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Posted:Aug 28, 2023 12:26 am
Last Updated:Aug 29, 2023 9:31 am 2399 Views
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Waiting and knowing
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Posted:Aug 19, 2023 1:38 am
Last Updated:Apr 29, 2024 7:45 am 2816 Views
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She sits there swigging from her can of red bull, it’s a midday she’s been working since 4am, obviously she’s starting to get tired.
Her smile is truthful and broad, her teeth flash white against her lipstick as her tongue catches an escaping drop, the tip darting out to catch it.
She fascinates me, how she moves, how she talks (her slightly high pitched voice), her words belie her innocence, she seems naive, she has only ever had one partner in her 34yrs, childhood sweethearts, then marriage, working for the same company since leaving education, slowly rising through the ranks, she now commands a workforce of over a hundred souls, she has no idea how to handle this power.
Her career was all she has left, her husband strayed years ago, she made excuses for him to herself “he’s tired, he needs his own space, he’s nice to my mum”.
The midweek cinema trips with work friends, the Friday nights out with the 3am door slam when he got home, lonely evening meals, the 20yr old “woman” from work whose name seemed to creep into every conversation, eventually the penny had hit the floor after starting its drop so long.
Her reaction was that of the wronged woman, the classic stages of grief were gone through, acceptance finally arrived when her husband flew to Italy for a “10 day work conference” (obviously the 20yr old was there), she plotted many revenge tactics, she failed to execute any of them, she threw herself into work, everybody noticed something was going on, she found relief in the stems of a “friend”, no name was put forward as to who he was but the resident lounge lizard started to spend a lot of time in her company, she for her part won’t hear a bad word said about him.
At the time of writing she has become much less shy in the use of innuendo, she now knows exactly what she’s saying whereas before she would blush like a young virgin whenever talk veered towards anything of a sexual nature.
She’s taken to wearing clothing that allows for easy and quick access to her personal areas, her body is becoming more toned as she is getting more exercise (both gym and bedroom based).
I’ll bide my time, I’ll wait and watch and I’ll be there when she decides to explore her darker fantasies.
No force, no trickery, it will be her decision, she will come, like all the best sub missives do.
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Shared thoughts
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Posted:Jul 24, 2023 2:33 am
Last Updated:Apr 29, 2024 7:45 am 3114 Views
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To have a submissive so totally willing to do as you ask (notice the word ask, not demand, not tell but ask) is a rare thing. The bond of trust and care that you share is not instantaneous is has to be earned by both, through discussion, self discipline and time.
One such person I found during one of our many times of lockdown, my job at the time allowed me an ease of movement that the majority of you did not enjoy, not a heroic job but an essential one.
As we are all aware the use of technology became the mainstay means of contact, dating sites were in a boom time, the vanilla, the risqué, the pornographic all were suddenly getting heavier traffic as the days wore on.
Sites such as this one took a little longer to reap the benefits of users becoming blasé and bored, the desire for wanting something more crept into the users minds.
I saw an interesting picture online, I liked their photo, added a cryptic comment alluding to a desire for more, they returned the curtesy, we chatted online, we exchanged mails, we explored our shared fantasies, we occasionally gave each other “virtual” orgasms.
A few weeks before the lifting of restrictions we did manage a meet, only a couple of hours of face-to-face but it was well worth it.
My thirsts were sated, their desires fulfilled, the markings I left on their sweet, delicious body took a few days to fade.
As time moved on we continued to explore each other’s minds and bodies, on one particular summers evening I engineered a trip to a local beauty spot, gagged and hooded my compliant submissive, then attached them to a helpful tree with a length of rope, I then allowed some chosen compatriots to have to have their way with them.
Since then our partnership has gone from strength to strength, each time we meet our co-dependance deepens, they are nothing without me, I am nothing without them.
This anecdote has no moral, it is just a statement of an understanding relationship
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It’s getting hot out here
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Posted:Jun 16, 2021 10:04 pm
Last Updated:Apr 28, 2022 6:49 am 4426 Views
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The bead of sweat trickled to his brow, made a slight left turn and invaded his eyeball, he winces, try's to wipe it away but only succeed in making it worse.
He desperately wanted to give vent to the expletives that accumulated in his brain, instead he carried on with the task at hand with one eye closed.
She noticed his expression and offered the standard "oh it's hot isn't it" to try and alleviate the situation.
He smiled through gritted teeth and retorted "I've had worse" he continued the back breaking work with an almost maniacal vigour, desperately trying to bring this job to its logical conclusion.
"No not there...yes there" she pleaded , her face flushed, her legs were shaking, her hands went white as she gripped harder, "yes that's it" she was really enjoying herself now, really getting into the rhythm of it.
His face screwed up as he reached what he hoped was the end, the with an exasperated gasp he finished "argghh".
She looked disappointed and sarcastically asked "are you done then?" He nodded in reply, words were not able to leave his mouth, he was shaking with exertion on the verge of collapse.
"Well so as long you're satisfied I suppose that's it" her tone confirmed the dissatisfaction she was feeling.
Without another word she readjusted her dress, smoothed it down and turned to walk back towards the beating rhythm coming from the club, looking for another willing victim.
His eyes followed her victory walk as she disappeared through the doorway, "god" he thought "I hate role play Wednesday"
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Changing of the guard
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Posted:Jun 15, 2021 1:02 am
Last Updated:Apr 29, 2024 7:45 am 4747 Views
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Have just witnessed a virtual discourse in a chat room on the way BDSM has changed in recent times.
As we all know the lifestyle has been around in various forms for millennia, it’s only very recently it has actually come into the glare of joe public (due in no small way to E L James and her shaded book).
In the old(er) days exponents of BDSM were mostly bored affluent persons of note or completely sadistic bastards…no light spanking for them , full on whipping .
It got me thinking, is it better now ? There are those who would rather it stayed in the shadows, a very exciting thing, a very secret thing, a very personal thing, a very dangerous thing. Now it’s just off the mainstream spotlight, everyone knows about it, some are curious about, most have dipped their toes in it.
I personally believe it’s position is as good as it needs to be right now, those with an interest have access, those who live it 24/7 have access to many more likeminded people and it’s a lot safer than the old ways…don’t like the way someone talks online? Ignore them. Simple, effective, done.
This modern age, these days of internet fulfilment are just the latest way to slake ones thirst.
There is an emerging taste for “extreme taboo”, it’s just human nature trying to go one step further, to want something nobody else does, to be that special one. Just be careful what you wish for.
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Our new best friend
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Posted:Jun 10, 2021 1:54 am
Last Updated:Apr 29, 2024 7:45 am 4594 Views
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My dear people, may I introduce our new best friend…
The humble zip tie.
It’s been around a while now, first for professional use, moving into law enforcement, military uses abound, along the way becoming a sexual aid.
I understand that proponents of rope, twine, string etc poo-poo it’s use in the latter but as one who never joined one of the scouting groups I can honestly say I’m crap at knots, I can lace my shoes but that’s about it.
I can appreciate the time, effort, love and care that goes into using aforementioned materials and their use in shenanigans of the sexual nature, I unfortunately, am a more spontaneous type of person, quick easy to use, the click as it tightens can be sinister, arousing and terrifying at the same time as such I can’t justify spending 4 hrs tying, looping, positioning ropes, string, twine etc only to find my victim/helper/submissive has lost circulation because of a badly tied knot.
I wouldn’t however advise their use for the users of auto asphyxiation as once these little buggers tighten they have to cut off
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Out and about
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Posted:Jun 7, 2021 11:26 pm
Last Updated:Apr 29, 2024 7:45 am 4543 Views
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On the subject of preference I submit 3 photos of “my junk”.
In no way do they show me being tumescent , they were taken this very morning as the sun was rising, on a whim and for a giggle, I personally find no sexual arousal in yourself looking at them , they are a simple exposure to show 3 styles.
One is titled normal (ideal for holding a cigarette)
One is titled free (good for getting that clean feeling)
One is titled confusing (shows the battle between male and female choice)
No photographs have been “shopped”, filtered or altered in any way they were shot consecutively in the space of a couple of minutes.
Feel free to comment, don’t judge just accept they are a part of me
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Cunninglinguist
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Posted:Jun 6, 2021 5:30 am
Last Updated:Apr 29, 2024 7:45 am 4669 Views
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So the first time I tasted the sweet lady nectar I was instantly an addict , i couldn’t lap fast enough, my tongue probed through those beautiful folds, the juices flowed over my chin and dribbled down my neck and when I sucked on the clitoris the reaction was electric, her groin ground against me, I could hardly get my breath. The aroma stuck with me for some time her juices were strong, she repaid the the compliment by deep throating me to the base of my shaft, when I came she kept sucking till I was empty, my cock just kept jerking every time her tongue bar caressed my helmet, I remember pleading for her to stop, she looked up, wiped her lips, kissed me deeply on the mouth (I could taste my self in her mouth) the gently pushed my head between her thighs and ground against my face as I tongue fucked her again.
Just a random memory that’s flashed up, definitely a keeper.
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The job
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Posted:Jun 2, 2021 11:27 pm
Last Updated:Apr 29, 2024 7:45 am 5522 Views
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As a continued part my previous post, the time arrived, she was fresh from the shower, still moist and smelling sweet.
A gentle kiss, a hug, a feeling of arousal , her nipples became erect desperate for attention, I took one between my teeth and gently nibbled it, it hardened, I sucked it to twice it’s normal size and dream head backwards away from her chest, her body moved, her legs gently opened and closed, her pelvis rose slightly to push her groin forwards, a slight moan escaped her lips.
My hand found the cleverly positioned vibrator between our pillows, I pressed the button, the recognisable hum began, the vibration was at low setting , I moved it down her cleavage, teasing her other nipple, moved it lazily across her stomach, slowly heading towards her pubic mound, her legs opened, she pushed her groin upwards, I skirted around her clit moving the tip of the vibrator to the side of her lips, down one side up the other, almost touching her clitoral hood then moving away down towards her anus then towards her moist vaginal opening. I released her proudly standing nipple from my teeth, so I could get a better view of her face, her hooded eyes, as she began the upward spiral to orgasm , she desperately reached out for my erect penis, grabbing, squeezing the shaft, moving her hand along it, I allowed the vibrator to caress her clit, her whole body jumped as the vibrations the spot, a gasp burst from her lips, her body went rigid for a second, her legs opened wide, I inserted two fingers into her hole, using her bodies rhythm to time their thrusting in and out, her spare hand gripped mine as she pressed the vibrator harder against her clit, crushing it, her moans of pleasure increasing as orgasm approached, her vaginal muscles were crushing my fingers as they pushed deeper and deeper into her, the hand on my cock was a blur, her other hand gripped her pillow, her moans were now constant, she was literally gasping as each vibration like a tidal wave, the vibrator joined my fingers inside of her, so deep i swear I could feel her cervix alternating between pouting and sucking my fingers deeper.
Then the world stopped , we both froze in a tableau of ecstasy, my spunk jetting over her stomach and breasts, her muscles clamping tight around my fingers and the vibrator, her body completely stiff.
I guess my job was done.
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