Utter Peace

This weekend was just plain awesome.  

But that is a different post. 

Just To Sum Up:

I was supposed to go to Saturday's fetish party with a friend who was not able to make it.  My friend Max offered me a place to crash after vanilla event that we both would be at.  I eagerly agreed, knowing that i would be safe in his care (even if my mother is paranoid).

It helps that he's amazingly attractive, even if he's old enough to be my dad (notice i said dad not father). We had had one encounter before, at his home, and it was sizzling.  I'm not going to gush about that afternoon... at least not tonight.  He had previously made hotel arrangements at a hotel close to the club, so after the event we went there.

We played for a bit then went to dinner.  When we got back he gave me a crash course in how he liked to be served by a submissive.  And it was in those moments of learning that i felt total and utter peace.  To be kneeling on a pillow at his side of the bed, serving him his drink; head down, eyes closed and hands cupped and held upwards ready to hold his drink when he put it down again.  Just that feeling of contentment was eye opening for me.

With the one other Dom that i have been with, i never had that level of contentment, deep down and to my soul. My head heart and spirit was at peace; both at the hotel as he taught me, and while we were at the club as he played with me and as we just stood and people watched.

All in all I had a fantastic weekend....

Stay tuned for a full recap later on when i'm not so bloody tired.

Fetish Night @ Purgatory 11-14-2009

So Saturday I went with Master to the Fetish Party at Purgatory and we had a blast. I wore my black and white mini skirt, gartered thigh high hose, my black and pink bra and panty set, and a black vest that I put on to cover up my belly since I don’t like the pudgy tummeh (grumbles and prods jiggle belly). Didn’t do much with my hair and makeup this time around, left my lips bare so that Master could kiss me. I wore my collar and took my leash along this time so that Master could lead me around properly. I carried His flogger with me as we got to the club. Once inside we wandered around a bit, checking out the play areas, the dance floor and checking to see if anyone we knew was there.  


We wandered out back and were met by two fellow members of Fetlife (Deiter and Erebus) and we stood about and chatted for a bit before breaking off, my Master and I hanging out outside for a little bit more, taking in the cool night air. Eventually we went back inside and danced, his hold on my leash letting me know whether he wanted me close or whether he wanted me in a grande plie, before I bobbed back up. 


We danced through a few songs before wandering around the club again, the fog from the machine and cigarette smoke permeating the air and clouding our vision slightly. We headed into a side corner where the larger play area was and it was there that we found Deiter and Erebus there, Dieter playing with his companion on the table and Erebus in the crowd watching him play. Then Erebus decided that it was time to get me ready. He has asked permission from my Master the night before if he could rig me up in a hog-tie idea that he had thought up and had gotten cleared to do it. While Deiter wound down Erebus started rigging me up, eventually putting me face down on the couch that was in the area, slipping a rope gag into my mouth and trussing me up so that all the movement I was able to do was bob my head up and down, wiggle my ass and kick slightly (though that tugged on my head since my gag was attached to my ankles).






Above is the full rigging as photographed by Erebus. He allowed me a few minutes to relax into the bonds, get used to the pull and tug of each movement. Honestly I also felt a strong sense of comfort by being bound in that way, though the gag pulled at my lower lip.

 

After I was allowed to get used to my bounds My Master, he pulled out His crop and spoke to me, asking me if I wanted Him to use his crop on me. I nodded whole heartedly, loving the sting of his crop.

 I floated through most of the session. I was spanked, cropped and Erebus even took out his flogger or used my Master’s flogger to flog my ass. There was one time when a Lady asked my Master’s Permission if She may spank me. He granted it and she proceeded to kneel and spank me and used Her nails on my ass, arm and back. The first scratch was testing and when I raised my head in pleasure She scratched me more. I think it was then when I started floating into subspace. 

I wiggled, thrashed and squealed through the gag if a particularly hard blow hit me, and as punishment the main line was lifted so that my head was pulled back sharply and a harder blow was struck. Finally the play was stopped, whether by my Master or Erebus but Erebus knelt down by my head again and told me that he was going to untie me. I gave a small not in assent and slowly I was unbound, spitting out the gag when I found that I had the chance. Erebus asked me if I had had a good time and I gave him a happy smile and told him that I really truly did. I was worried at the time that it was later than it was, even though it was only 1:30 in the morning; guess that’s what happens when you hit subspace huh? 

 We went and got a drink later, only getting water for me since the rope had dried out my mouth. After we danced a bit we headed back over to the couch where I had been bound and relaxed. Erebus came back and requested that he would be allowed to flog me. Coolly my Master handed over my leash and with a rough tug Erebus put me on my feet, giving me a wry smile and telling me he was a little bit more aggressive than Master. I replied that I did not mind in the least and he bent me over the couch, lifted my little skirt and began to flog me. 

 A smile slowly began spreading across my lips, even though there were a few particular thwacks that had me arching my bag in pain. He nudged my legs farther apart so a few hits got me square on my pussy and it made me even more hot and bothered. After a few moments he turned me onto my back and started flogging my front, though one blow landed too hard on my ribs and had me near tears. But between my Master’s soothing words and Erebus’s calming touches and apology I was back into the scene and writhing and arching in pleasure.

When the party broke up, we headed back to my Master’s place. He teased me the whole way home, bringing me close to orgasm but never letting me reach it until we went up to His room and I pleaded with Him to let me suck His cock. He let me and then also bent me over the side of His bed and fucked me, delving deep into my core. Despite my need to want to stay until He came, I regretfully had to leave to get home at a decent time so that I could have a few hours sleep before I had to go to work at 11 am. 

 All in all it was an amazing night and I plan whole heartedly to go to the next one in December, and this time I’m taking the whole weekend off so that I could sleep longer than just a few hours.

This Past Kink-ish Weekend With My Man (NSFW PHOTOS)

So this past weekend my BF and I took a mini vacation 'away from it all' even though we stayed in the Boca area.  I ended up giving in to my urge to get the heck out of the office early, so at five o'clock i busted my ass out of the office, my excitement mounting as I got to my car and drove to pick up my BF.

Of course the smart ass had to "punish" me for leaving work early, so we went down Powerline Rd to browse the Adult Warehouse.  It was fun looking at some of novelty things, as well as the kinky items.  Eventually he bought a Japanese Silk Rope 'kit' of sorts and then we headed to dinner as we both were pretty hungry.

We hit up a great restaurant called Stir Crazy, and sat and ate there, being like the silly love birds that we are.  There was some serious discussion mixed in as well, but for the most part it was a quiet dinner together.

Finally we headed to the hotel.  It was a beautiful room, with a king sized bed, that was so fluffy and soft and warm.

(image taken from Renaissance Marriott Boca Website)

We settled in, and the Dominant side of my man came out.  He ordered me around, used me and 'abused' me so wonderfully. He fucked me, spanked me, made me cum again and again.  The dark passion and power in his face and eyes was enthralling and arousing.  I am easily affected by that expression, and I am eager to kneel at his feet to be privileged to see that look.

Afterwards he switch roles and put on his collar like a good puppy and i lead him to the couch and made him lick me till i came twice all over his face.  Being the good mistress that I am I cleaned up his face with a cool cloth and lead him back to the bed to give him his reward, which he thoroughly enjoyed as he likes having his cock sucked and blown almost as much as i love doing it.

Then there was the 'challenge' of sorts that I issued him.  He knows i have a inner wolf, and i wanted to find his beast.  God was that a thrilling bout of wrestling and grappling.  One part that I remember was that in an act of defiance i actually spit in his face.  The black cloud that went over his face was insane, and with a snarl he spit on my face and rubbed it all over so that my skin was covered in his spit.  It was thrilling, dont know why i liked it but i did.  Granted i wont do it every time, but in that moment it seemed to do the trick.

Everything was going fine until my wolf left me.  I was bent over onto the bed, his hand was in my hair and the other was binding my wrists behind my back.  Maybe it was him constantly shoving my face into the mattress that did it, or something else but she left me and didn't give me time to recover and suddenly i crashed. I slipped to the floor shaking and crying, the feeling of loss and emptiness filling my mind.  I couldn't feel my wolf at all and that scared me as well.

As a result my BF and I ended up cuddling on the bed, myself curled up in a ball and him spooning behind me, kissing and nuzzling my neck and back.  We talked and snuggled some more.  After a while we made love, and the passion and desire was in his eyes again.

Then the fun stuff was the next night.  He put pillows on the couch and bent me over the pillows, taking me from behind and making me squirt and cum over and over again, just the way I like.

Afterwards he spanked me and took pictures of me hanging out and recovering from the pounding that I got.

Needless to say they will have to get that couch professionally cleaned. =)

Such a good spanking.  I was sore for a few days after that. Had to sit on my thighs so that my ass wouldnt hurt.

Oh well, was a great weekend, and I cant wait to spend another with him.

My First Personal Forray Into BDSM

So last night was the very first time that I have been in a TRUE D/s situation.  There is certainly a lot that I will need to learn and that I can learn from him.


I was taught the "poses" of a submissive, or at least two of them.


The first being while in front of my 'Master' (since neither of us have figured out a 'name' to call him while we play), I had to be on my knees with my hands tucked behind my back and my head down until He says otherwise  (Which is fine by me, though I have requested that I be allowed to kneel on a pillow or folded towel next time, because I woke up this morning with major knee pain. No less I have knee problems as it is, but that is what experimenting is for). 


When He was satisfied that I knew my "place" he allowed me to look up at him, and swayed his pelvis from side to side across my face, letting me feel how hard he was and teasing me. It was then He fisted His hand in my hair, pushing me back against His bed, my throat exposed,  and told me His rules.  When I agreed to His rules, the play/training commenced.


He proceeded to ask me what I wanted and asking me how much I wanted His cock.  When I had 'begged' Him enough, He allowed me to take His pants off (though He wanted me to try to do it without my hands... -YEAH RIGHT!-) and proceeded to tease me with His cock, making me hold it on my lips but not allowing me to taste it or put it in my mouth. Though He didn't help it any when He started to pinch and twist my nipples, making me gasp softly, which caused me to open my mouth only a little bit. But i was a good "little bitch" as He called me and didn't take Him into my mouth until He told me I could.


When He did I thanked Him with a coyly dark look in my eye and started sucking on his cock. He has such a delicious curve to his cock, that was perfect for taking Him deeper into my mouth.  When He was satisfied with me He ordered me to stand up and get on the bed.  I gave a wicked grin and asked Him, "Why should I?" Mmm.... and then He stuck His cock under my lips and found my clit and with an expert hand, rubbed me to cumming.  I came at lease twice over His hand and cock, and He made me clean up His hands and cock before ordering me again onto His bed.


It was then when He taught me the second submissive posture that he preferred. Face down on His bed with my knees spread, ass in the air and my feet together, which He praised me for understanding so well. He rewarded me by licking my pussy and making me cum slightly.  He made me kneel over Him with a classic 69 position and licked me until i came all over His face, even as He pumped His dick into my mouth.  After a while He had me sit up and He made me clean His face, licks and kisses, cleaning up all of my dirty girl cum.


After that He teased me with His cock even more, making me beg over and over again for His cock, pleading with Him to just fuck me already with His cock. When I was practically crying for His cock was when He told me to go get his bag so that he could retrieve a condom (one of my rules) and told me to get in the position He liked.


From there we fucked, Him spanking my ass and biting my shoulders and neck, his finger busy playing with my asshole.  I squirted as I came again and again, and He even laid down on top of me, making His dominance even more known. Though I did plead at one moment for Him to sit up, because I was overheating a bit (which is a damned rarity for me!) and as I recovered a bit, He flipped me over and drove deeper inside of me, calling me names and grunting as I tightened my cunt around His cock.


I whispered in His ear if He wanted to cum in my nasty pussy, and He replied that He did, and proceeded to pump into me and bite me with His VERY sharp teeth on my shoulder and neck, calling me His little bitch, sluttly whore, etc. After He had cum, He pulled out and we both lay panting on His bed, basking in the afterglow of an amazing fuck as well as taking in the cool air coming from His overhead fan.


Skip over silly bits that mean nothing really, shower, talkies, blah blah blah.....


Theeen... He brings out the fun stuff.  Well before that He tells me to get back on the bed and back into position and to close my eyes.  I do, curious to see what has caused the twinkle in His eyes. I hear rather than see Him take out the flogger, and i look back at Him with a grin on my face, my ass already swaying, begging to be flogged. 


He flogs me, He canes me, and even uses a riding crop on my ass.  But one of the best moments in that first session was the aftercare.  He patted His lap as I had slid to the floor to check on my text messages, and I sat on His lap and He gave me a wonderful massage, as well as caressing my skin from my back to my front and then back again.  It was an comforting moment, and the purpose of the whole 'ritual' i suppose.  Though we never really got to complete it because I wasn't able to brush His hair like He wanted me to. But that will be saved for next time, because He and I both know that there will be a next time.


I have a lot to learn from Him, that is for sure.