Tired Of Being In Control

[LadiDarkMoon]

Since the start of a 4 year relationship I've been forced into the role of the sexual dominate. Granted it can be nice, most of the time I do enjoy it...however there are times I would like to be the one being controled.

Currently my biggest fantasy is to be straped down spread eagle to a bed, tight enough I can barely move. Gaged and blindfolded, so I can neither see what's coming or protest what is happening.
Allow my partner to have 100% control over the situation...I have a large toy box as well. Not just vibrators and dildos but clit stimulators, nipple clamps and a catonine tails too.

I've always wondered just how far a guy would want to take that. Where he could literally do anything to me.

 

[Vincent E]

Allow Me to Relieve You of the Burden

Spread eagle on a bed is so passe; 1980s stuff. Today there are products on the market that allow not only for your binding, but alos for some unique positioning.

I would not waist time simple tying you to a bed. I would have you strapped into a harness that holds you several feet off the ground. This adds the effct of weightlessness to your supplication. Now I have a three-dimensional option to bend you to my will.

As for gagging you, no. No, no, no. No.

How would I hear those delightful screams from you if I gag you? How could I hear you plead for mercy or relief if I put a cork in your mouth?

Plead for mercy. Scream your lungs out. No one is coming to help you.

Perhaps I would blindfold you, but again technology gives us a way. I'll keep your eyes unblinded, but the lights are out. I'll wear nightvision goggles. Your body will be illuminated in green in my goggles, and i can enjoy the eerie hue of terror on your face as I touch various parts of your body unexpectedly.

Cat-o-nine tails are nice, in a sadomasochistic way. However, as long as I have you suspended above the floor, blinded to my machinations, I think I would prefer to torment you with ... a feather. Yes. Are the bottoms of your feet ticklish? Let's find out, shall we?

What other parts of your body are sensitive? Oh, you don't like that. Well, here's some more.

That's it, buck against the leather straps of your restraint. Resistance is futile. The more you struggle, the tighter your restraints bind.

Perhaps now is the best time to poke you. Ah, trying to close your legs, are you? Good, I like a lively fuck. A three-foot long leg spreader keeps you propped open while I sate myself inside you.

Oops, look at that. I made a mess. How did the warm, gooey liquid feel as it spurt on your body? Did I catch you by surprise?






















Or was that even me. You are in the dark, after all.

 

[LadiDarkMoon]

Every part of that sounds wonderful; However I should warn you I am not ticklish...but that doesn't mean you can't try.

 

[Akito01]

From a story telling aspect, it would be interesting to figure out how this situation transpires. I definitely like the idea of role reversal, and that the former submissive finally has a chance to play out a little revenge.

I've always been rather aloof when it comes to the forms and conventions of BDSM. I don't know a lot about it, and not a lot of it actually appeals. But, one of my favorite bits of erotica is the victorian novel 'A Man With A Maid', where, apart from the spankings, the primary method of torture the main male character enacts on his victim is sexual arousal to the point of orgasm -but orgasm delayed and denied.

I do like the idea of a little humiliation thrown into the mix. Having a woman's body entirely at one's whim, one may well take the chance to poke and prod in some very inappropriate places. I've always thought it deliciously uncouth to use a woman's hair to rub one's penis against to orgasm -though I don't find that often written about (very selfish on the part of the man, since there is no feeling in hair, and very messy for the woman to deal with after).

 

[Vincent E]

I am not ticklish

Whispering in your ear as you hang from the ceiling in the dark
You will be when I get done with you.

HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA (thunderous evil laugh)

 

[DirtyJJ]

Whispering in your ear as you hang from the ceiling in the dark
You will be when I get done with you.

After reading this and your other post:

*pant*
*whimper*

 

[DirtyJJ]

I've always thought it deliciously uncouth to use a woman's hair to rub one's penis against to orgasm -though I don't find that often written about (very selfish on the part of the man, since there is no feeling in hair, and very messy for the woman to deal with after).

This sounds quite arousing to me, actually...

 

[underbraust]

What a wonderfull sensation that would be. The feeling of the strands and sweat and come....

ooh i shall have to try it out now!

 

[MechaBlade]

Vincent E is my hero.

 

[Vincent E]

You really need to use the Stewie voice.

After reading this and your other post:

*pant*
*whimper*

Funny, I am not surpriesed at you being aroused by that. So, step into your harness next to LadiDarkMoon, you dirty girl.

Ah yes that's what I like: a matched set. Two of my pretties swinging above the floor side-by-side. Here's a little smack on the asses to keep you both satisfied. Yes, I know you like it. Take it like a bad girl. Both of you!

Now, let's see what other mischief I can inflict. Ladi was not very responsive to the tickling of her feet. I must admit that I am dissapointed with that. Let us see how JJ responds to my machinations.

Oh yes, look at her squirm boys. It seems that she does have a ticklsh spot right there under her foot. Have some more. tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle Look at her face turning red. My, my how sadistically satisfying.

Maybe LadiDarkMoon would be a bit more responsive if I tickled her under the arms. Perhaps I will try to tickle her here, at her midriff. Oh how I adore midriffs.

No. No response to tickling, eh Ladi. Too bad. I guess I will have to take a more hands on approach.

The great things about these swings is that they allow me to flip you over. There, face the floor, bitch. I will teach you to resist my tickling treatment.

Do you like the feel of leather against your buttocks? Hmmmm? Answer me, bitch. I grow impatient with your recalcitrance!

Well, I am happy to tell you that my belt simply loves the taste of sweet, tender flesh. So take your spanking, you Worcester hussy.

spank, spank, spank, spank, spank, spank, spank, spank, spank No, no I am not done yet. spank, spank, spank, spank, spank

Oh, do behave you little hussy.

Wow, I am really leaving my mark on you.

I think I've made quite an impression.

Don't they just look precious boys? A pair of Literotica's finest poontang swinging away joyfully, one being spanked until she is red in the ass, the other being tickled hysterically into unconsciousness.

A little more tenderizing for the both of them, don't you think? Then the fun will really begin.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.

Oh, sometmes I scare myself.

 

[underbraust]

'I' Makes an appearence in this little story and starts sadistically flicking at the girls nipples as they hang helplesly in the cool air. . .

 

[snooper]

Enter left, a knight in shining armour riding a white horse.

KNIGHT: Who's first? The horse fancies a fuck.

Edited to add ... but not on Literotica.

 

[Akito01]

Sticking to the original source of the thread, it might be interesting, given the apparent amount interest, for each of us to actually write a story according to our own tastes and see which one ends up getting the best response from the story idea author.

 

[Vincent E]

Keep using Stewie's voice

Well, I do not know about you my good man, but I am not willing to post any more until both of my naughty little victims either bed for mercy or moan in pleasure. Writh against your restraints girls. Escape is impossible.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

I am using 'A' list material here, and I think I am entitled to a little feedback.

You know who you are, and you know what I want So get to it, slut.

 

[DirtyJJ]

Re: Keep using Stewie's voice

Well, I do not know about you my good man, but I am not willing to post any more until both of my naughty little victims either bed for mercy or moan in pleasure. Writh against your restraints girls. Escape is impossible.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

I am using 'A' list material here, and I think I am entitled to a little feedback.

You know who you are, and you know what I want So get to it, slut.

Well, you have me begging for mercy AND moaning in pleasure. These restraints make me helpless against you. But you know I love it, Sir. More... please... don't stop.

 

[snooper]

Re: Re: Keep using Stewie's voice

Well, you have me begging for mercy ...

He said "bed for mercy" not "beg". It is quite different and was clearly deliberate on his part.

Edited to get the colour right!

 

[Vincent E]

Indeed. Bed for mercy. Yes, that is it. Get in that bed and prepare to give it up in exchange for a little mercy.

Ha ha ha ha a-ha ha ha.

I lie, simpering fools. You shall receive none. Only the taste of more leather.

There, take that, and that, and that. Swat, spank, slap.

LadiDarkMoon seems to have been spanked beyond words. Well, that is what you get for starting me up like this, wench. Here, have another and another and another. Spank, slap, swat. No, no. There is no use in crying. Your tears merely bring me encouragement for more kinky abuse.

But this ticklish slut hanging next to you is simply going insane from the feather treatment. Oh, do you like it between your toes my dear JJ? Tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle. Yes, and how about here at your sides? Coochy, coochy, coochy, coochy, coo.

Yes, strain for air. Gasp for each precious breath you slutty girl. You shall need it in a moment. Take a nice deep breath, you red-in-the-face-damsel-in-distress. There is no one who can save you now. No one. Do you hear me? No one.

Ha a-ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.

Quickly: Mecha, snooper, underbraust. Tickle the wench. That's it boys, there is plenty for everyone. Get her good. Let her feel those fingers tickling away at her mercilessly. I know that the bitch likes lips, but let's see what she thinks of forty fingers groping at her with abandon.

Yes, yes, yes. Look at her squirm. Writhe slut, writhe. Oh that is precious. Get her under her arms, boys. Yes, yes. Wonderful job. Very good. Very good indeed.

But alas, LardiDarkMoon methinks gets a reprive. We cannot have that, now can we? Mecha, come here and spank the bitch. Give her the palm, my good man. In the meantime I am going to pull down my zipper and see if I can take a measuring of her tonsils.

Open wide, you delightfully sinful girl. Here, have a taste of my power.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.

Oh, I am insane with evil ideas.

 

[LadiDarkMoon]

It seems to be working to my advantage not to say anything at all....I get more brutal attention that way.

 

[Vincent E]

It seems to be working to my advantage not to say anything at all....I get more brutal attention that way.

Silence, wench. When I want an opinion from you, I'll give you one. I have better use for that mouth of yours. Open wide. That 's it, let me see those tonsils. Now wrap those smutty lips around my shaft. Yes, that's it. Wrap them around and hold me in your mouth.

Give her a good spanking, Mecha. The slut needs something to ponder while she gets a taste of my power.

Yes, yes, yes. That's it. Just wrap your lips around me.

Okay, now grab her by the ankles and swing her back and forth, Mecha. Now we've turned her into a cock-sucking swing.

How bizarre. How wonderfully absurd you look, you cock-sucking trollop.

Snooper, Akito. Fill the dungeon with the pitiful screams of JJ as she cries out in agony from her tickling. Good job, boys. Allow me to revel in her fruitless cries for mercy as you bring her to the brink of insanity.

Oh, you know what I am capable in that regard, don't you my dear.

Mecha use the paddle. Smack the slut's ass red. Redder. I want to see a crimson hue shine forth from her ass. Make it glow in the dark. Spank her. Spank her. Spank her some more.

There, do you like that? Who cares.

Spank her again.

Keep sucking, slut. Just because he let go of your ankles does not mean I have given you permission to stop. Make me feel good, or else you know what comes next.

The rack!

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Oh, I think I pulled something.

 

[DirtyJJ]

V,
You are one sick puppy, my sweet.
J

 

[Akito01]

It seems to be working to my advantage not to say anything at all....I get more brutal attention that way.

Well, naturally, because silence can be seen as a form of defiance, and that can only provoke a more extreme reaction. Just how long can one remain quiet under the painful threat of the lash, or on the other side of the coin, under the intense pleasure of protracted licking of the exposed clitoral bud?

 

[Vincent E]

Enough psychoanalysis. Come here and spank the bitch.

Mecha, poke her with your dick.

Snooper, stop tickling and screw that saucy tart.
Don't worry, JJ. You'll taste my cock soon enough.

 

[LadiDarkMoon]

Well, naturally, because silence can be seen as a form of defiance, and that can only provoke a more extreme reaction. Just how long can one remain quiet under the painful threat of the lash, or on the other side of the coin, under the intense pleasure of protracted licking of the exposed clitoral bud?

More than a few seconds of attention paided there and there would be no way I could hold my tongue...