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I squirted while he spanked me

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Nadia
on November 13, 2008
in D/s, Uncategorized, anal, bdsm, flogging, masochism, spanking and squirting
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In keeping with the naughty vacation theme, MasterDoc and I went out to a swing club last night. As usual that man did amazing things with my body. We brought along the three things I’ve gotten in to review from Babeland - Sliquid anal lube (”sassy booty formula”), Fukoku 9000 and underbed restraints. We only used two out of the three. I think those two need more road testing before I give a review.

I had been going on for over a day now about how I really felt like making out. We don’t do a lot of it, and MasterDoc has apparently been told that relative to his other skills, he’s not as talented at it. But opinions vary from person to person and I think he does a fine job. I like having his tongue in my mouth. It is hot feeling it slide along my tongue, feeling him suck first one lip, then the other into his mouth. I got hot before we even did much of anything - in the car on the way there I was wearing my collar and I worked on getting into the submissive mindset. And just the simple act of wearing it and thinking like that made my pussy feel all tingly and hot. Then, when we settled into the club, we made out a bit and I was all squirmy and hot. He had me suck his cock for a while and I did my best, sucking, licking, making him twitch a little. Random single guys came in to watch. The only other couple there played a little, the woman sucking the man’s cock but they soon headed out of the room.

The bartender was all happy when we came in, because she knows that we create fun regardless of whatever else is going on that night. After I had been sucking MasterDoc’s cock for a while and we had been making out (I’m a happy girl!) the bartender came in back on her break, and she started demanding to see some naked woman. She piped up a few times, and then MasterDoc said to me, “Go stand in front of her and take off your clothes.” Now for some women this would be difficult, but the exhibitionist in me had no problem going over and getting naked in front of the lovely bartender and the men that crowded around her on the bed. She asked if she could play with my tits and MasterDoc said yes, so I had her sucking and nibbling on my nipples. She bit a little hard but was smart enough not to do so repeatedly. (They get sensitive when stimulated repeatedly.)

The bartender was eager to see more, and MasterDoc had me get on the spanking bench. He spanked me with this little paddle, which is actually an emory board for smoothing skin on your feet. So it’s small but has a rough texture. It’s very slappy and I suppose comes in handy to keep his hands from getting tired. My pain tolerance was pretty decent and I was mostly turned on by the impact of the paddle on my ass. It’s a little harder to take when it’s on my thighs, however. I whimpered from time to time from the pain, but mostly I enjoyed the spanking. He took the little (stingy) flogger and beat my ass for a while, again it hurt but it hurt in such a good way. He would feel my pussy every now and then to see if I was wet, and apparently I was quite wet. (I’m not surprised.)

He stopped for a bit and had me suck his cock. I love it when he spurs me on saying, “Suck it, bitch.” After a few moments he told me that was enough, and he went back to flogging my ass. He took the little flogger and beat my upper back, which is more painful than the ass. It was such a nice beating - just the right amount of impact to put me into a lovely headspace. After he had beat me for a while, and quite thoroughly, he told me to wet his fingers. I licked them, trying to get them as moist as possible, I knew they were going into my pussy.

He fingered me, and in no time I was ready to come. I moaned and hoped that he would let me come soon, but I think I held back pretty well on begging. He let me come, and I immediately went into spasm and deep, guttural moans. He fingered for a while, then took his fingers out and started spanking me. THAT was when I started squirting. I squirted all over the spanking bench as I came while he hit me. It still amazes me when he does that - just hurting me will get me to come. Rowr. His hands on my body do wondrous things.

We took a break after; I got dressed again. I got a towel and mopped up the squirted mess I left on the bench and the floor. We hung out in the lounge area for a bit, having sodas and sharing a muffin from the snack table. (Most things there are stale as anything, but the muffins were actually pretty fresh and good.) I was feeling like a very happy, satisfied girl, and yet I was eager to try out the anal lube. Luckily, he was up for it so he had me take my pants off (left my shirt and bra on) and kneel on the other couch, facing the big screen of porn behind it. He told me to get myself on the edge of coming with the bullet vibe and he came over to fuck me up the ass. He had me lube myself up before I got kneeling. I’ll want to use the lube again, but preliminary tests indicate it’s very slippery, not sticky, and seems to last well.

Unfortunately, the bullet vibe chose that point in time to die on me (batteries). But I had the Fukuoku, which I was eager to try out, so I got that out of the bag and put it to my clit. It’s nice but so far my impression is that it’s not nearly as good as the bullet or nea. Still it was nice to have something to press against my clit while he fucked me up the ass. He slid it in and I moaned, my ass felt tight last night. There’s something so decadent and naughty about being fucked up the ass in public. I couldn’t see how many people were watching but we were right in the lounge area by the front door. I asked for permission to come and he let me. Even though he was fucking my ass, my internal muscles contracted and pushed his cock out. He spanked me as I continued to come. We had put a towel down on the leather couch beforehand, but I didn’t squirt again.

We got dressed and sat down to rest again. I was in this dazed, subspace sort of headspace. I felt positively blissful. We shared another muffin and the food helped bring me back to earth.

While we relaxed this couple came in. The guy was really friendly, the woman much less so. The guy was a handsome African-American guy, in good shape, and the woman was a sultry Italian-American woman with a very slim figure in a short dress and thigh high white stockings with white to-the-knee boots. She’s not quite my type (I prefer curvy) but she could certainly have a career in porn if she wanted (if she doesn’t have it already). I say this because the two of them started fucking and sucking in the lounge area and the owner of the club took pictures of the whole thing (obviously with their permission). It was hot to watch a photo shoot go on in front of us, and I knew that MasterDoc was interested in playing with them (I wasn’t into the woman but even though my preference is usually for white, hispanic or Indian guys I was digging the black guy). They didn’t really seem like they were looking to play with anyone else, however. And as it was getting late we ended up going home. We made a stop for our usual bagel run on the west side and shared a warm poppyseed bagel on the ride home. Now that is what I call a good night.

Tears and Orgasms

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on October 26, 2008
in D/s, bdsm, depression, flogging, sex, spanking and squirting
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I spent Friday with MasterDoc. It was a quiet day for the most part and unfortunately I’ve been dealing with depression again. My mood was a pretty negative one, and so when we got down to fooling around I wasn’t really in the right mindset. I sucked his cock for a while but my jaw hurt and I was feeling cranky. He said that he knew what I really wanted, and that was a beating. I hoped that it would release some endorphins and help me feel better. My mood was really taking a nosedive, so when he had me kneel in front of the chair in the living room, and then said something a bit harsh (though for the life of me I can’t recall what he said), I started to cry a little bit before he even laid a finger on me. And so once he started spanking me the tears just continued to come. He hit me pretty hard and pretty long. He used the strap on me and the heavy flogger. He gave my upper back a good hard flogging. While at the time it seemed rough and hard to take I think ultimately it was cathartic to have a good hard beating. I cried a little throughout.  I had long said that I’d like to cry during a beating or spanking, and that it would be cathartic. It wasn’t quite like I had imagined it to be. I really felt down and stressed and emotional.

He had me sit down in front of the chair and he took to slapping my thighs with the strap and my pussy with his hand. The strap on the thighs hurt so much I cried out and covered my thighs with my hands and really burst into tears. He held me, telling me I was a good girl and telling me to breathe more slowly. It took a few minutes for me to calm down and in the heat of the moment I felt wretched. He asked if I could use a cuddle and I said that I could. We went to the bedroom and lay down, I continued to cry as he held me. I just wanted to curl up into a ball and escape the world at that point. He had hit me hard enough to bring blood to just below the surface of the skin on my ass, something he hadn’t done before. Initially it seemed that the beating didn’t help my mood, but after I had some time to cry and rest I did feel much calmer afterward. Still, my mood wasn’t fantastic. I felt really needy.

We went out that night with a friend of ours and on one level it wasn’t great to have a friend along since I really needed attention. However, I did enjoy having her there and once I got some attention I was able to enjoy her company more. We ended up in the bdsm room where MasterDoc put her on the spanking bench and gave her a spanking. He had me join in on rubbing her ass at the outset, then I sat down to watch as he spanked her. I was feeling whiny and needy and since my thoughts were so negative at that point I worried that I would be totally forgotten and ignored. I curled up on the bed and closed my eyes.

MasterDoc checked in with me and I was able to articulate what was going on - I felt like I needed more attention than usual rather than less attention and I was in an awful mood being ignored. He finished up with my friend then came over to me on the bed. He had me get naked and told me to get out a toy to get me off. I took out the magic wand. He plugged it in to the wall and put it to my clit. He also played with the archer wand inside me. My friend licked and stroked my breasts while he did this, and in no time I was begging to be allowed to come. He had me hold off for a little but when I was given permission, I came really hard and he kept up the vibration on my clit. I thought my head was going to explode, I just came and came and came. I screamed and I think I drew a bit of a crowd. I just got lost in the orgasms. He doesn’t usually have me come for so long. Afterward, he and my friend said it was wonderful to watch me as I came. I squirted a bit as I came.

MasterDoc decided to fuck me, and had me get on my hands and knees. (Our friend wandered off and found someone to play with/fuck.) He didn’t get his cock inside me but instead fingered me, and again I was begging for release. He had me come over and over again and I felt just completely amazing. That man is just amazing with what he can do to my body. At any point in time he is capable of making me feel so incredible. We took a break, then he decided to fuck me as I was on my back. I was so turned on and so close to orgasm the entire time. I tried holding off on asking to come for as long as I could. I didn’t come that round, but then he fucked me from behind again and I finally broke down and begged, “Please.”

“Please what?”

“Please may I come, Sir?”

He let me come and for quite a while my vaginal muscles didn’t push his cock out. I kept screaming and moaning as he fucked me. It was so wonderful to be given so many orgasms. Eventually I pushed him out (I hate when that happens). As we lay on the bed, me catching my breath, I couldn’t stop telling him how wonderful he is and thanking him for letting me come. I felt amazing.

We took a break and hooked back up with our friend. After a little while we ended up in the back room and MasterDoc gave our friend a taste of the TENS unit. He put one pair of electrodes on one breast and had me put the other pair on her other breast. He fiddled with the controls and I stroked my friends’ breasts, neck, and hair. She didn’t mind it when it was on her breast, but he put a couple of the electrodes on her pussy at first and she had a harder time dealing with the pain from that. As he played with the controls for the electrodes on her breasts I could see he was enjoying turning the juice up and down. It’s easy to forget he’s a bit of a sadist as in many ways he’s really, really sweet. But at times like that it’s clear he enjoys inflicting pain. He continued to play with the controls, but then also slid some fingers into her pussy and fingered her. He brought her to a loud orgasm (I think she was louder than me, which is really saying something). All in all she enjoyed the TENS unit but didn’t like it so much on her pussy.

We packed up and headed home. Somewhere in the course of the evening I lost the case with my medication in it, so we spent some time searching the club for that and my Nea. We never found either, but MasterDoc still needs to check his car. I’m really bummed about losing the Nea. We ended up taking a side trip to my apartment so I could get more medications. I was really tired by the time we got to his place and I went straight to bed. I had to get up and go to work the next day, but I’m due to go back to his place this evening. I was in a better mood yesterday after having all those orgasms, but I’m still feeling a little down. I’ll be glad for more cuddles tonight.

Beating Depression

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Nadia
on October 12, 2008
in D/s, Uncategorized, anal, bdsm, depression, flogging, masochism, mental illness, orgasm denial, sex, spanking and submissive
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I’m prone to depression, have been since I was young. These days, I’m happy most of the time - I have the proper medication and feel on an even keel usually. But on Friday night I hit a rough patch and was severely depressed. I have no idea what brought it on but I had been feeling very anxious earlier in the day. It could be thanks to a change in medication, could just be hormonal. Whatever it was, I was seriously depressed. I spent the better part of two hours crying, not knowing why I was crying. I was a mess. MasterDoc hugged me and was wonderful to me, but he wasn’t feeling well himself so he wasn’t up to beating me. I know it sounds strange, but the two of us knew that was something that would turn my mood around. I got up the next morning and went to work, still feeling wretched.

I went back to MasterDoc’s that night after work and picked up some ice cream on the way. Yup, I was looking to self-medicate. Thankfully, MasterDoc felt better and he decided that we would spend the evening in and a beating would ensue since I was feeling so bad. We had ice cream, then dinner, then he had me put my collar on and get on my knees by a chair in the living room. He had me put the blindfold on and he sat in the chair in front of me. He put clothespins on my nipples and flicked the clothespins with his fingers. He had me bend over the chair. Using his hands and other implements he really beat on my ass. My pain tolerance was good and so the sensation mostly felt soothing and good. Yes, I know I’m a strange girl. It’s amazing how wonderful pain can make me feel. It’s counter-intuitive to react that way but it’s just how I am. He beat me for a while, even taking the heavy flogger to my upper back for a bit. It’s a bit like meditation to be beaten - you get into this other mental state, which is usually referred to as subspace. He was fairly rough with me, but I felt better and better as the beating went on.

He gave me the magic wand and had me use it on myself. I was so turned on from the beating. I kept pressing the vibrating wand into my clit. I asked for permission to come, but he didn’t let me right away. He kept beating me, sometimes it really hurt, but most of the time it was cathartic. My arousal grew as I continued to use the vibrator on myself. He finally gave me permission to come, and oh my god did I come hard and long. I felt like I could just keep coming forever. He gave me some lashes with the whip end of my slapper while I came - it’s really something else what I can take during orgasm. Pain that is usually too much is bearable somehow. Between the orgasm and the beating, I felt so much better afterwards. It’s like a miracle cure for my depression. I suppose it’s the endorphins that are released, but whatever it is, it works.

We hung out for a little while, watching tv and whatnot and he had me take my collar off. I felt subdued. A little while later he put some porn on we watched for a while. I felt entranced by the kinkiness going on. He told me to get myself warmed up, that he was going to fuck me. I used the little red vibrator on my clit and was hot and bothered again in no time. Despite not having the collar on, I felt like it was appropriate to call him Sir and so I did throughout the scene. We went to the bedroom and he fucked me while I lay on my back. I tried to hold off on asking for an orgasm, but eventually I gave in. He didn’t let me come then, and afterward he asked me to take even longer next time before asking permission. It’s so hard not to ask for permission, I get so incredibly worked up and on the verge of orgasm. Sometimes it feels like I won’t be able to hold back, but so far I’ve always managed to have enough self-control. I worry that someday I’ll slip. He finished fucking me and we cuddled a bit.

He had me lay on my side and he tried to enter me from behind. The angle wasn’t right so he said he guessed that he would just have to fuck me up the ass then. He had me lube up my ass to get it ready. It took some work to slide his cock in, the angle just wasn’t very good. I complained about the angle but he didn’t stop. It was uncomfortable, but his continuing on despite this got me so hot. I really do think I’m a bit wacko as pain can make me feel so good. In another context I’d have felt traumatized or violated, but with him I got wildly turned on and when he told me to come I came. Rowr. Very hot butt sex. Mind you, with someone else I might not have reacted so well. I think it makes a huge difference that I know he knows what he’s doing, and he wouldn’t truly hurt me - not in a bad way.

I snuggled up to his chest, but I was feeling really lusty so I started to caress his chest and lick it. He stroked his cock while I did this and I kept it up, feeling oh so passionate and sexual. He was breathing heavy and I did my best to make him feel good. When he came, he came all over my tummy. It was gooey. I was eager to take a shower at that point, but he said for that I would have to stay with his come on me. While it was gooey I was longing for a shower, but once it dried I kinda liked being a dirty girl with his come on me. In the end I slept with it on me and showered in the morning. Did I mention that by this point my depression was completely gone? I’m feeling much better, although I do feel like I could go for another beating. MasterDoc called me a greedy girl when I mentioned that.

And her butt turned a lovely shade of red

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on September 7, 2008
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We were supposed to meet a couple off of Fetlife on Friday. I had mostly talked with the guy but the woman had started a correspondence with me recently as well. They were going to meet us at MasterDoc’s for dinner. The woman showed up without her man and I thought of how brave she was to meet some unknown couple, at the guy’s place, all by herself. We made jokes about axe murderers and how we could be axe murderers and how she could very well be one and we wouldn’t know it. You know, the usual jokes you make when meeting a stranger off the internet.

We enjoyed dinner and got on the topic of sex and bdsm. Apparently they’ve played sexually with other couples, and they’ve dipped their feet into bdsm, but they’re still very new to it and very interested in learning about it. After dinner, MasterDoc had me put my collar on, and he gave a demonstration of spanking and flogging on my ass. It felt different to have a woman watching than a man, the majority of the time when I have an audience of one it’s a man. I think it’s somehow a bigger turn on with a man, I think it feels more naughty. With a woman I think I worry more about feminist issues - can I still be respected as a feminist for submitting to this man? But in front of a man it feels like I’m just being a dirty girl, and I like that feeling. Interesting. With a woman I’m worried about her thinking less of me, but with a man I’m turned on by him thinking less of me. Desire is a complicated thing.

MasterDoc gave me a rough spanking, followed by some flogging. He then told me to reach between my legs and play with myself. I did so as they sat on the sofa behind me. I couldn’t see what might be going on. After a few moments, he had me pull up my pants and go grab the candle for waxing. He had me light the candle and let it sit, melted wax pooling up at the top. He had our guest get on her knees where I had just been, and he starts spanking her. Her pale skin turned a lovely red in no time at all. He gave her a demonstration of the flogger.

There was much laughter amongst the spanking and flogging. MasterDoc said it was better to keep things lighthearted, for if he was serious she would probably be scared. And so it was a laughter filled night. I know, you don’t envision bdsm and laughter going hand in hand. We moved to the bedroom to play with the wax. He had her bend over the edge of the bed and he spanked her some more. He dripped some hot wax on her butt and she didn’t flinch. She seems made of sterner stuff than I where the wax is concerned. He continued on, spanking and waxing. He motioned to me to stroke her arms and back as she lay face down on the bed. I did so and later she said that it helped her as it gave her something else to focus on. A few times she cried out that the spanking was too much, and MasterDoc would of course back off a little. Next he had her lay on her back, and he used more wax on her - this time going for the space where hip meets thigh - the spot that I find so agonizing. She actually reacted a bit to that. We each took a side and played with her nipples. He had me dig out the nipple clamps, and I could only find the ones that were broken on one side, so he just used a clamp on one nipple. (She has great nipples for clamps, the kind that look like pencil erasers.) He spanked her pussy and thighs.

I was a voyeur for most of this, just enjoying watching. Unfortunately I was getting tired so it wasn’t as easy to stay an engaged viewer as I would have liked. MasterDoc had me suck his cock for a while, and I did this as he continued to play with her body. It was all very hot, but I had work the next morning and soon had to be a party pooper and head off to bed.

In the morning, I asked him if anything interesting went on after I went to bed. He said no, they didn’t even have sex, mostly they talked. Then he said, “Oh wait, I was going to tell you I fucked her up the ass and let you blog that.” I’m sure that would have gotten an interesting response. “What?!”

Pool Party

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Nadia
on August 24, 2008
in D/s, bdsm, blow jobs, cunnilingus, englishman, flogging, sex parties, spanking, squirting and sybian
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On Friday, MasterDoc and I talked extensively about my problem with him reading email. While we don’t agree 100%, I do feel better now that we’ve spoken and he has fully explained his reasons. It’s been decided that he’ll have the passwords to my collarme and fetlife profiles and will get to see the particular exchange he wanted to see earlier this week. I’m allowed to note that he has access on those profiles and have already done so.

As I thought about the situation and how I reacted earlier this week, I realized that while I want to give up control, I’m also incredibly fearful of giving up control. So every now and then I have these little bouts of panic where I act up and get defiant. Giving up control is scary. It doesn’t matter how trustworthy the person is (and MasterDoc is trustworthy) it’s still scary to me. But on the other hand I also think that if I was able to do it it might be very freeing for me after I get over the fear.

On Friday night we went to a private pool party. The heated pool was quite warm, like bathwater early in the evening and like a hot tub later that night. I don’t think I’ve ever gone swimming naked before and it’s interesting how much tits float.  We took some time to settle in and I dipped in the pool before MasterDoc. He was busy setting up the sybian, which we brought along for the pleasure of the female guests. He then got roped into taking pictures, so I found myself in the pool, with an Englishman reaching out for me to join him and his lady (and as you may well know I have a fetish for English accents) but I had to decline, saying that I needed my Dom’s permission first. It was a big bummer but I got out and went seeking permission. MasterDoc was too busy so I just ended up getting back in the pool to relax in the warm water. More time went by and eventually MasterDoc got away and got into the pool with me. I whined a little about how I could be having fun but when he’s distracted I can’t get permission to have any fun. After some talking, he told me that I was allowed to find the Englishman and fuck him, but if anyone else tried to join in I had to say that I had to get my Dom’s permission first.  So I went off to find the Englishman.

I found him upstairs, watching a couple fooling around. I walked up behind him and started stroking his ass gently. “You got permission?” he asked and I said yes. We went into another bedroom and he lay down on the bed. I bent over and started sucking his cock to get it hard (and like most Englishmen he was uncircumcised). Just then, the couple in the next room started making noise again and he wanted to go watch. So we went in, and it turns out they were just finishing up, so he went down stairs and ran into his lady and went off with her. Phooey! So I didn’t get any English cock that night. I wonder how things would have been different if I could have joined in when he first reached out for me. It’s hard to have to sorta reject someone when you really don’t want to reject them, and then to go back later and expect them to be all up for it when you’ve gotten permission to act. Going to a party as a sub is very, very different than when I went as a single woman. I have many limits as a sub that I didn’t have when I was solo.

I got whiny again and MasterDoc decided to take me upstairs and beat my ass. He used his hands, he used the rough pedicure thingy that works well as a stingy paddle. He got me sore and red, then got out the floggers. By this time people were popping in to see what was going on. He flogged me with the stingy little flogger, then with the thuddy big flogger. He let someone else hit my ass but he didn’t realize that she was going to use an implement rather than her hand. I think someone else got to spank me a bit as well, someone who kept massaging my ass between each smack gave me a little bit of a spanking. Since I wasn’t told to lift my head up (I was on my knees on the bed, ass in the air) I couldn’t see who did it and I have no idea to this day. The spanking went on for a bit, with MasterDoc flogging me some more. One woman apparently watched a bit, not sure she was into it, but then when her guy tried to get her away to play she wanted to watch me get beaten just a little more.

We took a break and the crowd dispersed. We cuddled a bit and I got a little scolded for being whiny. I feel shy in new social situations and a way I get comfortable is to dive in and begin fucking. I suppose I fuck first, become friendly later. To have to be social in the normal way was really difficult for me and I ended up feeling really out of place and uncomfortable. Other people were fooling around, fucking, riding the sybian and I was just left on my own, shy and bored. At any rate, we hugged on the bed and that helped me feel better. MasterDoc wasn’t any more thrilled than I was that he had been pressed into taking photos.

We went downstairs, watched more sybian riding going on and hung out. We got to talking with a couple, the woman had just been on the sybian. She was outrageously curvy, looking a lot like the Venus of WIllendorf. Narrow waist, big voluptuous hips and big tits. Many people would call her fat, but I think she was curvy in just the right places. We talked for a while with the couple, and MasterDoc offered that the guy could fuck me. So he came over to the sofa while MasterDoc went and sat in the chair with his lady. We start out stroking each other’s genitals, nibbling on necks, but before long he gets on his knees in front of me and starts eating me out. Whoo, and he’s good at it. I get really worked up and he starts fingering me as well. I writhe, moan and get really horny. I open my eyes at one point to look at MasterDoc and ask if I have permission to come. He said that permission was implied. And so I focused on the tongue and lips on my clit and the fingers working in and out of me and I started to come, screaming as usual. I writhed and moaned and gasped. I came really hard, squirted all over the couch, and kept on coming as he kept up the stimulation. I was so tensed from the orgasms that my shoulders began to hurt. I asked for a break and while he backed off somewhat, he kept licking my clit. I came again and again asked for a break. This time he let me relax. We sat close together on the sofa and I thanked him. We chatted with MasterDoc and this guy’s lady. I was much happier than I had been earlier, now that I had a screaming orgasm.

In a little while we ended up in the pool again, which by this time had steam rising off the water. It was actually a little bit too warm but we soaked with others for a while. This cute, curvy woman we had been talking to came over and ultimately she ended up sitting on the edge of the pool with her legs on either side of MasterDoc’s head. She played with his hair (he was facing out, not towards her crotch) and I reached out and stroked his cock. I reached up and played with her nipples, asking her how she liked it - rough or gentle. She said rough so I began twisting and pulling and she closed her eyes and moaned a little. The three of us just hung out, touching and petting. Eventually MasterDoc got out from between her legs and I got in between to lick her clit. I sucked and licked and flicked at her clit as she moaned and panted. She told me I was good at that and from the angle I was in I was able to look up and watch her face while I ate her out. She had me stop after a while and she told me that I’m very good at that and that it made her all breathless. It feels really good to be told that.

The pool was too hot so we got out and ended up on the sofa again. After some more talking, MasterDoc decided to put me on the sybian. I set it up and got on. He controlled the vibration and I ground my clit into the machine. He got me really hot and when I asked to be allowed to come he made me ask again, louder and louder until people could hear me. He teased me for a bit and I begged for orgasm. Finally he let me and I screamed, moaned, my vagina clenching the dildo of the sybian. I had a wonderful orgasm. Again, I was a happy girl. Soon I ended up on my knees in front of MasterDoc, sucking his cock while he relaxed in a chair. I got him hard and he decided to fuck me. I kneeled on the chair, facing the back and he fucked me from behind. Oh it felt so good. While the sybian often numbs me this time I could feel his cock thrust in and out of me quite well. I asked for permission to come, and he let me after a few moments. I tried initially to not let my muscles push his cock out, but then realized he hadn’t told me I had to do that, so I just came. Of course my muscles pushed him out but he took over with his fingers and had me screaming and gasping as I leaned over the chair and came.

There was one more lady who needed a ride on the sybian, a lady who had played with us before at MasterDoc’s once. He put her on and took the controls (please note that every lady who used the sybian had to wash it after use). He got her worked up, then waved me over to start spanking her ass. I slapped and spanked as she moaned and he worked the controls. It was really hot to watch, even though I couldn’t see her face. MasterDoc focuses intently on the lady he’s working over and it was really fun to watch him at work. He knows just when to play with a nipple, just when to reach around and slap the ass. He strokes and pets and works the woman into a frenzy.

After she came, it turned out there was yet another woman who hadn’t gotten to ride and of course MasterDoc was happy to oblige. I had fun watching again, this time from a different angle where I could see the lady’s face. Her husband would help her stroke her clit (we’ve misplaced the attachment that helps raise the nubbly part of the pad to clit height) or stroke her ass. MasterDoc would crank the dial up to the highest setting and still she wanted more. He worked her over, made her come again and again.

It was really late, and after the last lady we started to pack up. I got a warm goodbye from the lady who I had licked earlier and I hope we get to play with her again. I loves me those curvy women. Rowr. We gave a ride to the subway to the couple who used the sybian last and they were really nice to chat with on the way. It was dawn by this time and we were both getting sleepy. We went through a drive through for breakfast and ate on the way home. It was light out by the time we got into bed, around 8 a.m. or so. I slept the day away and didn’t get up until 4-ish. We hung out, had a late lunch (or was it early dinner?) and MasterDoc got some cleaning out of me as well as a back massage. It grew late and I knew that Davey was expecting me home so I headed out around 8:30. I was so tired from messing up my sleep schedule that I went to bed early (10:30) and slept the night through. I woke up early today feeling refreshed.

Lucky Day

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Nadia
on August 2, 2008
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I’m a very lucky girl. I had a really nice day with MasterDoc yesterday. We fucked three times. I was allowed to come twice. He also flogged me for the first time in a while. I think my pain tolerance was pretty decent, as I could take the flogging pretty well except for when he’d get the same spot on my outer thigh over and over again. I find that one hit is bearable but when the same spot gets hit repeatedly it really hurts! He flogged my upper back a bit as well, something that he doesn’t do often. It’s a different sort of sensation than a butt flogging. I like it but I’m not used to it so it can be a bit harder to take. On the upper back even the little flogger is moderately thuddy (it’s stingy on the butt). On the butt, the fat back there seems to absorb more of the momentum of the flogger/hand/implement of your choice. But on the upper back you feel the reverberations of the hit through your chest.

The second time he fucked me, I was on the edge of the bed and he could have gone on fucking me for a long time in that position, but darn it, my lower legs started going numb from hanging over the edge of the bed. *sigh* Reality bites. If only life could be like the porn movies. Of course, porn movies are heavily edited and real life happens in real time. I hated to say that my legs were going numb as I was really enjoying the fucking! He had me get on top for a little while but we just lost the momentum.

Later, he decided to fuck me the third time (and I thought, boy this is my lucky day!). He had me put my collar back on (sometimes I have it on, sometimes off and the mindset/way we relate to each other is slightly different when the collar’s on than off. Maybe I’ll elaborate below.) We were both tired, so while he was of a mindset to really give me some foreplay, he was too tired so I got warmed up with my bullet vibe again. He’s ordered more lube, which I hope comes soon as I feel less stressed about getting wet when I have lube to fall back on. I really wish I had thought to bring some lube with me. If we had more lube, he just might have fucked me up the ass. It’s been a while since we’ve done that. After much teasing and begging, he allowed me to come a second time, but like last week I was instructed to make sure my vaginal muscles don’t push his cock out. It’s hard to come without letting those muscles contract! I can manage it but it’s not as intense or as much of a release when I can just relax and come. Maybe I can be trained to do that, however, so I don’t end up pushing penises out of me during sex. I’d much rather keep them in.

So, the collar. People in bdsm use collars in different ways to denote different things. In our relationship, I have a collar to wear when we’re truly in D/s mode. I always defer to him and try to remember to be respectful, but I can be more playful and more vocal of my opinions when I’m not wearing the collar. (I’m always his submissive, but sometimes I need to be more submissive than others.) I should remember to address him as “Sir” when I am wearing the collar. I find that I have a hard time with that, and it’s not out of a lack of respect at all, I just feel silly ending every sentence with “Sir”. When I have the collar on, I get into more of a submissive mindset. It helps center me and focus my purpose on serving him. For example, he generally has me put my collar on when he has me doing chores around his apartment.

The D/s dynamic is an interesting one. It’s certainly different than any other relationship I’ve had before. I find that I often have a hard time voicing my thoughts, and I wondered to myself today if it has anything to do with MasterDoc being a person in authority for me. I generally don’t speak up to people in authority, I’m always a little afraid of speaking up. Now MasterDoc has never given me any reason not to be open and honest with him, it’s just how I naturally react to someone in authority. Something for me to think about. Often something I mention in a post on collarme or fetlife will be something that I should be able to discuss with MasterDoc but until he sees the posting and addresses it I don’t bring it up. I find it so much easier to write about things I’m struggling with than to utter the words. No wonder I like the internet more than using the phone. I like being able to compose my thoughts and take the time to find just the right words, or at least the best words I can come up with.  Of course, sometimes I just want to discuss my thoughts and get random people’s input on things before I talk about them with someone I’m close to, thus talking on forums on those two sites. I spend a lot of time in my life being introspective, getting it out of me can be the hard part.

Finding a Dom

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Nadia
on August 2, 2007
in dom, flogging, kink, sex, spanking and swinging
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So as you all know I’m kinky and my kinky leanings are on the submissive side. While I’ve played with people like D. & L. I’ve never properly had a Dom to play with on a regular basis. But it’s something I’ve always wanted to have. So I perk up when I’m talking with someone online who I’ve met through a dating site and it turns out they’re Dominant. This happened recently and so I met him for dessert in a diner to see how we got along in person (this happened as quickly as it did because he offered his 20-year-old sub to Davey to get fucked and she’s leaving for school soon, and hey, I like to pimp my boyfriend out because I think he can only get better the more experienced he is.) So I felt comfortable with him but still slowly warming up to him. I’m not wildly physically attracted to him, but I am attracted to the fact that he’s a Dom who doesn’t take himself too seriously. (He reads this blog, and I hope that comment does not bother him. I’m becoming rather fond of him in a short period of time and wouldn’t want to say anything hurtful. Anyway, he can always spank me for saying I’m not wildly physically attracted to him, if he likes. ;-)

I like a Dom with a sense of humor. Too many Dominant men are too into their roles for me to feel safe playing with them. I like nice guys who are also Dominant. This guy is a gentleman otherwise but quite capable of Domming - the perfect mix! And he has a sense of humor. I’ll have to come up with a pseudonym for him as his initial is the same as someone else’s on this blog - that’s the problem with using initials. Maybe he’ll have a pseudonym he’d like me to use.

So last night Davey and I went to his place and met his lovely young sub. She’s extremely cute, nice body and I took to her (personality-wise) pretty quickly. It’s a shame she’ll be off at school as I’d like to hang out with her (and play with her) again. We took a little while to chat and get acquainted, but that’s the boring stuff so I’ll leave it out of the blog. Soon the Dom (as I’ll call him for now) had gotten out a couple of floggers and he gave Davey a demonstration on how to use them. Soon, I was bending over a chair getting my butt flogged by the smaller of the two floggers. Oh yes, I was in a happy place.

As usual, I was the first person to start doffing garments. I was soon in my underwear (sexy, lacy white underwear chosen for the occasion because, you know, I’m just so innocent I have to wear white. *guffaw*) and getting soundly flogged. I must be a wuss because he wasn’t even hitting me as hard as he could and it was hard enough! I have some light bruising on my hips today from the flogging (and when I bump into the tender spot or see the bruises in the mirror I think fondly back to the night before). He got his sub warmed up by giving her a spanking over his knee, fun to watch and I’m sure even more fun to experience. (I just love the idea of getting an over the knee spanking while being alternately fingered and worked up into a frenzy. And to admit how kinky I really am, I have a fantasy of being spanked until I cry…. don’t ask me why but that gets me hot. So far I haven’t had anyone I was close enough to to live that out with. But I imagine it to be emotionally cathartic.)

He put out some mats on the floor with sheets over them and has his sub get down there to give him a blow job. She looked like she’s very good at doing that, oh and I forgot that she had already given Davey some head at this point. Davey was surprisingly getting into the kinkiness a bit, I think more out of the fact that it turned the rest of us on. He enjoyed seeing me get flogged because he knows that I enjoy it. (Got me wet!) The Dom invites us to join in (Davey and I can be shy until you get us started. If we’re unsure if something’s okay or not we err on the side of not doing something. Yeah we should probably get over this a little.) and so I start stroking her pussy and she thrusts her ass out further towards me. Obviously this is welcome so I wet a finger and slide it inside her and finger her for a little while. Davey joins in with playing with her breasts and then later fingering her as I go over to sit by the Dom who’s enjoying having his dick sucked. He’s very gentle and slow moving with me, as he’s said that he’d like to put off sex with me until it’s a situation where he’s Doming me, and I agree that that’s cool. However, I was getting worked up now watching the sub go down on Davey and getting fondled by the Dom. (Aw heck, I was worked up just from the very idea of going over there!) She leaned over and sucked my nipples a bit so I gladly did the same for her. Davey and the sub went off to fuck in the bedroom as she had expressed a preference for doing it in the bed (and he’s just such a sweetie he’ll always be accommodating). The Dom and I spent time cuddling, caressing, talking. I expressed the fact that I would be comfortable with things moving along more quickly than they are (hey, I was horny, and we all know how much I’m driven by my sexual desires) so I ended up sitting between his legs, back to him, and he fondled my pussy. He slapped it a few times, much to my pleasure! And soon was fingering me. And I squirted all over and came so hard. Then Davey came back out of the bedroom and joined in fingering me. I just loved all that attention. I came a couple more times.

Davey and I were spent at this point (he had had a rough day at work) so after some more chatting we excused ourselves and headed home. But I’m now convinced that I could have a lot of kinky fun with the Dom. I’m definitely warming up to him.