mica2007

Male Submissive, 52

Female Submissive, 23, manila

Female Switch, 24

"On all fours and face the wall" he says cruelly..then adding, get comfortable. He'd been cold to me all night. But i snuggled down at his side regardless...begging, nuzzling, cooing to be spanked..i needed to feel the heat and hum of my ass cheeks afterwards. I needed the sting of the riding crop too. Bent over he raised my short skirt over my hips...exposing my ass and sweet red panties with polka dots that i wore for the occasion..he appriciated them and that made me feel good :) He appriased my ass, rubbing me down, squeezing my cheeks, raking his nails...i relaxed and awaited the delicious outcome. Light smacks with his hand to begin with followed by the same from the crop. Covering my ass, bringing small gasps and sighs from me..i get into such a good headspace when we get down to business, its' heavenly. His buldge grinding against the crack of my ass brings a deep purr from me and he laughs and pets my head and calls me his kitten in heat, which brings a hot red glow to my face and causes me to bury my face. He pulls my panties from me and begins wailing away on my ass. Heavy handed smacks that alternate from cheek to cheek shake me and make me cry out. But you aren't even warmed up yet he says, feeling my ass for signs heat. Then i hear the swish of the crop in the air second before feeling it connect. I yelp and tense up, he laughs. Then the same alternating blows, bringing more yelps and more laughing from his part. "The neighbors will hear if you don't keep quiet", he says making me blush deeper and hotter. "They'll check through they're peep holes later to see who the wailing cumming whore is on your way out", which is a thought that never occured to me really, but surprisingly makes me squirm and moan. The handle of the crop is heavy and leather bound. It slides over my hot and raw ass before landing soundly below my ass cheeks across my slick pussy. The sensation is instantly confusing because i know it should be nothing but pain but the repeated thud that brings tears to my eyes also brings me to climax and i shake and shiver. I thank him and collapse. The look in his eye and the buldge in his pants gives me renewed strength. I crawl over and ask if i may, he allows me to pull his cock from his pants and i sigh at the sight of it. Worshipping his cock always give me such pleasure and i dive to lick and suck his balls bringing moans of approval from him. We reposition so that he can fuck my throat and i can't seem to take it as easily as usual. He's cutting off more of my air than normal and i struggle but don't tap out. He take my hands in his, pinning me down, using my mouth and comes against my bucking body. Then kisses my face and thanks me as i gasp for air.

Woman in distress. Woman forced into denial. Woman brimming with heat, and lust, and a need. A need to be fucked. A need to be slapped. A need to be under hand, under foot, underneath his weight. He sent me away last night becuase of my refusal to comply. My refusal to let some last shreds of shy, catholic, vanilla composure slip away. "If your so horny, why don't you play with yourself." Embaressment. Shock. Anger. Frustration. I'd come over proud. I'd come over bold. I'd come over sure that i was getting fucked, and needed it dearly...you see i have plans for this weekend. I was scheduling him in. He was having none of it. "Don't you want to play with me.",i asked? He said that wasn't the point. When i wouldn't he got up and went to bed. When i tried to rectify he told me to return tomorrow and we'd try again. I hate him. I hate him becuase of the conflicting emotions he makes churn within me. I hate him becuase my own fingers pinching my nipples and stroking my clit left me feeling empty. I hate him becuase tonight when he demands that i kneel on display and play with myself, i will and i'll love it.

Nothing feels better than surrendering my body over to him, and he worked my nipples over more than usual and it was heaven. After pinching and pulling he had me ask for him to bite them which drives me crazy and i craved the feel of his mouth. He's picked up my reluctance to be vocal. its never been in me to really get beyond a whisper, but in the moment his mouth seconds away from my hard aching nipple the words come out and it doesn't sound like me. it sounds like a needy child, and i thank him and moan in the same breath when the connection is made. He asks if i want his cock. "Yes please, please let me suck your cock", i must have it. My hands still tremble a bit when i go for his pants. i take my time, i want him to feel the gratitude/the devotion in my actions. I move to his balls because i know he likes it so. He pets my head, tells me what a good girl i am lays back and sighs like i've never heard before. its not the usual grunt or growl, its a comfortable/relaxed kind of sigh and when i look up he seems to be in such a state of extasy, i would easily pleasure him for as long as he'd let me. When i return his shaft into my mouth i let it slide back and take it into my throat. At this point his grip tightens in my hair and i let him guide me. I like the feeling of him using my mouth and he knows this and tells me so as he furiously fucks my willing mouth and throat. He never cums anywhere but firmly down my throat and i thank him for if while i rest on his thigh and catch my breath.

"We have followed you and we shall follow you wherever you go... You are damned, and we wish to share your damnation. Your eyes are as a flame, but our brothers have neither hope nor fire. Your mouth is cut of granite, but our brothers are soft and humble. Your head is high, but our brothers cringe. You walk, but our brothers crawl. We wish to be damned with you, rather than be blessed with all our brothers. Do as you wish with us, but do not send us from you." ~ The Golden One to The UnConquered from Ayn Rand's Anthem This is a more beautiful sentiment of devotion than anything i've heard read at any wedding ever. It comes close to the usual readings of "where you go i shall follow"..etc, but this brought me to tears.

Last night i pulled a name from my phone of a guy who had me all hot and bothered for a minute now, and i was going to make him make good on his promises. He did not disappoint. I met him through a scandalous ad i'd posted on cl in a state of heat one night. I was completely blunt about what i wanted that night. A hard and long fuck with a side of good old spanking and throat fucking. Thats how i truely like it, but its not often one can find a man with guns big enough to go there. Even when u tell them its ok, many fall short. A run of the mill vanilla experience was the immediate result of the ad, but fantasies are even more sweet when the fullfillment is delayed. He made me completely at ease in his home and we started with some kissing that quickly, to my delight, turned quite aggressive. He relayed that when he'd read my ad his cock had instantly gone rock and he was curious to see if I was really all that i seemed to be. Its the small touches that always carry me away, the hand on my throat while we kissed. The tug on my hair while he worked on my nipples. My mind was bursting the glee, finally a man who's not afraid. Of coruse the was a slight tinge of fear involved..."what if's" galore. But even the thought that he might take it to far or not stop gave me a thrill and deep inside i knew he truely was harmless, he was just as deep into the moment as i was. He pulled out his cock to give me a taste and pulled my head directly down on his shaft. It was impressive and still not completely hard, i again wondered if i had gotten into more than i could handle but he expertly guided my head by my hair and fucked my mouth so that i was worked into such a frenzy that when he pulled out i was surprised. He chuckled. We moved to the bed room and i swooned a bit when i got up, i have a head for substances so i knew it wasn't the alcohol...i couldn't believe i man had taken me from zero to my present state in relatively no time. He led and i eagerly followed. "I'm going to work on your lovely ass for a bit, relax" he whispered into my ear. Never have i found myself anticipating and wanting the smacks so badly. After his initial work over my ass stung, but i was dripping wet down my inner thigh. He made a movement to smack my pussy and didn't and i was disappointed and he laughed, that made me go more red than my ass. He then came around to face me and i was then faced with his cock at full mast and my eyes went wide. We got into position for 69ing and when he lowered his cock into my mouth and i felt it ease into my throat i sighed and knew i was cumming before he had even layed tongue to me. This fueled him on and he began pumping in and out of my mouth, me pulling him deeper in each time he pulls out. I was like a hungry animal bucking under him while he sucked my clit and fucked my face with abandon. He didn't hold back and i encouraged him on. He groaned and growled like a mad man when he unloaded right down my throat...i thought i was going to choke, it felt as if he had plugged me up. But it passed and i was soon ready for more.

I'm new here and interested to see what it's all about. This new direction in my life feels like it has been long coming. But i've recently met a man who has opened me up and turned me out. Now i feel like i have a hunger and i can't get enough. I'll probably repost entries from my regular journal to here.

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