Huts so good…

So many people that are starting in BDSM talk about being a “pain slut”, but there is so much more to being a masochistic pain slut than just enjoying a spanking.

I have the pleasure of both being a pain- loving masochist and playing with one. I love both sides of that coin and there is so much more to learn as I grow in my life as a sweet sadist.

I loved the way the cold metal of the cuffs bit into her wrists, watching as her eyelids grew heavy while her breathes quietly came in small gasps. I loved the way her body shivered slightly as she anticipated the next blow of leather against her sweet sweaty skin

My clit tingled as I watched her tongue dart from her pretty little mouth to taste the tear that touched her lip. That sweet salty intoxicating taste of pain that wrapped her body up in heaven.

I heard her gasp louder as she heard my whip rise up and watched her body twitch as she felt the wind just a fraction of a second before it’s leather fangs sunk into her delicate soft skin.

My cunt became soaking wet as her head fell back, her body swayed at the force of my whip, and her mouth opened wide in a silent scream. I wanted to hurt her more as her body surrendered to the molten burn of my whip and she started begging for more.

I stood back and watched with immense pleasure as her body slumped against it’s bindings and her my flew freely into subspace. She looked so stunning as her eyes fluttered under their closed lids, her tears ran freely down her face and that wicked evil little laugh of hers started, telling me that she was ready to be taken down off of the cross and held till she came back down to earth in my arms.

I was in heaven holding her and she, she is my sweet true masochist that feeds every evil part of my soul.

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Wanna play?

I know I do, I want to see that gleam in your eyes while you pull you belt out of the toy box and tell me to get my ass on the bed.

I love the way you breathe in deeply as you bring your amazing leather down on my ass. I crave the way your belt slaps against my skin making me scream in delight.

Crave feeling your hands around my throat taking my breath away with the fading light and dull thud of my blood slowly pausing on it’s trip to my brain and the way you smile as you remove your hand and life comes rushing back in.

Letting my eyes slide shut as I feel your hands sliding down my body, tears starting to well up as I feel your teeth close around my nipples and you start to nurse the sweet milk out of my breasts as hard and as fast as you can. Nursing even harder as I start to beg you to stop, as I squirm and try to move out of the way. Only to lose the battle and soak the bed with my cum as you suck even harder.

My legs shake as you grab me by the hair, force my head up to kiss you as you order me to “roll the hell over bitch”

When you make love to me

I love it when you make love to me.

When you lay me down on the bed and slide your body up next to mine.

When you run your fingers through my hair to wrap it tightly in your fist.

When you pull my head back hard.

When you take my breath away as you wrap your hand around my throat.

When you watch my eyes slide shut before you slap me across the face to bring me back to you.

When you whisper in my ear “No, my little slut, we are not doing this tonight” as you take your hand off of my throat, slide it down my chest to
wrap it around my breast and lower your lips down to kiss my mine.

When you slowly draw me into your kiss, making our hearts beat in time and our breaths coming in small rapid gasps.

When you lift your head up to look in my eyes, smile at me as you slide your fingers between my soft pussy lips to tease my clit until I am moaning.

When you start to bite my neck as my cum coats your fingers, sliding your teeth against my skin as you slide your fingers deep inside of me, holding
on tight as I thrash through my orgasm, softly marking me as one of yours as my body shakes and starts to calm.

When you kiss me deeply as you slide your fingers out of me and bring them up to my mouth to lick clean.

When you moan in my ear as you feel my tongue worship your fingers as if they were your lovely cock.

When you stare in my eyes as you slowly push your cock so deep inside of me, hearing me gasp as my soft cunt opens up even wider to accommodate
your thick cock.

When you feel me tense up as you slowly make love to my body, as you open up doors in my heart and allow my demons to try to rebuild walls so that
you can crush them down with each strong slow stroke of your cock deep inside of me.

When you guide me through my fear of being intimate as your body leads mine into ecstasy.

When you hold me tight as you suckle on my nipple and your cock starts to throb inside of me in time with my inner walls squeezing you tight.

When you moan against my breast as your cum fills my womb, marking me as your inside of my wonderfully tingling body as eyes slide shut and “I love you” slides out of your lips.

When you wrap me in your arms as the giggling starts and subsides into deep sleeping breaths.

When you wake me up with your cock down my throat, your hand deep inside of my pussy, and calling me your wet cunt, dirty bitch, fucking cum whore who craves a good hard beating and that is just what I am going to be getting before you are done with me.

Oh I love it when you fuck me.

Master’s new toy.

I was halfway through my shift of teasing and pleasing my lovely callers
at my phone job, when Master called me to say I needed to come directly to his house right after my fun times were done, that I was not to ask why,-just to get there.

Walking up to his house, I heard his other submissive giggling with
another girl, a voice I had never heard before. They were in the shed so I
walked in and introduced myself. It turned out that this new lady was
going to be Master’s new toy and she was really nice, we laughed and
giggled while getting to know each other better.

My sub-sister had the rope in her hand as she was told to have ready but
as we all started giggle, one of us thought it would be a good idea to tie
her up and have her ready for him when he came home, one of the worst
idea’s yet.

Master was smiling when he walked into the shed but that smile dropped when he saw what we had done without permission. He got the most feral look on his face as he wrapped his hand around my throat and growled that he was not happy with us.

We were quickly banished from the shed.

It was so hard having to walk away without getting to be with him tonight
while he played, but this was our punishment and we deserved it.

We looked back to see if maybe he would tell us to stay, but that did not happen.

It was with tears in our eyes as we walked to the house as we heard the
first hit of leather on her skin. We laid in bed cuddled up together as we
heard her start to moan, knowing that Master had started the second part of his playtime.

The waves of emotions rushed over me as I heard her giggle, I knew I
should be so happy for Master because I know how much he loves his playtime and I really was happy for both him and her, but at the same time that tinge of pain knowing that Master was enjoying someone else, hurt.

This was the first time I experienced this and I swore that I would deal
with the emotions with him honestly so that next time I will wait to do as
asked and will be able to even be happier for Master and his new toy,
because I really liked her and I love him.

Master came into the room later that night, stood before us looking at us
both for a few moments before tell us to move our asses over, he was tired and wanted his ladies wrapped around him right where we good girls belonged and would always be.

It felt so good to be wrapped up in his arms, to feel him hug her and then
me; to hear him kiss her forehead before he turned to me, looked me in the eyes and said “I love you too little one, now get out of your head and
get your ass to sleep.I promise to punish you properly in the morning my
good girl” before kissing my forehead as well.

Love..

Love takes so many different forms

Love isn’t just a wonderful prince riding in to rescue a beautiful helpless maiden that the fairy tales make little girls dream of…

Love is not just the roses and candlelight that the movies make young ladies dream of…

Love is not just the two older people sitting on a couch talking about days gone by that stories from other couples make newlywed couples dream of…

Sometimes love is a touch, it is a kiss, it is a one night spent together sharing your bodies and then nothing more.

Sometimes love is meeting for coffee and then you crave that person in your life, for the rest of your life if possible.

Sometimes love is the sting of leather against soft skin, the hot wax pouring down on a hard nipple, the deep intake of breath when you wrap your hands around her neck as you growl in her ear how you want to tie her up and make her scream your name as you do all the wonderful devious things you have dreamed of doing to her.

Sometimes love is a whisper, a exchange of voices over a phone-line with a beautiful phone sex girl that leaves you breathless.

What is love? It is whatever makes you shine.

Plugs

“Fuckin an ass is like fucking a vacuum, it just sucks you right in.” that is a quote I heard today on a show about a man that loves to anally rape women.

I have played with men in my past that loved ass play, but none like the one I am with now.

I remember the 1st time I felt a man in my sweet ass, I was so glad he was small, because damn it hurt. I swore I would never do that again! 

It wasn’t until I was with Master H. that I felt a man lick and kiss my cute ass. Before I knew it, I was begging him to fuck my ass like a dirty whore and those experiences opened me up to experiences to use on my phone job. 

I have one man that loves to have his ass played with, he loves to let me watch him use a huge toy that is in the shape of a hand up his ass as we talk. I love it. I love seeing him  shudder in joy as he cum hard to my voice and that toy up his ass.

I had my own little silicone plug, but one day while cleaning my room, my grandbaby found it under the bed and “scolded” for earing in my room what she thought looked like a died up carrot!  This cracked me up so hard but yet was so very embarrassing. I so threw it away as soon as I could. 

Now I am thinking maybe I should have had these plugs lol. Something about those ribs look like they would feel pretty amazing going in. 


My boyfriend got me re-interested in butt plugs,  and women’s reactions to them,  when he walked into the sex store with me and hand me pick one out. I tied to go really small and that turned down right away.  We ended up getting one that I really like now. 

I wanted to surprise him with a new one and actually really like it, I didn’t think I would but it is so cute 

It is the smallest of these three and looms so hot in my ass.  I was ordered by Maestre to wear it all day during a conference and the feelings were so strange. I did not like it at 1st but about an hour in I kept feeling my ass squeezing around it and my pussy getting wet. By the end of that day of classes I was so turned on, I just wanted to get in that truck and make myself cum. As soon as I got back to the house, I couldn’t help but almost rip my clothes off and molest my own body. See- pretty huh? 

I really want to see what one with a tail would be like, and I know that my favorite caller always tells me he wants to shove a tail up my pretty ass and ride me like a whore.


I have talked to bf about this once or twice, but I think it might really be becoming a fantasy for me now that I would love to act out. 
Another one that I am interested in is a remote control butt plug (and right now I am kicking myself for even saying that because I know it will add to the interest he already has) but there is just something interesting about them

I am really wanting to explore these more lately.

I never thought that I would even even say I was interested in but plugs and now here I am researching them,  looking at them,  enjoying them,  and I can’t wait to feel it inside of me again when he’s deep inside of me.

So here is to the girls, and guys, that love ass play!!!! May you always enjoy what you love too. 

Memories 

She walks into her quiet house looking around,wishing it wasn’t so quiet. Wishing there were whispers of lust coming from the couch, moans of passion coming from the shower, screams of delight and pain echoing from the bedroom.

She walks from room to room touching surfaces and bringing back memories of wild sex in this spot, giggles of joy in that one, moans over there, screams over there. 

Her hand comes across the spot in the kitchen where he bent her over the dishwasher and took her hard from behind. One of his hands in her hair and the other around her throat as she was gushing all over his hard cock and down her legs. 

She smiles at that memory.

Walking into her bedroom she sit down on her soft bed and looks out the bedroom door way into the hallway leading out to her front door. 

 Not such a happy memory there, as her eyes well up with tears. She remembers the last time he walked out of that door feeling that he was upset with her. 

She lays back on the bed and slowly slides her hand down her body, allowing her mind to wander back to how it felt the 1st time he touched her body. 

She shivers as her fingertips touch her nipples and moans quietly as her nails scrape against them making them hard.

Her eyes shut as she continues to rub her nipples a little harder each time till she arches back and cums.

Her breath catches as she rides these waves of orgasm, remember each and every time he sucked and bit her nipples making her cum over and over again.

As her body relaxes, her fingertips start their trail back down her soft body to her sweet pussy. She loves the feeling over her soft pubic hair being pulled and played with, wishing these fingers were his working their magic like they always do.

She opens her eyes, picturing him over her looking g down smiling at her as she starts to rub her clit, a little harder with each stroke till she is moaning his name out loud and her heart pounds in her chest.

She cums with his name on her lips, his eyes in her fantasies, and her hand deep inside of her hot wet cunt.

This is the best way to relive memories but now she wants to make new ones, so she picks up that phone to message him.

 If she can’t have the real thing- at least she can have the best phone sex in town!