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A follow-up on my post from this weekend regarding my slave to-be, Donna.  I’ve had more than a few emails asking.  I’ll admit I was curious who was reading and I’m doing this more of a way to think through some of my experiences, but there is an exhibitionist in me that enjoys hearing feedback on the journal of my experiences.  What I really appreciate is that most people who email me about the journal are sincere and thoughtful.  I think we all know that the majority of the email on the site is done with dick in hand (and I have nothing about dicks in hands or anywhere else).

Donna, my submissive had shocked me, quite frankly.  I didn’t think her husband knew about our situation, but apparently he did.  So, she invited him over to dinner on the phone and gave him directions.  We were in my office and I couldn’t help playing with her pussy, which was wet, then sticking a couple of fingers up her but while they spoke.

In front of Donna, my girlfriend and I spoke of it.  I was a bit off balance, but my girlfriend looked up for the challenge and suggested we “mark her up a bit” before her husband came.  Donna had to finish getting ready for dinner and I had work I was really trying to get done before I had a glass of wine for dinner.  I really hate trying to go back and focus after a couple of glasses of wine.  I told her to let Donna get ready, then abuse her right before her husband got here.

Off they both went.  I was heads down and ended up having to be on call with a partner to work through a proposal.  About a quarter after 6pm I heard the unmistakable sound of a crop hitting skin and a g.  I tried to work and I did finish up what I needed in that next 5 minutes, then I went from my office to the dining room.  In the dining room, there was Donna standing naked with legs spread and arms stretched out.  My Girlfriend was indeed marking her up.  I taught her how to use the crop and she is cruel.  Donna had welts on her front and back, on her thighs, and breasts.  She was sweating down her sides.  Her hairline was wet with sweat, and there was some tears and her makeup was running.  That made me hard.  There is no better sight than that in my opinion.

This continued for a few more minutes and the doorbell rang.  We had Donna answer it.  She let her husband in.  I saw him g a bit and was extremely nervous.  We went into the den and Donna fetched us all a cocktail, which he readily accepted.  We got to know one another a bit.  My girlfriend and I did most of the talking and Donna was not around for the most part because she was getting dinner ready.   Her husband didn’t say much, other than he was a teacher and that he knew his wife had needsd.

We went into the dining room.  I opened a bottle of wine.  Donna served us.  She was out of site for the most part.  My girlfriend would molest her when she came by.  I was amused, her husband was tough to read.  I held back a little because I didn’t know where he was heading. He seemed ok, but I wasn’t sure.

On his second glass of wine he found his courage.  He told us that he was happy for us to introduce her to this scene.  On his third glass he said, “I can take it from here”.  He looked like a nice guy, but the booze was talking.  So, I said, “Ok, go ahead”.  I called Donna in and told him to take control.  She stood next to me.  He said to her, “kneel by me”.  Donna didn’t move.  He tried a couple of more times and she was nervous as hell (probably the only one still sober in the room), but stood still.  I calmly said, “kneel”, she did.  I said “open”, she opened her mouth. I took a big gulp of wine, rinsed, gargled, and let it flow into her mouth.  She kept it there until I said “Swallow”. 

Her husband was nervous again.  I just said, “I think she is mine”.  He said you’re right.  We talked a bit more, I got the conversation onto March Madness NCAA playoffs, the Mets, Football, etc.  We had some more wine.  Donna stayed out of sight for the next hour or so. 

I was thinking of where this should go and my girlfriend said, “So what do you think”.  There was some back and forth, but he said, “I think she is yours”.  Another bottle of wine was drained and my girlfriend said, “How can we be sure you understand and don’t’ try to disrupt the natural order of things”  (Natural order of things is my line!  She learns well).  After some more back and forth, he offered signing something.  She said, we needed something more substantial.   Not to drag this out too much more…she had him kneel in front of me and take my cock in his mouth.  He was a bit drunk, but he did it. He was shaking, and got down.   He fumbled with my belt and I helped him and he took my cock in his mouth.  I got hard pretty quick.  There was my beautiful, heartless girlfriend taking pictures with her phone.  After a good number of pictures, I pulled away and zipped up.

I asked if he wanted to stay and he could join his wife as our submissive.  He quickly said “no”.   We had her drive him home, then come back to us.  She was the only sober one left.    Most couples that I have played with the husband is really looking to be active in some way.  I think he wants to try and wishes he was dominant, but he really is a beta.  People need to accept what they are and enjoy it.  His wife clearly does.

I’m bisexual or omnisexual.  I’ve never been restrictive of myself.  I don’t’ really care about any labels someone else gives me, I do what I enjoy.  I think the sexiest things  a person can do it be true to themselves.  One of the things I absolutely love about my girlfriend is that we have done things that would make Attila the Hun blush and in the morning she is always there with a smile and a kiss, comfortable in who she is.

I’m in Detroit on business this week.  I looked at Craigslist and saw an ad for a submissive who was looking to be abuse in front of his master.  He is in his early 20’s, and looked like a fairly hot black dude who was very interested in being humiliated, cropped, and abused in general.  I travel with some toys, but really nothing metal, so I invited him to the hotel room.

I was just given a bottle of Gentleman Jack from a customer yesterday as a thank you.  So, after I showered, I filled up the ice bucket and poured myself a drink.  I really do find it the smoothest whisky.  A few sips in, there was the knock on the door.

As I opened the door, there were two good looking black men.  I had really forgotten all about the Master coming to watch.  The submissive was in his early 20’s, thin, muscular, and about 5’10”.  I recognized him from his photo and before introducing myself, I told him to “strip and kneel”.

While the submissive did what he was told I introduced myself to the Master.  He was in his mid-thirties., about my height and weight.  He was handsome for sure.  We introduced each ourselves and I could quickly tell that he was intelligent and confident.  I think we took an immediate like to on another.

I offered a drink to the Master and he poured himself one.  We talked a bit and he told me what his slave liked.  As he spoke and drank, I went through about three drink of the Jack, swishing it around in my mouth, gargling, then spitting into his slave’s mouth to swallow. 

I think he had a nice buzz, to I tied his hands and told him that if he made a sound that I would gag him and destroy his fucking balls.  Then I proceeded to crop him.  Starting lightly, but working my way from his shoulders to his knees.  I stopped once in a while to apply clips.  When I had some light marks on hm, clips on most of his front, and a good sweat going by both of us, I moved him against the wall and pulled his feet up and jerked him off into his mouth.  When he came, I pulled him back over the bed and worked him harder with the crop.  I stopped and untiled his hands and had him jerk off.  I stripped to my underwear and had him cum on my feet.  Then after he licked it off, I want to work with the crop again on him.  He came twice more at my direction as I cropped him.

I like getting a submissive to get all of the lust out, so the suffering is pure.  He was a pretty hot guy, so it made is more fun for me.  I love the way the welts took form and I really was able to mark him up good.  To his credit, he did not make a sound over a low moan.  I was impressed.

He was sweating and done in.  I had him lay on the bed on his back and I use the crop to beat off the clips from the front of his body.   At that point I had to pee and since his head was hanging off the side of the bed looking up, I just used it as a urinal.  I was getting ready to prevent a mess, but this was a good submissive.  He drank well and then thanked me.

I had been absorbed in my fun play that I didn’t notice his master sitting on the chair across the room.  At this point he was naked, stroking about a 9” or more cock and pinching his nipple.  He was very turned on and he was one hot black man.  Between using his submissive and seeing that site, I was turned on.  I walked up to him, and leaned and kissed him.  We made out for a while, then I leaned further and sucked on his nipples and bit them hard.  Then I kneeled and was sucking on his cock and licking his balls.  I realized I haven’t sucked cock in quite a while.  I tried to get it into my throat.   After a while he motioned and we walked to the bed, kissing.  I laid down and took off my undershirt as his took off my underpants.  We kissed and hie licked and worshipped my nipples, armpits, belly, skipped over my cock, and licked from my legs, and licked an worshipped my feet.   It is a talent that not everyone has and he did a good job.  Then he was sucking my cock.  He took me in his throat with no problems.  He then at my ass for a while, then we ended up in a 69, sucking on each other and  I did my best to get my tongue up his ass.  He ended up cumming in my mouth.  I spun around after he was spent and drooled his cum back into his mouth, then I came in his mouth and he swallowed .  We were spent and he had his slave turn out the lights and we went under the covers.

About an hour later his tongue was in my ass again.  He did an amazing job.  I was half asleep and enjoying it when he pushed his dick into my ass.  It hurt and he placed his hand on my back so I wouldn’t get up as he got all the way in  and he got a rhythm going.  My eyes were probably in the back of my head he fucked me for a while.  I turned over at some point so we were face to face and we made out while he fucked me, then he came inside o f me.  We fell asleep like that.  I woke up a few minutes later with the submissive licking his master clean, then me. 

About 6am, we all woke up.  I kissed this hot black dude in my bed and he then went to the bathroom.  I followed a minute later. He was just finishing pissing.  I held his cock and motioned for him to sit on the toilet.  I peed directly into his mouth.  I filled his mouth and chuckled a bit asking him if it was strong.  He said,”Yes”.  I told him to swallow then gave him more.  When I was about half done I moved and peed on his head and let is run down him and into the toilet.  When I was done, I had him suck me hard.  I was very turned on, so I had him get up and turn around.  I grabbed some lotion from the bathroom sink and put in on myself, then pushed into his ass and fucked him.  I fucked him hard and pushed his head into the toilet.  I realized that as I was fucking him hard and pushing his head towards the piss in the toilet that I was reclaiming my dominance and he was giving it to me.  I came hard.

He turned and sat down and said “wow, that was hot.  What can I do to get you to play with us when you’re in town?” I told him if he just got dressed as he is and go home, I’ll call him next time I’m back.  He smile and said, “Deal”.     They got dressed and we all kissed as they left.

This morning I was thinking how boring life is for those who limit themselves and don’t just let themselves be who they are.

(Pardon the many typos)

• How many of the people wearing black new about all of the harassment going on?
• How could Meryl Streep not know?
• How could Ron Howard not know?
• How could Oprah not know?
• Did the director who won the award after Natalie Portman made a slur against the nominated people feel demeaned?  Harassed?
• Did Ms. Portman feel demeaned when she won her awards?