As I arrived At the Dominion Femdom, I could see many Mistress's and Lady's awaiting the arrival of the slaves who were about to be sold at auction.
I felt the chill of excitement run through my body as I was given a stand to be bound to, I realized that I was going to be given to a stranger and be made to do things I may not have experienced in the past. This made me very hot and my hands began to sweat, 10 minutes before the auction was due to begin I removed my clothes and proceeded to Bind myself to the stand. As I hang there, my naked body free from clothes. I could see the Ladies observing what was on offer. The event was about to begin.
I was fourth in line for the auction, the first person went up to the stand surrounded by women, he was interrogated. I could tell by his voice he was nervous and shy, He came unprepared.
The second person went up to the stage, with his voice not working very well he was immediately savaged by the Women for his lack of voice, it was like watching a seal being tossed around by killer whales, he was sold and quietly removed himself from the podium.
The third person made his way to the podium, he immediately began to talk on voice, he was British, experienced and had made preparations for the auction, he had a song ready and an emote.The Women of the Dominion began to ask questions and he answered with ease. I was proud of him for having the balls god gave him and being a man.
My turn, as I was called to the podium I could feel a hot flush shroud my body, my face a subtle shade of red, I could her the Women talking amongst themselves. I made it to the podium and chose my pose. The Auctioneer began by reading my application I was shaking anxiously anticipating the questions. I was asked what do i do and I was stuck for words!
I managed to get through the questioning and was asked to sing a song, I sung a song and they enjoyed it, a weight was lifted off my body, but then realizing what I was doing I immediately felt my heart in my throat, who will Buy me and will my emote be good enough??
As the auction came to a close I was informed that a Mistress had won me and I was a present for her friend. What was going to happen to me?
The End.
Monday, October 7, 2013
Mistress' Laughter by Casey
Mistress' Laughter
by
Casey Wildmist
I've always had the belief that if you're in a relationship with someone, you should be able to laugh with them, and one of the things I love the most about my Mistress is her laughter. Being able to make her laugh after a long day at work gives me that warm, fuzzy feeling. Having silly, fun times together, where we're both laughing so hard we're crying, out of breath, and your face hurts afterwards mean so much to me. Sitting quietly in a skype call with her while she works on a project, hearing the soft chuckles of amusement, then being told what provoked them makes me grin and chuckle as well.
But the laugh that I love the most, the one that weakens my knees and fills me with pure joy is that husky, sensual laugh she has when she's playing with me. The one that comes out when I'm moaning and begging her to hurt me more, when she's turned me into an incoherent puddle of slut. THAT is the laugh I'm so fortunate to hear and I give her my all just to hear it, over and over again.
by
Casey Wildmist
I've always had the belief that if you're in a relationship with someone, you should be able to laugh with them, and one of the things I love the most about my Mistress is her laughter. Being able to make her laugh after a long day at work gives me that warm, fuzzy feeling. Having silly, fun times together, where we're both laughing so hard we're crying, out of breath, and your face hurts afterwards mean so much to me. Sitting quietly in a skype call with her while she works on a project, hearing the soft chuckles of amusement, then being told what provoked them makes me grin and chuckle as well.
But the laugh that I love the most, the one that weakens my knees and fills me with pure joy is that husky, sensual laugh she has when she's playing with me. The one that comes out when I'm moaning and begging her to hurt me more, when she's turned me into an incoherent puddle of slut. THAT is the laugh I'm so fortunate to hear and I give her my all just to hear it, over and over again.
Her Eyes by Praxis
Her Eyes.
She looks at him.
Eyes agleam.
obey.
no question.
Her Eyes.
Beautiful
Power.
wondrous.
No secrets.
Her Eyes.
One word.
Mine.
small matter,
everything.
looking.
Her eyes.
Touch.
Arousing desire,
smiles.
The world.
Good Boy.
trembling.
joy,
Her Eyes.
She looks at him.
Eyes agleam.
obey.
no question.
Her Eyes.
Beautiful
Power.
wondrous.
No secrets.
Her Eyes.
One word.
Mine.
small matter,
everything.
looking.
Her eyes.
Touch.
Arousing desire,
smiles.
The world.
Good Boy.
trembling.
joy,
Her Eyes.
Eve Of Demolition Dawn by Rebs
Eve of Demolition Dawn
by Rebelpoet Resident.
He woke as he always did with the morning sun as it just began to light the room through the windows. He rose from his over-sized cushioned dog basket he slept in. Rising with a long full bodies stretch that always made his neck crack a little, he ambled over to the window and drew the curtains. Then, in the dark he tiptoed out of Mistresses’ room leaving the door slightly ajar.
Once he got to the bathroom, he did his business and took his shower. The toothbrush moved vigorously as he brushed his teeth while showering. When he was done with the shower he toweled off and then used Nair to remove any body hair from his chest, armpits, and genital area. He used to then stand in front of the full length mirror and look at any fresh marks or bruising and smile brightly remembering the play. There was no need to do that this morning though he admitted to himself.
Next he made his way down the stairs to the living room and over to the door. He slipped on the robe hanging by the door. Then went out onto the front lawn. He retrieved the paper and keeping it in its plastic set it aside. The next duty was to water the roses. It was really just a matter of turning the handles for the sprinkler system on. With a slight hiss, thy all turned on. This was usually the time for reflection, but, today he meditated. He watched the ground go from hard to soft and dark and little puddles of water formed. Ten minutes on the dot he turned them off.
He studied the blooms and walked over to the metal tool chest and pulled out some snipers. Decisions had been made as which rose. He put on the wading boots after cursing himself for not getting the rose before watering. With an angled cut he sniped a white rose that was just starting to bloom.
The paper and rose were brought inside. The robe came off and he hung it back on the rack beside the door. He saw the red rose on the dinner table that had been cut in full bloom, and was now horribly wilted. He started to throw it away but left it today and placed his white, budding, rose next to it
.
After a bit, he dropped down on all fours. It took him a little while to get the paper into his mouth. Where once he would have bounded up the stairs, today, the pace was slow. He made his way to Mistress’ room and nudged the door he left open and he skittered to the bed and then knelt so he was able to move right against the bed and dropped the paper. He turned around then and exposed his ass. If Mistress stuck in the butt-plug made to look like a tail, then it would be puppy play this morning. Of course she didn’t so he made his way down the stairs.
The rest of the day was keeping up the house. There was always a thin layer of dust. The house was both a reflection of his devotion and of Mistress. So he had always been fastidious about keeping the place in proper order. Though he left a small ball of crumpled paper on the coffee table . Breakfast was served and brought to bed. He only ate after waiting to see if she had left any morsels on the plate. Today, he ended up having to clean the whole plate.
Once the house was in order he sat on the floor and turned on the television. He then un-crumpled the notes on the coffee table. They were actually an eviction notice and was coupled with and a notice of demolition. He did the math and looked at the date and then burst into wild, wailing tears. The emotions swirled from love, to anger to despair, and overwhelming sadness.. He looked at everything and knew he should pack up his belongings tonight. There weren’t that many to pack so he started to get ready. Halfway up the stars he burst into wailing and turned around again. The next moment he was angrily walking to the play room. ‘She will come back’ he thought to himself.
In the play room his face changed to one of determination. He got up and chained himself to the wall. Mistress was the only one that had the key. She was the only one that could free him. He shouted, “Mistress, come back. I’m not leaving your service unless released.” He knew now is was just a matter of waiting until dawn when the demotion would begin.
by Rebelpoet Resident.
He woke as he always did with the morning sun as it just began to light the room through the windows. He rose from his over-sized cushioned dog basket he slept in. Rising with a long full bodies stretch that always made his neck crack a little, he ambled over to the window and drew the curtains. Then, in the dark he tiptoed out of Mistresses’ room leaving the door slightly ajar.
Once he got to the bathroom, he did his business and took his shower. The toothbrush moved vigorously as he brushed his teeth while showering. When he was done with the shower he toweled off and then used Nair to remove any body hair from his chest, armpits, and genital area. He used to then stand in front of the full length mirror and look at any fresh marks or bruising and smile brightly remembering the play. There was no need to do that this morning though he admitted to himself.
Next he made his way down the stairs to the living room and over to the door. He slipped on the robe hanging by the door. Then went out onto the front lawn. He retrieved the paper and keeping it in its plastic set it aside. The next duty was to water the roses. It was really just a matter of turning the handles for the sprinkler system on. With a slight hiss, thy all turned on. This was usually the time for reflection, but, today he meditated. He watched the ground go from hard to soft and dark and little puddles of water formed. Ten minutes on the dot he turned them off.
He studied the blooms and walked over to the metal tool chest and pulled out some snipers. Decisions had been made as which rose. He put on the wading boots after cursing himself for not getting the rose before watering. With an angled cut he sniped a white rose that was just starting to bloom.
The paper and rose were brought inside. The robe came off and he hung it back on the rack beside the door. He saw the red rose on the dinner table that had been cut in full bloom, and was now horribly wilted. He started to throw it away but left it today and placed his white, budding, rose next to it
.
After a bit, he dropped down on all fours. It took him a little while to get the paper into his mouth. Where once he would have bounded up the stairs, today, the pace was slow. He made his way to Mistress’ room and nudged the door he left open and he skittered to the bed and then knelt so he was able to move right against the bed and dropped the paper. He turned around then and exposed his ass. If Mistress stuck in the butt-plug made to look like a tail, then it would be puppy play this morning. Of course she didn’t so he made his way down the stairs.
The rest of the day was keeping up the house. There was always a thin layer of dust. The house was both a reflection of his devotion and of Mistress. So he had always been fastidious about keeping the place in proper order. Though he left a small ball of crumpled paper on the coffee table . Breakfast was served and brought to bed. He only ate after waiting to see if she had left any morsels on the plate. Today, he ended up having to clean the whole plate.
Once the house was in order he sat on the floor and turned on the television. He then un-crumpled the notes on the coffee table. They were actually an eviction notice and was coupled with and a notice of demolition. He did the math and looked at the date and then burst into wild, wailing tears. The emotions swirled from love, to anger to despair, and overwhelming sadness.. He looked at everything and knew he should pack up his belongings tonight. There weren’t that many to pack so he started to get ready. Halfway up the stars he burst into wailing and turned around again. The next moment he was angrily walking to the play room. ‘She will come back’ he thought to himself.
In the play room his face changed to one of determination. He got up and chained himself to the wall. Mistress was the only one that had the key. She was the only one that could free him. He shouted, “Mistress, come back. I’m not leaving your service unless released.” He knew now is was just a matter of waiting until dawn when the demotion would begin.
Caught In The Act Part 2 by Patrick
Caught in the act 2
The last time we saw Bill he was sitting in a chair tied up after his Mistress had edged him with rubber gloves and not allowing him to cum for his punishment for watching porn. Well time has passed and that moment seems like a distant memory to Bill. Bill seems to be getting that urge again to watch porn , after all what is a poor boy suppose to do.
It has been about 3 months since the last time Bill watched any porn and he is starting to feel restless once again, he had told his Mistress that he would never watch it again but Bill has devise plan , he just needs the right time to implement it.
The plan is this time instead of waiting for Mistress to leave for just a couple hours but for her to be gone for a day or two.
He figured the reason his last plan didn't work was that it was a spur of the moment kind of plan and those never workout.
His Mistress returns home from work in the evening and as per his orders has dinner ready for his Mistress. As they sit eating his Mistress say "Bill today I was asked to go to our offices in Denver there seems to be a problem and they need my help, I will be gone for a couple days."
Right then and there Bill begins to smile but tries his best to hide it. ah the perfect opportunity indeed.
His Mistress see the smile and asks " So Bill what is so funny?" Bill says " Nothing funny Mistress just happy you get to do what you love to do." his Mistress says " Awww thank you pet."
Well the day came that his Mistress was going to leave for the trip to Denver . They say their good bye's and as she is leaving she turns to him and says " Remember now no porn, remember the last time what happened when I caught you." Bill replies back "Of course Mistress I do." As he says this he gives a grimace remembering the rubber gloves and his tender shaft afterward, it hurt for two whole days. But this time will be different after all he has a better plan this time right?
As she closes the door behind her Bill peeks out the window and watches her leave,for some reason it feels like deja vu. Then the memories come back and he starts to wonder should he really be trying what he is about to, he brushes the idea right out of his head. Come on man he is thinking , this time will different remember we have a plan. Besides she is going to be gone for two whole days she will be none the wiser.
He watches the car as it backs out the drive and onto the road, he backs away from the window and looks about the empty house. As he does he starts to think about how he has two whole days of porn watching a head of him. His cock starts to become a bit stiff as it does he thinks to him self "wow there settle down she will be gone for two days plenty of time to get excited no need to rush things."
As he does he thinks you know this would be a good time to make sure she hasn't come back ,so he goes to the window to check and sure enough no car. It seems his plan is falling into place nicely after all. He goes back to his computer and presses play and drops his pants . As he does he applies a generous amount of lube to his cock and butt plug. He starts to follow the instructions as the Lady in the video starts to guide him. As he comes to the point were she tells him to put the butt plug in he never expected what would happen next. When he turns side ways to put the butt plug in, to his surprise he sees his Mistress in the doorway and his jaw drops along with the butt plug.
He quickly turns off the computer but knows it is to late, he has been caught once again and it was such a good plan to he wonders what went wrong. Once again he gets that feeling of deja vu as he sees his Mistress with her arms crossed and she is taping her foot. As Bill starts to speak his Mistress with disappoint in her voice say " Don't even bother just sit there till I come back."
As she walks into the bedroom Bill hears some drawers being opened up and he starts to grimace remembering the rubber gloves.
To his surprise upon her return he sees no rubber gloves. Maybe he is lucky this time, but he knows better after all this is his Mistress and he knows her all to well.
His Mistress walks up to the chair leans in close to his face and says " Bet you didn't expect to see me did you?' Bill starts to speak as he does she puts a finger to his lips and says "Shush I don't want to hear it. She pulls out this device from her pocket that Bill as never seen before. He asks "Um Mistress what is that in your hand?" His Mistress says with a smile on her face " Well Bill this is a violet wand, I got it the last time you watched porn because knowing you it would take more then one time to get into that thick little head of yours who is in charge of our cock." That is why I had this little plan of mine to allow you to think I was going away for a few days to see what you do, and seems I was right that you would go back to the porn. Poor little boy you never learn, but you will. " She says with a sly grin.
"Now then since you like porn so much why don't you go a head and turn some on , don't worry you have my permission for this one time and one time only find a good one you really like. I will give you a few moments while I plug this in." says Bill's Mistress.
As she plugs it in and stands up she asks Bill " So have you found one yet pet?" Bill says " Um yes Mistress I have." Bill is at a loss to why she would allow him to watch porn while she is about, but he figures how is this a punishment he also knows he will soon find out.
"Very good." She says. " Now then I want you to turn it on and start to stroke for me , slowly at first and you best follow my instructions. "Yes Mistress!" Bill says. Bill turns on the porn video and starts to stroke as told slowly at first , he feels his arousal grow knowing his Mistress is watching him stroke, but for some reason feels a bit funny watching porn while she is present. None the less his cock becomes hard and as it does all of a sudden he feel a jolt off electricity run through him and he grabs the arm of the chair with his free hand biting his lips but a loud groan escapes just the same.
He looks toward his Mistress with almost tears in his eyes and says "Mistress what was thatttt?" His Mistress say "Remember that little toy the violent wand well it shoots out electricity, not enough to kill of course but enough to let you know it is there" she says with a grin. She goes on to say "Now then lets get back to the fun, I want you to keep stroking only a little faster this time and when the fancy hits me I will give you a zap with the wand but you will never know when it is coming." She says with a grin.
Bill just nods his head because he is at a lose for words right now, he finally gets out a "Yes Mistress." Bill gets back to stroking but with a little less gusto knowing what is to come at any moment. He almost wishes for the rubber gloves. As his cock becomes hard once again he feels another jolt of electricity and this time cries out as his free hand grips the arm of the chair.
His Mistress says " A little faster there Bill stroke faster." Bill does as he is order and starts to stroke faster which makes his breathing heavier and his cock harder quicker at the same time and when it does get harder he feels another jolt and once again cries out in pain. He starts to get hard once again and again feels another jolt , he looks to his Mistress and starts to beg saying ."Please Mistress please I promise not to watch porn , I have learned my lesson. A smile comes across his Mistresses lips as it does she says " I am glade to know me pet but the lesson isn't done yet." " I want you to keep stroking and even faster this time to when your almost ready to come and tell me when your to the edge." Bill stutters out a "Yeesss Miissstterr." As he still feels the electricity tingling through his body.
Bill starts to stroke again and his cock is hard in no time as he feels the rush of blood to the head of his cock he arches his back a bit and pinches off the tip so as not to cum but lets his Mistress know he as on the edge of cumming . She says "Good boy, now I want you to continue stroke and do not stop until you cum no matter what." He moans a bit as he says "Yes Mistress I understand." He starts to stroke once again even faster this time almost ready to explode as he is about to come he feels the electricity once again surge through his body make it stiff and ridged but he keeps stroke almost on the brink of cumming and feels another jolt. As he does his body shakes and shivers his cock twitching along with the rest of his body as it cums his feels a relief and starts to groan with pleasure biting his lip trying to hold it in because he isn't sure he should be feeling any right now.
After his Mistress watches him finish a grin comes across her face and says " Now the boy who does cock belong to?" Bill is only able to stammer out a " Yoouuu Missteerrr , yoouu Misssster." She says " You got that right, lesson learnt I think. Go clean up and I hope we don't have a repeat of this." Bill does as he is told and heads toward the bathroom and wonder if his porn watching days are truly over, he remember the wand and starts to think perhaps they are . But only time will tell.
The end!
The last time we saw Bill he was sitting in a chair tied up after his Mistress had edged him with rubber gloves and not allowing him to cum for his punishment for watching porn. Well time has passed and that moment seems like a distant memory to Bill. Bill seems to be getting that urge again to watch porn , after all what is a poor boy suppose to do.
It has been about 3 months since the last time Bill watched any porn and he is starting to feel restless once again, he had told his Mistress that he would never watch it again but Bill has devise plan , he just needs the right time to implement it.
The plan is this time instead of waiting for Mistress to leave for just a couple hours but for her to be gone for a day or two.
He figured the reason his last plan didn't work was that it was a spur of the moment kind of plan and those never workout.
His Mistress returns home from work in the evening and as per his orders has dinner ready for his Mistress. As they sit eating his Mistress say "Bill today I was asked to go to our offices in Denver there seems to be a problem and they need my help, I will be gone for a couple days."
Right then and there Bill begins to smile but tries his best to hide it. ah the perfect opportunity indeed.
His Mistress see the smile and asks " So Bill what is so funny?" Bill says " Nothing funny Mistress just happy you get to do what you love to do." his Mistress says " Awww thank you pet."
Well the day came that his Mistress was going to leave for the trip to Denver . They say their good bye's and as she is leaving she turns to him and says " Remember now no porn, remember the last time what happened when I caught you." Bill replies back "Of course Mistress I do." As he says this he gives a grimace remembering the rubber gloves and his tender shaft afterward, it hurt for two whole days. But this time will be different after all he has a better plan this time right?
As she closes the door behind her Bill peeks out the window and watches her leave,for some reason it feels like deja vu. Then the memories come back and he starts to wonder should he really be trying what he is about to, he brushes the idea right out of his head. Come on man he is thinking , this time will different remember we have a plan. Besides she is going to be gone for two whole days she will be none the wiser.
He watches the car as it backs out the drive and onto the road, he backs away from the window and looks about the empty house. As he does he starts to think about how he has two whole days of porn watching a head of him. His cock starts to become a bit stiff as it does he thinks to him self "wow there settle down she will be gone for two days plenty of time to get excited no need to rush things."
As he does he thinks you know this would be a good time to make sure she hasn't come back ,so he goes to the window to check and sure enough no car. It seems his plan is falling into place nicely after all. He goes back to his computer and presses play and drops his pants . As he does he applies a generous amount of lube to his cock and butt plug. He starts to follow the instructions as the Lady in the video starts to guide him. As he comes to the point were she tells him to put the butt plug in he never expected what would happen next. When he turns side ways to put the butt plug in, to his surprise he sees his Mistress in the doorway and his jaw drops along with the butt plug.
He quickly turns off the computer but knows it is to late, he has been caught once again and it was such a good plan to he wonders what went wrong. Once again he gets that feeling of deja vu as he sees his Mistress with her arms crossed and she is taping her foot. As Bill starts to speak his Mistress with disappoint in her voice say " Don't even bother just sit there till I come back."
As she walks into the bedroom Bill hears some drawers being opened up and he starts to grimace remembering the rubber gloves.
To his surprise upon her return he sees no rubber gloves. Maybe he is lucky this time, but he knows better after all this is his Mistress and he knows her all to well.
His Mistress walks up to the chair leans in close to his face and says " Bet you didn't expect to see me did you?' Bill starts to speak as he does she puts a finger to his lips and says "Shush I don't want to hear it. She pulls out this device from her pocket that Bill as never seen before. He asks "Um Mistress what is that in your hand?" His Mistress says with a smile on her face " Well Bill this is a violet wand, I got it the last time you watched porn because knowing you it would take more then one time to get into that thick little head of yours who is in charge of our cock." That is why I had this little plan of mine to allow you to think I was going away for a few days to see what you do, and seems I was right that you would go back to the porn. Poor little boy you never learn, but you will. " She says with a sly grin.
"Now then since you like porn so much why don't you go a head and turn some on , don't worry you have my permission for this one time and one time only find a good one you really like. I will give you a few moments while I plug this in." says Bill's Mistress.
As she plugs it in and stands up she asks Bill " So have you found one yet pet?" Bill says " Um yes Mistress I have." Bill is at a loss to why she would allow him to watch porn while she is about, but he figures how is this a punishment he also knows he will soon find out.
"Very good." She says. " Now then I want you to turn it on and start to stroke for me , slowly at first and you best follow my instructions. "Yes Mistress!" Bill says. Bill turns on the porn video and starts to stroke as told slowly at first , he feels his arousal grow knowing his Mistress is watching him stroke, but for some reason feels a bit funny watching porn while she is present. None the less his cock becomes hard and as it does all of a sudden he feel a jolt off electricity run through him and he grabs the arm of the chair with his free hand biting his lips but a loud groan escapes just the same.
He looks toward his Mistress with almost tears in his eyes and says "Mistress what was thatttt?" His Mistress say "Remember that little toy the violent wand well it shoots out electricity, not enough to kill of course but enough to let you know it is there" she says with a grin. She goes on to say "Now then lets get back to the fun, I want you to keep stroking only a little faster this time and when the fancy hits me I will give you a zap with the wand but you will never know when it is coming." She says with a grin.
Bill just nods his head because he is at a lose for words right now, he finally gets out a "Yes Mistress." Bill gets back to stroking but with a little less gusto knowing what is to come at any moment. He almost wishes for the rubber gloves. As his cock becomes hard once again he feels another jolt of electricity and this time cries out as his free hand grips the arm of the chair.
His Mistress says " A little faster there Bill stroke faster." Bill does as he is order and starts to stroke faster which makes his breathing heavier and his cock harder quicker at the same time and when it does get harder he feels another jolt and once again cries out in pain. He starts to get hard once again and again feels another jolt , he looks to his Mistress and starts to beg saying ."Please Mistress please I promise not to watch porn , I have learned my lesson. A smile comes across his Mistresses lips as it does she says " I am glade to know me pet but the lesson isn't done yet." " I want you to keep stroking and even faster this time to when your almost ready to come and tell me when your to the edge." Bill stutters out a "Yeesss Miissstterr." As he still feels the electricity tingling through his body.
Bill starts to stroke again and his cock is hard in no time as he feels the rush of blood to the head of his cock he arches his back a bit and pinches off the tip so as not to cum but lets his Mistress know he as on the edge of cumming . She says "Good boy, now I want you to continue stroke and do not stop until you cum no matter what." He moans a bit as he says "Yes Mistress I understand." He starts to stroke once again even faster this time almost ready to explode as he is about to come he feels the electricity once again surge through his body make it stiff and ridged but he keeps stroke almost on the brink of cumming and feels another jolt. As he does his body shakes and shivers his cock twitching along with the rest of his body as it cums his feels a relief and starts to groan with pleasure biting his lip trying to hold it in because he isn't sure he should be feeling any right now.
After his Mistress watches him finish a grin comes across her face and says " Now the boy who does cock belong to?" Bill is only able to stammer out a " Yoouuu Missteerrr , yoouu Misssster." She says " You got that right, lesson learnt I think. Go clean up and I hope we don't have a repeat of this." Bill does as he is told and heads toward the bathroom and wonder if his porn watching days are truly over, he remember the wand and starts to think perhaps they are . But only time will tell.
The end!
A Rainy Afternoon by Lisa
It started out as a good idea. A short walk to the park and back. As Mistress and I languished, sitting in the grass the sky darkened. So quickly. Without any warning, CRASH, lightning struck hard with thunder following. A wall of darkness overtook us, triggering a heavy rain.
Run!, Mistress ordered. An order I had anticipated and was already ahead of Her. It was just a few short blocks but it was no use. The drops were the size of golf balls. Soaking our clothes to the skin. Turning Mistress's white shirt practically invisible. Her bra outlined, and nipples hard from the cold air accompanying the storm. I felt the chill of the air, and Her nipples defined it.
Reaching the door I fumbled for the keys as usual. Dropping them as the cold water doused us with its weight and velocity. Mistress laughing, shouting, OPEN THE DOOR GIRL! OPEN THE DOOR! The door is finally opened and we both stand in the hall for a moment gasping for breath. Immediately shaking our clothes of water like it would matter.
We leaned against each other dripping and laughing. Mistress's hand grasping my hair tightly and squeezing the water from it. Pulling my head back sharply for a moment. Made me think it...brought me to it. I lingered with my head back. Her hands in my hair waiting for her to let go. But she didn't. She just gripped tighter and pushed me to my knees
.
The laughter trailed away as I found myself forced to look at her boot tips. Staring at them. Getting those feelings again. The sensuous smell of leather is strengthened by the water. The rain dripping forward to my face and into my mouth. I lick it from my lips waiting for Her next move.
Watching the drops from Her clothes hit the ground around Her feet. She booms in a strong, firm voice, "Boots girl". I replied, "Yes Mistress" She releases me and I immediately reach for the back of Her heel and begin to remove Her boots. One then the other. Putting the nearby slippers onto Her feet
. As I look upward, I watch Mistress remove Her wet jacket. Her full round breasts now exposed as if she were naked. The darker colored skin surrounding Her nipple is quite apparent through the wet shirt. She drapes the jacket over my head. "Clean this up and come inside." She said. Not in a mean way, but all signs of laughter were gone.
I was quiet walking to the living room. The floor creaked and the rain falling on the roof was louder than me. I saw Mistress with a towel laid around Her neck, as She threw a second one onto the couch. I reached for the second towel and felt a sharp slap to the back of my hand. "Who said that was for you girl?" I stood straight up, grabbing my hand in surprise. "Nobody Mistress" I replied with my head down.
My feet weren't warming up fast enough, and I started to feel the cold air of the house in my bones. "Girl will care for Miss now." As She squared off Her body to mine. "Yes Mistress" like I always replied.
I stood for a moment and watched a bead of water run down the side of her neck. I grabbed the end of the towel and put it to her hair. "I'm freezing girl". "The clothes first." Shaking my head back to earth, I reached for Her buttons. I undo one at a time and peel off Her shirt. I become mezmerized by the water droplets heading for Her cleavage. While I grab for the front hook of Her bra, I cant help but lick at the droplets rolling down Her skin.
Mistress reaches up and grabs my wrists tightly as I set Her breasts free. "Care for Miss" She repeated. I was being selfish. But thinking it will take a sharp instrument to keep me away long. I took the second towel and began drying her off. Running the dry cloth up and down Her stomach, across and over her shoulders. Cupping each breast in one hand as I dried it with the other. Now this is a task I can wrap my head around, I was thinking.
I kneeled before her and unbuttoned her jeans. Peeling them down, one leg at a time, till they were off. The heavy wet jeans tossed onto the floor with the shirt and the bra. Now I was getting somewhere. The panties were an easy gig. They always slid off like they were greased. Something I loved about my Mistress.
I used the towel again to dry Her legs, Her ass and then Her pussy last. I am sure I took my time there. Mistress noticed too. "I'm up here girl" She said. "Yes Mistress" I replied and stood up to meet Her eyes. She smiled at me and wiped some water from my forehead. Took my hand and said, "Now Mistress will care for Her girl."
She took me to the bedroom where I saw 2 very familiar belts on the bed. "Get undressed girl." She said. "Yes Mistress" I replied. My voice shaking from the cold,wet clothes, She then threw me a towel.
I wiped my face first. My eyes had started to sting from the water running from my hair. I mumbled from under the towel, "Thank You Mistress." She left the room. I undressed, peeling off one piece of clothing at a time and making my own pile of a wet mess. Teeth chattering I wipe my shoulders arms and stomach first. "Mistress? May I dress?" I asked. "No! There is something on the bed for you to wear", She replied. Meaning the belts.
"Get up on the bed", She shouted from another room. "You know the drill." To nadu on the bed facing the wall was the norm. There was no way to see behind me, and just a wall on either side. It made it fun because Mistress was always full of surprises.
There were 2 ropes attached to the bed frame at all times behind the Headboard. They each had a loop in them. Mistress returned to the room and came right to them, pulling them out from behind the bed. She looped each belt through the rope and attached it around each wrist. The first one was always easy. The second would make my heart start to race.
On my knees with my arms bound Mistress begins to walk around behind me. The shuffling and sounds coming from behind cause excitement in me. What will it be today? A spanking? Flogger? Maybe I'll get lucky and She will fuck my ass. I like a good ass fuck. Not knowing is half the fun.
I feel Her kneel behind me as the bed sinks down. Her hands come over my head and guide a gag into my mouth. I fight a bit in surprise but then give into Her will. She pulls the leather straps tight to the back of my head and secures them. Kindly adjusting my hair so as not to be caught in the straps. I mumble a bit taking a moment to realize where I am.
I can hear Her spit. Running Her hand up and down my slit getting me wet and ready for whats to come. She forces 3 fingers inside me quickly. twisting and thrusting them deep. It stirs me. I grab hold of the ropes and hang on.
She puts one hand over my shoulder and then I knew. I felt the cold strap on searching for my pussy hole, and it wasnt long until it was thrust fully, deeply inside me. Mistress wiggled getting in position and then it began.
The over sized strap on was a gift. Not from me to Her but from Her to me. Wrapped in black tissue with a red bow, on a anniversary night. My eyes lit up with fear of it. But Mistress assured me She knew my body. She knew me.
I took the first thrust with a yell. Gagged I guess it wasn't so bad. The second and third were just as harsh. Soon I relaxed pulling on the ropes, letting Her take me. My hole opened for Her like a flower blooms. Beginning to press back against Her. I wanted it to hurt. I needed it to hurt.
She was fully inside me. Pressing and pulling Her body against mine. Groaning from Her own pleasure at seeing me helpless. The belts beginning to cause marks to my skin. The smell of the leather only turned me on more. It sort of squeaked when tugged against. Mistress now had my thighs in her hands. Gripping the front of them and slapping into my now wet hole.
"Mistress. Please may this girl cum". But it came out as just a mumble and spit. The gag now securely and comfortably in its place. At least as comfortable as it could get. I start shaking my head back and forth. A known sign that I was ready. Mumbling and pleading Please Mistress.
I heard her grunt a few more times. Pushing Her hardest, Her deepest. I just couldnt hold on. pulling at the ropes I heard Her say let go baby girl. Let go. So I did. I came. Hard and long. She continued to pump me with the cock that dont quit, until my head fell and my sounds changed.
Mistress slowly backed out. Making Her own noises as she did. I straightened my legs, and stood hanging by the ropes. My breasts barely hitting the bed. My legs getting a much needed rest.
Run!, Mistress ordered. An order I had anticipated and was already ahead of Her. It was just a few short blocks but it was no use. The drops were the size of golf balls. Soaking our clothes to the skin. Turning Mistress's white shirt practically invisible. Her bra outlined, and nipples hard from the cold air accompanying the storm. I felt the chill of the air, and Her nipples defined it.
Reaching the door I fumbled for the keys as usual. Dropping them as the cold water doused us with its weight and velocity. Mistress laughing, shouting, OPEN THE DOOR GIRL! OPEN THE DOOR! The door is finally opened and we both stand in the hall for a moment gasping for breath. Immediately shaking our clothes of water like it would matter.
We leaned against each other dripping and laughing. Mistress's hand grasping my hair tightly and squeezing the water from it. Pulling my head back sharply for a moment. Made me think it...brought me to it. I lingered with my head back. Her hands in my hair waiting for her to let go. But she didn't. She just gripped tighter and pushed me to my knees
.
The laughter trailed away as I found myself forced to look at her boot tips. Staring at them. Getting those feelings again. The sensuous smell of leather is strengthened by the water. The rain dripping forward to my face and into my mouth. I lick it from my lips waiting for Her next move.
Watching the drops from Her clothes hit the ground around Her feet. She booms in a strong, firm voice, "Boots girl". I replied, "Yes Mistress" She releases me and I immediately reach for the back of Her heel and begin to remove Her boots. One then the other. Putting the nearby slippers onto Her feet
. As I look upward, I watch Mistress remove Her wet jacket. Her full round breasts now exposed as if she were naked. The darker colored skin surrounding Her nipple is quite apparent through the wet shirt. She drapes the jacket over my head. "Clean this up and come inside." She said. Not in a mean way, but all signs of laughter were gone.
I was quiet walking to the living room. The floor creaked and the rain falling on the roof was louder than me. I saw Mistress with a towel laid around Her neck, as She threw a second one onto the couch. I reached for the second towel and felt a sharp slap to the back of my hand. "Who said that was for you girl?" I stood straight up, grabbing my hand in surprise. "Nobody Mistress" I replied with my head down.
My feet weren't warming up fast enough, and I started to feel the cold air of the house in my bones. "Girl will care for Miss now." As She squared off Her body to mine. "Yes Mistress" like I always replied.
I stood for a moment and watched a bead of water run down the side of her neck. I grabbed the end of the towel and put it to her hair. "I'm freezing girl". "The clothes first." Shaking my head back to earth, I reached for Her buttons. I undo one at a time and peel off Her shirt. I become mezmerized by the water droplets heading for Her cleavage. While I grab for the front hook of Her bra, I cant help but lick at the droplets rolling down Her skin.
Mistress reaches up and grabs my wrists tightly as I set Her breasts free. "Care for Miss" She repeated. I was being selfish. But thinking it will take a sharp instrument to keep me away long. I took the second towel and began drying her off. Running the dry cloth up and down Her stomach, across and over her shoulders. Cupping each breast in one hand as I dried it with the other. Now this is a task I can wrap my head around, I was thinking.
I kneeled before her and unbuttoned her jeans. Peeling them down, one leg at a time, till they were off. The heavy wet jeans tossed onto the floor with the shirt and the bra. Now I was getting somewhere. The panties were an easy gig. They always slid off like they were greased. Something I loved about my Mistress.
I used the towel again to dry Her legs, Her ass and then Her pussy last. I am sure I took my time there. Mistress noticed too. "I'm up here girl" She said. "Yes Mistress" I replied and stood up to meet Her eyes. She smiled at me and wiped some water from my forehead. Took my hand and said, "Now Mistress will care for Her girl."
She took me to the bedroom where I saw 2 very familiar belts on the bed. "Get undressed girl." She said. "Yes Mistress" I replied. My voice shaking from the cold,wet clothes, She then threw me a towel.
I wiped my face first. My eyes had started to sting from the water running from my hair. I mumbled from under the towel, "Thank You Mistress." She left the room. I undressed, peeling off one piece of clothing at a time and making my own pile of a wet mess. Teeth chattering I wipe my shoulders arms and stomach first. "Mistress? May I dress?" I asked. "No! There is something on the bed for you to wear", She replied. Meaning the belts.
"Get up on the bed", She shouted from another room. "You know the drill." To nadu on the bed facing the wall was the norm. There was no way to see behind me, and just a wall on either side. It made it fun because Mistress was always full of surprises.
There were 2 ropes attached to the bed frame at all times behind the Headboard. They each had a loop in them. Mistress returned to the room and came right to them, pulling them out from behind the bed. She looped each belt through the rope and attached it around each wrist. The first one was always easy. The second would make my heart start to race.
On my knees with my arms bound Mistress begins to walk around behind me. The shuffling and sounds coming from behind cause excitement in me. What will it be today? A spanking? Flogger? Maybe I'll get lucky and She will fuck my ass. I like a good ass fuck. Not knowing is half the fun.
I feel Her kneel behind me as the bed sinks down. Her hands come over my head and guide a gag into my mouth. I fight a bit in surprise but then give into Her will. She pulls the leather straps tight to the back of my head and secures them. Kindly adjusting my hair so as not to be caught in the straps. I mumble a bit taking a moment to realize where I am.
I can hear Her spit. Running Her hand up and down my slit getting me wet and ready for whats to come. She forces 3 fingers inside me quickly. twisting and thrusting them deep. It stirs me. I grab hold of the ropes and hang on.
She puts one hand over my shoulder and then I knew. I felt the cold strap on searching for my pussy hole, and it wasnt long until it was thrust fully, deeply inside me. Mistress wiggled getting in position and then it began.
The over sized strap on was a gift. Not from me to Her but from Her to me. Wrapped in black tissue with a red bow, on a anniversary night. My eyes lit up with fear of it. But Mistress assured me She knew my body. She knew me.
I took the first thrust with a yell. Gagged I guess it wasn't so bad. The second and third were just as harsh. Soon I relaxed pulling on the ropes, letting Her take me. My hole opened for Her like a flower blooms. Beginning to press back against Her. I wanted it to hurt. I needed it to hurt.
She was fully inside me. Pressing and pulling Her body against mine. Groaning from Her own pleasure at seeing me helpless. The belts beginning to cause marks to my skin. The smell of the leather only turned me on more. It sort of squeaked when tugged against. Mistress now had my thighs in her hands. Gripping the front of them and slapping into my now wet hole.
"Mistress. Please may this girl cum". But it came out as just a mumble and spit. The gag now securely and comfortably in its place. At least as comfortable as it could get. I start shaking my head back and forth. A known sign that I was ready. Mumbling and pleading Please Mistress.
I heard her grunt a few more times. Pushing Her hardest, Her deepest. I just couldnt hold on. pulling at the ropes I heard Her say let go baby girl. Let go. So I did. I came. Hard and long. She continued to pump me with the cock that dont quit, until my head fell and my sounds changed.
Mistress slowly backed out. Making Her own noises as she did. I straightened my legs, and stood hanging by the ropes. My breasts barely hitting the bed. My legs getting a much needed rest.
Saturday, September 28, 2013
Impromptu Confessions 9/28/13
26 Spankings
It is time, the spankings.
The first, for the first year of life.
Same for the second, third... forth
The fifth, extra hard,
you have been alive for half a decade.
Six, Seven, Eight,
Growing up, sometimes you have been a bad boy
Nine...Ten, up to a decade!
Elven, twelve, thirteen,
they come fast, hard.
Fourteen, fifteen sixteen!
We are getting close,
Seventeen, you beg me to go faster,
Eighteen, nineteen, slow, careful
Twenty, and nice pink cheeks
Twenty-one, twenty-two, twenty-three,
hard, fast, and you scream and laugh
Twenty-Four, and two more to go!
Twenty-Five, how old you are now!
And Twenty-Six, for one more year to go.
Happy birthday My Boy!
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I'm fucking horny.
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There once was a puppy named kel
It's really kelvin but oh well
Kel's easier to rhyme
And I didn't have time
To write something great that would sell
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Had a really nice dream about my boy the other night, it was pretty hot. I think we should start using sounds soon!
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Today I am reminded how life is really short, whether you live 1 day or 100 years, it is fleeting. Hug those around you a bit more, make time to be there for them. Give and spread love wherever you can. Make your mark on this world, and make it count! So in my attempt at doing just that, I want one person in this room to know I will forever love him. He brings my life so much light, laughter and love. His squeals of pain make my heart sing, his smile makes me melt and his beautiful submission makes me proud. We will figure things out in our time and our way, but until then, I look forward to each new day because he is a part of it.
And to the rest of you, you each have impacted me in some way, whether it be big of small, and I am proud to call you my friends.
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Laughter is sexy.
And my boy makes me laugh every day. He's so bright, so witty, and knows me so well.
It brightens my day, relieves my stress, and makes me love and want him even more.
I never knew that humor would be so much a part if my D/s. So much a gift of renewal that my boy gives me. Being long distance, it is his way of taking care of me, and I love him for it.
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Time is the friend to show who and what is right.
As things grow time sort out good from bad, and fantasy from needs and deeds.
It is time, the spankings.
The first, for the first year of life.
Same for the second, third... forth
The fifth, extra hard,
you have been alive for half a decade.
Six, Seven, Eight,
Growing up, sometimes you have been a bad boy
Nine...Ten, up to a decade!
Elven, twelve, thirteen,
they come fast, hard.
Fourteen, fifteen sixteen!
We are getting close,
Seventeen, you beg me to go faster,
Eighteen, nineteen, slow, careful
Twenty, and nice pink cheeks
Twenty-one, twenty-two, twenty-three,
hard, fast, and you scream and laugh
Twenty-Four, and two more to go!
Twenty-Five, how old you are now!
And Twenty-Six, for one more year to go.
Happy birthday My Boy!
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I'm fucking horny.
---------------------------------------------------------------
There once was a puppy named kel
It's really kelvin but oh well
Kel's easier to rhyme
And I didn't have time
To write something great that would sell
---------------------------------------------------------------
Had a really nice dream about my boy the other night, it was pretty hot. I think we should start using sounds soon!
---------------------------------------------------------------
Today I am reminded how life is really short, whether you live 1 day or 100 years, it is fleeting. Hug those around you a bit more, make time to be there for them. Give and spread love wherever you can. Make your mark on this world, and make it count! So in my attempt at doing just that, I want one person in this room to know I will forever love him. He brings my life so much light, laughter and love. His squeals of pain make my heart sing, his smile makes me melt and his beautiful submission makes me proud. We will figure things out in our time and our way, but until then, I look forward to each new day because he is a part of it.
And to the rest of you, you each have impacted me in some way, whether it be big of small, and I am proud to call you my friends.
---------------------------------------------------------------
Laughter is sexy.
And my boy makes me laugh every day. He's so bright, so witty, and knows me so well.
It brightens my day, relieves my stress, and makes me love and want him even more.
I never knew that humor would be so much a part if my D/s. So much a gift of renewal that my boy gives me. Being long distance, it is his way of taking care of me, and I love him for it.
-----------------------------------------------------------------
Time is the friend to show who and what is right.
As things grow time sort out good from bad, and fantasy from needs and deeds.
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