Fetishes and Limits

I have updated my list this morning yet again. This time it is for a Dom I am interested in seeing. Nothing ever seems to go down in the ranking... It has also proven to be convenient to have this list available online... ;)

Key:      

• WILD TURN-ON, would like it as often as possible    5
• LIKE doing, would like it on a regular basis.    4
• Usually LIKE doing, on an irregular/ occasional basis.    3
• Willing to do, but has no special appeal.    2
• Don't want to do, but will.    1
• No desire, don't like, will permit if special to Dom (a soft limit).    0
• I WILL NOT DO that item under ANY circumstances (a hard limit).    NO
• Don't understand this item.    ?      

          
SlipperyWhnWhet's Fetishes and Limits as of 12/31/2010      

• Anal plug (public, under clothes)    5      
• Anal Plugs    5      
• Anal Plugs (public)    5      
• Anal Sex    5      
• Aromas    5      
• Beating (hard)    5      
• Beating (soft)    5      
• Being bitten    5      
• Blindfolds    5      
• Bondage (heavy)    5      
• Bondage (light)    5      
• Bondage (public, under clothing)    5      
• Breast whipping    5      
• Breast/chest bondage    5      
• Breath control    5      
• Bruises    5      
• Caning    5      
• Chains    5      
• Clothespins    5      
• Cock worship    5      
• Collars (worn in private)    5      
• Collars (worn in public)    5      
• Corsets (wearing casually)    5      
• Cuffs (leather)    5      
• Cuffs (metal)    5      
• Dildoes    5      
• Double penetration    5      
• Electricity    5      
• Exhibitionism (friends)    5      
• Fantasy gang-rape    5      
• Fantasy rape    5      
• Fear (being scared)    5      
• Fisting (vaginal)    5      
• Forced nudity (private)    5      
• Forced servitude    5      
• Gags (rubber)    5      
• Genital sex    5      
• Hand jobs (receiving)    5      
• Harems (serving w/other subs)    5      
• Harnessing (leather)    5      
• Harnessing (rope)    5      
• Head (give fellatio/cunnilingus)    5      
• Head (recv fellatio/cunnilingus)    5      
• Hoods    5      
• Humiliation (private)    5      
• Ice cubes    5      
• Immobilization    5      
• Including others    5      
• Kidnaping    5      
• Kneeling    5      
• Leather restraints    5      
• Manacles & Irons    5      
• Medical scenes    5      
• Modeling for erotic photos    5      
• Nipple clamps    5      
• Nipple play/"torture"    5      
• Oral/anal play (rimming)    5      
• Orgasm control    5      
• Outdoor scenes    5      
• Outdoor sex    5      
• Over-the-knee spanking    5      
• Pain (medium)    5      
• Pain (mild)    5      
• Piercing (temporary, play-pierce)    5      
• Prison scenes    5      
• Prostitution (public pretense)    5      
• Pussy worship    5      
• Pussy/cock whipping    5      
• Riding crops    5      
• Scratching - getting    5      
• Scratching - giving    5      
• Sensory deprivation    5      
• Serving    5      
• Serving orally (sexual)    5      
• Serving other doms (supervised)    5      
• Serving other doms (unsupervised)    5      
• Skinny-dipping    5      
• Slutty clothing (private)    5      
• Slutty clothing (public)    5      
• Spanking    5      
• Spreader bars    5      
• Stocks    5      
• Strap-on-dildos (penetrated by)    5      
• Strap-on-dildos (wearing)    5      
• Strapping (full body beating)    5      
• Supplying new partners for Dom    5      
• Suspension (horizontal)    5      
• Swallowing semen    5      
• Swapping (with one other couple)    5      
• Swinging (multiple couples)    5      
• Teasing    5      
• TENS Unit (electrical toy)    5      
• Triple penetration    5      
• Vaginal dildo    5      
• Verbal humiliation    5      
• Vibrator on genitals    5      
• Video (recordings of you)    5      
• Violet Wand (electrical toy)    5      
• Voyeurism (watching others)    5      
• Voyeurism (your Dom w/others)    5      
• Waxing (hair removal)    5      
• Whipping    5      
• Arm & leg sleeves (armbinders)    4      
• Auctioned for charity    4      
• Auctioning    4      
• Cock rings/straps    4      
• Competitions (with other Subs)    4      
• Examinations (physical)    4      
• Exhibitionism (strangers)    4      
• Face slapping    4      
• Flame play    4      
• Following orders    4      
• Forced homosexuality    4      
• Forced masturbation    4      
• Forced nudity (around others)    4      
• Full head hoods    4      
• Gags (cloth)    4      
• Gags (phallic)    4      
• Having clothing chosen for you    4      
• Having food chosen for you    4      
• High heel wearing    4      
• Homage with tongue (non-sexual)    4      
• Hot waxing    4      
• Humiliation (public)    4      
• Interrogations    4      
• Intricate (Japanese) rope bondage    4      
• Knife play    4      
• Leather clothing    4      
• Lingerie (wearing)    4      
• Manicures (giving)    4      
• Massage (giving)    4      
• Massage (receiving)    4      
• Nipple rings (piercings)    4      
• Orgasm denial    4      
• Pain (severe)    4      
• Public exposure    4      
• Punishment Scene    4      
• Riding the "horse" (crotch torture)    4      
• Rope body harness    4      
• Serving as a maid    4      
• Serving as art    4      
• Serving as furniture    4      
• Serving as toilet (urine)    4      
• Serving as waitress/waiter    4      
• Sexual deprivation (short term)    4      
• Shaving (body hair)    4      
• Shaving (genital hair)    4      
• Speculums (vaginal)    4      
• Speech restrictions (when, what)    4      
• Suspension (upright)    4      
• Video (watching others)    4      
• Wearing symbolic jewelry    4      
• Wooden paddles    4      
• Wrestling    4      
• Boot worship    3      
• Cattle prod (electrical toy)    3      
• Chauffeuring (driving)    3      
• Choking    3      
• Enemas (for cleansing)    3      
• Fantasy abandonment    3      
• Food play (cucumbers, sorbet...)    3      
• Foot worship    3      
• Forced heterosexuality    3      
• Hot oils (on genitals)    3      
• Housework (doing)    3      
• Hypnotism    3      
• Initiation rites    3      
• Licking (non-sexual)    3      
• Name change (for scene)    3      
• Nipple weights    3      
• Persona training (in scene)    3      
• Rituals    3      
• Straight jackets    3      
• Strap-on-dildos (sucking on)    3      
• Swallowing urine    3      
• Tickling    3      
• Uniforms    3      
• Urethral Sounds (metal rods)    3      
• Age Play    2      
• Animal Roles    2      
• Chastity belts (short term)    2      
• Chores (domestic service)    2      
• Corsets (trained waist reduction)    2      
• Cross-dressing    2      
• Cutting    2      
• Exercise (forced/required)    2      
• Eye contact restrictions    2      
• Forced smoking    2      
• Gags (tape)    2      
• Mouth bits    2      
• Phone sex (serving Dom)    2      
• Phone sex (serving Dom's friends)    2      
• Religious scenes    2      
• Restrictive rules on behavior    2      
• Rubber/latex clothing    2      
• Saran wrapping    2      
• Spandex clothing    2      
• Spitting    2      
• Standing in corner    2      
• Suspension (inverted)    2      
• Thumbcuffs (metal)    2      
• Catheterization    1      
• Erotic dance (for audience)    1      
• High heel worship    1      
• Human puppy dog    1      
• Lectures for misbehavior    1      
• Ball stretching    0      
• Bathroom use control    0      
• Chamber-pot use    0      
• Diapers (wearing)    0      
• Diapers (wetting)    0      
• Dilation    0      
• Enemas (retention/punishment)    0      
• Enforced chastity    0      
• Forced eating    0      
• Gas masks    0      
• Infantilism    0      
• Pony slave    0      
• Serving as ashtray    0      
• Sexual deprivation (long term)    0      
• Sleep deprivation    0      
• Speculums (Anal)    0      
• Tampon Training (in ass)    0      
• Asphyxiation    NO      
• Beastiality    NO      
• Bondage (multi-day)    NO      
• Branding    NO      
• Brown showers (scat)    NO      
• Cages (locked inside of)    NO      
• Cells/Closets (locked inside of)    NO      
• Chastity belts (multi-day)    NO      
• Diapers (soiling)    NO      
• Fisting (anal)    NO      
• Forced bedwetting    NO      
• Forced dressing    NO      
• Injections    NO      
• Mummification    NO      
• Name change (legal, permanent)    NO      
• Phone sex (commercial provider)    NO      
• Piercing (permanent)    NO      
• Plastic surgery    NO      
• Prostitution (actual)    NO      
• Scarification    NO      
• Serving as toilet (feces)    NO      
• Shaving (head hair)    NO      
• Sleepsacks    NO      
• Swallowing feces    NO      
• Tattooing    NO      
• Water torture    NO      
• Weight gain (forced)    NO      
• Weight loss (forced)    NO      
• Castration fantasy    ?      
• Gags (inflatable)    ?      
• Gates of Hell (male)    ?      
• Personality modification (RL)    ?     

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New Year, New Beginnings

I feel like I have been a very bad blogger. Other than my Wanton Wednesday posts (which I have missed for the past two weeks) and my Fucktoy Friday posts (which I didn't do last week), I haven't really written anything about myself since November 22nd. That's when so many things changed in my life. The past six weeks or so have been a roller coaster. So many things good and bad happening, so many changes in my life. And things continue to change. Coming into the new year, I have no idea which direction this side of my life is heading. I do know, however, that it will continue to be amazing.

A quick summary of the past couple of months is probably in order. After four months following my being released from Sir where I avoided anything that might resemble a relationship, I decided that I did want that commitment, that connection with someone. I needed a primary Dom and discovered I already knew the perfect one for me. Someone I could allow myself to grow closer to, explore ourselves together with, and I was happy. That was short lived, though, when real life events stepped in and he chose to give up the lifestyle for now at least. That left me stunned and alone again. Or so I thought at first.

In the mean time, another one of his subs, T, started serving my old Sir. She and I had connected very strongly while seeing P, and we became good friends. Our exploration of BDSM had so many parallels, it seemed we were fated to meet. Then we became more. I don't even know how to define what she and I have together, but sometimes it doesn't matter.

As T's relationship with her new Master (my old Master and friend) developed, I was happy for them. The possibility of me serving him as well came up, but at a price. Even if I wasn't going to see him, continuing to see her had the same price. He owned her now. I had to stop fucking around. No more gangbangs, no more multiple Doms. I had to be tested for STDs (clean). I agreed to those conditions. Everything was good again.

Life is often cruel, and real life stepped in again. Now Sir had to make a choice and T was left in limbo while he contemplated his choices. The hurt she felt and the thoughts she had were way too painfully familiar to me. I had just been through it with him a few months earlier. So we waited. I was able to share my experiences with her, and help her through this rough time. In the process, T and I grew even closer.

During those long weeks, I began to explore other aspects of myself with T. I discovered I loved topping her. I began to explore inflicting pain, and learned that I liked it. I still had hope that I would be able to learn more about these new things under the guidance of Sir, who is remarkably talented in those areas.

So still without any men in the picture for me since P, and now with her in limbo, we waited. And talked, a lot. We saw each other. And waited more. Finally Sir made his choice, and T was released.

After finally deciding to allow my heart back into my sex life, then having it stomped on twice by events beyond my control, I would have figured I would lock it back up again safely behind its wall. But I haven't. For me allowing myself to truly, completely put all of myself out there can hurt. But I can only be truly happy when I do. Don't get me wrong, fuckbuddys and random sex are still wonderful. But I want more. Even before I knew what it was, I have always been poly.

So now going into the new year, I am changed. I am not just a sub. Or a masochist. I am not just a switch, or sadistic. I am all of those, and more. I am able to be caring and willing to give more of myself to T and any other special people I meet. I want that. I need that. And I want to find more people to be myself completely with. Life is good, and I am enjoying this adventure.

In the mean time, there is random steamy, hot sex to be had! A week from tomorrow is my "Letting the slut back out" Gangbang party. And I am sharing it with T. What an amazing start to a new year of endless possibilities!

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Top Ten Reasons for a Threesome

*My pet, @slut_t,sent this to me this morning and it made me smile. I thought I would share it. :)

Top Ten Reasons for a Threesome

#10  Because 3 in an odd number, and we like to do it kinky

#9 More smiles, memories, giggles and orgasms for all

#8 If one has to leave for a minute, you are not left alone

#7 It's fucking hot to watch each other orgasm

#6 It's fun to gang up on each other - two on one fun

#5 There are more arms and legs to hold down the thrashing, bucking, over-Hitachied slut who refuses to safeword (*This one made me laugh out loud and wake someone up!)

#4 It's easier to get good pictures

#3 Something funny is bound to happen - and if can't laugh, you're not having fun

#2 Six arms, six legs and multiple holes, no matter which way you turn there is something to touch, suck or fill

#1 Even when you think you're finished, someone gets horny again and it starts all over (*And over, and over...)

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Fucktoy Friday 5

*While getting ready for #FucktoyFriday, deciding which avi to 'wear', I was already getting squirmy. I couldn't concentrate to write.

I am not sure I will be able to handle the #FucktoyFriday tweets in this mood. Abstinence from cock isn't easy for me.

"Good slut" you say as the last load of cum hits my face. Feeling it dripping down my body, I smile.

*Then my muse hit me.

"I need to be fucking torn apart!" I said, begging. He chuckles. "Careful what you ask for slut." He removes the blindfold.

"Is this what you had in mind?" he asks as panic shows. I turn to him as four sets of hands grab me, lift me, & pull me open.

"No Sir! Please! I've changed my mind!" "Tie her to that table, gentlemen. All holes are open, and I want to hear screaming."

A dozen hands hold me down as even more hands slide rope around my wrists and ankles. I plead with you as you watch, smiling.

"This is my company Xmas Party and you are the doorprize." As the first cock is shoved down my throat, I hear carols playing.

The crack of a whip behind me. The sound causes me to fight again. "No!" As Jinglebell Rock begins to play the screams begin.

As screams turn to sobs and my struggling stills you lift my chin. "The welts on your back look like angel's wings. Lovely."

Lost in pain, at the sound of your voice my mouth opens instinctively. Your cock slips in. "Who drew first to fuck her ass?"

I feel my arms untied. "Spread you ass for this prize winner. There are 99 more door prizes to go pet." I moan on your cock.

(Sometimes the things that come out of my own head floor me when I read them.)

*Then someone started distracting me.

From @slut_t "Walking down the street to get coffee, caught eye of the hot UPS guy. All he had to say was 'Come here slut.'”

I open myself & arch my back. Your grip in my hair tightens.I know this will hurt. You pull out to savor the screams again.

"Warm water running over your breasts. I dip my head & my tongue swirls around your nipple, drops run down my chin." ~@slut_t

It's hard for regular life to compete with my #FucktoyFriday fantasies, but right now my IMs & emails are even hotter!!! I love my life! :)

Apparently @slut_t wants to turn the torture back on me. It's working. IMs have my juices running down my legs. Excuse me. ;)

*Between her IMs and the hot emails I was getting from someone else, I gave up. I couldn't think anymore. I had to cum, and did so. Three times. After that I was far too relaxed to continue. There's always next week...

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Christmas With Louise

This is an article submitted to a 1999 Louisville Sentinel contest to find out who had the wildest Christmas dinners. This won first prize.

As a joke, my brother used to hang a pair of panty hose over his fireplace before Christmas. He said all he wanted was for Santa to fill them. What they say about Santa checking the list twice must be true because every Christmas morning, although Jay's kids' stockings were overflowed, his poor pantyhose hung sadly empty.

One year I decided to make his dream come true. I put on sunglasses and went in search of an inflatable love doll. They don't sell those things at Wal-Mart. I had to go to an adult bookstore downtown.

If you've never been in an X-rated store, don't go. You'll only confuse yourself. I was there an hour saying things like, "What does this do?

You're kidding me! Who would buy that?"

Finally, I made it to the inflatable doll section. I wanted to buy a standard, uncomplicated doll that could also substitute as a passenger in my truck so I could use the car pool lane during rush hour. Finding what I wanted was difficult. Love Dolls come in many different models. The top of the line, according to the side of the box, could do things I'd only seen in a book on animal husbandry. I settled for Lovable Louise. She was at the bottom of the price scale.

To call Louise a doll took a huge leap of imagination. On Christmas Eve and with the help of an old bicycle pump, Louise came to life.

My sister-in-law was in on the plan and let me in during the wee morning hours. Long after Santa had come and gone, I filled the dangling pantyhose with Louise's pliant legs and bottom. I also ate some cookies and drank what remained of a glass of milk on a nearby tray. I went home, and giggled for a couple of hours.

The next morning my brother called to say that Santa had been to his house and left a present that had made him VERY happy but had left the dog confused. She would bark, start to walk away, then come back and bark some more.

We all agreed that Louise should remain in her panty hose so the rest of the family could admire her when they came over for the traditional Christmas dinner. My grandmother noticed Louise the moment she walked in the door. "What the hell is that?" she asked. My brother quickly explained, "It's a doll."

"Who would play with something like that?" Granny snapped.

I had several candidates in mind, but kept my mouth shut.

"Where are her clothes?" Granny continued. "Boy, that turkey sure smells nice Gran" Jay said, to steer her into the dining room. But Granny was relentless. "Why doesn't she have any teeth?" Again, I could have answered, but why would I? It was Christmas and no one wanted to ride in the back of the ambulance saying, "Hang on Granny, hang on!" My grandfather, a delightful old man with poor eyesight, sidled up to me and said, "Hey, who's the naked gal by the fireplace?"

I told him she was Jay's friend. A few minutes later I noticed Grandpa by the mantel, talking to Louise.

Not just talking, but actually flirting. It was then that we realized this might be Grandpa's last Christmas at home.

The dinner went well. We made the usual small talk about who had died, who was dying, and who should be killed, when suddenly Louise made a noise like my father in the bathroom in the morning. Then she lurched from the panty hose, flew around the room twice, and fell in a heap in front of the sofa.

The cat screamed. I passed cranberry sauce through my nose, and Grandpa ran across the room, fell to his knees, and began administering mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. My brother fell back over his chair and wet his pants. Granny threw down her napkin, stomped out of the room, and sat in the car.

It was indeed a Christmas to treasure and remember.

Later in my brother's garage, we conducted a thorough examination to decide the cause of Louise's collapse. We discovered that Louise had suffered from a hot ember to the back of her right thigh.

Fortunately, thanks to a wonder drug called duct tape, we restored her to perfect health.

I wish you a Merry Christmas!

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Corset

Monday I went to go see J before work. Why would I test myself like that, going to his home knowing I couldn't fuck him? Because he is my friend, and I have missed him. I can also trust him, even when I can't trust myself. Besides, he had presents for me...

The first was a corset. Actually it was a gift from his sub. But it was pretty, and I had to try it on of course. It's fun having friends you can hang out with in your underwear!

The second was a surprise. A female sadomasochist switch. Someone that I could practice on with no fear and who would beat me as well. We communicated our own needs to each other by the way we beat each other. It ended up being a bit like a duel with floggers and crops, each trying to hurt the other more. The corset and my high heeled leather boots helped set my mood. And J happily filmed it all. ;)

So my submissive and masochist parts left happy. My newly discovered dominant and sadistic parts were grinning and plotting new tortures for @slut_t. But the slut part, dripping wet, flying in subspace, and in the same room with an amazing and talented cock, was mighty pissed off when I went to work unfucked.

She will be all right, though. Either way she will get what she needs soon. Even if my first choice falls through, she is already working on *one hell* of a backup plan! ;)

Do you feel like sometimes you want to be a little more than just half naked? A bit more than just slightly suggestive? For the weeks you want to play with the wicked & wanton crowd, feel free to join us on Wednesdays.

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Girls Night: Beat Me (guest blog)

*Written by @slut_t about me topping her. Thank you. I am flattered. :*

and then i said....next time i want You to beat me, that is how we ended our first alone time together. this is the next time.

the tasks helped. For the non-techno sub, having to figure out how to get the songs from the round shiny things onto the computer and have them play through the speakers was a good distraction, that i accomplished the task made me feel calmer. The next task of preparing the room with the toys is one i embraced happily, this i can do and i got out the suitcase, it holds over 40 lbs of every sex toy imaginable. We know why i have them, they are on loan for now, with orders to use them and we both know how to follow orders. Being together, just the two of us is still new, we both felt our world had tipped a little sideways and we needed to figure out how to walk again, since we are sluts we decided to do this laying down, naked, together. Excitement and wetness and anticipation flowed as i laid out each item, cuffs, restraints, rope, floggers and crops and because there are like twenty dildos i arranged them on the floor on top of the suitcase, all organized for You; later when You said i had done well and that You knew i would get it right this slut smiled.

Then You called, You were getting on the ferry, i left the house and when i got there You were waiting. Getting in the car You asked if i was nervous and i said no and i wasn't i felt very calm, You said that You were but then You pulled out the collar and said it was for me, You fastened it around my neck and told me it's story. I remembered that You had brought it with You the last two times we were together but it wasn't used, with us everything and nothing is a coincidence, it was meant to be worn this night, so pretty the sparkly heart winked back at me when i looked in the rearview mirror. Arriving at the house we went inside and drank some wine and smoked some naughty, talked and relaxed. There is always a moment when you know something changes, there is a look or touch or word spoken and then we were upstairs. I started the music and You set up the room how You wanted it, calling me over to the bed we kissed and You hooked the leash on the collar, put the cuffs on my wrists and ankles, blindfolded me and put in the ball gag and then You tied me to the bed face down. My beautiful four poster bed, You would be the first to tie me here, another long awaited desire coming true for me, so both of us would share another first because now You began to tease me with the crop. Don't be upset, but i don't remember much of my time here, i think i just let myself go, i was there for You. i know i came over and over, i know You alternated between pain and pleasure, they are intertwined for me. Then i felt you begin to untie me dragging the rope gently across my skin and i heard the music again and the song was Alice from Alice in Wonderland and i began to laugh, of all the songs to play at that moment that song alone meant more to me than any other, i am the girl who fell down the hole, drank from the bottle and entered wonderland and here i was, tied to my bed, skin tingling from Your touch. But You were not done with me, eyeing the ottoman you moved it over, i got up but did not make it far, sitting on the floor the moment was intimate and intense and You caught it on camera. You told me to get on all fours on the ottoman, You would not tie me down, i was to stay still. The nipple clamps pulled and the chain connecting them was in my mouth, you flogged me and it felt delicious, You got out Your favorite torture device the hitachi and forced orgasm after orgasm telling me to get back up on all fours when i would collapse, ordering me to pull my head up which tightened the clover clamps on my nipples, and having me hold the hitachi against my clit you caught it on camera again. Watching me You saw i almost safe worded, but i held back, we are both the most stubborn masochist sluts on the planet. At some point i collapsed, my clit and body spent.

i think we went downstairs, and You were hungry, i think we smoked and ate something. i remember at one point You said now it's my turn and i got very excited. i had been given a task, a very special task from my Master. Going back upstairs, i touched and kissed You and had You lay down and i rubbed my pussy against Yours and heard You moan, i began to work my way down Your body, kissing and licking and sucking Your nipples, my hands touching everywhere, i could feel Your body's response to my touch, Your skin soft and warm, Your breath came faster and moans escaped from Your lips. I slowly began to lick You, Your clit swelled beneath my tongue and i brought You to the edge and backed off, and then i did it again inserting two fingers into Your hot wet dripping pussy and slowly stroked You inside and did not stop licking your clit; as You began to cum i backed off again pulling my fingers out only to put them back in and put another finger deep in Your ass and i never stopped licking Your clit. You came, hard, and then harder, Your body convulsing and when You were still i removed my fingers and caught the moment on camera. Laying myself over Your body i slowly whispered in Your ear "that was for you from Sir".

i gave You a little time to recover and then rolled You over. As i sat there looking at You i had this overwhelming feeling that i was a little girl and you were my toy and how exciting, You came with accessories....i went over and picked out a few dildo's, the shiny ones that wiggled and twirled and now it was time to play. And i played with You and made You cum and then cum some more until You were hanging off the bed, Your head was touching the floor and i giggled. Pulling You up i laid You out again, and my mood changed again all i wanted was to touch You and i started again from the top and worked my way down, as i got to Your clit the music playing caught Your attention, Linkin Park, Great Divide and i felt Your entire body shudder, and i knew somehow that You needed something, You needed release. i made You cum, hard and You cried out, at that moment i felt i had had given You what You needed most of all and i smiled.

The rest of the night we spent snuggled in each others arms. The next morning before You left we talked, You wanted some feedback about beating me, I asked "when You are being beaten what is it You want tested, You replied "my limits" and i said, so when You are beating me what do You think i want? You replied "your limits tested". Yes, i said.

You beating me is not about me. I am simply the object being beaten. When i offer and submit myself to You i release myself to that purpose, it is now about what You feel, what You embrace, what needs You are getting met. Don't think about me, know that i trust You. The beautiful, hot, amazing thing about this exchange is that my needs are ultimately met in simply being the vessel used.

...next time i want You to beat me.

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Chains

 

On Saturday night, I did this to her. It was one of many things I did. This photo, the reflection in the mirror, that whole moment in time means so many things to me.

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And she did this to me, delivering a very special present in a very specific way, a surprise. This was me nearly passed out from only one orgasm. But *what* an orgasm!

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Fucktoy Friday 4

*My #FucktoyFriday tweets actually continued from the audio post here.

Your body arching to feel the crop rub your clit. "Be careful what you ask for slut." I draw back and the crop hovers.
 

I hesitate. I'm nervous. Your body is aching, needing to be used, torn apart. This hunger is new... scary... strong...
 

I bring the crop down hard. You jump & a groan escapes. I gently rub the welt, my first, admiring the look and feel of it.
 

I kiss the mark and lick up your back. I trace your neck with my tongue. "Beg me to hurt you now." Muffled, you beg.
 

"It doesn't matter if you're begging me to continue, or to stop. I don't care. You are my toy & I feel like painting it red."
 

I uncuff you & drag you off the bed by your leash. I shove you down face first. You feel the ottoman, moaning. "Kneel on it!"
 

On display, you hear my camera. "These are your 'before' pictures. I may only share them with Sir, or I may tweet this live."
 

... to be continued after I decide which to do Saturday night... ;)

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Puppet

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I pause and survey my work. You lie naked, bound to the bed, quivering.

“I don’t care what you think. I know what I can make this body do, and it’s going to take pain to get there.”

You moan. I feed off the energy coming from you. I blindfold and gag you.

“I don’t want your opinion. You are a puppet to me right now, and I’m going to pull all of your strings.”

You gasp and shudder as you feel the crop begin to gently tease up your inner thigh, tied open and vulnerable...

*Now continued here.

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Right Now

Posting a Wanton Wednesday pic always gives me a chance to look back on my past week. This week I do not feel like I have been wanton at all.

I did have a fun Friday, first topping a young lady for real live on Twitter so her Master, my friend, could watch, then an amazing night with my girlfriend in real life. But neither felt wanton. Both felt intimate, personal, and caring. Even being fisted for the first time felt loving, special.

I guess I equate my definition of wanton with how slutty I feel. In that case, this is going to be a boring post. My slut side is tied up right now, struggling against her bonds in the corner. She is screaming "There are not just one, but TWO orgies going on now this weekend!" She is not allowed to make decisions right now.

The submissive and masochist are in charge at the moment. The submissive is happily kneeling and following instructions from her Master. The masochist is thinking "Somebody needs to beat me right fucking now!", but understands waiting patiently will get that need fed.

There is also now a new voice, a toppy, sadistic voice starting to talk. It surprises me.

So here I am, with this constant struggle going on in my head, squirming, getting through my day. If someone were to ask me what I am feeling right now, I would say this:

A submissive gesture? A scream? A bite? Perhaps a groan, a moan, or a gasp... So many things, all at once.

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