Weekend BDSM Report

[Ebonyfire]

Thanks, Ebony.


And the question of him being nilla was only in my mind. He found me on Yahoo and there was no discussion of any BDSM until i linked him to a thread here. He's an experienced Dom who was pretty sure i was nilla.

I'm thanking whatever lucky star i was under that week for MD finding me.

It is very true isn't it, that good things come when you least expect it!

Eb

 

[SierraMoon]

i will probably not have any stories to tell for awhile, but if Quint,MG and Willow keep this up, i can live vicariously through them!!! Keep the details coming girls!!! i love it!!

 

[cymbidia]

Quint, i know your backstory and i know you're hurting right now. We're here for you, darlin', while you're feeling down and we'll still be here when you're on your way and out again, getting ready to make some new stories of your own.

Babykins, almost no one hits the jackpot the first time out. You did everything right. You had a great first BDSM relationship in terms of what you learned about yourself and your needs and what you want and how much you can give. You learned something about what you don't want, too.

No matter what, all that knowledge cannot be taken from you. No matter what happens to the relationship, you've still grown from this time. No matter what unfolds between you and him, you're still a very different woman now than you were last spring.

You're a matured woman, one who knows more clearly who she is and where she wants to go.

No matter what, you've benefitted from these last months.

Open your heart, my friend. Accept that knowledge and growth are often, so often, accompanied by pain and tears.

And then move on.

Your time in the sun will come again, and it will come sooner then you think. First, though, you have to get through this part. We are here to help you with that, r. Let us do that, please. Let us help you sort through this hard part.

b.

 

[cellis]

Great MG!!!!


I can just get out the cards and look at des's future... imminent but not immediate!

Next?

 

[SexyChele]

Wow, looks like so many wonderful things are happening to so many wonderful people! This is just great!


I do have a question - more out of curiousity than anything else. M and I are going to have a playdate this weekend. (Sunday) As he has told me from the beginning, he let me decide when we would actually play "for reals", and after last weekend, I'm anxious to get some actual kink. We talked at length last night - he wanted to know exactly what I would be interested in trying and/or going further with. I tried to answer the best I could, but I simply do not have the experience to draw on. And that was when I got my "assignment". I'm just curious to see if anyone else has had to do something similiar to this.

M has asked me to come up with a fantasy involving things that I envision happening on Sunday. Since I don't always communicate such things well verbally, I asked if I could write it out. He agreed either was fine. Since writing is a way that I "let loose" with feelings and stuff, I'm already half-way through it.

Now, I know that many here have been asked by their Dominants to talk/write about the experience after their playtime, and I think that is a good thing. But has anyone been asked to do something before hand?

Not complaining here. As I said, just curious. And for the Dommes among us (as it appears the Doms do not frequent this particular thread), have you ever asked this of a sub? (Not part of the intial meeting, but for first play together)

Hoping this makes sense to somebody.....

 

[cymbidia]

Now, I know that many here have been asked by their Dominants to talk/write about the experience after their playtime, and I think that is a good thing. But has anyone been asked to do something before hand?

Not me, chele - but i think it's a marvelously inventive and softly caring technique by your prospective dominant to get you to open up about what you want and need and crave and might like to try, given that you've been - by your own account - a little less than forthcoming with the details.

Good for him!
Good for you!

I can't see that this will do anything but bring you both closer to what you - together.



(Will you post it here for us to read after you're done writing it? We'll just look it over for spelling mistakes, of course, and little grammatical errors. We have no interest in your fantasies. Really. No - really!)

 

[Persephone36]

I think that's so wonderful for you MG -- congratulations. You should feel superb and proud of yourself!


About last weekend, unless I've grossly misunderstood him (and that's always a possibility I admit) I feel hurt inside -- and I think my judgment maybe the pits. I let myself feel happy for a change that weekend -- I let him make me happy -- and I feel that maybe I shouldn't have. I don't know. He could try to convince me I have just misunderstood him -- but I'm not sure he'll bother to try anyway (I let my fury out on him long and good.) So, I'm not a happy camper right now. I don't think I've really gotten out of bed other than to feed the cat, myself a little -- and write a few things on the computer. I just sort of want to make the world go away right now. I haven't had that feeling in a long time.

 

[WillowPuss]

<snip>
So, I'm not a happy camper right now. I don't think I've really gotten out of bed other than to feed the cat, myself a little -- and write a few things on the computer. I just sort of want to make the world go away right now. I haven't had that feeling in a long time.

Perse ... I am so sorry

Please take care of yourself though ... and when you are ready - know that we are here to lend an ear.

(((hugs)))

 

[Persephone36]

Thank you Willow. You're a peach.

Don't worry, lol, I have a good therapist.

P.

 

[SexyChele]

Perse I'm sorry to hear about your not-so-good day. Don't have much to offer other than that I hope the best for you and my PM box is always open.

Hope tomorrow dawns brighter for you...

 

[SexyChele]

Not me, chele - but i think it's a marvelously inventive and softly caring technique by your prospective dominant to get you to open up about what you want and need and crave and might like to try, given that you've been - by your own account - a little less than forthcoming with the details.

Good for him!
Good for you!

I can't see that this will do anything but bring you both closer to what you - together.



(Will you post it here for us to read after you're done writing it? We'll just look it over for spelling mistakes, of course, and little grammatical errors. We have no interest in your fantasies. Really. No - really!)

Thank you, cym! I agree. It's going to show him things I'd never be able to actually state. He knows I write, but I don't think he's ever read anything I've written, but it's on its way to him.

Now...you sure you want me to post the fantasy here? I mean, it's 5 pages in length. (I never have short fantasies!) Well, okay, here goes:





As he pulled the blindfold down over her eyes, she held her breath. Unlike the scarves she had played with before, this left her in total darkness. Suddenly she was unable to determine which direction she faced, nor was she able to follow his movements.

She heard him rummaging around in the bag that he had brought with him. She slowly let out the air in her lungs and concentrated on breathing normally.

"Lift your hair."

At first she wondered if she had heard him, then she hastened to obey. Placing her hands under her heavy curls, she lifted her hair exposing her neck. She felt the soft lining of the collar touch the tender flesh of her neck, flinch slightly as he tightened it, then began to breathe easily when he secured the lock. His fingers slid between the leather and her skin, and she tingled at his touch.

She felt him move away, and she wondered what was next. The bag had been large, and at first she had been concerned. Yet, when she looked into his brown eyes, she knew there was nothing to fear.

"Extend your arms."

Her body beginning to tremble, she held out her arms in front of her. She felt the leather cuffs wrap each wrist and heard the click of a lock. Although she could freely move her arms, she was beginning to feel bound already.

"Open your mouth."

She opened her mouth, unsure of how wide. She felt hard rubber being pressed against her lips and teeth.

"More."

She opened wider and felt the ball slide between her teeth, and then felt her teeth close on a small shaft that attached the ball gag to a leather cover. The ball forced her tongue down, and she was unable to form words. She felt him locking the device behind her head.

She felt no movement, sensed he was simply staring at her. At first, she was embarassed, ashamed. Then she realized he was admiring his work - there was no shame. Not yet, anyway. She straightened her back and held her head high. She was proud to be with him, to be submitting herself to his desires, even if for only a short period of time.

She felt a pull on the collar around her neck, and she followed its lead to her knees. She realized the collar must have a ring attached to the front for just such a purpose. Or other purposes as well. As she attempted to kneel on the bed, she felt it jiggle beneath her, and she tried to steady her balance.

"Spread your legs - wide!"

As she moved to obey, she felt herself almost tumble over. She reached out to steady herself, and found his hands right in front of her. Gratefully she clutched his hands as she spread her legs wide, then held onto him until she had steadied herself. She felt the cuffs circle her thighs, heard the buckles being put together. She felt the rope against her hands and arms, and guessed he was running the rope through rings on the cuffs on her wrists. Next, she felt the rope against her thighs, and soon her wrists were bound tightly against her thighs.

Maintaining her balance was difficult, but somehow she managed. She gasped as she felt a belt circling her waist, the buckle being done up in the back. She felt rope against her belly, and figured that it had been looped through a ring in the belt. She was breathing hard behind the gag, wishing she could see, glad that she couldn't.

His lips on her nipples caused her to gasp. He sucked and licked and bit until her body was responding to his touch. His hands slid over her body, cupping her breasts before moving lower - down over her hips, to her thighs, to her shaven pussy. His fingers found her clit and rubbed gently, tenderly. She moaned against the gag, moving her hips towards him. His sudden pinch of her clit caused her to cry out. Yet the gag muffled the sound so that hardly any sound escaped. Before she could react, she felt the bite of the first nipple clamp pinching the delicate tissue. Her breathing increased and she felt her arms move against the thigh restraints. As the second clamp bit down, she cried out - again, a muffled moan against the gag. She was breathing hard, trying to get used to the feeling, when he suddenly pulled the chain that connected the clamps. The harder he pulled the tighter the bite became. She tried to hold off, but in short order her nipples started to burn and she cried out. With a soft chuckle, he released the chain and she felt it bounce against her body.

Once more she felt the rope against her belly move. Then she felt the rope first at one thigh, then at the other. As they tightened, she felt herself falling forward. He grasped her, and lowered her onto the bed. Then he tightened the rope until she was in a prostrate position, her ass extended in the air awaiting his attention.She felt vulnerable, open, exposed. She could hear him walking round the bed, and her mind was frantic with what he would do next.

Suddenly, she felt his hands on her body - caressing, fondling, tickling. Light slaps against her ass caused her to moan. He moved his fingers lower into her slit, and she could tell with the ease by which he did so that her wetness was coating her. Without warning, he pushed two fingers deep into her pussy. She cried out against the gag as she heard him laugh softly. She felt his thumb toy with her rosebud, and she prepared herself, and tried to relax for him.

Instead, she felt his fingers leave her pussy, and his hand give her ass a sharp slap.

"No, not now. Not when you think you're ready for it."

She felt him walk away, then heard him walk back. Again his hands caressed her back, her arms, her ass. Once, twice, three times his hand came down on her ass cheeks, making her moan in desire.

And then a new feeling - that of soft suede draping against her skin. It ran the length of her body, tickling in some spots.

"Feels nice, doesn't it, pet? Strange how something so soft can give quite a sting...."

The crack of the flogger against her ass caused her to cry out in surprise. Yes, the sting was there - but it was pain mixed with pleasure as his hand ran over the affected spot.

The flogger came down again, and she jumped at its sting.
She felt the tendrils wrap around her sex, the tips flicking her clit and making her groan. Between her flicks of the flogger and his hands, her mind was going crazy. How long would he keep this up?

He stopped suddenly, and his hands caressed her skin. She could feel the heat rising from her ass and her wrists were pulling slightly against the restraints on her thighs. She jumped slightly when she felt his fingers on her cheeks.

"Breathe. Take some deep breaths."

His voice came to her, gentle, caring, concerned. She realized she'd been holding her breath, and exhaled quickly. Filling her lungs quickly, she began to breathe in a normal pattern. She was once more aware of his hands gliding along her body, moving between her thighs.

She felt the softness of the suede once more on her skin. Its tendrils caressing the skin it had just heated. Her moans behind the gag told him of her pleasure, even as her body moved in time with the stroke of his hands.

Suddenly the softness was removed, and once again she heard him move away. Before she could wonder what was next, she felt a certain coolness against her. The tendrils moved along her back, up to her shoulder, and her nose caught the unmistakable scent of rubber. As the flogger moved along her body, his hands caressed her face and stroked her hair. His touch was reassuring, yet firm. Giving comfort and demanding respect in the same movements.

She felt the flogger tap against her skin, and sting was more noticeable this time. She fought the urge to hold her breath, and concentrated on keeping her breathing steady. When the sting of the rubber flogger first struck her, she cried out against the gag at the unexpected sting against the hot readiness of her ass. His hand covered the spot, massaging pleasure into the pain.

Her mind was exploding with the mixture of pleasure, then pain, then pleasure, until they mingled together. The sharp sting of rubber against her flesh caused her to scream against the gag. She could feel her body slipping into another realm, a place where she eagerly sought his strike, his touch. She wanted to feel the strike of rubber, desired it, needed it.
As the flogger once more struck her, she pulled her wrists against the restraints, but more from wanting to feel him than to stop him. The next blow bit into the soft flesh at the top of her thighs, and she saw white before her eyes even as her skin screamed out to her. Her body was moving, jerking, wanting more while at the same time fearing more. Her mind has ceased to think - she simply felt, and delighted in it.

Once again the hands moved along her body, tickling her back, caressing her shoulders. She could feel his eyes on her ass, admiring the redness that must be there, feeling the heat rising from her. She tried to express her pleasure in words, however, the gag only twisted her words into soft moans. His fingers in her hair told her he was pleased.

Suddenly she felt a new sensation. Not the soft flexible feel of a flogger. This was stiff and hard. Rigid, with the smell of leather filling her senses, her curiosity was aroused.

"Feel good? It'll feel even better, I promise."

She felt the leather tip trace over her body, and her mind frantically recalled the crop she had seen earlier. Her breathing increased, her mind whirling at the possibilities of this latest toy.

When the light flick touched the heat of her ass, she flinched and groaned. She had been expecting much more, yet her nerves were open to every feeling, every caress. She felt his fingers moving along her spine, felt herself relaxing under his touch.

The crack of the crop against her flesh made her scream as the new sensation dug into her flesh. She knew that single lash would leave at least a bruise, a reminder of her initiation. Once again the fingers touched her tender skin, following the path laid out by the crop. Again she felt the blow of the crop, and felt her body jump involuntarily. Another bruise to lay alongside the first, she knew.

The feel of his lips between her shoulder-blades caused her to shiver - the unexpected tenderness welcome and desired, comforting to her. As the lips left her skin, the crop once more came down with firmness, this time near the top of her thighs. Although muffled, her scream was clearly heard. Her body shaking, her breathing coming in rapid bursts, she knew she was now open to anything he desired.

She felt his fingers in her pussy, testing her wetness, and her body responded to his touch. Her groans she hoped told him of her desire for him. She felt the shift of the bed as he slid behind her, his hands caressing the heat and marks on her ass. Spreading her cheeks before him, opening her further, she felt the head of his cock against her wetness. She moved against him, wanting to feel him fill her. A sharp smack greeted her attempts.

"No, I'll decide when you get what you seem to want so badly."

She stopped, holding herself in check. Her body was alive with feeling, her mind reeling with all that she had experienced so far. She felt him move against her, until just the head of his cock spread her pussy lips wide, and he was barely inside of her. His hands slid up to her shoulders caressing, kneading. Yet, she was still on fire, her desire not quenched. Grabbing her shoulders, he suddenly thrust deeply into her, filling her completely. She gasped behind the gag, and began to move her body towards him. As he moved slowly within her, she felt his fingers at the back of her head. She felt the gag unbuckled, then his fingers gently prying it between her lips.

"I want to hear you now. Let me hear your desire."

As he moved with greater urgency, she cried out into mattress, each thrust bringing even more delight. She felt his fingers grabbing her hips, steadying his movements. She felt his balls hitting her clit, sensitive and ready to explode. She met each of his thrusts, concentrating on the gentle slapping against her clit.

No longer willing to control herself, she allowed her body to react to the sensations, and felt herself teeter over into the extremes of absolute pleasure as wave after wave of pleasure consumed her. His grunts above her told her that his ultimate pleasure had also been achieved as he released inside of her. They remained joined together in ecstasy as they both lived out their orgasms. Barely moving, pleasure fulfilled, they simply enjoyed each other.

Then, she felt him slip from her, and her body began to shake. She felt his fingers at the ropes at her thighs, allowing her to stretch out. She felt the belt removed, then felt his hands undoing the rope which bound her wrists to her thighs. Slowly the cuffs were removed, his hands rubbing the areas that had been restrained.

"Lift you hair again."

She lifted the curls once more, and felt his hands at the back of her throat, releasing the collar, and felt the softness slide from her skin.

“Take a deep breath and let out slowly.”

She breathed in deeply, and felt the pain of one nipple clamp being released. She started to exhale quickly.

“SLOWLY! Slowly!”

She controlled her breathing, as the pain subsided to a dull and pleasant ache. He repeated the sequence with the other nipple, then his lips and tongue found the tender flesh, gently licking, kissing, and sucking till the pain released its hold on her body.

He pulled her slowly up on the bed, then gently removed the blindfold. She could feel the heat of ass intensified against the cloth covering the bed, yet as she looked into his eyes, she knew it was worth it.

As his hands stroked her body, moving and caressing over each curve, she snuggled into his warmth. She was safe. She was secure. She was satisfied.

 

[CarolineOh]

Oh dear, Perse, I am so sorry you are feeling low.
Remember you have friends here, ready to offer their support.

 

[CarolineOh]

Bravo Chele!
Reading your fantasy sure put a glow in my afternoon!

 

[WillowPuss]

chele ...

just one word ...

WOW!




(ohhhh ... and I couldn't see any spelling mistakes - but then I was getting rather carried along, you know)

 

[Persephone36]

Thank you Chele and Caroline. You guys are the best.

Oh, and Chele -- I promise to read your story when I'm in the *right* mood it deserves, lol.


P.

 

[Quint]

Chele, that was amazing. Very evocative and well-written. The one fault:

She felt him move away, and she wondered what was next. The bag had been large, and at first she had been concerned. Yet, when she looked into his brown eyes, she knew there was nothing to fear.

She sees into his eyes, yet at this point she has already been blindfolded. o)

Other than that....*fans herself frantically* Very thorough! Exquisite description! I hope that if it turns into reality, it carries the same depth of intensity and passion.

 

[SexyChele]

Thank you very much, ladies! Glad you enjoyed it!

Quint! Let's see in a 5 page story, and you found one error, I'll take that as a good sign. Can always trust another writer who you've critiqued with to spur you on to better writing! Thanks!

 

[MissTaken]

Who has plans for this weekend?

If you aren't playing, what would you like to be doing?

 

[MzChrista]

Re: Who has plans for this weekend?

If you aren't playing, what would you like to be doing?

Im gonna come over your house.

 

[confused20]

Heh

Heh! I actually have exciting plans for the weekend!!!!

I'm meeting someone I have been chatting with for awhile now online; at the Michigan Renaissance Festival!!! He lives in Michigan too and it is something we are both interested in...

3 of my friends are also accompanying me so i wont be going to meet him alone, but if things work out well then having three friends there meens they can go off and have fun together while he and i get to know each other better...

Lord i'm excited/nervous all at the same time lol

if anyone wants to know how it goes i'll maybe post it here...although there wont be anything as *hot* as what i've read from other posters...we have both agreed that nothing sexual will be allowed to happen this first time...i am going to find it very hard to be good, and try to keep myself from trying to "tempt" him into changing that...

*too excited to keep typing*

 

[MzChrista]

Man that Ren Faire is full of perverts!

 

[MissTaken]

Of course we want to know!

Being with a Dom isn't all about sex.

I just love how his voice will caress my psyche.

YummY!

 

[MzChrista]

Damn Miss T just totally blew me off.

 

[confused20]

Know whats neat?

You know whats really neat? We met at Miss T's BDSM and Kink personals...lol....

*off again...trying to decide what the Heck i am going to wear...dang i am *such* a girl *

 

[SexyChele]

Man that Ren Faire is full of perverts!

It's all those low cut dresses and pushed up bosoms. Does it everytime!