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Wicked Wednesday: A Good Start

It started a while ago. We were just chatting along about kinky things when the subject of switching came up.

“Wanna hear a secret?”

“Yes?”

“I wanted you to take control”

“What? When?”

“When I was teasing you”

And that was the start. From those few lines, a conversation followed about what my submissive side would need. I’ve had unpleasant experiences in the past so my main issue is trust and being a control freak. I trust him and I feel safe but still there is that little voice inside my head that keeps spreading doubt and make things bigger than they seem. But I digress, in that conversation I told my limits, but most of all, the things I found hot. What would get me going.

Needless to say, hornyness ensued but I managed to contain it.

Arriving at the venue we were greeted by the organization. We were checked off and we received some currency each because it was an auction party and you could buy people with fictional money. I got dressed and my cutie had to put on his dress and heels too. I was going to auction wrestling with me and he was going auction himself as sub with me as dominant. I got sold and after the auction you immediately had to deliver so I stripped a bit and got ready to wrestle. I really should remember to wear more clothing because we wrestled on carpet so yes I had quite a bit of rug burn. But it was fun nonetheless.

After that, it was time for me to punish my boy. He had a few points to resolve because he played with himself without permission and came without permission too. He is no fan of pain and therefore his punishment was pain. To make sure he would remember it and not make the same mistake. First of all I wanted him in the right mindset. So chastity cage on and teasing him. I pushed the cutie to the floor and had him kneel in front of me. Pushing him to the floor I put my feet up on him and just waited. He started to wobble a bit and slowly but surely he fell over. Being totally cute I put one foot on his face while he just laid there. After a while of teasing him, I gave him his punishment. He definitely didn’t like it and after he endured it we laid cuddling and talking.

“You want to switch?”

I looked him in the eyes and said yes.
“Well, first you have to unlock something if you want that to happen”  and he looked down at his chastity cage.

I started laughing and fidgeted the keys of my zipper. I unlocked him and after putting the cage away he grabbed my head and kissed me. I could sense the change in him and we headed to change outfits. I put on my schoolgirl skirt and while I was grabbing my top, his hand slipped under my skirt and he said while gripping my undies “You don’t need these”

Being a good girl I took them off and I instantly felt more naked and more aware of my hornyness. When I finished changing he came up to me with his collar and leash. He put it on me and guided me back to the bar area.

He kissed me and forced me to his knees. I don’t remember exactly what we said after that because I was still being cheeky and he was asking me trick questions. Like what to call him. He didn’t mention it before so I was like, yeah but you didn’t say anything about that. (yes I was being cheeky and an smart ass) Could have been anything that you want me to say. But eventually I did call him Sir while I was on my knees for him.

My knees hurt from the rug burn so I just sat down sideways in front of him.

“What should I do with you?”

I said I didn’t know and he pulled me up again. We walked towards the other room and in the hallway we started to wrestle. I said with my dry sarcasm, wouldn’t it be easier to wrestle in the room there? You know,  open space and all. We moved into the room and quickly we were on the ground. I don’t know how he did it but suddenly he sat on top of me. I tried to buck him off but it didn’t work. During that process my skirt hiked up and I vaguely was aware my pussy was in full sight. My top also started to come undone and my boobs were saying hi. I’m sure nobody did mind that. Must have been because he triggered me that I at some point just didn’t try as hard to get him off me. His hand found its way to my pussy and he felt how wet I was. While I was squirming and flailing my legs around a bit, he was playing with my pussy and people were definitely enjoying the view.

I whimpered and squirmed as he kept teasing me. He knew what I wanted. I wanted him and sex. Rough sex. I wanted him to take me. But for that I needed to train him first. Teach him how I work and what works for me. It really felt like topping from the bottom (definitely in a literal sense) but it is needed communication. He does want me to feel safe and not fuck up. I trust him, but i am also a control freak. So to truly let to go I need to be stuck.

It was really hot until I had to sit up for a bit because my head was exploding and my neck was stuck. So after a break and some quiet time we continued a while later.

Throwing me on the bed he forced me down face first and yet again I tried to struggle my way out. I was getting less and less defiant and wanting to give in. Feeling him on top of me, not being able to move. My barriers faded but I still wasn’t completely there. Definitely horny as fuck though. So that one time at the party wasn’t enough.

Next time, more?

Definitely a good start…

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What I am not

So I went to check out a bdsm studio the other day. Because I am seriously interested to go be a professional dominant. I came in, had a chat with the owner, a lovely lady who obviously took pride in her work. I had a small tour of the place and it was an awesome studio. Well decorated and well stocked on equipment.

We talked about the more practical stuff about if I would be starting there. That I could start with a day in the weekend. But I had to do my own marketing. All pretty valid points. Even the money and distance part wasn’t bad or discouraging.

What just didn’t sit with me right is the fact that she said that I would need to be more over the top. More the typical strict mistress in a pretty shiny outfit.
That would mean that I wouldn’t be myself. I would be a different persona. I would be playing a part. I’m not some strict mistress in shiny latex yelling commands at a groveling sub.

Hell no.

I am not that kind of person. I will not change who I am. I get the concept that it’s your job and with a job you have to act a certain way and be nice to people you’re usually not nice to. Or the other way around in this case. But doing that, for me, part of the experience is lost. Part of the magic is gone. Part of the chemistry would be gone.

So that got me wondering. I wondered if there are professional dominants out there that are like me. No screaming, no bitchyness, no getting all dolled up and dressed pretty for the submissive. Just being yourself, enjoying it all.

 

I am not a dominant who needs clothing to assert her dominance. I can be dominant naked or in a baggy pants and sweater just as good.

I am not someone who asserts her dominance by screaming and being bitchy.

I am not someone who plays her part and portrays herself differently than she is.

 

I am a caring person.

I am who I am, no matter what I wear.

I am proud of my dominance, the way I do things.

I am not ashamed of myself

I am happy with my life and the relationships in it.

 

But I certainly wouldn’t mind giving being a professional dominant a try, as long as I can still be me.

 

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Wicked Wednesday: Tea date

I checked my phone again for the time and looked at the board. He could be coming around the corner any second now. I’ll admit, I’m not that nervous with dates but it’s always a little exciting. Judging just by his pictures he was darn cute but people are always a little different on pictures. I instantly recognized him from his pictures as he walked around the corner and he recognized me as well. Hard to miss a tall lady like myself. He came in for a handshake but I instantly waved it away for a big hug.

We walked towards the nearest pub we could find because of course, hail came raining down upon us. Sitting down, I had a good look at him while sitting across from him. Very handsome and adorable. Before we met up, we had been chatting for quite a bit and I did mention something about getting very wet and wondering how he would look between my legs. After chatting for a bit, the thought crossed my mind again. I decided I definitely would want him between my legs. Then and there I made up my mind, I had to have him.

After a few drinks we decided to go to another place and we sat opposite of each other again. Further along the conversations, I slowly started to make my move. Crossing my legs, I made sure to have my leg next to his. And I slowly started to caress his leg with my foot. Just subtle enough to be maybe incidental. His body language changed slightly and I kept doing it. The conversation changed and I don’t remember what it was but he was wondering about me behaving. I put my hand on his knee and his expression changed. Slowly stroking it I kept looking him into his eyes and I saw him shiver. I felt his leg starting to tremble when I kept stroking it. He obviously didn’t see it coming and he was totally adorable. I decided it was time for some more action and suggested we go outside for a walk. He agreed and we went outside. Coming out of the pub I grabbed his arm and hooked mine into it. I guided him while we walked and at a nice and quiet spot I turned in front of him and kissed him. I felt his resistance melt away after a few seconds and he returned the kiss. I felt my pussy become more and more wet between my legs and I broke off the kiss again. We walked further until I saw a park. It looked nice and quiet and I dragged him along with me.

I stopped him under a tree and started kissing him again. Slowly his hands became more daring and he cupped one of my breasts. I grabbed him by his ass and pulled him against me. I felt his erection through his pants and started grinding my body against it a bit. One of my hands wandered to his head and grabbed him by the back of his hair. I pulled a bit and broke the kiss. Looking at him, I let my other hand wander to the front of his pants and softly stroked it with my fingertips. His hand slowly made its way to the front of my body and he slowly pulled up my skirt. I grabbed his hand and while pulling it to the side I softly said no. With a whimper he kissed me again and I kissed back. Softly biting his lips, I caught myself and let go again. Trying to restrain myself I grabbed his chin and pushed him back a bit.

His hand was slowly wandering to my front again and he looked at me.

‘Go on’  I said.

He didn’t waste any time and pulling up my skirt he made his way to my pussy. By this time I was utterly soaked already and it even started leaking through my panties. He gasped, feeling how wet I was and slowly let his fingers explore. Wanting to keep him on edge I grabbed his arm again and removed it from my wetness. A slight groan escaped him when I grabbed his erection and squeezed. Turning me on with his groaning I started kissing him again. His hands wandered towards my ass and cautiously he started his fondling. I let him for a bit and I grabbed his arms again. Emphasizing it again with a soft no while looking into his eyes.

Even though we both were horny as hell, I noticed that he was shivering and suggested that we should walk back. On the way home again, I couldn’t stop grinning. Knowing that this would only be the beginning.

 

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His surprise

It started with just an idea in my head. Something to surprise him with for. Something so deep in the darkest, perverted corner of his mind, that he wouldn’t speak of it. I found out by accident browsing on our laptop. The browser history had remembered something that didn’t look familiar to me so I went and see what it was. It was a porn site. More specifically, it was a cuckold porn site. I was fascinated and slowly the idea grew on me to surprise my husband with another woman with a strap on.

Doing some browsing online, I realized that it would be a lot less hassle to not go and find someone through ‘date’ sites and to just hire a professional. I stumbled across londonescortgirls4u.com and had a browse there. I decided on a gorgeous looking woman called Eve. Nervously I contacted the agency and arranged a date for her to come to our house. The day before the date, I went to a sextoy shop to get some supplies. When I told the shop assistant of what I needed, she helped me pick out all the necessities. Including restraints to make sure he wouldn’t move. It may be his fantasy but I still want my fun for my own. I didn’t pick another woman for him, but for me. I have experimented with women in the past but to only think about what might happen now, made me quite excited.

I arranged Eve to arrive before my husband would, to make sure there will be enough time to tell her about the plan and to see if she appealed to my woman loving side. I put the toys out in the bedroom and made sure everything was ready when I heard the doorbell ring. I opened the door and invited her in. She looked just as beautiful as her pictures and I was glad that I chose her. I explained my plans to her and how I wanted to do this. I took her to the bedroom and showed her the set up I made. I had put a chair next to the bed where I would tie him up so he would be agonizing close and be able to see everything. Seeing I was a bit nervous, she came closer and kissed me. Her lips were soft and delicious to kiss. when I heard the car pull up on the driveway I broke off the kiss and grabbed the blindfold. Going downstairs my heart raced as my husband came in.

‘Hi honey, how was your day?’ I asked.

‘Alright, glad to be home though.’

‘Come here, I have a surprise for you. ‘

This caught his attention and he said;’what kind of surprise? ‘

‘Wouldn’t be a surprise if I said it now would it?’

I revealed the blindfold and immediately covered his eyes with it.

‘What are you up to with this?’

‘You’ll see,’ I said as I guided him upstairs. Coming to the bedroom Eve was laying on the bed in her lingerie and it made me lust after her even more.

‘Okay you can sit down on the chair now’ I said as he carefully sat down. I took his arms and in a quick movement, secured them in the restraints. Before he could protest I also secured a gag in his mouth. Lastly I made sure his legs where secured to the chair as well and sat on the bed in front of him.

‘Now you are ready for your surprise, I’m sure you will enjoy this,’ I said as I removed his blindfold. He blinked a few times and saw Eve behind me on the bed. Eve came up behind me and kissed my neck as she slid her hand between my legs. I saw his eyes grow bigger as he fully realized what was going on and he mumbled into his gag.

She massaged my clit through my clothing and I moaned as she bit down in my neck gently. I could see his penis getting rock hard in his pants and Eve had noticed as well.

“Seems he is enjoying himself just as much.”

“Not as much as I will enjoy myself,” I said and took of my clothes as Eve stepped into the strap-on harness. With the harness and cock secured to her, she pushed me down on the bed on my back. She started teasing my breasts with her lips as she pushed a finger in my dripping vagina. I moaned loudly and couldn’t wait for more.

To be continued..

Wicked Wednesday: He went Dutch

I look around in your apartment
Bending over to look at things
Hoping you will stare at my ass
Maybe catch a glimpse of my underwear

Making out on the couch
Straddling you
Feeling you hard underneath me
Slowly getting naked
On the way to bed

Teasing you
Slowly tracing kisses down your body
Licking your cock
Before taking it into my mouth
Sucking hard
Feeling you throb in my mouth
And just before it comes
‘You are an animal’

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Kink of the week: Orgasm control

First of all I have to say that I love orgasm control, especially used in combination with teasing it is a very fun thing. On someone else I must say, of course. On me it probably won’t work or even work counter horniness. I love being in control of a  man and his orgasms, not only because of the control but also the effects of it. For me, it helps enhance the dominant control and presence.

 

Let’s just say I have control over your orgasms.

Yes you.

Every time you get excited and your mind wanders.

I will be there in your mind. Every day.

It will enhance your submissiveness, you want to serve me more and better.

You pay attention more to what I say and what I like and dislike.

You will be begging me for release, hoping I will be kind.

I will be teasing you.

More and more.

You will beg me more and more for release.

Just the way I like it

 

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