When I Forget Who Owns Me [MF] [BDSM] [SADISM]

“Slut, come here,” calls my Master from the other room.

I am my Master’s slave.

“Slut!” he calls, a bit louder than the last time.

I belong to him, body, mind and soul. My tits are his, my ass is his, my mouth is his to do with as he pleases. My skin is his to bruise, to smack, to whip, to hit, to burn. My mouth is his, to fuck, to use, to serve as a receptacle for his pleasure and release.

“In. Here. Now.”

I am his completely. I do everything he says.

“SLUT!”

Except right now. Right now I am ignoring him, because he is annoying.

“Is somebody looking for a bruising?” Master is standing in the doorway.

Uh-oh.

I think I’m about to be in trouble.

There is time, still, to turn this around. My Master is forgiving. I can tell him sweetly that I didn’t hear him, though I wouldn’t because that wouldn’t be true. I did hear him.

I just didn’t feel like answering.

[m/f] my weekend with A: day 1 (warning: extremely long)

TLDR: a day of spanking and sex

A few years ago, I was invited to a conference in the mountains, somewhere in the western half of the US. It was in a city I’d never been to, so I planned to take a few days before the conference to explore, and I decided to go online and find someone who might want to hang out with me — and also who might be interested in being spanked. Sex was optional, but spanking was not. I talked to a few people, and eventually a woman named A agreed to meet me for the weekend.

I should tell you that, prior to meeting A in person, we spent about three weeks on skype, talking and, eventually, having skype sex. I knew what she looked like naked, and vice versa. I was just a normal-looking guy, six feet tall and (at the time) 280 pounds. She was five-six, maybe 150, curvy, with C or D cup breasts (I didn’t ask), nice hips, and a lovely backside. She had long brown hair and dark-brown eyes. She was about 30, divorced, with kids who stayed with their dad that weekend, and despite being nervous about meeting in person, still seemed excited about it.

[m/f] the curvy nurse got spanked (story 1 of 3)

A few years ago, I met a woman named D who was interested in having a disciplinarian. I was interested in disciplining someone, so it all worked out just fine. D said she had plenty of experience in the BDSM scene, and that turned out to be true.

After a little online chat we decided to meet up for lunch. She looked exactly like her description: longish reddish-brown hair, light eyes, pale skin, curvy, and 4’10. I’d already seen other parts of her online, but suffice it to say she has wide hips and largish breasts. Her face was kind of round. She was pretty.

D turned out to be a nurse in her late 20s who worked three-day shifts and then had four days off, so she would be available during the day, which was when I was available. So that was a plus.

After lunch, I offered to spank her over my knee in the backseat of my car, so that she could get a feel for what it would be like. She agreed, and got 140 swats — 20 over her panties, then 40 more in three sets, and by that time she already had imprints of my hand on her backside — a surprise, because she’d told me she “didn’t mark anymore”. Now, to be fair, I wasn’t *trying* to bruise her, although I certainly enjoyed proving her wrong.

[M/F] Surprise Anal Sex with Coffee Barista in Austin, TX

Much like her butthole, the title of this post is a bit of a stretch.

 

This is the story of how I found that rare nymphomaniac on Craigslist. The cute giggly girl next door type that is an absolute freak in bed. This is probably more of a BDSM story than a “Gone Wild” story, but interesting nonetheless.
 

I put up a post on Craigslist of people into the “lifestyle” of BDSM. I like the Dominant / submissive dynamic. I finally exchanged messages with a girl who was interested and attractive. She was about 23 years old, half Korean, half Caucasian, and extremely giggly. She stood at 5’4” tall and was about 115lbs. She was also a total cock hungry freak in bed. I mean like best sex I’ve ever had and will never have again level.
 

I’m a pretty fly under the radar type of guy, so when I tell women that I’m a “dom” their reaction could be described as incredulous. This is assuming they’re done laughing. My favorite aspect of Dom/sub relationships is what I call mental domination. I’m sure I’m not the only one that calls it that, but I like to pretend I made it up. Essentially, in addition to the typical rules that Dom will give his sub or little, I like to give top secret missions. Kind of like Mission Impossible, where I will disavow any knowledge of the missions.
 

Not a threeway [MFF][bd][voy]

First timer, help me pop my cherry. Constructive comments appreciated. Horny lustful pm’s even better.

I’m excited. Not crazy excited but we don’t get out much so any social interaction is wonderful. Our friend Gwen is coming into town and is staying the night. My perverted self is swimming in dirty thoughts but reality slaps me into a strait consciousness.

My wife, Bea, is happy to have her here and our kids are about the same age so they play wonderfully. Small talk is made and the past is caught up upon. The news of the night is her recent breakup and how she has been dealing with it. Nights crying and other nights partying. Not a particularly good combination but life sucks sometimes.

She recently hooked up with a friend for a one night stand and admitted it was really fun but is a little worried about the consequences. Not a big deal in my opinion but I’m open minded. I asked if she was safe about it and she responded positively which covers my only concern. I obviously want to hear every detail but think I may be pushing the conversation. This is where my wife saves the day. She asks what they did! My mind does a cartwheel.

I hit a girl, I liked it [FFM] [amateur BDSM]

If you are anything like me and sometimes like to skip straight to the part about the sex, I’ve marked where it starts **in bold**.

Hello again, dear reader. I thought you might like to know that as I write this story, I have a blue dimente princess plug deep in my ass, with [these panties](http://kisskill.com.au/products/addict-knicker).

This is a story about my grad school colleague and longtime rival [Grace](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/50x05k/fucked_my_grad_school_colleague_and_long_time/). For those who haven’t read my previous posts, I’m brunette, 5’10”, wear a UK size 8, have a big, round, high ass and average sized, perky tits with pierced nipples. James is blonde, 6’3, thin and muscular, heavily tattooed and has a top knot and a beard. Grace is blonde, skinny, around 5’7”, has short hair with an undercut and facial piercings.

James suggested to Grace that she come over and see us last Sunday afternoon. She arrived wearing a baggy black muscle tee, high-waisted black skinny jeans and doc martens. We acted like friends and not lovers, hugging briefly, kissing on the cheek. I wondered whether the other night was a one off, whether she just wanted to be friends.