This past Saturday I had the great pleasure of attending a sex toy party, hosted by one of my best girlfriends. It basically works like a Mary Kay or Tupperware party. A representative from the sex toy company comes out and shows a bunch of merchandise, the ladies present drink some wine and decide what to buy!
I was unsure of what to expect from the merchandise. Master and I have a rather large toy collection already, so I was hoping to find "something new and different" if at all possible!
I settled on a stretchable cock ring with a vibrator attached (If Master doesn't end up caring for the cock ring, at least there is a removable multi-setting vibrator included!). I also ordered a vibrator that looks like a lollipop. It also has multiple settings and apparently multiple functions.... I was impressed by the idea suggested by the company representative - put the vibrator to your cheek as you are giving a blowjob! Why on earth have I never thought before of doing this? I don't know. But when my new toys arrive I can rectify the situation!
I had a great time at the party, flipping through sex position books, sipping Merlot, and passing around massage oils and vibrators for feel (Don't get too excited, we only tried the vibes out on our hands and arms!)
When I got back home, I was excited to show Master the little catalog I was sent home with and to tell him about the toys I ordered. I also had a little surprise for him. I stopped on my way to the party and grabbed a porn DVD. It was about sexy secretaries. I think it was called A Hard Day's Work or something very similar.
So I spent a great deal of time sucking his cock while we watched it. And then we went to bed and had a really good fuck before drifting off into cozy sleep...
Tuesday, June 18, 2013
Wednesday, June 12, 2013
Last night was one of those where I am oh, so pleasantly surprised with a bit of bondage. I asked Master if he if he would like to skip reading before bed and get right to sex. I was lying with my head rather close to his cock. He suggested that I start sucking. I did.
Once I'd gotten him worked up, he got up and got my collar. I used to wear this collar daily, when we first began this lifestyle. Somehow we got away from using it over the past few years. The power that the feeling of this collar around my neck has is incredible. It was comforting and exciting at the same time. I felt like my younger, carefree self for an instant. A flood of sexy, happy memories came surging back... but just for a moment...
...Then I found myself wrapped up in the present - or cuffed up, as the case was.
Master cuffed my ankles, thighs, arms, and wrists in various ways as he fucked me. He even cuffed me right to the Liberator wedge (Yes, the wedge comes with cuffs and attachments!). I was in heaven. Being bound and fucked is always a thrill. Well, getting fucked by my Master, bondage or no, is always a thrill, too. But it's so fun with that extra element of excitement!
And that is the position I was in when he came. He shot a huge load of creamy cum into my soaking wet little pussy. When he finished, I lay there, with my head mostly buried in the pillows, feeling so incredibly peaceful. Moments later, I heard the digital camera - capturing the image above.
It felt amazingly good to be collared again. I didn't even realize how much I'd missed the physical sensation of that leather band around my neck until I got it back!
Sunday, June 9, 2013
Of the various pain-causing implements of S&M play, the cane is possibly the most vicious. Or at the least, it's the most vicious I've encountered so far!
I haven't been beaten with a cane in a while. Honestly, it is such an intense experience that I do not mind it being more occasional. If I have not achieved an altered state of mind before being beaten with a cane, it is a bit more difficult to process the pain as pleasurable. A caning can bring me to the point of tears, and my ass will hurt for days afterward!
...And yet, I have a perverse love for it. There is nothing quite like feeling the bite of a cane over and over again across my tender flesh....crying and wishing for it to stop....but also enjoying the intensity of the sensation....knowing that the sight of my pale little ass growing increasingly streaked with red is a pleasing one to my Master.....
And when the caning is over, the way he runs his hand over the tender streaks, showing now as highly defined "stripes," is an insanely erotic way to begin the comedown. Fortunately, there is always also a good fucking to follow such an intense scene. Still reeling from the pain of a harsh caning, orgasm is a dramatically opposite feeling. It's enough to confuse the senses, and further drive me into subspace.
It is making my head spin a bit, just remembering...