Author: kinkyplaything

Advent Kinkendar: December 15th [Ffm]

My pussy was still tingling and throbbing when I woke up this morning, but my mind was soon drawn back to thoughts of today’s punishment. Honestly I was absolutely dreading it, and not knowing anything about what it could be made it even worse.

Miss’ fingers were already inside me by the time I was properly aware of what was happening, and just as my body began to respond fully she stopped, holding her fingers to my lips for me to clean off. Even after yesterday, coming so close just made me ache in frustration for more.

Today’s parcel was tubular, and inside was a piece of lined paper and a pen. At the top of the sheet was written “I must not climax without Miss’ permission”, and the following lines across both sides numbered from one to forty two. Of course it wasn’t as simple as that, and Miss was once again grinning as she led us downstairs to serve her breakfast. Every time either of us brought her something, she instructed us to edge; bringing ourself to the brink of orgasm then stop. She watched us intently as she ate, clearly enjoying our frustration a great deal. Read more »

Advent Kinkendar: December 14th [Ffm]

I woke this morning with the wand pressed against my clit, my body squirming as my grogginess fell away. Blinking away the blurry vision I looked up at Miss, grinning her evil grin, stroking the boy at the same time.

At that point I lost it, my head jerking back against my pillow and my body convulsing. Miss kept the wand directly against my clit, driving me on harder and harder. I waved my arms at her to let her know I was done, feeling as though she hadn’t noticed, but without a word she just shoved the wand against me harder.

My climax ebbed, but never really ended. There were periods where I lay panting after a peak, but my pussy was still on fire and clenching, my hips bucking around. In contrast I noticed the noises the boy was making were much less pleasurable, and I looked over to see Miss jerking him harder than ever, a load of his cum already all over his cock and her hand & wrist now acting like lubricant for her post orgasm torture. Read more »

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Advent Kinkendar: December 14th [Ffm]

I woke this morning with the wand pressed against my clit, my body squirming as my grogginess fell away. I became aware that my ben wa balls were already inside me, and it was already driving me completely wild. Blinking away the blurry vision I looked up at Miss, grinning her evil grin, stroking the boy at the same time.

At that point I lost it, my head jerking back against my pillow and my body convulsing. Miss kept the wand directly against my clit, driving me on harder and harder. I waved my arms at her to let her know I was done, feeling as though she hadn’t noticed, but without a word she just shoved the wand against me harder.

My climax ebbed, but never really ended. There were periods where I lay panting after a peak, but my pussy was still on fire and clenching, my hips bucking around. In contrast I noticed the noises the boy was making were much less pleasurable, and I looked over to see Miss jerking him harder than ever, a load of his cum already all over his cock and her hand & wrist now acting like lubricant for her post orgasm torture. Read more »

Advent Kinkendar: December 13th [Ffm]

It was far from easy to find a comfortable position to sleep last night, my body is bruised and sore all over. And yet my overwhelming feeling about the whole thing is pride and satisfaction. Apparently being a service slut also extends to full on masochism, for me at least. I keep finding myself admiring the colours of my bruises, and I can’t help running my fingers over the welts, feeling how they’re raised from the rest of my skin, and finding a perverse pleasure in the sensitivity of it all.

As Miss fingered me awake this morning, I wriggled and writhed more than usual. The aches from yesterday, combined with the discomfort when I sat on any of the marks, made for a complicated climax. But climax I did, and it was phenomenal.

I remember I was panting quite hard as Miss handed us our boxes, still feeling stiff and drained from yesterday. It took me a minute to register what was inside, and even after picking up the small digital camera with remote, and a little tripod, Miss had to prompt me to go back for the note in the bottom:

>At least one full nude outdoors   Read more »

Advent Kinkendar: December 12th [Ffm]

I love my tail plug, but Miss had us remove them this morning; access to our behinds was necessary for the day’s activities. Today is halfway through the experience, and I’m loving it more than I could ever have imagined it would.

I woke up to a rough slap to my face, automatically putting my hands up against further blows as I came round. Instead Miss slapped my ass, alternating between the boy and I wherever we weren’t protecting. Inside my morning’s box was a hefty wooden paddle, drilled with holes, and the word “SLUT” carved into the very centre. The boy’s contained a crop with a heart shaped leather piece on the end. “Today, sluts, you’re going to be beaten and bruised.” Miss winked, “So bend over”.

I was surprised to be getting going like this already, but we both got onto all fours on our beds. Miss took the paddle first and brought it down firmly against my ass. I grunted as it made contact, feeling the thud through my whole body, my breasts shaking and my ass stinging a little. Clearly that was not a very strong blow, but it certainly had an effect. She repeated on the boy, making him squeak a little; I grinned. Read more »

Advent Kinkendar: December 11th [Ffm+]

Some of yesterday’s experiences were clearly intended as little preparations for today. Miss is having a great time toying with us both, and at night we can hear her climaxes. She has never explicitly told me I’m not to play with myself at night; but it just doesn’t seem right if I was to do it, plus the boy is just over there. But last night I was just so tempted and aching.

As a result I was so glad to wake this morning with an orgasm, and the boy was allowed one as well. Miss scooped up his cum into our mouths and had us make out messily with it. Snowballing I think she called it; appropriate for the time of year, and looking like the only snow we’re going to see here.

Our boxes were waiting on the breakfast table, but Miss waited until after breakfast before letting us open them. Inside mine I found a new plug with a long, fiery red tail attached to it, and a headband with a pair of matching ears. The boy’s contained a shorter, stiffer tail, ears, and a snout muzzle. Underneath the gifts were identical notes: Read more »

Advent Kinkendar: December 11th [Ffm+]

Some of yesterday’s experiences were clearly intended as little preparations for today. Miss is having a great time toying with us both, and at night we can hear her climaxes. She has never explicitly told me I’m not to play with myself at night; but it just doesn’t seem right if I was to do it, plus the boy is just over there. But last night I was just so tempted and aching.

As a result I was so glad to wake this morning with an orgasm, and the boy was allowed one as well. Miss scooped up his cum into our mouths and had us make out messily with it. Snowballing I think she called it; appropriate for the time of year, and looking like the only snow we’re going to see here.

Our boxes were waiting on the breakfast table, but Miss waited until after breakfast before letting us open them. Inside mine I found a new plug with a long, fiery red tail attached to it, and a headband with a pair of matching ears. The boy’s contained a shorter, stiffer tail, ears, and a snout muzzle. Underneath the gifts were identical notes: Read more »

Advent Kinkendar: December 11th [Ffm+]

Some of yesterday’s experiences were clearly intended as little preparations for today. Miss is having a great time toying with us both, and at night we can hear her climaxes. She has never explicitly told me I’m not to play with myself at night; but it just doesn’t seem right if I was to do it, plus the boy is just over there. But last night I was just so tempted and aching.

As a result I was so glad to wake this morning with an orgasm, and the boy was allowed one as well. Miss scooped up his cum into our mouths and had us make out messily with it. Snowballing I think she called it; appropriate for the time of year, and looking like the only snow we’re going to see here.

Our boxes were waiting on the breakfast table, but Miss waited until after breakfast before letting us open them. Inside mine I found a new plug with a long, fiery red tail attached to it, and a headband with a pair of matching ears. The boy’s contained a shorter, stiffer tail, ears, and a snout muzzle. Underneath the gifts were identical notes: Read more »

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Advent Kinkendar: December 10th [Ffm]

I have to tell you, this experience is so much more than I had ever imagined. I’ve only ever experienced my submission superficially – playing around online, or in one-time sessions. All very much about the fun and lust, having fun to get off. Now don’t get me wrong I’ve been full of lust and getting off oh so well so far; but there’s aspects to longer term submission that nothing I’ve done before has demonstrated. I have felt so overwhelmingly controlled and owned, and it’s been speaking to me in a very deep and primal way. Not only has every day been satisfying my pussy; but also something deep inside me. I’m not sure how I’ll ever go back…

The ring gag that the boy had in his box today was clearly more familiar to me than to him. Maybe the only ones he had seen before are the fashionable “chokers” girls wear these days. It makes me laugh – don’t their mothers know? I’ll bet the fathers do and just don’t dare say anything! Mine was something I thought I recognised, but it quickly turned out I had it backwards. Read more »

Advent Kinkendar: December 9th [Ffm+]

I don’t think it’ll come as any surprise to any of you that Miss didn’t bathe us last night, and we slept still covered in the dried cum. In fact it wasn’t until after breakfast that she led us upstairs to the bathroom and had us wash each other while she watched. The boy got very excited as our hands got all over each other’s wet bodies, though back in his cage there really wasn’t anything to be done about it.

Anyway, I’m jumping ahead; breakfast itself was very interesting indeed.

Our boxes were waiting on the table as we walked into the kitchen, each containing a large and juicy strawberry. One at a time Miss picked them up, lifted her skirt, and drew the fruit up between her pussy lips before handing them to us. “Enjoy” she smiled as she sat ready to be served.

It was a strange combination of flavours, but not actually unpleasant, and definitely very sensuous. Here I am, a straight girl, describing how a woman feeding me from her pussy is sensuous; maybe I’m not so straight after all; or maybe it’s just this continuous submissive rush I have throughout all of this. I can’t tell right now. Read more »