Today is a special day. It’s a day where they are going to try something new and exciting. After some time, he managed to create the perfect setup for her. The creation is standing in the backyard, both of them completely naked after showering together, he takes her by the hand and shows it to her. Excitedly she checks it out even though she doesn’t completely understand what she is looking at. On a platform stands a wooden pole situated on a wheel (making it able to move back and forth) and a table behind it. The table is supporting some kind of machine with straps attached to it and wires connecting to a black box with two knobs. In front of the pole stands a black saddle shaped device also with wires connecting to the black box. He leads her over to the platform and places her on the saddle. He starts by shackling her legs to the platform, before he ties her completely to the pole, her hands shackled by the wrists and ropes tied up all the way to her shoulders. Completely immobile from the neck and down he starts kissing her soft lips, making her feel present and relaxed. He proceeds to tie her head to the machine, fastening the leather straps in a way that makes it near impossible to move her head in any direction. It’s a strange feeling to be immobilized in this way, but she doesn’t feel strained by the position. Reaching for the black box he slightly turns the dial, and the saddle starts to vibrate, creating an indescribable, but highly pleasurable sensation that immediately takes over Renee’s body and mind.
The air is warm and smells of spring and comfort. The sun is kissing Renee’s beautiful body. He reaches for the second dial and turns it just a little bit. The machine starts making a noise before it starts pushing her forward. Her whole body is starts moving like a metronome, back and forth. Each time it leans her forward, her clitoris gets pressed harder against the surface ridge that he created on the top of the saddle, making slow intense waves of tingling ecstasy go through her. Positioning himself before her she looks at him with horny eyes as his dick is just out of reach. Leaning forward slightly she is able to kiss the tip for a second before being pulled back. He takes a small step forward, this time entering her mouth. After a couple of rounds, he starts to follow her back and forth while he’s resting his cock on her swirling tongue. Her head going back, he decides to stop halfway and as she is pushed forward again his tip shallowly penetrates her throat. She gags a little bit, but she doesn’t get much time before she is pushed down on it again. Now, her face being fucked slowly, she feels some tension, and her lack of ability to move anywhere becomes apparent. Reaching for the dial, he starts turning it up, moving her even faster. Since she doesn’t have time to swallow her mouth overflows with drool, a river of sloppiness runs down the midline of her body. He turns of the machine, but instead turns the dial to the saddle halfway to max, Renee starts screaming in pleasure.
Letting her sit there, completely in her own world, he goes inside and returns with a small weight attached to a rubber string. Not too long ago she decided to get her tongue pierced, sparking an idea in his head. Renee looks at him with dazed and begging eyes, her mouth now chronically open, panting. Attaching the weight to her wet tongue, she is no longer able to swallow or pull it back in. He grabs her head and starts to slowly fuck her throat. Her eyes start to roll back in her head, and she is starting to shake, informing him that she is having an orgasm. Keeping his tip inside her whole world his turning in every direction as she doesn’t get enough air. Then he starts the machine again. He doesn’t move, the machine having to work a bit before it eventually manages to push her down. As Renee pops open and his dick glides down her heavenly throat, he gets lit up by the sensation. When her nose is pressed firmly against his stomach, he turns the machine off again, and starts slowly pulsating an inch back and forth, each time making her body convulse and her throat flex around him. Being careful not to make her pass out he starts the machine again, pulling her of him. He turns of the saddle and lets her breathe for a second.
Going in for the grand finale, he turns the saddle dial to full and starts the machine, pushing her all the way down again before she manages to let out a sound. With the intention of not letting his tip leave her throat before he has reached orgasm, he speeds up the machine. At this point Renee is in her own world entirely even though she is looking at him straight in the eyes. It doesn’t take too long before his dick and pelvis starts lighting up. Managing to stop the machine at the right moment, he is balls deep in Renee as he cums. He almost faints from the pleasure explosion as she looks at him with dazed and smiling eyes. Feeling like he never wants to leave her.
Contrast is key, so after such a rough and hardcore experience he figures they have to reconnect with their caring and sensual selves. Removing all the ropes and straps in a gentle manner before he helps her up to her feet. She is clearly shaken, but she looks very pleased as she looks at him. Placing his arms around her he follows her inside to the bedroom and lays her on the bed. He climbs on top of her and starts kissing her neck. Sensing that her heart is still racing he places his warm hand there and hugs her. Laying there for a while, holding, sensing each other’s breath, they slowly start to calm down again. Enjoying the comfort of cuddling and dazed tongue kissing, he slowly starts to become hard again. She senses this, starting to stroke him, making him rock hard. Getting up in a cross-legged position she gets on top of him, slowly he enters her. There they sit for a while, heavy kisses while he is inside her. Starting to feel like one, he meditates on the sensation. This is enough to make his heart beat faster and his breathe deeper. This in turn affects Renee in the same way. Not even moving they are both reaching orgasmic like sensations, their sensual feeling for each other becoming intertwined. Somehow this act is feeling more intense than what they did just before, and the sensations keep getting stronger, stronger, and stronger until he lights up inside her. In heaven they both lay down, still holding on tightly, feeling each other’s warmth for hours before falling asleep.
Tag: BDSM
I came out of the fetish closet [FM]
To start, I’ve been with my partner for just over 9 years, married for 6. We’ve known each other for 14 years total, and we always liked each other before we got together. Both of us were constantly in relationships with other people before we landed on each other 9 years ago. I was 22(f), and he was 23(m).
Anywho, we’ve always had fairly basic sex. Good sex, but pretty vanilla still. I had never experienced an orgasm with ANY partner, (20 different people before my spouse) and I didn’t have an orgasm with my husband until about 3 years ago. So 6 years into our relationship. At the time, we shyly purchased a bullet vibrator together to use during sex, after never using any sex toy before (like I said, vanilla) and put it to use that night. I came so hard and so fast during sex using the bullet. We still use the same vibrator to this day 3 years later, and it still makes me cum hard 99% of our sessions. That 1 thing changed our sex so much. Since purchasing that sex toy, we have bought 6 more sex toys.
Adventures in Key West, Part 7 (femdom) (bdsm) (sm) (M43/F44)
The day was a complete whirlwind. Her driver came by and picked them up and then there were stops at the bank where they set up a joint account, a lunch date where they chatted like they were old friends, some shopping for some very sexy clothes, and now they were in front of a place called Southernmost Tattoo.
“I want to have you marked,” she purred as she lifted the bottom of his t-shirt and rubbed her hand on his waistline. “I have figured out the perfect symbol as a starter – you know, before I personally add my mark to your ass.”
She took out a picture of ancient Egyptian hieroglyphics and showed it to him.
“It means ‘slave,’” she said as she placed her open hand right below his hip. “And this is where it’s going.”
They walked inside where she talked with a female tattoo artist. The two seemed to know each other pretty well. Finally, she motioned for him to leave the waiting area and join them. She explained to him they would be using the private room in the back.
[MF] I have been my former teacher’s BDSM slave since my 18th birthday AMA
Hi there and thanks for stopping by! As the title says, I am my former school teacher’s 24/7 BDSM slave and I have been for 9 years. I am 27 and male and my owner is 41 and female. I live with my owner and serve 24/7 as well as being naked 24/7 unless otherwise instructed to.
I have such a good life which I am very grateful for but understand it isn’t a typical vanilla relationship and so I’m here for you to ask whatever you want about my relationship, role and me personally!
I have very supportive people around me which has allowed me to do what I am doing now and spend as long as I can doing this.
If you don’t feel comfortable asking publicly then feel free to pm me and talk there!
If not, have a great day whatever you are doing! Be accepting, respectful and responsible!
From passion to pain, part 27 [M][F] (age gap) (BDSM)
Three points of contact, “like a triangle,” I thought to myself with a devilish grin. Ally’s nipples were clamped, but over rubber bands. I had looped a string through the bands and ran it to rings on Ally’s fingers. But, the genius was that the rings weren’t where the string stopped. The string went between the rings and Ally’s skin, continuing to another set of clamps. That pair of clamps was attached to Ally’s labia. Three points of contact, controlling two very different points of pain receptors. If Ally pulled her hands too high, her labia were stretched uncomfortably – too low and her nipples received an extra force, making the buxom brunette squeal. Another viewpoint for the three points of contact would be: her tits, her pussy, and wherever my cock was. I took sick pleasure in determining where the pain in Ally’s body was amplified, simply by pulling her into whatever position I desired. If I put her in doggy, everything hurt her. If I fucked her against the wall, her hands reaching out to stabilize her made her labia the target. If I bent her into standing doggy, her nipples were set ablaze. And finally, if I made her kneel to take my dick down her throat, she only experienced discomfort from her hair being used to control her. I alternated her amongst various positions, watching her face contort in pain when I could, listening to her wail when I couldn’t. But, through it all, Ally wanted more.
[MF] I’m a Monster!
I’m into BDSM heavily. I consider that a very important aspect of my sex life. I love being in control of my slut, ain’t no other way.
Well a while back in my intermediate stages of BDSM I had this slut I was training name “T”. She was a little freaky, but not as slutty as I wanted her. I completely changed that. In the course of our 4 years together I completely transformed her. I told her my plan and she was open to it. I had her sucking my dick on command. ANYWHERE! Once we were at a restaurant and told her I wanted to feel her throat. We went to the guys restroom and she sucked me dry, swallowed every dropped. We went back to the table and ate like nothing happened. I even gave her rules to follow. For instance, anytime she sucked my dick her titties had to be out, and anytime She wanted to cum she had to ask me, even if I was away and she wanted to masturbate she had to ask me. I called her all type of degrading names like Throatzilla, and Freeuse Slut. I choked her whenever I wanted, spit in her face, slapped her whenever I got horny. For punishments I sat her in a chair and left her tied up for an hour at a time with nothing but a ball gag in her mouth. And sometimes came on the ball gag just so she can taste my cum while she was tied up.
part 4 of my [F22] weekend orgy retreat – soft femdom [MF]
Part 4 of my weekend orgy retreat – getting my first femdom lessons!
After I had cleaned up from the whole thing, I had this feeling of inner peace but also anger. What a fucking piece of shit he was! And why did it make my pussy so fucking wet knowing he had full control over me?!
Anyway…
After we had lunch, madam Margaret’s lessons were being set up. There we’re chairs placed in pairs, sat up in front of a sort of podium where she would stand. My boyfriend and I went, and sat down on a pair of chairs.
Soon all of the chairs were filled with both couples who came here together as well as some who had just met here, and wanted to go to the lesson.
Adventures in Key West, Part 6 (femdom) (bdsm) (sm) (M43/F44)
As his tongue alternated between flicking her clit and licking her all over, she stared down at him. There were so many nights she had thought about this, and she was about to make the most of it; but she also knew that this wasn’t about the short game, there was something much larger in play.
“My little slut knows really how to service a cunt, I’m impressed,” she purred as she pushed him away. “We have too much to do today to just sit around here and fuck.”
She stood up and motioned for him to follow her. As he stood up, she turned to him with a cold stare. He instinctively dropped to his knees and crawled behind her on all fours – she was impressed in her ability to already command him without saying a word.
“I had my friend go back to your room and grab some clothes last night, but there are a few other things we need to take care of first,” she said to him as they passed into her bedroom. “I know you, I know what makes you tick, and I know that I need to have you locked up at all times.”
From passion to pain, part 26 [M][F] (age gap) (BDSM)
Today was a day of caution. Firstly, because I was putting the suspension rig through its paces. Secondly, and more importantly, because inversion play requires greater care be taken to ensure the safety of the party on the receiving end of being flipped upside down for an extended period. Ally was on 2x4s in the shape of an “x” – completely spread open. I was keeping her pussy soaked to ensure a steady stream of her sweet nectar flowed down her body. From her inverted position, Ally’s liquid gold appeared to flow upward, from her tight vagina, to her taught tummy, between her beautiful breasts, before finally dripping off her chin and pooling onto the floor. I used a combination of my hands and a vibrator placed on a low setting to keep her worked up enough to make a tiny river. When the vibrator took over, my hands roamed the brunette’s smooth, caramel body. Sometimes I maintained a gentle touch across soft, sensitive areas – goosebumps my goal and reward. Other times, my hands were brought roughly to her upside down bottom or pinching and twisting her stiff nipples. “Mmmm, master, please… let your slut cum.” The vibrator was toying her more than she could stand and the time had passed enough for me to relent. I turned the toy to its highest setting and brought my own force to bear as well. My fingers rubbed Ally’s clit furiously, causing the stunning woman beneath their touch to buck and convulse. “That’s right, slave. Cum for me. Squirt for your master, whore.” The words sent her over the edge and Ally’s orgasm completely engulfed her. Drops of her ejaculate turned into a small stream, before puttering out into another round of feminine sprinkles. I waited until she managed to catch her breath before beginning the ritual to free her and return her body to an upright position.
From passion to pain, part 25 [M][F] (age gap) (BDSM)
Sometimes, less is more. Today I only had Ally’s arms restrained. Partly because not binding her legs meant that I could use either her pussy or her ass however I pleased, partly because being tied to the ceiling made restricting her legs moot. Getting her attached to the suspension rig was the easy part, though. The difficulty came in getting Ally to agree to let me put a ring gag on her. I had to explain my intentions before she finally saw the benefit and acquiesced. But, the buxom brunette looked so delectable with nipple clamps attached to the ring of her gag. Connecting the pain in her nipples to her having to pull on her own flesh – stretching the stiff nubs to get a greater sensation – made me question whether I may or may not be a sadistic genius. But, I had another trick to really send Ally into a frenzy. Small weights tied to either end of a string. Only a few ounces, but enough force that when placed across Ally’s stretched nipples, it sagged slightly, pulling even further away from her sizable breasts. Ally was whimpering from even the smallest of gestures, as moving her head at all sent electricity throughout her tits. Watching her eyes roll back from pain and pleasure while her tits bounced from me invading her pussy filled me with forbidden fire.