and tight she is after having two dicks in her pussy at once, damn lady you’re a real slut aren’t you”? She shook her head in agreement, damn right and proud of it, she thought.  Her ass slammed up and down faster now without her second pussy cock. She could feel the dick in her ass swell as he got closer. Her mouth, emptied again, was unloaded on her eager lips. She rubbed her face against his cock, she didn’t swallow! “I’m cumming, oh baby, open those fucking legs of yours and let me see your pussy”. She grabbed her calves and drew her legs back as far as she could. “That’s it. Let me see where I’m gonna cum on you whore”. She was screaming at him, “Cum, fucker, cum on my cunt”. He pressed the head of his cock against her clit and shot the biggest load of cum she had ever seen. She thrashed her hips as he rubbed against her. Streaks of light flashed through her vision as her last hand emptied, the cock, buried in her pussy, her legs still raised. Her bottom guy started thrusting faster and playing with her clit as he slammed her back onto him every time her ass would bounce up. “Fuck me baby, slam that pussy hard, shit……… hard baby………harder, yeah……..oh god, hard baby, I’m cumming, harder, oh, harder”. Her cunt muscles flexed as the cocks in her ass and her pussy exploded almost at once. She gasped for breath as she wrapped her arms around the bench bars and held on as she was filled with cum. She was exhausted. Her legs muscles too weak to carry her to the pool she used after being fucked near unconsciousness to rinse in. When her head broke the water line, they’d gone. Six trimmed roses lay on the patio table, their numbers on the card beneath them. “What an afternoon”. She giggled as she walked toward the house for a well deserved nap.

She rushed down the hall her dress rustling against the hoops under her dress. Her shoes clicked in rhythm at an ever increasing pace the nearer she got to His chambers. His Majesty was always eager to call Her to Him and she equally as willing to comply. Her heart raced as she raised her hand to announce Her arrival. As soon as she’d knocked, he summonsed Her, “Good evening Little One”. The knob turned easily and she swept into the room. She found Him tonight standing before the fire, his robe draped loosely around him, a glass in his hand. “You’ve kept me waiting”. “Yes, Sire” her voice was low as she was sure he’d wish to punish her again. She took extraordinary lengths to prepare for Him. It took far longer then He liked. Her delaying was intentional, she desired his firm hand.  “Come to me, closer”, she stepped toward him, reluctantly, and knelt in front of Him, his bare pussy feeling the cool air as Her dress raised. “I’m pleased you came”. She took his hand and gently kissed it, her lips grazing his fingers. He gasped. She knew how to pleasure His Majesty and He took special care to see she knew it. He was never shy about using her as he pleased. Using his tongue for hours, to drive her mad before plunging her cock deep into her, filling her until she could take no more. Her mind laughed at the thought of denying Him anything. He owned her completely and though unheard of, She owned Him as well. Betrothed to no other and He faithful to Her. She opened the robe and grasped her shaft gently raising it to her lips, drawing it into her mouth, swirling her tongue around its head until she had swallowed it to the base. She could feel its girth widen as it slowly began to fill her hungry mouth. She loved sucking him. His taste was heaven to her palate and she sucked ravagely on his now hard cock. The tingle began in his pussy and she could feel the juice begin to moisten her lips. The harder she sucked the wetter she got, cupping her balls in her hand and licking them before forcing him down her throat again. He groaned and grabbed the back of her head, forcing her to swallow every inch of her cock. He pulled her away, forcing her head back by her hair and kissed her the way He’d kissed her always, Deeply and Passionately.  She could tell by His kiss alone how He Loved Her. Yes her body craved his, but their kiss was the bond that they alone shared. He stood her and walked her to The Bed holding her firmly by her neck.  Allowing no misunderstanding as to where she was to go. He pushed her onto the mattress and crawled up behind her. A sharp tug on the draw string freed her skirt, ripping the waist down exposing her delicious ass. She was happy to help with the removal of her blouse as he grabbed her breast and twisted it harshly, finding her nipple and pulling it until she could barely stand the pain, which only made her wetter.  He slapped her ass hard and she winched. “You’ll learn not to leave me alone; it gives me far too much time to contemplate how you should be used”! Forcing his fingers in her cunt she swallowed most of his hand, pushing hard against him, rotating her hips to the pace of his thrusting hand. “Do with me what you will, Sire”. The words were hard to understand as she released a primal groan, dipping her head as she writhed against him. He grabbed her by the hair, pulling her head up and towards him and forced his still rigid cock down her open waiting mouth.

 She sucked like a crazed animal and he felt the cum build in his balls as he pulled his shaft out of her mouth, releasing her head. She dipped her head again and bared down against his hand, pushing with her hands as his entire hand entered her soaking wet pussy, a delicate squeal left her lips as her hips sunk to accept him. He spanked her harder the louder she moaned and drove his fist as deep as her hungry cunt would allow. She was losing control and quivered from the orgasms ripping through her. Her next awareness, lying on her back, tied with silk. No restraint was necessary but she needed the feeling of abandon, absolute surrender. He was sucking her clit between his lips as he pushed a smoothly crafted dildo into her. She responded immediately, as if on cue, cursing, “Lick me your Majesty, please taste me, I beg you”.  This only made him go mad and devour her. Growling, he rammed her with the dildo. She pounded her fists on The Bed, screeching with pleasure. Razing his head he crawled on her, replacing the faux cock with the object of her carnal want, HER cock. Thrusting to the base he threw back his head and groaned, she thought he was Cumming and bucked, slapping her hips against him, gabbing onto his legs he began to drive into her, pushing her across The Bed. “Take me whore”. Breathing rapidly he fucked her as hard as he could, pounding her with every inch of his cock. He untied her hands before sliding his hand around her neck, encircling her throat. He squeezed, she moaned with delight. “Fuck me Sire, I desire all of you”! Her head began to spin as consecutive orgasms washed over her. Euphoria! Releasing her neck, he grabbed her again by her head and sat her up. Her mouth opened, eagerly awaiting his cum, that was her ultimate reward. “Please Master, I crave your nectar”. He stood and stroked his cock as he exploded, filling her mouth and covering her lips with cum. “Swallow me My Queen, swallow me”. Her tongue licked seductively until she’d swallow him completely.

She stirred and rolled over, late for work again. Her dreams were becoming more vivid and clear. “Fuck it”, she murmured, “I’m already late”, her pussy was already wet as she slid her fingers into her twat and thought of the dream she’d just left. She groaned and started Cumming…………..again.

He had seen her at the local elementary school, dropping off her two kids, chatting with a few of the other Mom’s. She was medium height and build with long dark, hair she wore tied back, Ugg boots with tight jeans.  She sure cleaned up well. She sat across the restaurant with probably with her husband and drank wine while they ate and talked. Her husband went to the bathroom. I sat in the overcrowded bar as I waited. I hate eating alone but cooking isn’t my thing. I ordered a glass of tea as I watched the football game on the overhead TV. Tipping back my glass I saw her come into the bar over the rim. I wasn’t sure at first that she was coming towards me but after several deliberate steps she closed the distance between the entrance and the bar where I sat. She walked directly up to me and introduced herself. “Hi, I’m Sandra, aren’t’ you Duncan’s’ Dad”?  “Yes I am, Sandra, do you have kids at the elementary school”? Knowing the answer. “Two, Sara and Sasha, twins”. She was wearing a black mini dress with heels. A warm night meant no cot or heavy clothing, thankfully.  She was striking. You could see the beauty in street clothes but tonight she’d dressed to eat …… or be eaten I mused.  She explained that she and her husband were having dinner, she’d noticed me go into the bar and her husband asked her if I might join them. “Are you sure”? “He asked me himself, come on, he won’t bite, but I might”. She said with a wink.  Lonely, I picked up my drink and happily followed her out of the bar to the table where they sat.   Her dress was snuggly fitted to her round pouty ass and her breasts were perfect, large and firm, and left little to the imagination except the feel, smell and taste of the body it hid. She sat in her chair and gestured that I sit in her husband’s chair. “I don’t think your husband’s going to like me taking his seat”. She gestured again as I felt a hand on my shoulder. “Please, join us, I insist”. I turned to recognize the man as one of our local business owners. He was about my height but a little thicker in the torso. He wore a beard and short hair, grey in the temples. A nice gut as much as I knew. Funny they should ask me to join them. “So Sandra tells me your son goes to the same school as our girls? I’m Roger by the way. I don’t think we’ve meant before”. After dinner and several drinks I knew why they had asked me to join them for dinner. We were on our way back to their house. They invited me in and after pouring drinks we had found our way to their bedroom. Sandra was anything but shy about how they liked to play. They liked to be dominated. I sat on the couch against the wall and told Roger to undress his wife for me. When he had her stripped I instructed him to bring her to me. He took her by the hand and walked her up to me, they kneeled. “Look up at me slut”. She raised her head and smiled. “Don’t look at me, look at my cock. Do you want it”? “Yes”. She said. I slapped her across the face “Yes, what whore”? “Yes, Sir”. Her tits were brushing my thigh as she took quick rapid breaths. She liked this and you could see it.  “I know you want it, put me in your mouth but don’t use your hands”. She bent her head down and took the head of my cock between her full lips and sucked it into her mouth. She wanted to eat my dick as bad as any woman I’ve seen. She swallowed my dick until it was in to the base then clamped her lips down on it as she drew it back out until just the head was in her mouth then sliding her mouth to the base again until my cock started getting hard from the pressure of her sucking.  “Stick your fingers in her Roger. Get her wet for me”. Roger positioned himself behind her and started to finger wet already wet pussy. She groaned and bucked my cock harder as he fucked her harder inserting more fingers at my command. I took my shaft out of her mouth. I slapped her hands away as she tried to grab her prize. “No hands I told you”. And slapped her tit, leaving a slight red hand mark. “Yes Sir, no hands, may I have your cock please”? Her lips pouted as roger continued to ram his fingers into her now sopping cunt. Her moaned as I laid the tip of my cock against her lips. She ate it hungrily, gagging on it as she slammed it down her throat. I could feel the cum build in my balls and I stood up yanking myself out of her mouth. “Hold her tits up for me Roger”. He pulled his fingers out of her and grabbed her tits from behind, squeezing them together, A cum catcher. She looked up at me and stuck her tongue out hoping to retrieve some of the cum as it sprayed her face, mouth and tits. I jerked off until every last drop was on her tanned body. Roger rubbed the cum into her tits and I told him to feed my spunk. She licked his fingers clean mixing her cunt juices and my cum. I pulled her up by the hair and bent her over, slapping her ass as she held onto Rogers hips. Her legs spread as I spanked her and I pushed all my fingers into her pussy. Her hips began to buck up and down as I forced my hand into her to my wrist. I had never fisted a woman and she was going crazy. I commanded her to suck Rogers cock and not to cum until I told her to. My elbow was just about on the ground she had squatted so low. I pushed into her a shard as I could and could feel the muscles of her tight cunt grab my hand from the wrist up. She was about to cum when I slapped her as hard as I could. She spit out the meat in her mouth and begged me” I want to cum, god please let me cum Sir”. I slapped her again. “Not yet whore, wait till I tell you”. She drove her cunt down on my fist as hard as she could and I told her to cum. She let out a squeal and her body shuttered with an orgasm that almost snapped off my hand. I pulled my fist out of her cunt as she groaned as she came again as I rubbed her swollen clit with my palm. Her legs quivered as I slapped her pussy lips and praised her ability to control her orgasm. “Thank you Sir. It wasn’t easy”. I guided her to the bed, pushing her down by her shoulders as I sat. “Suck me until I’m hard slut”. She licked my balls as if they were a candy sucker, rubbing her face into me. Her tongue slid up the shaft and she engulfed my cock as her head came over the top of it. Swallowing me I felt the tingling in my balls so familiar to a hard cock. She sucked harder as it swelled in her mouth.  I stood her up and turned her around to position her over my hardened shaft. She instinctively backed up and sat down in my lap, her wet pussy opening and sliding down my cock.  I grabbed her by the hips and guided her on my cock as she moaned, her clit banging against my balls with each down stroke. “Roger feed your whore while I fuck her. You love eating cock don’t you baby”? Roger stepped forward and pushed himself down Sandra’s throat. She didn’t hesitate to deep throat her. She rocked back and forth sucking as hard as she could as she pounded her pussy down onto my cock. “Cum slut, now, cum now”. That was all she needed and she clenched her muscles around me as she drenched me in her juices.  I pulled out of her as Roger started to gasp she was sucking him so hard I felt sorry for him. “Cum in her face, Open your mouth cunt”. Roger pulled his cock out of his wife’s mouth and started jerking off on her face. She ate every drop that hit her lips and came while I rubbed her pussy from behind, spreading her legs wide open. “Is she wet Roger”? “Yes Sir, soaked down to her ass”! Sandra fell back against me, exhausted. I pushed her off onto the floor and she landed on her hands and knees. “Perfect, just the way I want you. Don’t move little one”. “You’ll get some lube Roger”?  He went to the night stand and produced a bottle while I stroked my cock hard at the sight of the sight of her ass in the air, her cunt glistening with juices. Roger ran a line of lube down her crack and into the pucker of her butt. I smeared it with the tip of my cock. “Oh yes Sir. Take my asshole. I want to be used in every hole”. I pushed the head in as she rammed her ass back, imp ailing herself in one stroke. She groaned loudly and started slapping her pussy with the palm of her hand, slamming me as hard as she could. Roger came around to face her and fed his cock to her again. She was moving anyway she could to get as much cock as she could. I pounded her with long solid strokes as the pressure built and I could feel my cock swelling. “Open your mouth for me whore”. She emptied her mouth and looked up as I jerked off in her face. Groaning as I emptied my load on her. I rolled her over and told Roger to finish off on her. He slammed his cock in her as I held her legs up and played with her clit. He fucked her hard and groaned as he cream pied her fuckhole. She had been given her wish. Every hole had been used and came on or in. She was satisfied and I was on my way home.

“Are you open yet?” She came to the store early today, before opening and had found him there. “I could use your help if you don’t mind.” Her shirt was open in the front and he looked up at her before answering, “Anything, what can I do?”.  He sat in the chair next to her and adjusted himself to face her. Her hand rested on his knee, “I need some help at home, my husband and I don’t spend time together and I need you to help him pick up the slack.” She slid her hand up his leg until she had his cock firmly in her hand. She unbuttoned her shirt with her free hand and spun her chair to face him. “I can help you but only if you do everything I tell you to do.” He pulled her hand away from his crotch, looking at her for her approval. “I promise, I won’t hurt you or do anything you won’t allow me to do, alright?” She nodded her acceptance and rested her hands on the chair arms, waiting for his instruction. “Good, show me your tits.” She opened her bra and rubbed her nipples until they were hard, “close your eyes”, his hand replacing hers, pulling and twisting her nipples until her hips started moving. “Lift your skirt, I want to see the sweet gift you’re offering me.” With her skirt raised she slid her panties off, he moaned at the sight of her shaven pussy. He lifted her legs onto the chair arms and ran his hand down her leg until his fingers brushed her pussy lips, she jumped. His fingers returned to her as he pressed his wet finger against her clit and rubbed it in small circles. Her pussy opened as she got wet in anticipation of what was coming. She wanted cock, bad. “A horny woman is a terrible thing to waste.”  He stood up and cleared off the few things on the desk, she could hardly believe she was doing this but she didn’t care. “Come sit on the desk’ he said as he sat in the leather chair behind the desk. “Turn around and take your skirt off.” She hesitated, “anything I tell you to do, remember?” She turned and pushed her skirt to the floor, stepping out of the ring it left. “Bend over and put your hands on the desk, don’t take them off.” He wasn’t asking her, she reached out and rested her palms on the desk, bending at the waist. She felt uncomfortable but loved him telling her what he wanted her to do, she wanted a man to take control of her, use her.  She spread her legs easily as he pushed against her thighs. “Spread your legs little one.” He ran his finger down the crack of her ass, she found  her legs spreading, instinctively. He pushed two, then three and finally the fourth finger in, spreading her open. She was soaked and he had no problem finger fucking as she pushed her ass hard against his hand.  He slid out of the chair, between her legs and licked her clit as he continued fucking her. He loved the taste of a woman and always gave her the benefit of his desire before giving her his cock. He rested his head against the edge of the table, “Feed me your pussy.” He didn’t have to ask twice, pressing her clit into his mouth he sucked as he pushed his fingers deep in her.  “I’m going to cum, don’t fucking stop……oh”. She rested all her weight against him and ground her pussy into his face as he swallowed her juice. The tips of his fingers found her g-spot, “There…….there, I’m cumming, fuck me harder…….like that yeah.”  He felt her cum, the juice running down his hand, the muscles flexing. She stood after she’d relaxed enough and he returned to his seat as she spun, “It better be my turn.” “I think you’ve earned it.” He replied as he slid his pants down. “Open your mouth for me.”  She did, eagerly and he placed the head of his dick into her mouth. She devoured it, she loved sucking a man’s cock.  Her eyes closed again as she thought what her friends would think to see her with another man’s cock in her mouth. She lowered her head and swallowed him completely, sucking him as he got harder. “You like that?” “Um Hummmm.” She grunted. “I love sucking dick.” Engulfing him again. She pumped her hand in rhythm with her mouth as he pushed her head from behind. “Your mouth is as hungry as your pussy, are you a little slut?” She sucked harder as he talked to her. “I’ll take that as a yes, I hope you like to swallow cum.”  She sucked even harder. “You don’t get enough dick do you?” Harder she sucked……….”That’s it.”  She rolled his balls in her hand, she could feel the pressure as get got close. He stood up as she stroked him over her open mouth, pointing the tip so she would catch all of him. As he came she wrapped her lips around his cock, savoring the taste. When she was sure she had all he had to give she stood, dressed and prepared to finish her day. A woman on a mission, he liked that. He gave her some money, told her to pick up her favorite toy at the local sex store and return when she had another opening in her morning. She walked out the door wondering what she had on her schedule for the next morning………………………………………………………………

He came across the profile of her on a BDSM site he frequents and read it with anticipation different from others he’d seen.  A future in medicine, which shows a level of intelligence hard to find today. It showed  in her writings as well, very articulate woman …………. This woman could model or trophy wife but has drive and a brain. She also has a most captivating pout on her lips. The strap from the dress she wears, sensually strung through the most inviting lips imaginable.  Brad Pitt eat your fucking heart out. Statuesque beauty.  And a self professed whore ……. what a tragic waste if she weren’t.  To imagine a mouth like hers not filled with cock at the mere parting of her lips, but if only to pause, a moment, to beg her capture to use her pristinely manicured body in any way he desire.  A fantasy …… but the night before last, she messaged him.  A long awaited response, proposing a simple meeting like anyone would offer, a safe, comfortable setting to relax her, lull her into a false sense of how benign he is.  He knows his soul is dark and his thoughts aren’t for sharing with the “vanilla” world, lest it ostracize him. A gentleman at his core ….. But the rage that lies beneath the carefully molded image is only a part the true him. Like any young man, fantasies flooded his mind and the smell of women’s pussy made him hungry, a hunger to consume the fragrance, the essence of her. The scent aroused him to heights he was only beginning to appreciate.  His brain screeched at him to focus.  Answer the fucking message. The words to bring her close to him, for his use, an unwitting recipient of seven years without a woman.  Prison would have been preferable to a bad marriage. Coming out of either must be equally fulfilling.  Patient and meticulous in his choice of whom he would release years of pent up sexual restraint on.  The burning need to feed his cock to a ravaged whore such as the beauty writing was enough to make him cum at the thought. He’d seen her, cuffed and restrained on the bed in his sparsely furnished house.  Concerned she would freak when she arrived and misjudge him, restarting a life takes time, time he could not wait to pass to feed himself. But it would be too late for her at that point, no retreat ……… only surrender. He had wanted to rape a women since those first fantasies of the pretty blond that lived next door to the apartment his Mother rented when he was 10 years old. A sailor’s girlfriend, he wondered as a youngster why she allowed him to treat her so restrictively, he understood now that she was his slave. A relationship he somehow instinctively understood as he saw her kneel before him and light his water bong. A task she seemed oddly happy and content to perform for him. Her day was spent exclusively to prepare for his arrival. Whether she was at the market or the salon. What a lucky bastard, devotion few will ever be fortunate enough to realize. She was the image he carried to masturbate for years, dreaming, yes a dream, of how he’d totally control her, force the nectar that tore from the base of his balls as deeply into her cunt as he could.  Now the woman was writing, saying that she’d love to meet him. She would serve well, a beautiful woman, missing the collar and asking to be used. Silly slut, if she had any idea. He wrote the return oh so carefully, losing her attention now would be a biblical waste of time and require new prey and the renewal of the hunt, no time for that, he wanted HER …… NOW.  Hitting the send button was electrifying. Only a matter of time till he owned her, physically.  He was shocked at the speed the answer came. Yes, she could meet the following week.  He suggested that she call him to make arrangements to pick her up. He would gauge her tone for the uncertainly he was sure would lurk in the recesses of her mind; a mind is a terrible thing to leave untwisted. He began preparing for her the moment he hung up the phone he used to contact her. A phone with an exclusive purpose.  A neutral spot she selected.  He was hoping he’d not be seen when he scooped her up, carried her into the darkness he loved.  He would not want to be found when he was through with her. She would wish the same if she knew what was coming. He was pleased that she was every bit the esthetic pleasure he’d hope for. Thin and tone with locks that would substitute as a rein when the time came, an additional restraint should she resist sucking his cock on demand.  The light aroma of her perfume filled his nostrils as she swept into his truck. Striking contrast, a drop dead gorgeous blond getting into a truck.   A scent that only served to infuriate his scenes and heighten his desire to do what he planned for her.  The first sound she heard after the snap of her seatbelt was the cuff he effortlessly put on her left wrist, so delicate a wrist he feared breaking it but had little concern past the thought.  It would never matter. She liked the restraint though the fear had already started building as the first realizations hit her. Oh fuck, her worst nightmare coming true.  She had always accepted that her lifestyle, as careful as she was, could lead to anything, even what she thought might now be happening. As he accelerated away from the spot he’d captured her, arid desert wind whipped her hair into her face and obscured her view of his hand reaching under her short red dress, grasping the waistband of the thong she had so neatly covered her freshly coiffed pussy with earlier in the evening, an act of preparation she’d hoped would come to this, well almost, and with enough r off her chair, ripped her thin panties off her exposing her cleanly shaven snatch to him. My God, what art could come close to the vision of a woman, spread open and glistening wet with her own juices, he thought.  He could smell her even with the wind and could feel her excitement. He hoped she’d be that wet when the end came, for her.  She had closed her eyes and wasn’t ready for the vibrator he produced from nowhere.  She let out a startled whimper when he slid it as deep as he could manage into her soaking wet cavern.  With the fear and excitement climbing in her he would need only the natural juices she was already drenched with to keep her ready for him.  She was eager to help him find her sweetest spots and shuttered almost nonstop from the intensity of the relentless orgasm that seemed as if it may never cease. As he steered the truck into the drive he made ready to keep her from running. He had no intention of wasting his energy chasing her, not like that.  He released her from the bar he’d hitched her to and secured the cuff to his own wrist, she had little chance of escape, poor girl. She never hesitated as he led her into the house. Before she realized what had happened he had pushed her against the wall, pushing down on her shoulders until she knelt obediently before him. “Are you getting the idea of why you’re here?”  He demanded.  She nodded with reluctance.  “Yes, sir. For your personal pleasure”.  “Open your pretty mouth whore.” She did as she was instructed.  He stroked his half hard cock and laid it into her mouth.  “Swallow me but only use your mouth, or else.” As she slid her head forward to engulf his shaft, the tip of his cock touched the back of her throat. She could feel his pulsing spear growing harder, swelling until she gagged. Without seeming to notice he began ramming her mouth as she sucked him.  He grabbed her hair, placed his hand on the back of her head and shoved his rigid cock as far down her throat as he could. He exploded,  groaning  like a savage animal as his load of cum gushed drown her. She gobbled his spunk as fast as she could not wanting to lose a drop of what she wanted more than anything, his hot sweet cum. He placed his fingers into the straps of her now disheveled dress and slid it over her head. He was not disappointed in his treasure. Golden skin, soft and well tended. Nails painted fire engine red right to the cuticles, a well kept women. Her tits were perfect. Begging for the nipple clamps that he attached with perfection. She jumped as the pressure of the clamp bit into the first tender flesh; the second brought a gasp of pleasure. She loved the pain and worshipped its pleasure. The young men who tore at her in an attempt to satisfy her when what she had always needed was to be stripped down, bound, gagged, flogged and made to orgasm until she passed out. They had never gained her admiration until one night during a school party, she allowed six boys to use her in ways that made her classmates blush. It was then that she embraced herself as a slut. Walking home, tattered and sticky with the fresh taste of young sperm still filling her mouth, she knew that nothing would taste as good or sound so primal as  the groaning she heard while they washed her in cum. It had never mattered how or what was used as long as the results were dizzying. Tonight was no exception. He only let go of the nipple clams long enough to attach a clamp to her vulva and attach them together.  The pulling of the chains made her more than willing to follow, as if she would have had the will not to. He shoved her onto the bed, centered in the room for accessibility.  A set of restraints had obviously been carefully prepared for the event which would be used to control her while he performed his rituals on her. Once the arm and ankle cuffs were securely in place he used the clasps to attach her arms to her legs. Vulnerable, laying on her back, her knees elevated, and arms at her side anchored to her feet, cunt and breasts accessible, he had readied her. He could see the juices running down the delicate folds of her gaping slit.  An unmistakable sign that she may bitch but her cunt told the truth. She needed this, the humiliation,  being used as a fuck hole. She had never had the feelings of shame that she’d been taught accompanied those kinds of thoughts.   They excited her and never failed to create a euphoria she struggled recreating in any other way.  She was positioned at the edge of the bed and a pillow was stuck under her neck to elevate her head, he wanted her to watch, witness her own destruction. He left and returned carrying a machine with two dildos attached to rods. The fucking machine sat at the end of the bed and positioned so it would drive straight into her exposed holes.  The tip of each dildo was inserted into her. First the longer one was eased into her pussy, wet with the anticipation. Once her muscles had tightly grasped it the second was pushed just inside her puckered asshole and was meant with an audible gasp. Her breathing increased with thought of being fucked while her pussy lubricated the dildo that filled her ass. He started the fucking machine slowly. It’s hum setting a rhythm for her to move to. As the speed increased so did the gyration of her hips as she matched the pumping of the rubber cocks. He could tell that she loved the carnal abuse of her body, she needed it. He increased the speed till she was almost screeching with pleasure then abruptly stopped the ramming cocks. “Don’t cum whore, not until I give you permission, or else.” He grabbed her hair and ordered her to open her mouth again. He stuck his cock down her throat as he brought the machine back to life causing her to swallow his shaft as if she’d die without it. Perfect, his only thought.  The pace of her sucking kept time with the dildos driving into her. He started slamming meat down her throat and again growled as he took his cock from her mouth.  She knew she was not finished when he blindfolded her and flipped her onto her stomach still trying to catch her breath from the last round of fucking. Her face on its side, her ass stuck proudly in the air, he drew her back again to the edge of the mattress. It took a moment for her to realize that the voice was no longer his. A female, whispering to him perhaps, but too quietly for her to understand.  And with that came the first sting. A sharp slap on her ass, then another and again until the pain had turned to a want she could not ignore. The paddle ripped into her flesh ever harder until she thought she’d go mad. The wave started to build with the first crack of the paddle but now was rushing through her like a river of pleasure. She tried to control the pulsating, enjoy it’s rolling but could not cease the shuttering convulsions. One orgasm after another racked her. One starting before the last had finished. She tried to catch her breath to stop from passing out. The only thought in her mind, “OH shit, I’m cumming”, which became a scream as she collapsed into a heap. She would have felt physically content at this point, to have been taken and dropped at the corner she had been retreived from but he had other ideas, she was still alive, breathing, which gave him more play time with his prey. The butt plug being pushed into her ass woke her from the exhausted slumber she’d fallen into. Again the hot juices that ran ceaseless from her pussy started to flow.  Tucked neatly in her, she heard the rustling of the sheets and the familiar scent of pussy drifting into her nostrils when she felt a hand reach under her chin. The female she’d felt spoke. “Now you’re gonna eat me whore.”  She guided her head to the moist flesh that enveloped the stranger’s clit. Sucking it as she rubbed the bulb gently at first. The stranger’s lips parted as she slid closer to her, pressing her cunt against her mouth, grasping her hair so not to lose control of the placement of her tongue.  “That’s a good girl, lick my clit, stick your fingers in me.” She obeyed and easily parted her lips and inserted her first two fingers. She could feel the strangers muscles tighten around her digits and draw them into her. “More, shove your fingers in me. Give me your fist.”  She had never  fisted a woman and the thought made her run with juice which her male capture used to lube her crack as he pressed the tip of his now stiffening cock into the tight pucker of her asshole. She squirmed, trying to free herself from him but he grabbed her by her hips and drove every inch of his cock into her in one powerful thrust, his balls resting against her ass. He wanted her to fight and she loved being fucked deep, she could not stop pushing back into him. He thought she was fighting. As the pressure built in his balls he pushed harder into her until she could barely breathe having her face buried in the strange women’s cunt. He draws his cock out of her ass until the tip has the only part inside her. With all his force he pounded his rigid tool up to his balls. He pulled out of her and slammed into her again. The pace increased with the force he drove her with. Harder and faster with every penetration. She was becoming dizzy from the endless orgasms that had taken her over from almost the time they’d started with her.  With the exception of the short period she may have fallen asleep he had used her nonstop and she was loving the attention. And in that very thought he pulled his cock from her ass and forced it into her cunt. She gasped as he penetrated her again and again as hard as his now tired legs would allow. With a sound she’d never heard before he slammed his tool into her with one last thrust and shot her sopping wet pussy full of cum. She loved the feeling and clawed at the sheets as the final wave of pleasure hit her.

The cold night air woke her again as the truck pulled into the street and towards her area of town. Exhausted she could hardly hold her head up but could have cared less. Dropped where she was snatched, she wondered home as relaxed as anytime in her life. The next morning she checked her inbox to read the message she knew would be waiting after last night’s session. She waited impatiently while her mailbox opened and …………………………..nothing.  “Son of a bitch, nothing”, she muttered.

JUST A LITTLE SOMETHING I WROTE......... HOPE YOU ENJOYED IT!

If you always do, what you've always done....

You'll always get, what you've always got......

Insanity (def):

Repeating the same behaviors and expecting differant results.

A lab test was done on rats to determine their tenacity. A rat was put into a chute with a lever at the end of each of the chutes. One gave a reward every time it was hit and the other intermittently. The one with the lever that paid off each time, gave up, bored. The other literally killed itself trying to get the lever to pay off again. As a resident of an area where gambling is legal, go to any casino and watch them. It applies, sadly, to some of the people I meet who don't even gamble.

A fire...... when starved for air........dies......when fed..........it grows......... any questions from the young men listening out there?

If you're not BUILDING something, you're TEARING something down, and that, you have no right to do!!!!!!!!

If I have to break you to have you.......what have I accomplished.......nothing more then scattering you into pieces.!.!.!.!

There is a huge differance between depravity and desire..........I can tell you from which I'd rather serve!

As an animal trainer I see my part in this lifestyle from a differant prespective. Training a living being is not a game or a joke......... If your going to play with living things you damn well better be doing it for the right reasons. If you won't get up off the couch and clean the fucking house, hire someone, at least you haven't sacrificed your honor for a clean toilet!

The Difference between a Boy and a Man, a Girl and a Woman:

Boys are students. Men are teachers.

Boys are consumers. Men are producers.

Boys play with toys. Men work with tools.

Boys break things. Men make things.

Boys ask questions. Men give answers.

Boys are disruptive. Men bring order.

Boys run in gangs. Men organize teams.

Boys play house. Men build homes.

Boys shack up. Men get married.

Boys make babies. Men raise children.

A boy won’t raise his own children. A man will raise his and another's children.

Boys invent excuses for failure. Men produce strategies for success.

Boys look for somebody to take care of them. Men look for somebody to take care of.

Boys are present-centered. Men are time-balanced, having knowledge of the past and understanding of the present and a vision for the future.

Boys seek popularity. Men demand respect.

Boys are up on the latest. Men are down with the greatest.

Girls want to control the man in their life. Grown women know that if he's truly hers, he doesn't need controlling.

Girls check you for not calling them. Grown women are too busy to realize you hadn't.

Girls are afraid to be alone. Grown women revel in it using it as a time for personal growth.

Girls ignore the good guys. Grown women ignore the bad guys.

Girls make you come home. Grown women make you want to come home.

Girls leave their schedule wide-open and wait for a guy to call and make plans. Grown women make their own plans and nicely tell the guy to get in where he fits.

Girls worry about not being pretty and/or good enough for their man. Grown women know that they are pretty and/or good enough for any man.

Girls try to monopolize all their man's time. Grown women realize that a lil' bit of space makes the 'together time' even more special-and spends time with her own friends.

Girls think a guy crying is weak. Grown women offer their shoulder and a tissue.

Girls want to be spoiled and 'tell' their man so. Grown women 'show' him and make him comfortable enough to reciprocate without fear of losing his 'manhood'.

Girls get hurt by one man and make all men pay for it. Grown women know that was just one man.

Girls fall in love and chase aimlessly after the object of their affection. Grown women know that sometimes love isn't always mutual.

Girls will read this and get an attitude. Grown women will read this and pass it on to other grown women and their male friends.

?No woman truly knows what she is until she's worn a collar. - Unknown

This was shared with me ....... Beautiful.

I do not want to be the leader. I refuse to be the leader. I want to live darkly and richly in my femaleness. I want a man lying over me, always over me. His will, his pleasure, his desire, his life, his work, his sexuality the touchstone, the command, my pivot. I dont mind working, holding my ground intellectually, artistically; but as a woman, oh, God, as a woman I want to be dominated. I dont mind being told to stand on my own feet, not to cling, be all that I am capable of doing, but I am going to be pursued, fucked, possessed by the will of a male at his time, his bidding. ~ Anais Nin