Whorehouse

Ma’am Straw had one of the best whore houses in town, all of her ladies were clean and very well skilled in the art of pleasure, any sort of pleasure a man may seek,  he could find it there. 

She always made sure to stock her house with only the finest. The finest food, the finest liquor, but most of all- the finest ladies.  She had a few thinner ladies for the men that enjoyed that, but mostly her ladies were large and cruvier than the average brothel girls. You see, her cliental had particular “tastes” that usually they could only fulfill at M’straw’s place. 

Abel was a kinky bastard. He like to grab a girl hard and leave her breathless and bruised. He was no stranger to walking out of the house with a bit of blood on his hands. He knew just the lady he wanted and made sure to always have her. 

Jackson was very intelligent, he got off on talking to the girl until they were both ready to pop and then making love with her quietly until they did! He was always so punctual, came to the house every week at the same time. He knew exactly with whom he wished to spend time with and always made sure to have her. 

Charles was a refined gentleman. He lavished his chosen lady in fine silks and pearls. He loved the seductive side of life and made sure that each stroke of his fingertips left trails of goosebumps down his lady’s skin. He loved to say soft romantic into her ear as he slowly slid inside of her body. 

Happy was the fun loving, joyful son of a farmer man. He worked hard and liked to enjoy his time away at the house curled up in the arms of his sukibear. They laughed and played throughout their romps and one would wonder if sometimes they didn’t cum by laughing together. 

One thing that these men had in common,  besides all loving the same whore house, is that late in the evening after they had spent their energies with their chosen ladies they would lay their head down and listen for the sounds of the other men. 

Jackson could hear Happy laughing that deep belly laugh as he quietly made love to his lady. He wondered what it would be like to have so much fun while doing it. 

Charles could hear Abel’s strap slapping down hard on his whore:s ass. He could hear the sounds of groans and whimpers, moans and screams as he looked down at his lovely’s closed eyes and wondered how beautiful they would look tear stained. 

It  was late in the late in the night, all the guys were leaving when Happy caught up with Jackson.  Happy asked Jackson what it was like to be in such a quiet room while he was fucking his whore, if it was as good as it sounded.?

 Jackson was taking back for a moment and then asked Happy, “what do you mean?  I hear you when you’re in there with your whore and you have so much fun.  you laugh, you even make her giggle.”  Happy just looked at him and said, “Yes, but just once I wonder what it would be like to just be quiet and enjoy the moment. What would it be like to just carry on a wonderful conversation. I may be happy-go-lucky farmer man but I read every night and I would love to be able to have an indept conversation with a beautiful woman”. 

Charles was coming out of his whore’s room just as Abel was walking out of his. They looked at each other and nodded as they passed and then Abel turned around and said “Charles, please forgive any intrusion but I just have to ask, is your whore as elegant in bed as she is out? I am sure her glowing soft skin must be a pure treasure to get to touch when you’re pleasing her.” 

 Charles just turned around and looked it with him with a shocked look! “Are you crazy, my good man? You have got a whore that equals no other in giving pleasure while receiving pain, why would you want to even want to know what it would be like to be with a woman who slides her eyes shut and never looks at you the whole night?”  

The men decided then and there that tomorrow night they would switch things up and they would try to lighten up a little bit by going after something new. 

Ma’am just smiled when she heard this and figured she might as well worn her girls what was yet to come their ways. 

To be continued 

Punches 

They come in so many forms and this week had plenty! 

This week started off so damn amazing! I love laughing and giggling over silly things with the boyfriend and then being put on my knees and getting to be his slutty submissive. 

Gods I had the most amazing time. Even got tucked into bed with the sweetest kiss.  Swoon lol lol 

Punch #1 to the brain – editedt- we talked this all the way out and it is done, we are all good. 

B) I can understand the request I can understand where it’s coming from and I do respect that 100%.

Punch #2 to the heart- 8 years, 1 year, and 1 message. We were together- he and I- as man and mistress for over 8 years. We had so much fun and I knew my place, I was never a threat even though I loved him.  Last year she found out and I was dumped off along side of the roadlike an unwanted puppy. I hurt so badly but D and his pet pushed me to work on me, get to know me, start to love me again. Then boyfriend and I went out for coffee, I was smitten right away, fell in love again and faced the one year anniversary of the last time L and I saw each other together by making amazing new memories!!!! God’s I so love making sundaes!!!! 

This week he changed his number and messaged me from the new one. It was like a punch in the tummy. I cried, told bf, answered ex back to say I was not interested, and then he used an old number to tell me he was just checking on me, didn’t want to see me again. That opened up a whole lot of crap in my brain to deal with. 

Punch #3- time for the body now I guess, I got my first ever yeast infection!!!!  I have worked so hard to avoid these cuz my old best friend used to get them and always so sick. I used to think she was just trying to get attention… Nope I was wrong. This is hell.  

I feel like I have been cunt punched and that is on my hard limit list (at least for right now). I would much rather have my ass cheeks punched! 

Thank goodness for science and doctors that know how to use it cuz this medicine rocks and I am start to feel better – but owie. This sucks!!! 

 I can’t wait to feel back to myself.!! And Hummm that light cunt punch might have to be thought about… 

MINE

Meet me by your door when you come home after a long day at work.

Reach out and stroke my face with your fingertips before sliding your hand around to the back of my neck to wrap in my hair as your other hand reaches out to wrap around my throat.

 Squeeze it tightly, you know how that puts me right into a wild submissive state and you can already smell my body surrendering to your desires.

Slide your mouth gently over my collarbone, graze it with your teeth. Bring your lips up to my ear, whisper softly “tonight, you are all mine bitch.”

Walk me into the bedroom, stand me there as you slowly take off my clothes. Kissing each part of my skin as it is revealed to you. Take my shoulders and push me down onto the bed so that your cock is even with my mouth.

Lift my chin up with your fingers and smile at me as you slowly guide you that gorgeous cock into my lips. Stand there and enjoy your own personal slut as I worship your cock with my red lips and hot wet mouth.

Just as I am about to cum from from pleasing you,  reach back to pull my head back by my hair and tell me to lay back on that soft bed.

Run your fingertips down my body slowly, stopping every once in a while to kiss where you touched.

Part my legs gently and run your tongue along my lips until I am begging to please please taste me, at that moment dive in and eat this pussy like it is your last meal on earth.

Own this clit with your teeth as your fingers start to enter me, look up and see my eyes roll in the back of my head as my legs start to shake, my ass tightens and I coat your face with my cum.

Smile down at me as you slide up my body and then side your cock deep inside of my still clenching cunt. Moan as I start to lick my juices off of your lips and then say no.

One hand holding my wrists down, one hand wrapped tightly around my throat, you look down at me as you are deeply thrusting inside of me. Stare at me as you growl out “MIne” and feel me cum once again even harder all over your cock, balls, and thighs.

Hold me down tight as your words throw me over the edge, repeating then as I scream out and ride the most intense orgasm of the night. Growl “Mine” again right before you lean down to leave your bitemark deep on my chest and cum deep in of me.

Hold me close as my eyes slide shut and whisper in my ear that you love me as I drift off to sleep. Promise me next time you will mark every inch of my body as yours with your belt and kiss me before tucking me in tightly and leaving the bedroom.

I so adore you and every touch you leave on my skin.

Phone girl Fantasies 

During my time as a phone sex operator, one way to get “business” was to write our thoughts and fantasies on a blog for our guys to read. 

I am taking a break from that career for a few months – burn-out can help very fast in a job like that and imagination need a few weeks break 🙂 

So in 

Order to keep my work there as mine, I am creating a new category here for my phone job writing- most of them are pretty intense BDSM but are a hellva read!   Have fun reading 

 Words

“my bitch”- I had no idea how hot those words were till you whispered them in my ear, your hand around my throat, your cock deep in my sweet ass.

“my whore”- I did not know these words would make me scream in delight until I heard them while you pounded your hard cock deep inside my wet pussy.

“my cunt”- I didn’t know I would crave such words until you shovedyour rock solid cock deep down my tight throat.

” Mine!”  words to end all words said when you cover my pretty face with your cum, marking me as yours. 

“I love you too, Maestre “- words quietly shouted while being wrapped in your
strong arms and held till I come back to earth. 

Poly, places, moods

I do love him. I know I say it too often, but I do. And I love sharing him with beautiful ladies that truly do love him also. Just feels so right. 

This is my first truly really poly relationship and today just feeling a bit out of sorts.  “there are no places in poly” he told me last night, and woke up this am feeling a bit lost. 

You see in my family I was the unneeded one, I did my own thing, I came and went as pleased, no one asked where I was going  or had time to worry about where I had been. (not throwing a pitty fit-just making a statement), maybe that is why I love BDSM so much (besides the awesome play! And emotions) I have a place. I am a submissive (hi Maestre!) a smart caring woman,  and a little. 🙂 

With past relationships I had a place, a second/a third/a babygirl,  but never loved equally. 

He says that I am loved never the same but equally, and really that is perfect because we three are not the same ladies (how boring would that be?) we each bring  a hellva alot of great things and life to his table that is so different than each other. (I love how she has her strong eye rolls and how the other she can say “fuck you” to him!) 

 I am loved for different reasons but still loved and I am not used to this,  but craved it so badly for so long that I am worried I am going to mess up. 

I know I need to knock this shit off, that even if I mess something up-guess what, that is life and it can either be fixed or it can’t-but I can’t stop living and being me!!!! 

In my day job, I do amazing work to help families survive, I get to help breastfeeding moms! In my part time job, I do amazing work to fulfill Fantasies and have great phone sex with pretty awesome men. 

As a little, I enjoy life and help to “bring the fun” but also. I get to grow in love. As a submissive, I am home. I am where I belong. 

I have my place, my role, in my life.  I just need to get some damn self confidence. Because this right here, this is what I have craved my whole life. 

I just need some help to remember sometimes.