Come and be Dommed Thread (or the other way around) for DVS &?

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Come and be Dommed Thread (or vice versa -- be Dommed &....) for DVS? & ?

Hi DVS, and others. Don't know if you are interested but I had this idea.

Picture DVS striding in (I see him as long-legged and lanky) and seating himself at a plain throne against one wall. He nods and she comes in.

Face down and shy, she is naked and her alabaster skin has goosebumps, as her bare feet shuffle forward. Her glowing hair falls around her face.

He points with a finger. Down. She awkwardly moves down into a kneel, then remembers, assuming a graceful pose, hands locked behind her, chest out, eyes tightly closed.

'No.' His voice is soft and serious. Sounds almost sad, disappointed that she didn't understand his command. 'All fours.'
She drops to her hands, the palms blushing pink against the cold smooth tile of the floor, eyes still squeezed shut.
He steps lightly from his seat, a thin reed behind his back in one hand, as he bends to inspect.
The touch of the reed tip against the flesh of her round silky bottom, makes her flinch.
He traces a line around her body with it as he walks. A thin pink line around from her hip across her side, over her shoulder, neck bone, the other shoulder and side and then with a twist of his wrist, he flick the end against her ass quick and sharp enough to draw an intake of breath.
'Spread, please.' His words are calm, and she settles her knees farther apart, spreading herself before him. 'Head down.'
She lets the left side of her face rest on the cold ground, forearms rest there too, but the tension remains in her legs making them shake. Her breathing is fast now as she waits, back swayed, hips and ass high, nether cheeks wide.

Anyway, I was thinking that someone, say DVS, might consider coming by to Dom if suitable subjects were to make themselves available?

Can we do this? has it been done already?
Interest in continuing?

:rose:
:catroar:
 
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Is this something like Guest Dom night? And, I'm the first? Interesting...maybe I could get it started and other Doms could come in and take turns with it?

Well, first of all, you have my voice down pretty good. I never raise my voice. I don't have to. I just speak in a calm, clear voice, and it works quite well.

There is no need to make a fuss about things like that. If you don't do what I want, I will just force you. I like to force. It's a lot of fun to make things fit where they don't seem they will. I doubt I'm alone in that.

But, lanky? OK, I'll go with that. I am tall, and I'm very sure I was lanky at one time. And, why spoil the image that's been created. :)

I also don't really "Dom" but I understand that as a descriptive name, and that is fine. I feel "torment", "use" and "abuse" are better words. Put the word sexual in front and you have a party.

I also have more fun when a submissive fights a little. I like it when she "acts" like she doesn't want something to happen. But, we both know it is going to happen. I like to take things slightly over the edge, too, when possible. Of course, that's not always possible.

Now, as for this lovely who's at my feet? I do love a willing victim. She wants it to happen, but has no idea just how far it will go. That's where the victim part comes in. :D

We'll see how this goes, OK? Writing about DVS, I'll write it in third person. First person doesn't work for me. I hope third person works for you.

I decided to move the text of the story to the next post, so it might help the flow for the reader. I didn't want any one to lose their way. :D
 
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So, am I suppose to continue, I guess? :confused:
 
After inspecting his beauty, he leaned down and grasped both of her wrists in his right hand. "Move if you want, but remember, if I feel you move too much, I will tie you. I'll probably tie you anyway. Do you understand?"

Her voice was very meek and soft-spoken. "Yes, Sir."

He chuckled under his breath. What would that little meek voice sound like while she was experiencing pain. Maybe she was meek because she thought she should. "I don't mind how you've come to me, but I don't require such status from you.

You are here for a reason, and we both understand that. That in itself is a submissive act. I will create my own status in the course of your stay."

"Yes, Sir. Thank you for understanding."

"Understanding? Oh, I understand, I just don't find it necessary."

He held her wrists together with his right hand and traced the crack of her ass with his left. Her slender cheeks separated because of her position. His fingers easily touched her ass hole. He felt it twitch from the initial touch of his finger.

His hand continued on until he felt her pussy lips. As his finger pushed against her outer lips, they parted, revealing her inner wetness to his touch. Her body moved slightly, as she caught her breath. He could tell she enjoyed being in his control.

His exploration continued until he reached her clit. He rubbed it lightly, smearing her own moisture over it, lubricating it. Again, she moved, a bit more than before.

Her body seemed to be quivering slightly. She was anticipating what was to come. She had no idea what to expect. She was just sent to him for discipline. She knew little more than that.

Without any warning, he pushed his bird finger into her wet pussy. It got the reaction he knew it would. She gasped from the initial shock, but tried not to move more than that.

He smiled. She was reluctant to show him her lust. That was interesting. He thought that would be a good starting point for her mental torment. "I can see how you wiggle your toes. You are nervous. Maybe you should be, maybe not. That's something that will be decided in a while."

He leaned down and whispered into her ear. "I can also tell you are enjoying what I'm doing. Kneeling this way, with my hands on top of your back, I can feel you breathe. I can nearly feel your heart beating. I know when you gasp or twitch. When I plunged my fingers into your pussy, I could tell you enjoyed it. When I took them out, you were disappointed."

She blushed when he told her. She thought she had concealed her feelings from him. She thought she was only there to be disciplined. She had no idea he was going to expose her thoughts, too.

She did her best to remain still, as he continued to whisper into her ear. I know you enjoy this, so far. I can tell. I also know there will be things you won't enjoy, later. But, because of how I torment you now, you will be more willing to do as I want, later. In fact, later, I'm sure there will be times you will ask for discipline. You will be so filled with lust you will do everything I tell you, without hesitation. If you don't think this is true now, just remember that I've told you this."

He raised up and stood above her. "Don't move from that position. Understand?"

"Yes, Sir." She didn't move, leaving her hands together behind her back, just as he left them. She didn't have to wait long. He came back with a binding of some sort for her wrists. With one strap, he enclosed both of her forearms. Then he laced it tightly.

With her forearms secured together behind her back, her mind started to wonder. Who was this man? Why was she sent to him? What would he require her to do? What would it take to satisfy him? Would he go beyond basic discipline in the course of her correction?

He knew the answers. She was left in the dark on purpose. The limited information heightened her senses, exactly the same way it caused her to think of the questions. A large part of domination is control. And, a large part of control is mental. Control the mind, and the body follows. But, in some cases, if you stimulate the body in just the right ways, the mind hasn't got a chance.

Naked, then bound, she was beginning to feel the first strong twinges of his control. Feelings of the naughty submissive, a slave to be punished or maybe a helpless victim. Any of these would surely fit, for the time being. He sat down in front of her...watching.

"During your time here, you will do as I say, when I say. When you don't, you will suffer some sort of unpleasantness. The first will be mild, but the severity will increase in the event you continue to disobey. It’s as simple as that. Those are the only rules. There will be times when I will use you, for my pleasure. You might enjoy it, but you might not. Either way, you will endure it to my satisfaction. I will keep you naked and bound for the duration. You will have no choice. Do you understand?"

Still in the kneeling position, her quiet voice quivered as she answered. "Yes, Sir."

"Remember, I do not require that you call me Sir. You don't have to always kneel before me, except for those times when I tell you to. You may speak when you wish, and ask any question you wish, unless I tell you to remain quiet."

"Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir."

"I give you these liberties for my own reasons. I like to know what you're feeling. I enjoy the show. And, If you enjoy something, I want to know. I don't like silence. On the other hand, I know there will be times when you won't enjoy something, and silence is not possible. Feel free to speak your mind. Praise me, or curse me. Get it all out of your system. Just so you understand, your pleas and protests will only excite me further. You are here for one purpose and that is discipline. Discipline can be anything I desire it to be."

He sat in front of her and told her to rise up. When she did, she saw him holding his hard cock. She couldn't take her eyes off of it. The head was hard and purple, with precum oozing from the tip. She licked her lips in anticipation of what she hoped was soon to come.

While stroking his cock, he gave her strict commands of what was expected of her. "You will learn to be an expert cock sucker. You will eagerly swallow this cock and fuck your mouth with it. You will act as if you can't get enough, licking, sucking and taking its length down your throat. You will deep throat it, when I tell you to. If you can't perform any of this to my satisfaction, you will be punished. After you have been punished, you will get a second chance to perform. If you fail to please me with that attempt, you will be punished again. You will be punished until you perform correctly, or until I am satisfied you have received sufficient punishment. If you don't perform some duty to my satisfaction, you will be given another chance. After each attempt, you will have satisfied me by performing, or by submitting to the punishment. Each time you are punished, I will decide the punishment and the severity. Do you understand this?"

"Oh, yes, Sir."

"Good, then. You may begin. Let me see how skilled you are with your mouth."

The girl got up to her knees and leaned forward. She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. She lapped up the precum and moaned. He tasted so good, so sexy. She slowly licked his cock from the tip down to his balls, and back up, again. She opened her mouth wide and as she lowered her head, his cock disappeared into her mouth. Then, as she raised her head, her lips sucked his cock nearly dry. Just as she reached the collar she started down, again. She loved doing that. Naked, and completely in his control, this was her only power. To make him happy with her mouth. She could use her skills to show him pleasure.

He grabbed handfuls of her hair, and started forcing her head up and down. She struggled to swallow his cock, gagging when he pushed her head down. Tears formed in her eyes from gagging and his cock was wet with her drool. He put his legs on her shoulders, for even more control. She was not able to move from side to side. Impaled on his cock, her mouth was forced to do his bidding. His hands gripping tightly, he fucked her face.

Each thrust seemed deeper than the one before it. His passion was in control. "I like watching you struggle with my force. I like hearing you gag when I push deep into your throat. I've got you tightly between my legs. You aren't going anywhere. Not until I'm through with you."

He thrust his hips up against her. He had such a tight grip on her head it could move very little. His hips pistoned hard into her, making her take it all. She gasped, trying to breathe, but it was useless. She had to do the best she could just breathing through her nose.

"Suck good, my little captive. I have you exactly where I want you. Literally at my service. Keep up the good work, and I might reward you. If you’re a good girl, I might cum all over your face. But, if you fail to please me, you won't like what's in store for you."

Listening to his words only made her wet. She wanted to give him pleasure. She wanted him to enjoy fucking her mouth. She was there to please him or be punished. She opened her throat as much as she could, allowing him to use her. As she tightened her lips around his shaft, she could feel the velvet smooth skin that covered it. He effortlessly took her mouth.

She could feel his cock get even harder. The head was so large it filled her mouth. He got a tighter grip with his hands, and started to moan. She knew he was about to cum. But would he cum down her throat? Would she be able to swallow all his cum? Would that displease him, if she couldn’t?

His cock was so big. She knew it wouldn’t be long. Just then, he shoved his whole cock into her mouth and held it there, as his hot cum shot into her mouth and down her throat. She had to swallow hard. She tried to swallow it all, but there was too much. Gush after gush shot down her throat. She gagged on it. His cock was so far down her throat that some of his cum shot down her gullet, without even swallowing it.

She could feel his jerking body, as his orgasm continued. His grip on her was strong. She had no other option but to try and swallow or possibly drown. Finally, he began to relax. His legs still twitched, but he released her hair. His moans subsided, too, until just his breathing could be heard.

He took his legs from her shoulders. He looked down at her face. Her hair was matted. There was some hair stuck to her face. Her face was smeared with sweat and cum. When she saw him looking down at her, she lowered her eyes. But she was smiling.

“You did well, my little captive. I’m impressed with your skills. You took everything I gave you, and you swallowed all but a little of my cum. I’m looking forward to finding out what other pleasures you can give me. Oh, and just so you know, I will expect your mouth to perform this well, in the future. And, even this skill can get better. You are here to learn perfection. And, perfection I will have, or it’s punishment you will get.
 
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uumph....

Phoenix Stone said:


Anyway, I was thinking that someone, say DVS, might consider coming by to Dom if suitable subjects were to make themselves available?

Interest in continuing?

:rose:
:catroar:

making self available :eek: I can do that much better than she already (gulp). Novice in many other areas, tho....

(Was told I could flirt, and do roleplay, if no PMs, will see if this passes muster)

waits quietly, almost not breathing
 
cellis said:
I've been waiting for someone to post Moan...so we would have the 3 stooges sleeping scene, well, in BDSM terms, perhaps.

Only those who are really into the 3 Stooges will remember, because this is NOT an actual re-inactment.

Whimper...sigh...moan. Whimper...sigh...moan.

OK, maybe it's my dry sense of humor and nothing else?
 
Re: uumph....

Phoenix Stone said:
making self available :eek: I can do that much better than she already (gulp). Novice in many other areas, tho....

(Was told I could flirt, and do roleplay, if no PMs, will see if this passes muster)

waits quietly, almost not breathing
Who is this that casts a shadow at my chamber door? SPEAK, or pay the price of silence!





kinda cool, huh? :)
 
DVS said:
I've been waiting for someone to post Moan...so we would have the 3 stooges sleeping scene, well, in BDSM terms, perhaps.

Only those who are really into the 3 Stooges will remember, because this is NOT an actual re-inactment.

Whimper...sigh...moan. Whimper...sigh...moan.

OK, maybe it's my dry sense of humor and nothing else?


You crack me up sometimes.....



while you make me whimper.... sigh.... moan....:eek:
 
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DVS said:
Who is this that casts a shadow at my chamber door? SPEAK, or pay the price of silence!





kinda cool, huh? :)

Um, me, S.... Uh, DVS.

see, I remembered you do't like that Sir, thing. But why am I strangely reminded by the above of the Great and Mighty Oz?
 
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Phoenix Stone said:
Um, me, S.... Uh, DVS.

see, I remembered you do't like that Sir, thing. But why am I strangely reminded by the above of the Great and Mighty Oz?
DON'T PAY ATTENTION TO THAT MAN BEHIND THE CURTAIN!!!
 
LOL...

(sorry for the minor hi-jack stoney, dear...will leave you now...)

gropes KC's ass on the way out...mmm only a few more days
 
Thanks girls!


Sorry Oh Devious One for the mini hijack!




whimper.... sigh.... moan....







Do you think He notices that we are really stalking Him?
 
cellis said:
Thanks girls!


Sorry Oh Devious One for the mini hijack!




whimper.... sigh.... moan....







Do you think He notices that we are really stalking Him?

If you stay, it means you're volunteeeeeringggg! :eek: :cool:

hmmm?
 
cellis said:
Thanks girls!


Sorry Oh Devious One for the mini hijack!




whimper.... sigh.... moan....







Do you think He notices that we are really stalking Him?
not a clue.
 
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