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Ok, I have several. I'm gonna post about one of them, but I'm sure I'll be back later for more, LOL.
The first was a rape scene from several years ago. He ripped my clothes off of me, blindfolded me with pieces of my tattered shirt, gagged me with another strip of the shirt he'd soaked in his urine and duct taped my mouth, bound my hands behind me, and brutalized my breasts and tummy. I ended the night with my breasts bound tightly and then tied to the hooks in his ceiling while he punched me in the stomach. Finally, he threw me down on the bed and fucked me.
Here are some pics.
The first was a rape scene from several years ago. He ripped my clothes off of me, blindfolded me with pieces of my tattered shirt, gagged me with another strip of the shirt he'd soaked in his urine and duct taped my mouth, bound my hands behind me, and brutalized my breasts and tummy. I ended the night with my breasts bound tightly and then tied to the hooks in his ceiling while he punched me in the stomach. Finally, he threw me down on the bed and fucked me.
Here are some pics.
nh23
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Ok, I have several. I'm gonna post about one of them, but I'm sure I'll be back later for more, LOL.
The first was a rape scene from several years ago. He ripped my clothes off of me, blindfolded me with pieces of my tattered shirt, gagged me with another strip of the shirt he'd soaked in his urine and duct taped my mouth, bound my hands behind me, and brutalized my breasts and tummy. I ended the night with my breasts bound tightly and then tied to the hooks in his ceiling while he punched me in the stomach. Finally, he threw me down on the bed and fucked me.
Here are some pics.
I love it! Great pics!
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I don't rank 'em but the first one that comes to mind is with H. I was alternating caning the fuck out of his ass and putting my finger on and then off this little tiny grommet about this big
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through which he could breathe in this hood.
Then some stupid asshole does something next to us, and his sub's shoulder pops out of joint and she's screaming bloody heck, understandably, and the whole vibe turns to "let's get medical attention."
I had to explain it into one of the zippered ear covers. Poor H.
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through which he could breathe in this hood.
Then some stupid asshole does something next to us, and his sub's shoulder pops out of joint and she's screaming bloody heck, understandably, and the whole vibe turns to "let's get medical attention."
I had to explain it into one of the zippered ear covers. Poor H.
Netzach
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Another favorite was actually a pro moment.
This sweet sweet boy from Wisconsin buttfuck somewhere. Oh god he was just the sweetest. So cute you want to ruffle his hair.
Anyway, he's the one who wanted nonstop humiliation and verbal.
I was like, it will start when you arrive, and it will end when you leave.
It didn't let up. I started by dragging him down by the collar and making him eat dog kibble I'd ground up with my shoe. It only went downhill from there and I kicked him out the door, literally at the end.
Gooood times.
He was back in a heartbeat for more. I think I ruined him for anyone else.
This sweet sweet boy from Wisconsin buttfuck somewhere. Oh god he was just the sweetest. So cute you want to ruffle his hair.
Anyway, he's the one who wanted nonstop humiliation and verbal.
I was like, it will start when you arrive, and it will end when you leave.
It didn't let up. I started by dragging him down by the collar and making him eat dog kibble I'd ground up with my shoe. It only went downhill from there and I kicked him out the door, literally at the end.
Gooood times.
He was back in a heartbeat for more. I think I ruined him for anyone else.
nh23
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nh23
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I'll post my most intense emotional now, but physical will have to wait because my pics are on disk now, and I have to dig them out.
Master enjoys pushing limits very much. Before him I had limits. One was age play. I have a history of traumatic childhood sexual abuse yada yada.
He decides one night that he's going to push age play, and make me five. The same age I was when I was abused. It was very emotionally devastating yet at the same time..well I soaked the bed. Isn't it Netz that says wet cunts don't lie. I did end the night in hysterical tears, but it's one of those things you are glad you did in the end.
The other is going to sound kind of trivial but to me it was not. There is a form of porn that makes me very uncomfortable for various reasons. Master had me pull a particular site up on the net, put me on my hands and knees and fucked me while he made me flip through those images. He made it very clear how much he enjoyed looking at them as he used me. I wasn't allowed to look away from the screen either.
Master enjoys pushing limits very much. Before him I had limits. One was age play. I have a history of traumatic childhood sexual abuse yada yada.
He decides one night that he's going to push age play, and make me five. The same age I was when I was abused. It was very emotionally devastating yet at the same time..well I soaked the bed.
Isn't it Netz that says wet cunts don't lie. I did end the night in hysterical tears, but it's one of those things you are glad you did in the end. The other is going to sound kind of trivial but to me it was not. There is a form of porn that makes me very uncomfortable for various reasons. Master had me pull a particular site up on the net, put me on my hands and knees and fucked me while he made me flip through those images. He made it very clear how much he enjoyed looking at them as he used me. I wasn't allowed to look away from the screen either.
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nh23
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OK. I'll just sit and observe this one I think...
Awww! Why?
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I'll post my most intense emotional now, but physical will have to wait because my pics are on disk now, and I have to dig them out.
Master enjoys pushing limits very much. Before him I had limits. One was age play. I have a history of traumatic childhood sexual abuse yada yada.
He decides one night that he's going to push age play, and make me five. The same age I was when I was abused. It was very emotional devastating yet at the same time..well I soaked the bed.
The other is going to sound kind of trivial but to me it was not. There is a form of porn that makes me very uncomfortable for various reasons. Master had me pull a particular site up on the net, put me on my hands and knees and fucked me while he made me flip through those images. He made it very clear how much he enjoyed looking at them as he used me. I wasn't allowed to look away from the screen either.
It would be pretty hard for me to look at things that made me uncomfortable too.
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Sir_Winston54
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Hmmm... intense, huh?
#3 was a little frustrating for a sadist... she sometimes just *zipped* into subspace before I'd hardly gotten started, I felt. One night, I wanted to push her as far as she could go *without* going spacey on me, so I made some affirmative plans to stop her from getting there. The thing was, the cane could take her there in as few as four or five strokes....
It was handy, in our house, to have our playspace be only a couple of steps from the kitchen door, and a couple more steps to the refrigerator. After about 15 minutes of spanking and paddling, then another half hour of flogging, then about 10 minutes of working her ass and backs of her upper thighs over thoroughly with a riding crop, I got out the canes. Yes, plural. I also made a quick detour into the kitchen and got out from the freezer a aluminum paddle and a large bowl full of ice cubes I'd prepared earlier.
Swish-smack! with the thinnest cane, and twice more. Then I took the ice-cold aluminum paddle and gently soothed it over the cane stripes, then replaced it in the bowl of ice cubes. When her whole bottom was covered with goosebumps, I picked up the thinnest cane again for three more well-spaced strokes. Again with the aluminum paddle - after drying it off! - softly brushing it over her new stripes. Three more, aluminum paddle, three more, aluminum paddle (dried off each time). Each time she got the soothing paddle, she whimpered, wanting more of the cane, but knowing she wasn't going to get it.
Then I picked up a middle-weight cane, more thud, deeper impact. Three strokes, dried-off aluminum paddle, repeated four times. She's now had two dozen "of the best," interspersed with the cooling/soothing aluminum paddle intended not to ease her pain but to keep her from going into subspace.
The heaviest cane now found its way into my hand, a fiberglass wand 13mm in diameter (about 1/2 inch). Three strokes about 30 seconds apart, followed by cooling her bottom with *ice cubes,* not the paddle, and not drying her ass afterward. Three more, ice cubes. Her bottom, by now, was *very* well-striped, despite the soothing and cooling of the paddle and ice cubes, and for the coup de grace, she took six more strokes of the heavy cane about 2 seconds apart. She was coming by the third stroke, and collapsed into a quivering mound of orgasmic shudders just seconds after the last.
We didn't do that sort of scene often, because she really *liked* getting into subspace, and I liked taking her there, but when I really felt the need to "let the sadist out" full force, she was more than willing.
#3 was a little frustrating for a sadist... she sometimes just *zipped* into subspace before I'd hardly gotten started, I felt. One night, I wanted to push her as far as she could go *without* going spacey on me, so I made some affirmative plans to stop her from getting there. The thing was, the cane could take her there in as few as four or five strokes....
It was handy, in our house, to have our playspace be only a couple of steps from the kitchen door, and a couple more steps to the refrigerator. After about 15 minutes of spanking and paddling, then another half hour of flogging, then about 10 minutes of working her ass and backs of her upper thighs over thoroughly with a riding crop, I got out the canes. Yes, plural. I also made a quick detour into the kitchen and got out from the freezer a aluminum paddle and a large bowl full of ice cubes I'd prepared earlier.
Swish-smack! with the thinnest cane, and twice more. Then I took the ice-cold aluminum paddle and gently soothed it over the cane stripes, then replaced it in the bowl of ice cubes. When her whole bottom was covered with goosebumps, I picked up the thinnest cane again for three more well-spaced strokes. Again with the aluminum paddle - after drying it off! - softly brushing it over her new stripes. Three more, aluminum paddle, three more, aluminum paddle (dried off each time). Each time she got the soothing paddle, she whimpered, wanting more of the cane, but knowing she wasn't going to get it.
Then I picked up a middle-weight cane, more thud, deeper impact. Three strokes, dried-off aluminum paddle, repeated four times. She's now had two dozen "of the best," interspersed with the cooling/soothing aluminum paddle intended not to ease her pain but to keep her from going into subspace.
The heaviest cane now found its way into my hand, a fiberglass wand 13mm in diameter (about 1/2 inch). Three strokes about 30 seconds apart, followed by cooling her bottom with *ice cubes,* not the paddle, and not drying her ass afterward. Three more, ice cubes. Her bottom, by now, was *very* well-striped, despite the soothing and cooling of the paddle and ice cubes, and for the coup de grace, she took six more strokes of the heavy cane about 2 seconds apart. She was coming by the third stroke, and collapsed into a quivering mound of orgasmic shudders just seconds after the last.
We didn't do that sort of scene often, because she really *liked* getting into subspace, and I liked taking her there, but when I really felt the need to "let the sadist out" full force, she was more than willing.
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These types of scenes aren't for *every*one, Puman... it's what makes things work for you and yours that counts.
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nh23
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Ok physical was probably a very rough, I'm going to just beat the shit out of pet day. It involved the cane, cutting, and some burning. I'm not allowed to post pictures of the latter as Master doesn't want his initials posted online.
Have some pictures of some of the bruises though.
Have some pictures of some of the bruises though.
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nh23
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*nods*
Never!
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*Warning, quick hijack*
I just noticed SirW's new av. Love it!
There, good to get that off my chest.
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I just noticed SirW's new av. Love it!
There, good to get that off my chest.
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I don't think this was the most intense but it signaled a major step in our relationship.
Breathplay of any sort was an original hard limit for me. I have asthma, get claustophobic and well...I get panicky when my breathing is not under my control. I'm also a real safety freak so I don't like to be restrained so much I can't get myself out.
So I start reading about saranwrap mummification and mention it to Daddy that I though it was interesting if it was just partial--like just my chest and arms. The next time we get together he has decided to wrap me completely. He had started with my chest and gone down to my ankles very tightly. I was afraid I would freak out about not being able to escape but I was finding myself really becoming calm. When he was finished he looked at me. I no longer had a safe word but I could tell he wasn't going to do my head because he didn't want me to freak out. But I felt so amazingly calm and asked him to wrap my head, too. He wrapped my head, quickly cutting a little slit for my mouth and nose.
It was as if the last barrier to total trust had been taken down. I really did trust him completely with my life. That moment meant alot to both of us.
(sorry, not allowed to post the pictures)
Breathplay of any sort was an original hard limit for me. I have asthma, get claustophobic and well...I get panicky when my breathing is not under my control. I'm also a real safety freak so I don't like to be restrained so much I can't get myself out.
So I start reading about saranwrap mummification and mention it to Daddy that I though it was interesting if it was just partial--like just my chest and arms. The next time we get together he has decided to wrap me completely. He had started with my chest and gone down to my ankles very tightly. I was afraid I would freak out about not being able to escape but I was finding myself really becoming calm. When he was finished he looked at me. I no longer had a safe word but I could tell he wasn't going to do my head because he didn't want me to freak out. But I felt so amazingly calm and asked him to wrap my head, too. He wrapped my head, quickly cutting a little slit for my mouth and nose.
It was as if the last barrier to total trust had been taken down. I really did trust him completely with my life. That moment meant alot to both of us.
(sorry, not allowed to post the pictures)
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I've heard that, before; that that kind of bondage is really calming. Sort of like swaddling an infant.
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When I put a spreader bar on the virgin (vaginal) and she was kicking her heels up towards her ass laughing like it didn't work. I tied the bar to the footboard and she said, "oh shit." Then I raped her ass. Not really, it was consensual. Best piece of ass I got from her. Almost ten years ago and she still has a chunk of my heart. 
