“Your blindfold is on the door. Put it on then knock.”
Surely not… But the message came again as I spotted the correct door. I knew it was the right door because it was just hanging there, off the door handle. I actually stopped and let out an “Oh Fuck”.
I groaned and mumbled my dissent but the message was quite clear, and it had already come twice, so I thought I had better get a move on. I could feel myself get wet right there and then, as I tied the blindfold around my eyes. I leaned against the wall for balance while I knocked and waited.
The door was opened and the hands that held mine gently, led me inside. The disorientation was overwhelming. Oh, but the accent in my ear. I knew that place was exactly where I needed to be.
Time had no purpose now, nor was its presence welcomed.
From her Naughty Wife diary:
My Husband opened the drawer and pulled out a blindfold and slid it over my eyes. He then led me onto the bed and tied me to the headboard. I was feeling submissive and did not struggle. I was lying on my back with my arms behind me. Martin said to relax and to stay calm and he would be right back.
I heard him go downstairs and I thought I heard the front door open and close softly. I heard noises but could not tell what they were and then heard Martin in the room. I was completely naked on the bed and felt a hand touch my breast. I jumped as it felt different.
My breathing suddenly raced and my heart jumped and began to pound. I felt such a fool and totally scared realising it was not my husbands touch. The hands started to explore my body and caress my breasts. I cried out not to touch me to get Martin but the man continued. I did not want this.
He whispered in my ear “sshhhhhhh”. I started to cry and felt the bed drop as this man climbed on. I felt him move to the bottom of the bed where my feet were and felt a strong grip on my ankles. I tried to kick but he was so very strong. He slid his hands up my legs to my knees and began to force open my legs. I felt so exposed to this man. He then lay down on top of me and I could fell his erect cock come down on my body and crush my stomach. This penis felt so powerful and hard and so big I gasped inwards at its presence on me. I was still scared but felt my pussy suddenly tingle like it had never done before.
I could tell it was wet and completely lubricated as I felt it trickle onto my arse. The man lifted himself and began to suck my now erect nipple and I had totally given myself to him. I moaned as he began to softly touch me and stroke the sides of my slim body from my shoulders to my hips. He was strong and he stopped at my hips and lifted them to him. I gasped as I felt his cock touch my cunt for the first time. I felt a coldness on my tummy and realised it was where his wet cock had been resting. There was an area just covering above my navel of his cock juice. I felt so aroused at this point as I felt the end of his penis push into my pussy slit and slid down the length of my clit to the opening of my cunt.
He felt so big and I then felt him gently begin to push his cock into me. I felt my pussy hole begin to open at the weight of this enormous cock. He just kept pushing and I seemed to open up more and more to him. I had never been with another man and this act alone started to make me come harder than I had ever come in a long time. I felt the cavity in my cunt contract in on itself and my womb pulling up to my stomach as waves of pleasure washed over my naked body.
I slid his cock deep into me and he filled me like nothing I could describe. The pleasure of it I cannot describe. He then lay on my body and I wrapped my legs around him and I asked him to take me slowly. He moved his face to mine and put his mouth to mine and I eagerly accepted it. He then began to fuck me. He pulled himself out of me to the tip of his cock and then pushed himself back into me. I was still tight to him and could fell my pussy hole being forced open. There was no pain just a satisfaction I had never felt before. He began to fuck me harder and I must have got used to his size as my cunt had slackened now as I fully allowed him to take me.
This was no more than 30 seconds after I had first come as I began to climax all over again (a complete first for one as I normally only come once). The wave of pleasure was nothing like I had ever felt. This time he was fully filling me as my cunt contracted hard on his cock.
His mouth was closed on mine and I was kissing this man as much as I could. I just wanted to give him a part of me that I had never given my husband. I wanted to completely give myself. I pulled from his mouth and begged him to release my arms which he did by untying my wrists. All the time this fit man fucked me and I started to come again. With my new freedom I began to explore his hard tight body. My hands were all over him and pulling his arse toward me. I could feel his balls banging against the entrance of my ass and I loved it.
and when the slave is ready
the Master will appear
If I die..you have to promise me
you have to promise me to clear my hard drive
before my family figures out what a sexual deviant I was
“When you stop expecting people to be perfect, you can like them for who they are.”
― Donald Miller, A Million Miles in a Thousand Years: What I Learned While Editing My Life
get over here
this ass is not going to fuck itself
Yes Little One
there will be pain involved
but only if you ask nicely
the satisfaction of finding the kinky side of a shy person
“If conversation was the lyrics, laughter was the music, making time spent together a melody that could be replayed over and over without getting stale.”
― Nicholas Sparks
Confessions..of a wiser…Sub
“In the beginning I was fooled by Dominants who were good looking, had charisma, dressed well, and had that “dominant” personae. I soon realized that these things are easy to fashion. Real Dominance is a deep and visceral thing, something that has nothing to do with the trappings of BDSM.”
BDSM and building and establishing trust
Obviously, for most relationship vanilla and non vanilla, our sense of trust has been desecrated and, particularly in intimate relationships, we can struggle with establishing trust and a sense of safety. A successful BDSM relationship is built on the concept of trust and on the mantra of “Safety, Consensuality and Mutuality” - and therefore, for survivors, being embroiled in a relationship where these concepts are highly respected can be a positive experience. In a safe and loving BDSM relationship, partners talk about guidelines and rules regarding their sexual play in a way that many people in non-BDSM relationships do not. For example, BDSM partners are more likely (because of the nature of their relationship) to talk about what what the limits of their play are - and to establish a “safe word” which will immediately stop any further play. Survivors can find it therapeutic to be involved in a relationship that has such rigid guidelines as, as long as these guidelines and rules are adhered to, it can lead to an increased sense of trust between partners, as well as an increased sense of trust in themselves and the world around them.
“Well, it seems to me that the best relationships - the ones that last - are frequently the ones that are rooted in friendship. You know, one day you look at the person and you see something more than you did the night before. Like a switch has been flicked somewhere. And the person who was just a friend is… suddenly the only person you can ever imagine yourself with.”
― Gillian Anderson