Yes Sir!

I am not a Domme and I am rarely submissive . .. but last week – glory and joy . . . I spent time with a Dominant Boy (okay, man . . or Man as Hewould have it)
there is something wonderful about feeling safe while tied to a chair, blindfolded and nude while being spoon fed soup. Hearing a deep booming voice lower itself to a menacing whisper and command “open . . wider” and then place the hot wet spoon on my tounge.
of course, eventually the hot and wet thing he placed in my mouth was much more organic!

Learn the art of the paragraph if you want to send me a dirty story

This is a quote from his letter: 

Hello babe
I was thinking about a situation I like you to be in with me….. ready…lol
 
I get a room and invite you over I have a sexy outfit awaiting you laying in the bed with a note: put on this outfit and leave your panties off: so you do as I say I then ask you to put on a blind fold and you do I then come out of the back room and first thing I do is kiss you deeply playing with your tongue moving towards the back of the bed I then begin to grab you all over your breast your ass I touch your pussy but gently teasing you a little you can feel my cock thru my pants I then grab one of your hands and tie a rope to it and tie the other end to the bed post I notice a nervous you so I kiss you to calm you down a little I  then grab your other hand and tie it to the other post both your hands are tied leaving you with your arms wide open  I then reach down to your ankle on my way down I lick your pussy a little and pull on your clit with my lips I tie your ankle to the bottom of the bed post I then grab your other ankle and do the same leaving your legs spread a little to expose your wet pussy your are unable to completely close your legs. I then begin to rub my cock around your ass first with my pants on I noticed your pussy is now dripping wet it wants my cock I can tell as your moans are telling me enter my hole, I pull my cock out and slide it between your ass cheeks teasing your asshole with the head I then slide my cock towards your drippy wet pussy just over your pussy lips teasing your hole this is driving you insane it wants me in . I then decide to slap your ass a little leaving a nice red hand print asking you if you have been bad you say yes so I spank you again I notice you have let out your pussy nectar its all over your leg I ask why …you say I am so horny wrong answer so I spank you again. Then I slide my cock over your very wet pussy and spank it with my cock your moans are getting ever so loud so I turn you head over and stick my tongue in your mouth deep and passionate I decide to suck on your clit as I work my way down I stop and lick your asshole it makes you shiver some I then begin to lick on your pussy lips getting your clit aroused yumm it great as your pussy nectar enters my mouth your are in such ecstasy trying to close your legs but you cant I wont stop I keep sucking on that hot pussy you cant take it no more but I wont stop I want to eat it so much by now you are screaming with pleasure as if you did not care who heard I needed to quiet you down so I got on the bed and shoved my cock deep into your mouth you sucked it so hard it felt so good as you sucked my cock I pinched your nipples my cock looked so good going in and out of your mouth I pulled my cock out I know you wanted more so I got behind you again and fingered your pussy it was so intense again I had you screaming with pleasure once more you have multiple  orgasm  trying to close your leg sto keep me from fingering you I was in deep and you loved it. I then decide it was time for my cock to enter you wet pussy I tease it at first getting you all excited awaiting my shaft to enter you I shove my whole cock in you  in one shot in and out I pump your hole one hand on your nipple and the other on your waist you begin to get louder so I put my finger in your mouth I then realized how hard my cock was getting sucked in your mouth it felt good in your mouth. I was about to cum inside your pussy I decided to pull out I wanted to cum on your ass as I pulled out my load shot all over your hot ass I saw as it dripped passed your asshole and thru your pussy lips. I felt you needed more so I began to finger you again moaning with so much pleasure you asked me to stop you cant take it no more you have tried to close your legs the ropes did not allow it… suddenly my fingers stopped banging your hot hole I got quiet just looking you over taking in your beauty.. I then released your legs and then your arms I laid you on the bed I spread your legs apart and tied them once more I have not had enough my cock had gone hard once more I wanted you again now you were tied spread eagle arms up legs open allowing me to see your pussy and breast they looked so soft and your pussy looked all wet still numb from my fingering you I get in between you and start to kiss you all over I begin with your lips move down to your nipples I bite on then ever so easy I then head down to your love box as I am heading down your moans get a little loader your breathing gets faster just as I get to your box I stop I just want to look at that hot beautiful box your lips are closed awaiting me to enter I decide not to eat it but to get my cock in as deep as it can go I laid between you slowly positioning my cock at your door slowly I slide my cock in inch by inch I am all the way in I am pumping your pussy it feels so tight as I push I feel your pussy sucking my cock in we fuck in that position for a while I feel it is time for my load to explode I then pull my cock out and get on my knees I stroke myself to help my cum explode out I an kneeling in between your legs and I shoot my load all over your tits and face it was a thick heavy load you are covered in my cum it looks so hot on you .. I then get off the bed you hear silence I went over to the rest room to clean myself up I left you tied up blindfolded and full of my cum,  I then come back into the room I give you one last kiss deep and long as I release your arms then legs I tell you to stay blindfolded until I have left the room
 
Tell me what you think?

Stuie Wrote me this story…

Darkness.

Silence, except for the rush of blood through my inner ears, pulsing with each beat of my racing heart.

And pain.

Not only the aching and burning in my thighs and my lower back from staying so long in a kneeling posture.

Not only the shooting needles of pain each time my wrists and arms forget that they are bound tightly behind me.

There is also the searing pain in my nipples under the pressure of the clamps.

I try not to think of the clamps — of how long they have been in place, of how long I have been in place. I trust that He knows, and that He will not lose track of time, that He will not let the clamps and bindings cause any permanent damage, only pain.

I focus on the pain, and on my breathing. The gag in my mouth, the blindfold and the earplugs leave me at His mercy, and there is no point in thinking of anything else. The corset is tight enough to prevent me from taking deep breaths. I breathe regularly through my nose, making a deliberate effort to keep a steady rhythm.

The pain is a blessing. It lets me know that He cares for me. He was tender as He placed the blindfold and earplugs on me, kissing me gently on the back of my neck, nibbling on my ears. He carefully put the gag in place. And then He helped me down onto the floor.

But when He put on the shackles and pulled my limbs and torso into His desired configuration, He was firm and strong. Had I wanted to resist, I could not, and He made sure I knew that through His tight grip and His insistent pulling. Getting into position hurt, but He made sure the pain was tolerable.

The nipple clamps were a shock, more pain than I could stand. Yet He left them on and left me in position, until the pain of the clamps and the pain of the posture began to consume me.

He will release me soon, I thought. Any minute now.

But the minutes passed. The pain continued to build. I began to let a seed of doubt enter my mind. What if He leaves me like this?

I banished the thought. He cares for me. He will not allow me to be injured.

The pain and the impending sense of panic are about to fill me with sheer terror, when I feel the clamps release. He massages my nipples, restoring circulation to the flesh, making them warm and tingling.

He loosens the bindings behind me, allowing me to bend forward at the waist. I feel my face nestle onto a pillow on the floor.

I feel Him running His fingertips over my labia, coaxing the moisture to the opening of my vagina. He spreads my lips open and dips His fingers inside me, spreading my wetness inside and outside of my hole. I feel His fingertips lingering over my clit, rubbing in little circles to make it swell and throb.

Suddenly His cock is all the way inside me, forcing me to take in its entire length and thickness. I suppose I make a sound, because He slaps my ass cheeks, one side and the next, hard enough to sting and burn.

I remember to be quiet and welcoming as He begins to thrust in and withdraw. He begins slowly, making sure I feel every millimeter of His cock in each direction. He pulls out almost all the way, leaving the barest tip of His cock between my lips. Then He slides back into me, bit by bit, daring me to strain against it to pull it in faster — but I know that to do so will earn me another spank. Even so, after a few more thrusts, my discipline lapses for an instant, and I push my hips into Him to feel His cock deep against my cervix. His punisment is swift and severe as He beats my ass cheeks, and I regain my control.

I feel more lubricant, this time dripping between my cheeks and onto my anus. As He holds His cock nearly out of me, He starts penetrating me anally with a dildo. I try my best to take it in willingly, and He is careful not to push too fast. Soon the dildo is fully in me, and He ass-fucks me with it for a minute until I am used to the penetration.

Now He leaves the dildo all the way in and begins thrusting again with His cock. He starts fucking me harder and faster, until He is pounding His cock into me, His hips slamming into my ass cheeks, and His cock sliding against the dildo on the other side of my vaginal wall.

I feel my own heat building. The pressure and rhythm in my vagina are building to a crescendo, and His balls slapping against my clit add to the madness. I know that I have His permission to cum, but only after He does. I pray that He is close to climax, as I don’t trust my self-control.

I shed tears of joy and relief as I recognize the change in His thrusting that indicate His orgasm, and He pinches the sides of my hips as a signal. My vagina begins to gush wetness as the waves of pleasure and muscle spasms flood through my body. He allows me to push against Him, trying to milk out the last drops of His cum as I eke out the last tremors of my own orgasm.

Soon He pulls out both His cock and the dildo, and I feel Him begin to undo the restraints on my arms, wrists, legs and ankles. He loosens my corset, slipping it over my head. Once I am fully free, He begins to massage a soothing lotion into my skin, working my limbs to restore circulation and ease the stiffness and pain.

Finally, He removes the earplugs, then the blindfold, and lastly the gag. He takes me into His arms and kisses me on the mouth, passionately, deeply. I return His passion, thanking my lucky stars that He cares for me so.

Embaressing moment…

I was thinking about this the other day: what was my most embarressing moment?

1. telling my friend’s boss that I wanted to lick his balld spot?

2. having my suit off in the hot tub, and a man firmy “plugged in” when an older couple came over to warm up in the water? I am not a big public sex freak…but I finished and came and they watched. Hey,I chose an orgasm over dignity.

3. Having a parent find condoms and handcuffs in my dorm room…

$. Having sex in a guys’ parent’s house and the mom walking in to find me tied up and naked on her baby boys bed…

5. I don’t know.

Tell me yours

sweet bondage and a short attention span

He was hott and naked and tied to my bed.
YUMMY. No, not yummy enough, I went to the kitchen and found the plastic bear shaped honey container. “Watch me”, I commanded and held the bear three feet over him so he could see the golden flow drip, drop, and drizzle over him. I wanted him to see it, feel it, and smell it – the sticky clinging sweet goo I dropped on him from his neck to knees. Then I blindfolded him and left the room to return the honey to it’s shelf. DING Dong! The doorbell.

I answered it and my neighbor was on the stoop. we talked for a few minutes , until I had to scratch my nse and smelled….honey.

Oh Gawd, DC is still naked, tied up, and covred in melty sticky honey!

I told the neighbor I had someone/ I mean something marinating and walked back to the room. How pissed was he going to be?

Not at all. he was lying just as I’d left him except now he was erect. I jingles his handcuffs a little before I bent over to lick his nipple, scooping the honey with the tip of my tongue. Some of it welled in his navel and I drank it out before placing his hot cock that was melting the yellow glaze in my mouth and drinking him too.

When I was done, he was still plenty sticky but I made him put on his USC sweats and take me to dinner. I kept sticking his fingers in my mouth and catching that sweet drift…of honey.

Are men afraid of women?

I was reading “Lessons from Littleton” by Henry Jenkins and was thought provoked my this idea. The isea is that  men are frightebed by the virility of women and therefore they try to diminish them and make them feel inadequate.

It is not other women encourageing women to be thinner, prettier, more hairless, submit to bondage and corsets,  have vaginal surgeries to re-attract our husbands, it is the men themselves egging us on to a state of paranoia.

I suppose the idea is that if we are kept busy compeating against ourselves, we will be distracted from trying to beath them.

This is roughly the same idea as “the man” keeping a brotha down and encouraging the poor to fight the poor so that they never band together and take down the rich.

What do you think?

Dating web sites

What are your favrite dating web sites? Do any of them work?

I have tried:

Match.com

sugardaddy4you.com

personals.yahoo.com

adultfriedfinder.com

aff.com

alt.com

bigchurch.com

What has worked for you? Oddly enough, I got the best results from alt.com, a little site all about bondage and domination! I dropped into the chatroom one dsay when the roomies were discussing children and homework (Yes, on a kink site) and started dating the chatters.

I love L.A. !

I think it started when the Blue Line went in from Long Beach to LA: I started falling for the city and the state sized county of Los Angeles, the city of angels. I used to ride the Blueline and get out at various spots in the city and walk with my head swiveling like a tourist. People in business suits rushed past, gangbangers in wife-beaters, long blue shorts, tall tube socks and new tag draped sneakers sauntered by, the homeless searched for food or dreamt on doorways, masses of people mobbed the crosswalks when the lights changed and chatter of different languages filled my ears.

The architecture, the snooty snobs, club kids, barrio dwellers, gang bangers, the mish mash of literally everything and everyone … really, what’s not to love? The 10, 210, the 605, the 5 and horrid 405 (pronounced 4 oh 5) will take you everywhere and from ghetto to glam in less than 15 minutes. Traffic is occasionally slow, so leave early and enjoy the mayhem. Be sure to avoid the silver cars… every time someone tries to hit me, they are either driving a Metro bus or a silver car!) I love the beaches with airplanes trailing banners and trashcans promoting radio stations and ads pressed into the sand. I love the Hollywood Bowel and music center, but also the concerts in the park and County Arboretum.

I dig that I am sitting at the mid-Wilshire Bob’s Big Boy and a former homeless client of mine just walked in the door and sat down with me when he recognised who I was. It is endlessly cool that 3 bald headed tattooed Latinos rushed with machismo to the table to ask if I was okay or being bothered by the vagrant.

I am too cool to “photowalk”, but I will pop pictures up of my perusing from Arcadia to Burbank, to Sherman Oaks, Hollywood and back again.

Here is my MUAH big kiss to the city I love. I would love it even more if it would bring me a man to love me back!

Sometimes I like a little D/s… sometimes I HATE the way losers play in it:

#1) A submissive is not a doormat. Don’t expect me to do whatever you say when we are not in the bedroom. No I won’t clean up your apartment, no I won’t wake up at three am to fuck you, and no I will not leave work early because you can’t just jack off like everyone else does. Listen, I am totally turned on when you order me around in the bedroom, it’s totally hot. However, it is annoying in my vanilla life, I am just as busy as you are, so lay off. If I wanted that kind of subservience I would move to Saudi Arabia.

#2) Sending me an email saying you’re a Dom, doesn’t make you my Master. Seriously, if I sent you an email claiming I was a cardiologist would you let me give you an angioplasty? I am just as protective of my snatch as you are of heart. When I get an email from you immediately giving me an order to take down my ad, send you a nude picture, etc, I show it to my roommate and we laugh at what an asshole you are. My lack of reply should be an indication to you of how well this strategy works. It’s even better when you send me a second even more demanding email. Christ dumb ass, it’s not working, try something else. Try slowing down, would it really kill you to have a cup of coffee to get to know me a little first.

#3) No, your friend cannot watch or join us. I don’t know your friend, and I don’t want to fuck him.

#4) NSA means NSA. I am not looking for a husband. If I were I would be married by now. If I meet you on Casual Encounters, it probably means I am not going to move in with you. Again, I have a life too. Having said that, if you would like to see me again, just ask. I might say yes if the sex was fun. Don’t send me creepy emails asking how I’m doing and don’t drive by my house seeing if I’m home. This kind of behavior makes me think I should call the sheriff to see if your address has been updated in the offender registry. Oh, and Brian, stop sending me text messages. You were a lousy lay, and you cell phone has a virus, which fucks up my phone every time you send me one of your inane messages. Go the fuck away.

#5) Don’t expect me to suck your cock without any reciprocation. No fun for my pussy means no second date for you, period. Submissives like oral sex too. Don’t get me wrong, I love sucking cock, but it is not enough to keep me interested in you for more than twenty minutes. Additionally, if I have sucked your cock for half an hour and you still refuse to cum I am throwing you out of my apartment. I don’t care if you still have a raging boner, my gay neighbor will get to enjoy watching you struggle to unlock your car with a hard on.

#6) Seriously, your friend cannot watch.

#7) Yes, we have to meet in public the first time. Also, no I won’t come to your apartment, never having met you and put on a blindfold without seeing you first. I also will not get into your car with you and let you drive me some place I’ve never been before. Safety clown says those are bad ideas. I like being tied up and fucked. I do not like being tied up, fucked, injected with drain cleaner, and strangled. I don’t know you, and you haven’t gained my trust. And yes, I want your real name, address, and phone number. I will give it to my roommate so he can check up on me if I don’t come home in time. This is common sense, and if you are a real Dom you will always put our safety first. If you don’t want to tell me your name you are hiding something and I don’t want to deal with you.

#8) Married guys, get fucking lost. Cheating on your wife leads me to believe you are a despicable piece of shit, don’t email me. Put a little effort into your marriage or get divorced asshat.

#9) Under no circumstances will I do the We/we, D/s bullshit while we IM. I/it I/is I/inane.

#10) Enough pictures of your cocks already! Again, I just show these to my roommate for our amusement (and he’s a queer). Bonus points to all you gentlemen who send me a penis pic when you have a really small cock. Sometimes honesty is not the best policy.

#11) Again, your friend cannot watch. Who is that guy anyway? Wasn’t he in Deliverance?

#12) You may not call me bitch, slut, or whore outside the bedroom. If you do, don’t be surprised if I go nuclear on your ass. I have a name, use it. If not I might be forced to refer to you as daddy in public.

#13) If you don’t respect and like women, don’t email me. If you hate women and want a blowjob, I can hook you up with my gay roommate.

#14) If I spend two hours getting ready for our playdate I expect you to put a little effort in to getting ready as well. At least shower, no one likes that musty ball smell.

Listen, I am a nice, smart woman who just happens to like a little spanking and bondage. I am sure most of you are nice men who like the same things. I’m sure we can work this out. Post these guidelines by your computer before you answer the next ad and I’m sure it will work out for you. Happy hunting you naughty bastard.

Dating mix’n'match

Here I am in Burbank California with one of the greatest men I know… I mean, do You know anyone else whose butt has won trophies? He is bright and smart and most of all kind. It kills me that he is single.

Here I should tell you that awesome as the Cowboy is, I am only sexually attracted to his voice. If any man with THAT voice did phone sex , I would be broke in a New York Minute. It has depth and reonance and ranges across the acceptable man pitches. And yet, I would personally die of awkwardness if I ever heard him say “panties”, or “penis”, or “this weekend I went to a group sex session at Cal Tech, who knew geeks could be soo sexy?”.

I have a gang of single girlfriends, and at least a few of them have never dated someone as awesome as The Cowboy. How do I fix them up?

The thing is, I have seen all my girlfriends naked, so is it cheating to tell him which ones really have good bodies and which ones keep up appearances via control top pantyhose?

Also, I know (NOT FROM PERSONAL EXPERIENCE) that this man is freaky deeky in the bedroom. As I write this, it suddenly occures to me that I am really really close to his bedroom and I don.t know that I could hang here if I knew one of my friends had been tied up and spanked in there!

Alas, the good guys are always single. I chose to believe that is why I am too!