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The prey (I was in the bed for a week continued….) [MDOM} [FSUB]

I figured I would share more about my encounters with Russ since our encounters only escalated after I was left in bed for a week. Read the “I was left in bed for a week” post before diving into this one.

After the last intense encounter we had together, we continued to talk long-distance on and off, here and there for the first whole week I was in bed. Then conversations tapered off, as they do in long-distance hookups. The few times we did speak, I noticed there was a shift in Russ. He was comfortable showing me the real dominant side of him. I understood his personality so much more. How he worked, how he thought etc. I realized all this time he had been grooming me, preparing me for this side of him. Read more »

X [F],[M], [bd], [Fsub]

Your blind folded. Your mouth is open, but you can do nothing. Drool. Thats what you’ve been doing. From your mouth and pussy.
Your arms are asleep, your legs feel like they’re nailed to the floor. The rope holding you to a piece of wood. You feel its fibers run your skin. Skin stretched tight. Almost a tickle, but more menacing. Some uncurrent sends shooks through you.
Your facing an elongated X. The cross bars moved up just below your chin. The boards weren’t very wide, you breasts fit outside the X.
For what seems like eternity you’ve been tied here. Mouth gag to quite your ejaculations. Drool covering the first 6 inches of wood under your chin.
Your pussy must have cum 5 times already. You can’t stop them anymore. They build and build, screaming does no good, but you try. Your throat hurts. You don’t know whats next.
There’s a rabbit pushed inside your vagina. Just a humin along. Held in place by a leather harmess. Just hold the bottom from falling away from its ears on your clit. The harness is stationary. Any wiggling you do doesn’t change it’s position. Little relief on your tip toes. But you can only do that so long. You must rest your legs. But that only causes your nipples undo anxiety. As you rise to escape the ears on your clit, your nipples being released from their stretch upwards, your body locked the grips of one after another. You’ve released what you could involuntarily, but it just doesn’t stop. One after another, you don’t know where you are, you don’t really care where you are. You think of nothing but the warmth. The vibrations.
And suddenly it stops. The vibrations are still clear in your ears. You feel something. Not really sure what it is.
“There’s a bucket under you. If you can or when you can, it’s there.”
And this time you hear the door open and close. And the sound of a key in a lock.

Worshipping Sir. (Mdom/Fsub, oral)

I’m so hungry. As I carefully shave my legs, that’s the only thought consuming me. This craving has been been steadily mounting, reaching feverish heights. Spreading my thick thighs, I gently part my labia, smoothing the creamy gel and chasing it with my razor. Barely brushing my clit, a shiver of anticipation rushes through me. I push aside the desire to plunge my fingers deep into my aching cunt. Wait, I chide myself. This isn’t about me. Wiping the razor, I rinse and moisturize. Silky smooth skin, pale as moonlight. Freckles dust my entire body, and a delicious fragrance surrounds me. It’s more than perfume or expensive oils. It’s just me.. and I know it drives him crazy. I finish getting ready quickly, too impatient to linger long on makeup and hair. Read more »

Dancing In The Dark (mf) (long) (Hint of MDom/fsub) (oral) (piv)

*Before I met you, I considered myself best in class. Now I feel like a rookie.*

*I’ll getcha learned up…*

I unwound my damp hair from the bun and waited for the knock at the door. Around me, the room was mostly quiet. SportsCenter on the TV did nothing to distract me from my thoughts.

*What’s ‘Chapter 2’?*

*Patience, my young Troublemaker*

*Patience is one of the virtues I lack, in case you haven’t noticed….*

The knock at the door startled me out of my reverie. A tremor shook through my frame, my heart sitting in my throat. I pulled the door open and he looked over his shoulder before quickly entering, the door snapping shut behind him.

His blue-grey eyes were tinged red today. He hadn’t slept. *When does he ever?* I pondered this thought as I pushed the jacket from his shoulders, wrapping my arms around him as I did. Read more »

Please… [cum][love][fsub][hungry for cum][love][breakup]

Umm, I’m new to this I kinda would love for someone to read my erotic poetry work.
Prefer female. Also suggestions on communities and such. I just wanna share. ??‍♀️ help!!

Why do I starve for your love?
Why do I die for your attention?
Why do I hunger for your cock down my throat like its my last meal.
As cum drips from mouth I’m malnourished.
Voracious.
I crave the taste of lukewarm fervor.
Unfed and ravenous.
Poignant.
When did I become a skeleton?
Why do I not get fed?

My foray into the world of link [bdsm] [MDom] [Fsub] [bondage] [Hitachi] [squirting]

I recently experienced BDSM for the first time as a submissive. I know that I am a submissive because it is the only avenue, at the expert hands of someone else who graciously lends me the fruits of their meticulous craft, through which my constant churning mind silences. The violent, constant churning of contradictory states of inner world come to an abrupt stop, yet there is no lurch of inertia that jostles you. It defies description and physics.

There are scenes within scenes.

First, there was the equipment setup, where I assisted Sir and helped with the unpacking of the toys and spreader bar. I don’t have many of my own toys. I do use a dildo but using it must feel akin to feeling how a carnivore feels if it is forced to eat tofu – never completely satisfying, means to an end. I had never used a Hitachi wand on myself. Yeah, really. I have been in handcuffs and role played as a submissive before, but this was a complete production. A one-woman production, but Sir was the director, choreographer, art designer, sound and lighting tech, stage crew, makeup, and curtain call. There were toys in shapes and sizes I had never seen before. A toy of three-pronged pleasure, a double-penetrative double dildo thingy, and a buttplug that both inflated AND vibrated. What. Read more »

Letters From Daddy, part 2 [Mdom] [exhibitionism] [possession] [fsub] [ddlg]

A few tweaks on your phone later, and my surprise is done. You’ve been waiting on the couch and I wonder what your fretful little head has imagined I’d be doing to your electronic life.

I sigh to myself, and ruminate on your adorable neuroses. I know you’re biting your cuticles, tapping your foot, barely watching your favourite television show because you’re wondering what I’ve got coming for you.

It’s not like you don’t trust me. Really, I don’t think anyone has ever trusted me more. Those big brown eyes never suggest a doubt. And I’d never give them reason to- your adoration and faith in me is priceless.

I pocket your phone and walk over to the lounge, standing over you and blocking your view of the television.

“Princess, Daddy needs to interrupt your show”. You giggle, knowing I know you have no fucking idea what’s happening on the screen. An exaggerated pout follows

“Yes Daddy?” You say sweetly, just the smallest hint of irony in your voice. My cock twitches, aching to touch those sweet “yesdaddyyeswolfieanythingyouwantpleasefuckme” lips of yours, but not before our chat. Read more »