Since my profile seems to inspire some interesting discussions, and since this is more efficient then telling each person individually what those limits are, here you go:

The pure concrete hard limits

no hazardous material play (no scat, pee, blood, drugs, diapers...)

no atm

no caning

no permanent damage - including no hair cutting, no skin/flesh cutting, no tattooing, no vaginal fisting, no bone breaking, etc.

no spitting in my face

no fat names - my reasons are my own

no public anything (i do not consider sex clubs as 'public' for this limit as only adults will be in attendance, so no risk of exposing a child to anything not age appropriate)

no fire or electrical play

the limestone  limits (these are acts i have always been adamantly against as being beyond humiliating, or just too scary for me, but won't say you can't use as punishment or a display of dominance):

rimming/ass worship

hot wax

licking fresh cum off the floor

licking your boots

foot worship

bestiality

cunnilingus/other lesbian acts

enemas/bathroom control

things have not gone as planned, to put mildly...

apologies if you feel neglected or spurned, as my absence has been necessary.

contact will be sporadic at best for the next while...

29 june 2011

finally home again from much needed retreat. my apologies if my abscence from all things technological caused any inconveniences.

back to normal as of tomorrow...

Another Scenario: 

i am walking from my car to the Mall entrance when you approach and ask me if i have dropped the scarf in your hand from my purse. when i say no, you clamp it to my face as you pull me to the ground...

i wake up blindfolded on my knees, ankles crossed, knees pulled apart, my wrists bound together and clipped above my head to a utility hook in the roof of a van. a butt-plug stretches my mouth wide as you pull my tits out of my blouse and bind them with cotton rope. you remove the plug and tell me i will only get out your van alive if i do everything you tell me to do without hesitation. you also tell me am not to cum without permission. you ask me if i understand, and i say yes. you then order me to beg you to clamp weights to my nipples and to use the riding crop on my swollen tits.

i beg you to torture my tits while you move around behind me and lift my short skirt to work the plug roughly into my ass, enjoying my yelp of pain when you finally shove it all the way in. you then pinch my nipples between a pair of chopsticks, using rubber bands on the ends to hold them in place before hanging a small tool from them as a weight.

you grab my ponytail and shove your hard cock into my mouth, fucking my throat roughly, causing my tits to bounce and sway. tears well up in my eyes as you continue to gag me with your cock and my tits bounce against your legs with each thrust. my pussy is dripping onto the floor beneath me, and i cannot beg for permission to cum as you're keeping my mouth stuffed.

you thrust harder and faster into my mouth as you get closer to cumming. when you cum, you pull out of my mouth and shoot your load onto my face, ordering me to catch it on my tongue and twisting the chopsticks when i fail to catch everything. you use my ponytail to pull my head back as you shove my face into your balls, ordering me to lick them and your ass clean.

my tits rub against your legs, and the painful friction is too much, i shudder and cum without permission. you grind my face deeper into your crotch, almost suffocating me as you do. 'clean it up, slut!' is all you say as you continue to grind onto my face. when you are satisfied with my work, you whisper in my ear that i'm going to be severely punished for cumming without permission, and i had better remember to thank you for it.

i am squirming, knowing that i am not going to like whatever the punishment is, but thanking you in advance for being kind enough to discipline such an undeserving cumslut. i can feel the plug in my ass expanding as you pump it up. you order me to beg you to punish me. i begin to beg and you slap my tit hard 'i haven't told you what to beg for yet, slut! beg me to whip your cunt, cumslut.' crying, i beg you to whip and abuse my pussy lips and clit. 'And call me Master, bitch!' 'yes, Master..'

you then hang more things on the chopsticks and use the riding crop on my pussy lips and clit, while ordering me to beg you to rape my throat and ass, which i do.

you hold the handle of the riding crop against my lips and order me to suck it like a cock as you pump it in and out of my mouth, slapping my face with your cock as you do. you drop the crop and continue to beat my face with your cock.

without warning, you release my wrists from the hook but not each other, and push my face into the floor, keeping my ass in the air. you swat at my exposed clit while you deflate and remove the plug from my ass. you yank my ponytail hard, making my head come up so you can shove the plug back in my mouth, ordering me to beg for the privilege first, which i do.

letting go of my hair, you grab my ass, pulling my cheeks apart as you shove your cock deep into it and begin fucking it hard.  'take it and like it, bitch!'  'thank you, Master!' i'm crying from the pain and humiliation, but i know better than to beg for mercy. you are now slapping my ass hard as you fuck it, and my tits are on fire as they grind into the floor with your thrusts. when you cum in my ass, you dig your fingers painfully into my hips and order me to cum.

i cum, crying in humiliation as you pull the plug from my mouth and shove it back into my ass, locking your cum inside me. you raise me back up and reattach my wrists to the roof, then place the handle of the crop back in my mouth before straightening your own clothes. i hear a door open and close, but don't dare utter a sound or shift position, since i don't know if you were leaving or just testing me.

the engine starts up just as i think you must have left, and i sway with the movement of the van, wincing in pain as my tits are pulled back and forth by the weights still hanging from the chopsitcks. after a time, the van stops moving and the engine turns off. when nothing happens for what seems a very long while, i start to wonder if you've left.

the door opens and closes, and i can hear you talking to someone. you pull the crop out of my mouth and order me to stick my tongue out. when i do, i feel a soft ass push back against it. you shove my face into it and order me to suck it clean. i suck and lick the ass for all i'm worth, hoping to avoid further punishment. you pull my head back and i hear a shifting.

when you shove my face into the crotch before me, i discover that it's a woman. 'make her cum, whore!' i do my best, licking and sucking her pussy lips, and then latching onto her clit with my teeth to hold her in place so i can suck on it. her hands grind my face harder into her pussy as she gets closer to cumming. you are whipping my pussy with the riding crop as my tongue flicks out and over her anus.

she begins to shudder, so i double my efforts - grinding my nose into her clit as i fuck my tongue in and out of her ass. she cums on my face, smothering me in her juices as she pulls my face deeper into her crotch. she pulls away and i hear you telling her how to position herself for you to bind her.

you flick my nipples with the crop and i nearly scream from the pain. you chuckle and tell me it's only going to get worse. i find out what you mean when you release my nipples from the chopsticks and i nearly faint as the blood rushes back into them. you whip them with the crop again, making me thank you for each stroke... ' i think I'm going to keep you both...'

Slave James favourite story, part 1: (disclaimer - i am not into the stuff James is into. This story was written for his enjoyment, and is posted here at his suggestion.)

you are told you may pick any 3 men or women in the harem to use as you see fit for 2 days.  You choose 2 petite women plus one male slave hung like a horse. you are all led to another chamber, where you see a bed big enough for 10, a king's X on one wall next to a row of different whips, riding crops, and various restraints.
a chain hangs down from the ceiling in the middle of the room, above an iron ring set into the floor. there are pillows all around the room.

you shove the blonde woman to her knees next to the ring, then order the male slave to stand in front of her. you lock her leash to the ring, and her collar to the chain so she cannot escape. you tell her she is going to learn how to swallow a cock properly. the male slave grins as he takes her head in his hands and forces his manhood between her lips.

you look at the brunette and point to the bed. when she doesn't move fast enough for you, you grab her ponytail and drag her the rest of the way, ordering her to lay on her back, never letting go of her hair as she maneuvers into position. you put your free hand under her neck as you shove your cock deep into her mouth, feeling the back of her throat begin to open.

she begins to gag as you push further in, but you don't stop. you hear the other woman gagging as the male slave continues to rape her mouth, slapping her cheeks as he does so. the sounds of the 2 women gagging on 2 enormous cocks makes you even harder, but you pull out of your slave's mouth long enough to slap her face with your heavy cock before shoving it back in. her crying only adds to your pleasure as you force your cock deeper into her throat.

you let go of her hair and squeeze her throat as you force your cock all of the way in, holding it there while she squirms and tries vainly to push your thighs away from the bed. you pull out when she finally stops thrashing, but before she passes out. she sucks in a deep breath and you shove your cock all the way back in, fucking her throat slowly, savoring the spasms from her gagging throat. you keep the pace slow, letting her have a breath when she absolutely needs one - you aren't totally heartless, after all.

after a few minutes, you hear retching coming from behind you, and the male slave's shout of disgust. you look to see the chained slave vomiting on the floor. you order the male slave to clean it and her up. but you never stop fucking the brunette's throat until you pull out and cum all over her face and tits. once the other slave is clean again, you get an idea and order the brunette not to clean up. she's coughing and crying, but you do'nt care.

you order the male slave to lay on the floor under the chained slave and enter her pussy. you drag the brunette over and order her to use her face and tongue to lube up the chained slave's asshole for you. she cries harder, but you just shove her face into the blonde's ass. you wrap her ponytail around your hand like a leash, forcing her face where you want it while using your other hand to attach her leash to the chained slave's collar.

you kneel behind the chained slave and shove your cock deep into her ass. the brunette is now behind you and you order her to suck on the male slave's balls as you fuck the blonde's ass. the male slave begins to bite and slap at the blonde's tits, chomping hard on her nipples every once in a while to make her yelp. you order the male slave not to cum, but he can't stop. the chained slave shudders her orgasm just before you pull out of her and shove your cock all the way down the brunette's throat.

she gags and tries to pull away, but you hold her face in place as you shoot your load deep into her gullet. you revel in the look of fear on her face - she's trying not to vomit from the unfamiliar assault on her gag reflex. you push her away just as she loses the battle, but your sympathy is nil. as soon as she is done, you order her to clean it up.

you look at the male slave and remember his infraction. you order him to lick the chained slave clean from head to toe. to help him follow orders more efficiently, you go over to the rack, select a long thin horse whip, and begin whipping his thighs, ass, and balls. the female finishes cleaning first, so you order her to lick your thighs, cock and balls clean. when she finishes, you order her to lick your ass clean since you know she doesn't want to.

once the chained slave is clean, you release her from her bonds and carry her to the bed. she's earned a rest. but who to tether up next? the male slave is grinning like an idiot, thinking he's going to be abusing the other female with you. so you decide to chain him up instead. you then hand a short riding crop to the brunette slave. you tell her to use it on the male slave, and to make sure he feels it. if he isn't in genuine pain, she will be put in the corner to serve as a toilet. she goes at it with gusto.

you look at the slave passed out on the bed, and decide to leave her be. you walk over to the male slave and order him to lick your cock and balls clean. he tries to clamp his mouth shut, but you grab a handful of hair just as the female slave lands a particularly good whack across his balls. When he gasps in pain, you shove your cock into his mouth and tell him he now has the privilege of sucking you until you cum. when he doesn't move, you thrust your hips forward until your cock hits the back of his throat. you grin as you realize the his throat is even tighter than either of the women's...

Slave James favourite story, part 2: (disclaimer - i am not into the stuff James is into. This story was written for his enjoyment, and is posted here at his suggestion.)

you look over at the sleeping slave, deciding how best to bind the blonde, as a palace dog wanders into the room. An evil grin crosses your face as you recognize Brutus and get a wicked idea. you snap your fingers and the dog obediently approaches you. you take it's collar and lead it behind the chained slave, shoving the shepard's nose into the man's ass. Brutus takes a couple of licks at it, then mounts the slave from behind. the male slave's screams are music to your ears as you order thebrunette to put the crop down and help you arrange the sleeping blonde without waking her.

you arrange her so that her head is hanging over the edge of the high bed. her ponytail is braided into the ring on the floor to keep her mouth perfectly positioned to accept a cock, pussy, or ass easily. her wrists are attached to her ankles with soft leather straps, and chains pull her ankles as far apart as possible. ropes around her knees pull them up towards her shoulders, exposing her ass and pussy for easier whip and object access.

you grin as the dog begins to growl, knowing it won't be long now before Brutus fills the male slave's ass with doggy cum. the brunette slave is trembling on her knees in front of you, trying not to show her fear. you order her to stand up. when she isn't fast enough, you grab her by the nipples and pull her to her feet. you lead her around the room this way in an oddly sensual dance of pain and submission until you hear Brutus' short bark of triumph.

you snap your fingers for the dog to sit as you force the dancing slave to bend over at the waist and shove her face into the male slave's abused ass. you tell her to suck Brutus' cum out of the male slave, but not to swallow. she has to keep it in her mouth until you say otherwise. you pat the dog on the head as another woman, a redhead, enters the room, looking for Brutus. She smiles as she sees him, but it vanishes quickly when she realizes the mistake she has made in entering without asking permission. she will have to be punished...

your smile grows bigger as you order her to bend at the waist behind the blonde slave who's still sucking dog cum out of the male slave's ass. you order her to tongue-fuck the brunette's ass to make it ready for you. you walk behind her and yank her skirt up, pleased to see that she isn't wearing anything underneath. you spread her ass cheeks wide and spit on her anus, rubbing it almost tenderly for a moment before ramming your hot, hard cock all the way in without any warning or easement. she yelps in surprise so you pinch her clit hard, making her scream - much better.

you pull out of her ass and grab the brunette by the hair and drag her over to the male slave's face. you order her to give all the dog cum to him. she puts her mouth to his, but he again tries to disobey your orders. the redhead surprises you by grabbing his balls and squeezing hard. when the male slave opens his mouth in a scream, the brunette forces all of Brutus' cum into his mouth just before she vomits on the floor.

you push her out of the way, ordering her to clean only herself up and climb on the bed, staying away from the still slumbering blonde. you force your slimey cock deep into the male slave's throat, thrusting only a few times before cumming yourself. you order him to swallow and then lick your cock and balls clean. the redhead hasn't let go of the male slave's balls yet, so you order her to use her mouth to hold them instead.

when your cock is clean, you notice Brutus sniffing the blonde's face. you grab the redhead by her hair and pull her over to the bed, positioning her so that her pussy is on the blonde's mouth. you order her to grind herself against the slave's face, coating it with pussy juices. to make sure there's plenty of it, you play with her clit, causing her to cum hard. the blonde wakes up just as you pull the redhead off of her face.

you grin wickedly as she realizes she cannot move or wriggle away from you. you tell her you have a special treat for her, then let Brutus lick and smell her face. the randy dog wastes no time climbing up and mounting her face as you tell her to suck the dog's dick like her life depended on it. you also tell her to hold the dog's cum in her mouth when he's done.

to keep her motivated, you climb up on the bed and begin licking and sucking on her pussy before biting down on her clit and sucking it hard to make it swell up so that it will be a better target for the crop you have chosen to use...

you order the redhead to tie the brunette up the same way you bound the blonde, then mount the brunette's face while sucking on her pussy. you tell them both that whoever makes the othe one cum first will be rewarded, while the girl who comes will be severely punished.

Brutus' claws dig deep into the blonde's tits as he scrabbles for leverage while fucking her face. she screams around his cock when one of his claws snags on her nipple-ring, pulling it hard and fast to the side. you continue to abuse her clit and pussy lips as you begin working your fingers into her tight ass. the dog begins to growl again, and you insert the rest of your fingers into the slave's ass, stretching her further and increasing her screams around the dog's dick.

When Brutus barks, you shove your fist all the way into the slave's ass and suck on her clit hard - she passes out even before Brutus finishes shooting his doggy cum into her mouth. you continue to fist fuck her ass, making sure to stretch it out so it will be able to hold the the bowling-pin shaped plug you plan to shove in it. By the time you jam the plug in her ass, her clit and pussy lips are swollen and almost purple from your tender ministrations...

you look over at the 2 slaves locked in their race to avoid servicing Brutus, just as Brutus decides to mount the male slave again. ignoring the male slave's screams of outrage, you begin using your crop on the redhead's raised ass. she clamps onto the brunette's clit while shoving 2 fingers into her ass and her thumb into the slave's pussy.

~Part 3 is still under construction...

Pet's Training Part 1: Capture

i get off the train at the station, preoccupied by the pending night's lesson at school. i don't see the van pacing me across the street as i walk to school. When i turn down the alley to take my shortcut, the van speeds up and cuts me off. i stop quickly and cuss at the driver while backing away from the van. The side door opens and 2 guys jump out, grab me, and throw me to the floor of the van.

Too stunned to be afraid, i try to sit up and catch my breath, but i am pushed back down as i hear a voice growl at me to stay on the floor where i belong. i try to tell the voice that he has the wrong person - that i'm not rich, there isn't any ransom to be gotten from me, and that since i haven't seen any faces, it would be easy to just toss me out at the next corner and no harm done. But i just get a boot planted squarely on my back and a grunted "shut up!" in response. i shut up, and try to figure out how on earth i'm going to survive 30 seconds past these guys figuring out i'm really not the proper target. nothing comes to mind except every hitch-hiking horror story i ever heard growing up as a kid - not helping.

it takes a few minutes before i realize that my the boot has been removed from my back, and that my ass is being fondled. it doesn't feel threatening, so i stay as still as possible. maybe i'll survive this after all.

Eventually the van comes to a halt. the boot tapping my butt tells me to shift position, but i make the mistake of sitting up in the process and get slapped in the face. Not a word, just a slap. i return to my original position and get my hair pulled. Still silence. i open my mouth to ask what i'm supposed to do and get another slap. i can't help it. i start to cry. A blindfold is tied over my eyes and a voice urges me to drink the water being held to my lips. i take a sip, but it's salty and i spit it out in surprise.

This earns me yet another slap, and my mouth is forced open. As the salty water is poured in, my nose is pinched shut. Finally something snaps in me, and i'm able to struggle against my captors, not wanting to be drugged. It takes both of them to hog-tie me on the floor of the van. the drugged water does its job. i black out, still crying.

i wake up still blindfolded and hog-tied. i can smell a myriad of odors, some familiar, some not. i cannot figure out if anyone is in the room with me, no matter how hard i listen for footsteps or breathing. i’m fairly certain i’m on a floor rug, but until i recognize the whirring of a restaurant hood going full blast, i have no clue where i am.

Am i the main course, or was this just the most logical place to hack me into little bits in order to dispose of my body...? i begin crying again, struggling against the ropes binding me. My efforts gain me little hope. Now i'm just plain angry. i'm nothing to these people. Nothing really to anyone anywhere, and this is how i'm gonna die? Really?? A couple of goons fuck up and i get to pay the price. Fuckin story of my whole damn life! The only thought in my head now is that I am not going to die without taking at least one of these motherfuckers with me!

My fingers find a knot and begin trying to undo it. I have to arch my back to bring my ankles closer in to my wrists so I can gain some slack to loosen the knot, but eventually it comes undone. I feel around for the 2nd knot, and then the 3rd. They weren't quite as thorough as they should have been. The 3rd knot releases my legs and they flop down hard. The blood rushing back into them hurts like hell, but I don't care - hurt equals alive, so I'll take it.

I lay there for a minute, catching my breath before rolling onto my side, wriggling my arms down around my hips and bringing my legs through to put my arms in front of me. I sit up and remove the blindfold. The blood rushes from my face as not only do I find that I am not alone, I have apparently been entertaining the goons from the van.

But it's the voice from behind me that spurs me to my feet. I know that voice.

"Hello, pet. How do you like my friends?"

I turn around slowly. "What the hell kind of game are you playing, Kevin? I told you I won't be your sub - you can't handle me!"

Kevin just chuckles and tosses a red rope to the goons. 'Thing One' catches it, while 'Thing Two' grabs me by the hair and tries to push me to the ground. I'm not having it. I wriggle out of his grip and run for the door.  He gets a grip on my shirt, so I rip the buttons open and slide out of the sleeves as I continue to run for the door. Damn, my head hurts!

"Don't be stupid, pet! I have more guards outside than in!"

"Fuck YOU!" I open the door and dive between the inbound guards' legs before Thing One comes out of nowhere and tackles me, forcing me down. I try to crawl out, but he's too heavy, and covering most of my body with his. He whispers in my ear that he's having so much fun he might let me loose so he can do it again. I stop struggling. We lay there like that for a minute, listening to Kevin cuss out Thing Two and the the door goons. Thing One either has a raging hard-on or a gun in his pocket - I don't really want to be at the wrong end of either, so I stop trying to adjust my position for better breathing. My mistake. He keeps getting heavier - soon I can't breathe at all, and pass out.

I moan as I come to, blindfolded. My hands are encased in soft fabric, keeping them together as if i were praying. I'm face-down on something cold and hard. My ankles are being held apart by the ropes pulling on them. I shiver as I realize that the only clothing I have on is my bra. This is gonna hurt...

THWACK!!!

Startled by the sound next to my head, I yelp.

"You're gonna love this, pet," Kevin purrs as my hips are pulled up and a milk crate is shoved under my belly, making my ass and pussy easier targets for the whip. "Don't forget to count."

Thwack! "One, sir."

Thwack! "Two, Sir."

"No pet. That was one. Twice," Kevin gloats, "Try again."

"Yessir."

Thwack! "One, Sir."

Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! "Three, Sir."

This continues until I reach "Twelve, Sir," without crying, begging or pleading for mercy or release. My pussy and ass are red and sore from the whip, and my thighs are drenched with my juices. I refuse to give in, though, and defiantly raise my ass to meet each stroke of the whip.