Saturday, 28 April 2018

Pride

I don't do boastful and I rarely indulge in self-pride, but today is different. Today I completed a 5,000 swimathon in a time much faster than I expected. Therefore, today, I feel good enough about myself to share the image below. Tomorrow I hope to be more humble (there was a lady in my lane who was much faster, I was in awe).


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#SoSS April 28

Share our Shit Saturday is a superb idea which involves sex bloggers/writers who are likely to fall foul of increasingly puritanical regulations. We share the work of other bloggers/writers in order to amplify our voice. This is my first such SoSS, here are some unmissable posts I read this week:

Women do pay for sex and this is why (by Kate Lister aka @WhoresOfYore): https://inews.co.uk/inews-lifestyle/women/the-women-who-pay-for-sex/

Important article that comes at the question of why women pay for sex from several different angles. Has some great real-life examples too.

LYRA'S STORY (by @lyrakinetoid as guest post on @BibulousOne's award-winning blog): http://painaspleasure.com/2018/04/23/lyras-story/

Talking of real-life examples, this enthralling post by Lyra describes one of her encounters with a professional Dom she's been seeing for several years. There's lots of lovely detail and insight into what she's thinking. Highly recommended.

Sinful Sunday Dreams of Bondage (by @SilverDomUK): http://silverdropstoybox.com/2018/04/dreams-of-bondage/

This Sinful Sunday image conveyed so many feelings to me; love, exhaustion, dominance, submission. It really is a gem but my words can't do it justice so check it out!

Is your husband home (by @girlonthenet): https://www.girlonthenet.com/2018/04/22/is-your-husband-home/

This resonated with me, as I imagine it would with any other man who has seen tradespeople defer to them rather than their female partner (even if the latter is the more qualified person to speak with). Girl On The Net describes her horribly frustrating real-life experiences. Prepare to cringe at how regressive some men can be.

Side note: when society catches up with the fact that many women do earn more than their male partners and are better at handling bills/projects/etc then hopefully such situations will occur less frequently. 

Wednesday, 25 April 2018

Patience

It's now probably about a year since I last had the privilege of having a D/s relationship and oh how I miss that life. I really, very much enjoy being dominant, not just the punishment, the rope play or the kinky sex, but also the genuine care, being an expert on her feelings, knowing when she needs a bath and massage.

What I had was special, which is why I haven't rushed into another such relationship. It's an amazing thing, being in control of another, being in charge of their pleasure, being responsible for their wellbeing. I'd like that again.

Sadly, though, there seems to be little demand for ethically non-monogamous dominant-but-occasionally-switchy men. On top of that I'm going to be leaving the country for several months in September. Not the best time to get into something new.

I haven't yet sold any of my BDSM equipment, maybe because I can't bring myself to admit that another D/s relationship is so unlikely right now. If or when it does happen I know it will have been worth the wait.

Saturday, 21 April 2018

Wetland

A recent day on which the weather kept people indoors and encouraged this river to rise beyond the constraints of its banks and explore the surrounding forest. There I shed my clothes and joined the aquatic revelry.


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Sunday, 15 April 2018

Alone

Tomorrow G will be moving out. We're not splitting up - she is going to a different part of the country to look after an elderly relative for a few months. This will be the first time in my entire life that I've lived entirely alone.

I plan to keep myself very busy so as to overcome the feeling of yearning. I'm going to miss her company, her mind, her idiosyncrasies that I've come to love after being together for over 15 years. I will miss her sexy body and the feel of it next to mine.

We've spent time apart before; when I travelled through Central America for a couple of months or when one of us were abroad for work. What I know I'll miss is that luxury of sex on tap. When I want to see and feel a naked woman I'll be able to come home and satisfy those desires.

We'll be seeing one another in person every couple of weeks. I will no doubt be gagging for the moment when I get to feel myself inside her, to reacquaint my hands with her body, to gaze into her eyes as I penetrate. 

I'm going to truly miss her, my Gorgeous London Princess, in so many more ways than one. Ways that transcend the purely physical. But this is a sex blog and so it's her cute little bod I'm already missing until next we meet.

In the meantime there's always porn.

Saturday, 14 April 2018

Banishing their demons

Down the quiet street fled the crying woman. Home was nearby but the demons from whom she was fleeing maintained their proximity. Even after attaining the refuge of her own four walls they refused to disappear.

It was so difficult to be rid of them, especially after today. She had studied so hard, but the demons were insisting that the paper she'd just sat was a fail. There was a method she'd discovered for removing them. The three people she found in the kitchen were not part of that method. Not yet, anyway.

"It was so easy." 
"Seriously, did we really need to study for that?"
"I know right? Still, it's a pass for sure. I'll take that. Oh hey Gina, wasn't that exam just the easiest?"

Will, Jag and Ash. Her final year housemates and all good friends. However, she wished they wouldn't discuss their academic progress. They could be so passively competitive. Right now Gina needed better company. She needed Him.

"Dimitry is in your room," smiled Jag. 

Gina thanked him then headed upstairs. Behind her she heard her housemates turn the radio up loud, ahead of her she heard water running. The bath was almost full and steaming hot.

"All yours," came a sonorous voice from her room.

She turned towards it and what she saw immediately began calming her. His wavy dark hair. His grey, kind eyes. His broad shoulders, slight smile, stubbly face. He stepped forwards and proprietorially undressed her.

He ordered her downstairs to get a bottle of sparkling wine he'd left chilling in the fridge, wanting to mark this occasion in defiance of the demons. The boys were still in the kitchen but she didn't mind them seeing her naked because her body belonged to Him now. They also didn't mind as they had grown familiar with her being in this state whenever Dimitry visited. Of course, that didn't stop them from drinking in the exquisite sight of her nudity.

"Bath," he ordered when she returned upstairs.

Obedience came naturally to her when she was with Him. She slid into the watery embrace and soaked in liquid bliss as Dimitry soaked up her worries. He soothed her with considered reassurances. The demons were in retreat, calm was being restored.

"Stand,"

Before cold wrapped its fingers around her He enveloped her with a fluffy towel then led the way to her room. He closed the door then indicated that she should disrobe. She felt his gaze roam over her breasts and cunt. All His. 

"Turn. Bend over the bed,"

Her ass was presented to Him. His dominance over her was total. Every orifice; His. She heard the swish of a flogger then felt the thud of its fronds and the sting as they whipped against her skin.

Gina began to drift away, each stroke taking her further from thoughts of exams. The next thing she felt was His hand between her legs, fingers stroking her hairy cunt and seeking out her clit. Then came the wet, slick feeling of lube being applied to her asshole and the brief shock of a finger being slipped inside.

They couldn't afford many toys, but one of her favourites was a simple, silver butt plug. She felt Dimitry replace His finger with the cool metal and knew how thoroughly aroused He would be at the sight of her being assfucked in this position.

Metal chinked against metal as He unbuckled His belt. Gina licked her lips in anticipation, in hope, of what was coming.

"Stand and turn," He ordered. 

Without hesitation He swooped in and enjoined His lips with hers. The feel of His clothed body against her naked skin dialled up her excitement, especially when His hands began to roam, stroking and caressing, pinching and spanking.

Gentle pressure on her shoulders Dimitry signalled to her that she should kneel. He very slowly unbuttoned His jeans then pushed down His boxers, revealing a semi-swollen cock. Receiving a nod from her Master she opened her mouth wide and sucked on Him. Dizzy with desire, her mind completely banished the demons. The place she now inhabited was too perfect for any negative thoughts.

Gina exalted in the feel of Him under her tongue, using the divine ridge which ran along his shaft as a guide to the swollen head and tiny slit. Rarely did He allow her access to His cock until she'd thoroughly earned it. This was just another treat to distract her from real life.

"Stand. Get on the bed, on your hands and knees." He ordered before tucking Himself back into His trousers.

There was no need to instruct her to arch her back and stick her butt up as high as she could. This now came naturally to her. Dimitry removed His shirt and went to her. He read her with His fingertips. Smooth curves, silky hair, erect nipples. 

They were students, they weren't wealthy. They couldn't afford to explore the world and indulge in luxury. But they were rich in desire, they could explore one another and indulge in each other's bodies.

"Don't move."

Dimitry left her exposed on the bed. He hurried downstairs and into the kitchen. The three other housemates stopped their conversation and greeted their guest. From a drawer He withdrew a wooden spoon.

"Whatcha cooking up there?" Jag asked with a smile.
"All sorts of trouble." Dimitry answered with a wink.

Back in Gina's room He closed her door then told her to bite down on the spoon handle. He went to her rear and proceeded to dole out a harsh spanking. Her asshole clamped on her butt plug with each slap, her ecstatic grunts muffled by the spoon. Dimitry rejoiced at the sight of her wobbling flesh.

"Which one do you want tonight?" He asked when her cheeks had coloured deep red.
"What would you like to do with me?" 
"I want you to be licked. I want you to orgasm, many times."
"Jag, I'd like Jag please."
"On your back, legs spread and hold your ankles."

Dimitry returned downstairs, nodded at Jag then returned to Gina. Moments later Jag followed. He received another nod from Dimitry then knelt by the bed, in front of his housemate.

With hungry abandon Jag smothered Gina's cunt with his tongue. He delved into her hot pinkness, pulled out the plug and replaced it with a finger. Such was his ability with her clit, he managed to bring the sub to orgasm within a minute.

"Good little slut. Want another?"

Before she could answer Dimitry asked Jag to continue. Whilst the talented tongue sought out her button, He walked over and grasped her breasts then leaned in for a kiss.

"That feels good doesn't it?" Dimitry said between mouthfuls of her, "spread your ass for him, let him eat you out there."

As soon as Gina obeyed, Jag refocused his oral attention, coating her tight puckered hole in saliva. Dimitry replaced the tongue on her clit with His fingers. Circling, gently pinching and rubbing before pushing them into her. Moments later she came again for Him.

Gina was utterly devoted to the two men's touch, but, even though she had surrendered to their horn, being forced to orgasm twice in quick succession resulted in her curling up into a ball. Her wet pussy and asshole were still exposed though so Dimitry pulled out His cock again and penetrated her cunt.

"Would you like to feel her mouth Jag?" He asked.
"I always like feeling her mouth, she's so good with it," Jag murmured.
"Girl, I want you to suck off Jag," came the order.

Her housemate's dick was already hard with arousal. Gina recognised the feel of it in her mouth, knew how all of the men she lived with looked and felt. When Dimitry visited she willingly became their sex slave, offering her body to satisfy urges.

Normally her Master only allowed one other man access to her at a time. Tonight, however, was a special night. Dimitry knew that His sub needed extra attention in order to provide maximum escapism. He whispered in her ear.

"I'm going to invite the others in, would you like that?" He asked.
"Mmhmm," she replied in a small voice.
"Can you handle four cocks at the same time?"
"Mmhmm."

He called down for Will and Ash. They appeared at the bedroom door and took a minute to enjoy the view of their sexy housemate being spitroasted.

"She wants more," Dimitry explained. "I've got a juicy little ass here that's ready to be fucked."

Will beat Ash to it. He slipped on a condom and, after Dimitry shuffled along to give him room, gently introduced his cock into the sub's expectant orifice. The two men could feel the other's dick, but their focus was entirely on the woman. Ash had to satisfy himself with playing with his cock and getting the occasional lick and and suck from her.

"Are you enjoying yourself my delicious little fuckslut?" Dimitry asked Gina.
"Mmmfff," she replied, with her mouth full of Jag.
"Ash, you gotta have a go with her ass," said Will, "it's so damn tight."

The two men switched positions, Ash pulling on a rubber and easing into the euphoric sub. Jag's breathing quickened and moments later Gina felt his warm cum filling her mouth. Her tongue licked up every last drop and moments later was put to use on Will's cock.

Now she felt Ash harden, buried deep inside her. She moaned as he continued to thrust in and out of her ass, using her tight hole to squeeze out his orgasm. The cock was so swollen and the throbbing so intense that she was almost overwhelmed with the feeling of surrender to his satisfaction. 

She obediently remained attentive to Will, his cock was her favourite to serve with her mouth. It was not too large and incredibly responsive. Soon he added a third helping of spunk into her, grasping her tits so as to enhance his elation with the feel of her.

Her housemates sat back, sated yet continuing to enjoy the show. Dimitry pulled away and she instantly missed the feel of him inside her.

"On your back, hold your ankles in the air," He ordered.

Gina got into position and the boys moved so as to get the best view. Dimitry rummaged in a drawer and found a vibrator. He placed it against Gina's pussy and began teasing her with it, not yet switching it on.

"Hold it for me."

She let go of her ankles but kept her legs aloft. The vibrator felt heavy in her hands, she ached for its satisfying hum. With His hands now free Dimitry gently pulled her buttocks apart, giving the boys a view of her well-used anus. Knowing she had three pairs of eyes on her most intimate part, Gina moaned in submissive pleasure.

"Turn it on."

Her presence in this room momentarily became purely physical. She was lifted from herself, carried on a cloud of vibrating joy. From here she saw a woman unshackled from her worries but happily imprisoned by the lusty gaze of three close friends on her naked, exposed body.

Dimitry knew this to be the moment when she'd need Him again. Sure enough she hungrily took Him between her lips, her tongue greeting His flesh and exploring every inch. She could taste herself upon Him and this reminder of how she'd been the servant of four expectant cocks doubled her enjoyment.

It was the one in her mouth that she knew best. Those little signs which told her that she'd be imminently consuming his delicious jizz began to present themselves. He grew harder, His length increased and, lastly, the pulsing intensified. Fortunately He knew her as well as she did Him and so had prolonged this moment until she was ready.

Gina grunted and groaned out a final climactic shudder of delight, her pussy hairs now slick with the evidence of her repeated orgasms. Dimitry's cum drooled from the O of her mouth, pooling in her cleavage. Their audience were ready for another round, but respectfully stood, kissed her on the cheek and departed.

Master and sub were left alone to revel in the aftermath. Rich in the love and desire of one another, they enjoyed nothing more than opportunities such as this to let their wealth trickle down to Will, Jag and Ash. 

Dimitry stood, kissed His Gina then went to the bathroom. The exam he'd sat earlier had possessed Him with demons. Her submission had exorcised them and He never once neglected to tell her how grateful He was. He splashed water over His face, returned to her room and did just that.

Saturday, 7 April 2018

Tripdych

A triptych is a work of art in three sections, based on a theme. My tripdych is based on the theme of body lines.


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Monday, 2 April 2018

Binning bondage (or an excuse to go shopping again one day)

I've a cupboard full of rope, impact toys, handcuffs, anal toys and other such accoutrements of a hobbying Dom. It makes me less sad than I used to get when opening this cupboard as time reduces the association my mind makes between this equipment and her.

But I still have a cupboard of bondage goodness that has gone unused for too long. How do I dispose of an anal hook? Those things are heavy, there's a lot of metal which could potentially be recycled. Do I dispose of the anal hook? There's a small chance I'll put it to use again one day.

What I do miss is the excuse to add to my collection. I'm not a big fan of shopping, but enjoy the opportunity to learn about the sensations produced by various equipment and making an informed purchase. In my experience those who make the equipment have such a passion about their craft that it's a joy to listen, learn and share their enthusiasm.

Maybe I should get rid of everything and then, in the unlikely event I'll ever be blessed with a sub again, I'll have an excuse to shop. They're just objects after all, and whilst I currently have an emotional attachment to some of them, that will hopefully disappear as soon as they're in the bin.