The BDSM Craving Thread

[Harmony_1985]

Time with him.

Just time.

 

[sultan_sd]

I am craving my hand firmly against her ass ...repeatedly!

 

[CurlyKat]

Emotional release through inflicted pain.

 

[sinnocence]

Time with him.

Just time.

Ditto.

 

[minx1]

a single, multi millionaire turning up on my doorstep, failing that a quick solution to all the problems.

what I hope I may get later

 

[OldGuy1026]

a single, multi millionaire turning up on my doorstep, failing that a quick solution to all the problems.

what I hope I may get later

Who then breaks out and sings "Can't buy me Lovvvvveeee ya!"

I know we all have the rich Domme Dream. I often wish my former Mistress would have a change of heart. ~sigh~

I'm not shitting on you Minx1, this is the craving thread, and I'm feeling mizerable because my back is just killing me.

 

[androgEros]

Emotional release through inflicted pain.

*sympathizes, and pinches and twists a nipple forcefully, to throw the pretty doggy a bone, on way to my own barracks!*


I've just stepped outside, into the sharp midnight air, to start another mindless journey to a career I will ever despise. A dark figure emerges from around the side of the house. My first instinct is to run back into the house, and lock the door, but indiscretion overcomes me. I am not afraid, yet I am cemented on the spot, with stupor at the stranger's sudden entrance.

A lurching figure takes swathing steps toward me, yet I stand firm. I continue starting straight ahead, as the intruder ambles around behind me. I feel the heat rush up to my back, as a towering body closes in. I see the arms reach around in front of me, before I feel a cloth gag being slipped between my teeth. Once I am muffled from uttering a sound, a collar is placed around my throat, from which, freely swings, a long leash. The length of the leash is wrapped, several times, around both wrists, which my assailant has collected behind my back. I feel the nylon cord being passed around and over my flesh. When the stranger has secured me to the point that I will strangle, if I lean forward, I am herded to a car parked across the street, and into the front seat. A pillow case is placed over my head, and I hear the lock click as the door is being closed.

Some time later, I am lifted from my silent repose. I am led, by my captor, into a dark, dank place. I can hear the dull hum of a heavy door being drawn closed. The soft skin on my face tingles, as the makeshift hood is lifted past my vision. The leash is removed from the collar. It takes little time for me to comprehend my surroundings. I am in an abandoned warehouse. There are numerous apparatuses strewn around the chamber.

I am guided to the gauntest of them all, which is a dinner plate size, cylindrical metal pedestal, rising from a mechanical base secured to the floor. Atop the pedestal, is erected, a foot-long phallic-like rod. This rod has been wrapped several times around, with a latex tape, in a crisscross fashion. The method of wrapping, gives the rod several ridges and veins. The latex is layered so thick, the diameter of the rod resembles a small melon.

I am led over to this strange contraption with minor exertion from my captor Each of my wrists are placed in respective, cold steel cuffs, dangling flagrantly from a support beam in the center of the ceiling, that hangs just too high for a person of my height to touch the floor when suspended. One ankle tied, several feet apart from the second, by two individual leather cords that have been affixed to rings on walls opposite each other. My body splayed limb from limb, I await the unknown.

The perpetrator bends over the machine, just inches in front of me. I am looking down upon the scene, my legs roughly four feet apart, and toes several inches above the ground. After a few clicks and switches, the phallic robot stutters to life. The pedestal begins to slither toward me, on a track that ends under the cuffs which imprison me. For the first time since my captivity, my abductor, stands face to face with me. As I stare into the alluring green eyes of a virile older woman, long cold fingers encompass my ribcage.

I am intoxicated by the stunning beauty of this vixen that has taken me slave. I offer no contest, as the torture devise rises toward my vulnerable sex. My new mistress guides my accepting vagina onto the tip of the phallic device. I feel my lips parting as the rod is forced up inside me...................

 

[BiBunny]

Bound securely but in such a way that I don't have to be untied after five minutes, collared and leashed, hair in pigtails. Snuggled between my Master and Mistress, petted and held, maybe even some kisses, too. I just want to be close to them and feel their presence and their warmth and be allowed to be very, very little.

I can have this in the next couple of days.

 

[minx1]

Who then breaks out and sings "Can't buy me Lovvvvveeee ya!"

I know we all have the rich Domme Dream. I often wish my former Mistress would have a change of heart. ~sigh~

I'm not shitting on you Minx1, this is the craving thread, and I'm feeling mizerable because my back is just killing me.

*laugh* no worries OldGuy....was very tongue in cheek!

Hope your back feels better by the way!

and i got some of my cravings satisfied.

hoping for more today

 

[minx1]

I wanna make love.

i love fucking and I love it hard and all the things that go with that.... but tonight i want to make love.

Slow and gentle and intimate lovemaking session. Thats what I crave at the moment.

 

[Cattypuss]

Mind-fuck domination.

 

[ShyVixen]

To feel him grab a handful of my hair *sighs*

 

[gigi1968]

I crave a night full of pure SEX!

I went to a wonderful play party over the weekend, and did a scene with a wonderful man. Trust me the marks I have I will have for at least a week.
But all I can think about is how wet I got after each and every smack with the crop, whip and even the nightstick. His aftercare has been wonderful (cuddles like a big teddy bear, and even checked on me last night).

 

[CurlyKat]

someone to fix everything

 

[minx1]

fuck where do I start lol

 

[jenniferbaby]

The holidays seem to make me crave lots of things, not material things so much--even though more money to buy gifts and random junk would certainly be nice about now. But really, I just crave some arms and hands to hold, and an antidote to this aching feeling that seems to get stronger with each passing day. But Christmas will be over soon enough--and then I'll get back to craving other things.

 

[Aquila1]

Right now, I would like to electrify the front gate, shut off all the phones, lock the doors, and just play. Hard. Mr A is in the city working on a contract and we have spent maybe a day together in the last 3 weeks - I am not happy. And when he gets back we have the full contingent of Christmas craziness kicking off - people staying, Christmas parties and functions to go to (can't easily avoid these in a small town). Not to mention hay that needs cutting and baling. I hate this time of year.

 

[Lizzie_Borden]

Yeah, I'm still stuck on the bacon cravings.

 

[sb2009]

I'm craving the whole over-the-knee spanking...

 

[minx1]

I'm craving the whole over-the-knee spanking...

*nods* love it

I am craving some time and more of all of that

oh and ETA: I am not sure why but scampi and chips with tartare sauce. Yum

 

[Ausus_girl13]

An orgasm....

they were taken from me this morning...NO! not the ability to have one, just the permission to do so. I have to wait....

 

[sadangel]

Craving Sir. All of Him. The feel of the floggers, crop on my back and bottom. The feel of Him inside me. His hand twined in my hair, pulling me onto Him. *sigh*

 

[celticsunspiral]

The holidays seem to make me crave lots of things, not material things so much--even though more money to buy gifts and random junk would certainly be nice about now. But really, I just crave some arms and hands to hold, and an antidote to this aching feeling that seems to get stronger with each passing day. But Christmas will be over soon enough--and then I'll get back to craving other things.

I know what you mean. This is exactly how I have been feeling. Although someone who will play with me would be welcome. Newly free, but havn't yet met the Dom for me. Just CRAVING, so badly.

 

[subish2009]

Real-life contact. His voice, his touch, even just a picture. This much physical distance coupled with such emotional closeness is hard sometimes.

 

[sinnocence]

...This much physical distance coupled with such emotional closeness is hard sometimes.

Agreed. Completely.