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Saturday, 25 July 2015

Used... Thoroughly

It has been a while but after my week I felt I should rekindle the blog. What an enjoyable few days I have had. After moving away to a place it is hard (but not impossible) to get a good bit of kink to satisfy my needs, I came back for a visit to my one love, London. I let certain kinky enthusiasts know of my arrival and my first was a blast from the past. He had been my first taste of rope and kink and it felt wonderful to enjoy his excellent skills again. An afternoon was spent in a hotel, surrounded by white rope and lots of fucking ensued. The best way to spend an afternoon in my opinion. He fucked all my holes and left me with a red ass. Ass play is recent for me and something that I really rather enjoy, he was more than happy to oblige. 
I put on my summer dress and, after saying goodbye, I left to join girlfriends for dinner. They were unaware that just a coupled hours previously I had been tied to a bed and fucked up the ass, and enjoyed it. 

The next day I made my way to the opposite side of London, to visit Him. A man with similar tastes to my own. He, unlike the other man, pushes me to my limits, and I love it! I have tested him before, seeing what he is willing to do to me and how far he can push me, he knows how greedy I am and enjoys (well I hope he does) being the sadistic Dom. 
I arrived, we kissed and that is where his tenderness stopped, for the time being. He locked my hands in cable ties, which are very uncomfortable when my hands were tied to the top if the door, he made me turn around, nose facing door, while I held his wallet to the door with my nose. This was not easy as I was quivering all over with anticipation. When he is in the moment he is quite honestly scary, taking none of my shit. He then best my ass with the most awful if crops, the lines on my ass today are to show for it. It hurt, a lot. But my pussy gave me away. What happened next was a bit of a blur, he made me cum a good few times, he made me hurt, he hooded me and used me, he took my ass again, he dominated me in a most delicious way.

Finally, both of us spent we went out for dinner, my ass sore as I rode a bike. His tender side came out and he was once more a gentleman. 

After enjoying a meal, we headed back and sat in his garden, we drank a bottle of wine in the garden, I cursed that it was so overlooked, which meant we couldn't play out there. I pictured myself staked out on his grass, left there to stew for a few hours in my own submissive heaven. We retuned inside and the conversation of when I last played came up. I admitted it was the previous day, he did not like that, he did not like that someone else had taken my ass. So I knew I would suffer. He then blindfolded me with the most judicious of hoods. Then he went to work again on my ass. Yet again my pussy reacted. Why do I love his sadistic side so much? Why does it turn me on? Then came the hooks, the one in my pussy was not so bad, he thatched it to the collar around my neck. I hate collars, they do do something to me though, make me feel owned, and in the moment he certainly owned me. Then he played with my ass, I had no idea what he put in there but I was to later find out it was another hook. It had a very large and painful ball on the end, which really hurt going in, after a while the pain subsided and he locked that to my collar too. I then made the mistake of saying the pussy hook might fall out, this was rectified when he tightened it, causing me to double over to stop the stretch on my pubic bone. I was owned. I started to drift off into some other place, my hands locked to the chains that held me. He filled all of my holes when he forced his stiff cock in my mouth. There was no way  I was going anywhere. All too soon I was released, his tender side coming out again. This is what I find frustrating, sadistic to tender in the flick of a switch, sometime I just want to stew in my own submissive haze for an hour or two, but I was released, and we headed to bed, I left my cable ties around my wrists, as a reminder of what I am when I am at his house, one day I hope he leaves me tied to his bed to sleep, the frustration would be fantastic. 

The next day I was woken with his cock, half asleep I gave a blowjob, not my best work admittedly. Then he got me out of bed and tied me to his banisters, gagged me (oh how I love to be gagged) and fucked me over the banisters. 
Then he moved me to the stairs, and fucked my ass until we both came in a panting mess. Leaving me to come down he ran a bath. Is it wrong that I just want to be left, tied securely, to watch him take a bath, making me know what and who I truly am? While he pushes me to my limits I always seem to want more. 

He made me breakfast and we enjoyed some normal chat, well he talked and I listened which is what mostly happens! Then, before lunch I once again found myself gagged, hooded and left while he took a work call. After lunch we said our goodbyes in the driving British summer rain. I am not sure when I will see him again but I know that my ass is off limits to anyone but him, and that will keep me wet for a while! Especially the thought of what he will do if he finds out another has used what is his! 

Tuesday, 15 April 2014

Black and blue

Is the colour of my ass! I had not done what he wanted the previous evening so he decided to spank me. First I was asked to get a gag, but I dithered, note to self, don't dither! I got a remind of what to do in the form of a slap around the face. I hurried off to get the gag. Then I was bent over his knee and spanked, really really hard! 100 spanks and it really hurt! 
The joy of him is he loves to eat pussy, and he does it really well! Really well! So the afternoon ended up with both of us a naked dirty mess, after many orgasums, lots of hot sex and a very sore pussy and ass. 
The best way to spend an afternoon in my opinion! 


Tuesday, 8 April 2014

The office

As soon as I rang the buzzer I was nervous. Last time we met he slapped me so hard I heard ringing in my ear... I knew he was bad news but here I was, standing outside his office in the pouring rain. He buzzed me in, I opened the door and walked the two flights of stairs nervously. 
As soon as I was in the door he grabbed me and pinned me to the wall and kissed me... Mmmmmm! 
Then without a word he took me to his office, bland, soulless with four walls and a big desk. The lack of personality surprised me, but then he continually surprises me! He had me kneel and blow him off... I had been waiting to do this for a while, he tasted as good as I thought. Then he said he had to make a call, so I knelt at his feet. I am not usually one to kneel at a mans feet but he has a way of asking that makes it hard to say no. 
After that he dragged me up by my hair, bent me over his desk and after a light spanking rimmed me, then threw me to the floor and licked me until I came, repeatedly! And FYI, he can lick like a lesbian! 
When he was done, he came on my ass and threw me some napkins to sort myself out. 
I was used and dirty and I had a very satisfied feeling when we walked back out of the office, into the rain, looking for that drink he promised! 

Saturday, 22 March 2014

Had to share...

What is with some men, this is just hilarious! One of the more strange messages I have received! These most amusing thing about it is; how does someone think they could grab my attention with such poor punctuation? 


Hi you dirty little slut I want you to come to my house I will rub your pant on your pussy till soaking wet pin you against wall rip then off stuff then in your mouth so you can taste your own cum then I will rip the rest of your clothes off force you to your knees grabbing your hair as I fuck your mouth making you gag as my cock hits the back of your throat slapping your face then I piss in your mouth making you thank me then tie you down face down blindfold you as I start to finger your ass and pussy two fingers then 4 then my fist making you scream and cry begging me to stop but I won't I just cover your mouth insert my. cock fucking you hard xx

In his kiss

I know I have written before, a long time ago, about how important I find a kiss, especially a first kiss. If it send shivers down my spine, towards my pussy, I know he us going to be a keeper! Or certainly someone I will want to have a second date with!
We met in a crappy backstreet pub, on a week night, he was charming but had a glint in his eye. After a couple of glasses, some niceties, and lots of flirting he kissed me! It was powerful and hot, it sent waves towards my pussy and for the rest if the night all I wanted was to lock lips with him again and again! 
The best thing about it, he is as kinky as sin! He bit my lip till I squealed, then kissed me again. My error was to bite him back, I fear he may turn my ass many shades of blue in the future... The nervous anticipation is erotic and terrifying in equal measure! 
One to watch....!

Monday, 17 March 2014

I'm back!

I'm back!

After a little break from the world of kink I am back, and once again it dominates (I get the irony) my mind and recently, my body.
I have had some fun in the last few weeks, by way of a little reward to me, having come out of a crappy vanilla relationship. I thought that going for a guy who ticked the boxes would be a good thing, but seriously, the lack of passion nearly killed me! He said it was the best sex he had ever had, I got really good a faking it! I once suggested I had a varied sexual past, but didn't elaborate, and he really didn't want to know! I now realise he was not the man for me, so it is back to kink!

I started my path back with dinner and a spanking! A very intense spanking, which was repeated a lot, through the night! It felt cleansing, like I was being welcomed back, in reality it felt good, but I will never tell him that! It also felt good sharing a bed with a man who made me feel good about myself and sexy!

We shall see what happened with him, work loads don't look good at the moment for either of us, but it would be good to stay over more at his! Now I need a good stint of inescaple bondage and I really will be back!

Right, off to search some bdsm porn and have a wank! Catch you later!


Sunday, 28 April 2013

Sore nipples

After a bit of discovering myself in far away lands I have finally come home, and I am hornier than ever!
He came over late, but as soon as he saw my little bedroom he closed the door and grabbed my hair. I was thrown because I tough we were going out for lunch, he had other ideas.
He pulled my long skirt over my head, tied a scarf over the top and proceeded to make me squirt. It had been a while since I lost control over my body like that. It didn't take long.
He then got to work on my nipples, which had been neglected in all my discovering myself. He caused lots of pain, but with nipples, where there is pain there is always pleasure.
The pain has now turned into a dull ache. Especially as it is so cold in London at the moment.