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Unable to Turn Off

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Nadia
on November 14, 2008
in D/s, Uncategorized, bdsm, dom, orgasm on command, piss play, sex and submissive
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It was the most amazing sexual experience of my life. Sure he fucked me, sure I came that way, but it wasn’t until later that the really amazing thing happened. I became so turned on that I couldn’t turn off. Every single touch - whether I was touching him or he was touching me - set me on fire. He ran his hands along my body and each and every touch was capable of making me come. All he had to do was say the word.

After we fucked I helped him reach orgasm by stroking his ass and stroking his back. Every touch had me turned on. As I could feel him nearing his orgasm I felt like all he had to do was tell me to come and I would come right along with him.

We were cuddled together after both of us came, I was craving a cuddle and so I asked him for one. (It was like I couldn’t bear him not touching me.) My head lay on his arm and with his free arm he touched me. Just simple ordinary touches. Touch my shoulder, touch my clavicle, touch my arm, touch my hip, touch my head. I breathed heavy as if he were touching my cunt. He had so much power over me at that point. He had the power to turn me on by doing anything. Anything at all. Breathe against me and I shudder. Each touch was like a spark running through nerve endings to my cunt.

He’d whisper in my ear every so often, “How’s this for a cuddle?” My god I was so turned on. Finally, he said to me as he stroked me where hip meets thigh, “Come.” Instantly I came. I know that sounds cliche but truly, I came as soon as he said the word. I curled up as the orgasm grasped my body. I rode a wave of feelings that felt so good I almost couldn’t feel them - if that makes any sense. They were too intense to be able to process.

After, I snuggled up to him and I just didn’t want to stop. Just resting my hand on his chest turned me on. Even now he could tell me to come and I’d probably come. He has amazing power over me. And I have to say this was the most profound sexual experience of my life.

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After I wrote the first half of this blog entry, I hung out with him in the bedroom for a bit and I was still so turned on. I lay on the bed next to him and he leaned back so that his back was pressing into me and I gasped and moaned. It was torture. Every touch felt so good and so sexual. His cock got hard again (which surprised me because he usually says that once he’s come he won’t get hard again for a while). He started talking about pissing on me, knowing full well that in the state I was in I’d say yes to anything.

“Which would you prefer - being fucked but not coming or being pissed on and coming?” Oh god. It was hard to say it but I said I’d rather be pissed on and come. He kept talking to me, bringing me deeper into submission. “Are you gonna come when I piss on your clit?”

Oh god. I wanted nothing more than to come at that point. I begged him for what he wanted to do to me - which was piss on me. A part of me couldn’t believe that I was doing so. But at that point anything he did to me was erotic. I even murmured at one point, “Anything. Anything you want,” and I meant it. He decided to fuck me for a bit and that only turned me on more. I could feel the length of his penis as he slid in and out of me. Every inch of flesh touching me was the most amazing stimulus I could imagine. He asked me if I came this way would I still be able to come when he pissed on me. I said yes, and it was definitely true.

It was like being high on drugs. I can’t even recall if he had me come while he was fucking me or not. Things just blurred into one another. He told me to keep myself at that level of arousal and come with him. I followed him into the bathroom and he had me get in the tub. I kneeled in the tub, rubbing my clit frantically, waiting for him to piss on me. He told me that when I felt his piss on me I was allowed to come. Oh god, talk about mixed feelings. Pissing on me grosses me out but I was so turned on that I wanted nothing more than to have him piss on me so I could come.

He was a little too hard to be able to do it, so he had me get out of the tub and sit on the toilet, continuing to play with myself. He wandered off and I sat there in a lustful daze. He came back a moment later and had me lay down in the cold tub. I got nervous at this point, because it was clear that he was actually going to do it. I think the chill of the tub woke me up slightly.

“Are you ready to come?” I started stroking my clit again so I was at the point where I could come.

“Yes, Sir.”

“You’re sure? You’re ready to come as soon as I piss on you?”

“Yes, Sir,” I gasped.

And he let loose and pissed on me, and I came. He covered my body in his urine. I knew I should shut my mouth but I was so lost in orgasm that I couldn’t keep it shut. I think he aimed at my mouth, trying to get piss in there, but thankfully I managed to escape that fate this time.

When it was all over I was laying in a cold tub covered in piss. He told me that I could get washed off. I got myself up, turned on the shower, still in a daze. I carefully washed myself, including my hair as it had gotten a little bit wet from the piss.

I never thought I would want him to piss on me, but he gets me into such a state that I will do anything. And it’s a little frightening. This is truly power exchange, as he has utter control over me at that point. I am his.

I begged him for permission with my eyes

Published
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Nadia
on November 5, 2008
in D/s, Uncategorized, bdsm, best sex bloggers, orgasm denial, orgasm on command, porn, sex and squirting
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My collar on, I lay on the bed and start touching the magic wand to my clit to warm myself up.  He strokes himself and watches me, my eyes shut for the most part. I get right to the edge of orgasm and then lay off the vibe a little. He tells me I don’t have to keep myself right on the edge, but it feels so damn good to hold myself at the edge. While riding the edge doesn’t have the sense of release that an orgasm does, the nerve endings around my cunt tingle and get warm and I enjoy waves of pleasure. I keep riding the edge and he starts pushing the wand up against me. With the vibration intensified, I look at him, and I beg him with my eyes for permission to come. I know that he wants me to hold out as long as possible before asking for permission to come, so I work hard at holding back, but it’s so hard. I keep looking at him imploringly and he continues to play with the vibe on my clit. Then I feel his fingers slide down to my hole where he plays a bit before sliding them in to play with my g-spot. I think I managed to hold back asking to come, but finally he tells me, “Come.” Oh my god, I thought my head was going to explode off my shoulders. I had a fantastic series of orgasms - mind blowing orgasms. I just kept coming and coming and coming until he removed his fingers and told me to stop. Spent, I curled up to his chest afterwards for a much needed cuddle. He told me that he would have let me come longer had I not been so loud. After all, it was election day and the kids in his apartment building were bound to be home from school. I thanked him for the orgasms.

Next, I rode his cock, rocking back and forth on top of him, the head of his cock hitting just the right spot inside, over and over. I moaned and rode the edge, rocking my hips. Again I held back from coming, desperately wanting him to give me permission. Again, he gave permission (how lucky I felt!) and I had more orgasms, giving me the energy to frenetically ride him. I found energy and stamina I never knew I had. I squirted on him a little bit and rode him until I was exhausted and had to fall forward, cuddling him. Again, I thanked him for letting me come another time, again really hard.

He fucked me from behind and I couldn’t hold back asking for permission to come this time. I begged, wondering if I’d be so lucky as to be granted permission three times in one day. He must have been feeling really generous as he did, and as I came his cock was pushed out. He held onto my hips and I continued coming, spasming, gasping, writhing in orgasm while he simply held onto me. It really is amazing how he’s gotten me to the point where I will continue coming even without direct genital stimulus. It helps to hear his voice when I come, telling me to come, telling me I’m a good girl. I collapsed on the bed. As we cuddled he asked me, “Are you a lucky girl.”

“Yes, Sir, I’m a lucky girl.”

“Are you a very lucky girl?” I didn’t catch the “very” the first time he said it so when I didn’t respond exactly in kind he repeated it.

“Yes, Sir, I’m a very lucky girl.” This became the theme for the rest of the day, with him asking if I’m a lucky girl, and me responding that I am, indeed, a very lucky girl. I was exhausted. (I thought I was going to sleep really well last night, but alas I had a hard time falling asleep as usual. *sigh*)

A little bit later we were in the bedroom again. He hadn’t come so he had me suck his cock, stroke it and eventually play with his ass as he stroked himself while watching porn. I played with his ass, kneading, stroking the cheeks, getting my fingers right up inside near the asshole. He asked me after a bit if I was tired, and I had to admit that I was (getting between the gluteal muscles can be really tiring on fingers and forearm muscles, sadly). I had played with his ass a bit earlier so they were already a bit tired out. (Anyone have suggestions on exercises to strengthen those muscles?) Since I was tired, and he’s very good to me, he had me lay behind him, stroking his back. My arms were still tired but I didn’t complain as I wanted to help him reach orgasm. After he came, he had me play with his ass just a little bit more and I stroked and kneaded again. He came all over the sheets and I was told to change the sheets and pillow cases before I left.

Tonight I masturbated, thinking about how I begged him with my eyes for permission to come. I rode the edge, humping my Pleasure Tops (still not enough to get me off by itself) and using my bullet vibe. I watched some bdsm porn where a woman who was tied up got flogged and fucked with a butt plug up her ass. My cunt got swollen and engorged as I rubbed the bullet against my clit. I moaned as I neared the edge and finally I let myself come by imagining MasterDoc saying to me, “Come.”

Untitled

Published
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Nadia
on October 28, 2008
in Uncategorized, anal, orgasm on command, poly, random thoughts and sex
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This entry is kinda random and I couldn’t come up with a title.

I got to see MasterDoc again on Sunday evening. My depression is still lingering although being around him helped cheer me up some. Again, he gave me lots of lovely orgasms, which helped my mood. We fucked with me on top and after I had gotten myself on the edge of orgasm, but before I broke down and begged to come, he told me to come. I came and my body convulsed with pleasure. After my vaginal muscles pushed his cock out I kept coming and spasming. He held me close to him and slapped my ass a bit and I just kept right on coming. It is absolutely amazing what he can do to me.

He had me get the archer wand and my bullet vibe. I rubbed the vibe against my clit as he slid the cool glass along the opening to my cunt. He gently slid the bulbous end into me. I could feel it against my g-spot as he jiggled it in and out. Before long I was moaning and desperate to come. He gave me the command, and I came long and hard. I had to try to stifle my screams as it was late but it was so hard to quiet down. I was lost in multiple amazing orgasms. He’s very good to me.

He fucked me some more from behind, then he lubed up my asshole and played with it while he fucked me. He planned to fuck me up the ass but somehow he couldn’t get the right spot. He pushed against me but it wouldn’t go in. It felt like he was just slightly off from the opening. I’m a little sore from the pushing. He decided it wasn’t worth the effort since it wasn’t going in easily. He apologized for the soreness when I told him about it last night. With him there’s definitely a difference between intentional pain and unintentional pain.

I have such a peculiar life. I’ve been spending about three nights a week at MasterDoc’s lately. I feel very much at home in his place, and of course I feel at home in my actual home. I spend nearly as much time at his place as I do at home. This poly thing is certainly different - different men, different nights, different abodes. I regularly pack an overnight bag, and I go to work from different places on a regular basis. I’m not complaining one bit, as I’m very happy. But it’s definitely unconventional and I realize that. It’s a strange life to be living out of a backpack a few nights a week. I’ve kept toiletries at MasterDoc’s for a while now, so I don’t have to pack everything I need every time I go over there. It feels like a second home. I don’t know how he’s going to react to me saying that, as recently I accidentally referred to going to his place after work as “going home” and he was a bit taken aback by that. (Quite honestly, any place I’m staying/going to after work can be referred to as “home.” It’s like work and home are opposites. If I’m not at work, then I’m at “home.”) I certainly do feel at home at his place, but I never forget that it’s not my actual home. My home is where my stuff is, and where I pay rent, and where I share life with Davey. But it’s kinda nice to feel at home at two places, just like it’s nice to feel loved by two men. I like this poly thing.

Our Version of a Quiet Night In

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Nadia
on September 27, 2008
in D/s, bdsm, blow jobs, cunt, orgasm denial, orgasm on command, pillow princess, porn, sex and spanking
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MasterDoc and I had a quiet night in last night. But of course if you read this blog regularly you’ll know that a quiet night in for us isn’t necessarily boring. We went out to dinner (the first time in over a year of dating), shared a huge strawberry daiquiri (yum) and then went back to his place. A great way to end a long, busy week. At his place he tells me that he’s in the mood to come that night, and that the focus is going to be on him. I’m really horny so I’m hoping that in the midst of things he’ll decide to fuck me after all, but I had my collar on by this point so I didn’t say a thing, I just focused on what he wanted.

He put porn on the tv and the computer. I was getting hornier and hornier watching the porn. I felt like I was going to crawl out of my skin if I didn’t get touched soon. He had me get the lube and stroke his cock. Being so horny, I really focused on what I was doing and the reaction I got out of him. I apparently came very close to making him come. I was very into touching him and making him feel good last night.

He had me suck his cock for a while, but then had me stop as he got distracted with a phone call. At one point he told me to lube up my asshole, as he was going to fuck my ass. I got excited but it was mostly just a tease. He told me to play with myself, and I was already really wet. I ached to come. Then he decided that, yes, he was going to fuck me and asked me if I had a preference which hole. I said I didn’t have a preference and he decided to fuck my pussy. I got on my knees on the mat on the floor. (My knee is still sore from my fall last week. But it’s better than it was and so it was to the point where I could just think of it as a bdsm-related pain as he fucked me.)

He fucked me for a while, getting me more and more turned on. He fucked me fairly hard and it was so hard to hold back from coming. I begged for orgasm a couple of times, and he told me that I would be in trouble if I asked again. The agony! I so desperately wanted to come but wasn’t allowed to even ask. I struggled for a while, trying not to say anything, just moaning with pleasure as he fucked me. I had to try to divert my attention away from what he was doing to me, so I wouldn’t go over the edge and come. It felt so amazing. Finally, in a frenzy, I moaned out, “Please.” He slapped my ass really hard several times. I was in trouble for giving in and asking. I had tried so hard but I just couldn’t help myself, it felt so amazing. He gets me at such a high state of arousal I can’t help myself; I’m delirious from being touched.

He fucked me for a little longer. I whimpered as that was all I could do since I couldn’t beg. He eventually pushes me away and I fall forward onto the mat. I thought that was it for now, but after a few brief moments he comes up to me, spanks my ass and grabs my hair. “Come, cunt.” And it takes me a few seconds to get there but simply from being aroused, and having him hit my ass and grab me roughly by the hair, I have the most amazing orgasm. No genital stimulation at all at that point. He handles me roughly and holds me close as I have orgasm after orgasm. I clutched at the mat I lay on, and didn’t let go until a few minutes after he had finished with me. He later said that he hadn’t planned to let me come since I had been bad, but he felt pity on me as I lay on the floor. I am such a lucky girl. Really, he is so good to me. In the end, he didn’t end up coming, which I was a little sad about as I really wanted to get him off. (Perhaps I’m learning to be less selfish and less of a pillow princess.)

He had me get dressed and go to his car to get the Sex and the City movie he rented. We watched the movie on the sofa (the quiet night in part of the night) and cuddled a bit. It’s definitely a chick flick, and perhaps a bit sappy, but I was in a romantic mood last night so I got sucked right in.

I only got an evening and a morning with him this week, and I wish I had more time with him, but I’m trying to be a good girl and not give him a hard time about it at all. I will just have to be patient until the next time I get to see him.

Sexy Evening

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Nadia
on September 21, 2008
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It took me a while to write this entry, as so much went on last night. I hope I remembered it all!

Last night a couple I’ve gotten to know on fetlife came to see us. The wife had come on her own before and this time her husband came along as well. They’re both fans of this blog. Max, the husband, brought me a book on karate because he said he saw some parallels to it and bdsm. He inscribed the book to me. I was really touched.

We all talked for a while, sipping wine, and MasterDoc came over to sit next to me to try to get things started. He had me take my pants off, get on my knees in front of the sofa and bend over. He demonstrated some spanking and I felt pretty sensitive, I think from having been spanked so much over the weekend already. He encouraged Max and G. to come over and try spanking me. They both did a little, thankfully much softer than MasterDoc does it. (Yeah I know, I shouldn’t complain, most of the time I love it.) I got to enjoy being the center of attention as the three of them took turns spanking and caressing me. MasterDoc gave the nea to Max and he started playing with my cunt with it. He buzzed it around my clit and hole. He tried using it penetratively, which doesn’t work so well, so I told him that it’s best on my clit. I was the only person who was half naked for a while.

Next, MasterDoc had me sit on the sofa, legs spread, one leg over his lap. He took a glass toy that the couple had brought and slipped a condom over it. He slid it in me, exploring how it felt. I had never used a glass dildo before and I was glad to get to try one (although I should have one on the way from Babeland to review). The bumps in the glass were nice and the shape of the dildo let it bump against my g-spot quite easily. MasterDoc teased me with it, getting me breathless and wanting to come. He switched to his fingers when it turned out that the glass toy was a bit too much when it hit my cervix (used shallowly it works quite well). He fingered me and had me begging to come. He decided to have Max and G. take turns fingering me. (Max hurt his hand this week and ended up taking a break to get something to drink and take some pain medicine.) G. fingered me, and MasterDoc told me to come and I came at his command. I grabbed tightly onto him as I rode the waves of orgasm. He slapped my thighs while I was coming - which really friggin hurt! (Funny how sometimes it’s, “Yes, yes, hurt me!” and other times I wish I could say, “Bloody hell, that hurt! Cut it out!”) G. stopped fingering me and MasterDoc got her to do it some more. He told me right away to come as quickly as possible. It took a moment but soon I did again, and hard.

We had been enjoying some chocolate for dessert and a piece left on the dvd player melted somewhat. MasterDoc dabbed some of the melted chocolate on my inner thighs. G. licked the chocolate off and it felt heavenly. She’s very sensual and sexy and I loved having her tongue slide across my thighs.

We moved to the bedroom. Max had wandered off outside to get some gatorade to have with his pain meds. (He sliced a tendon in his hand the other day. Ouch). That left me, MasterDoc and G. alone. They lay on the bed on either side of me and played with my breasts and took turns playing with my cunt. It felt wonderful. I just closed my eyes and laid back and enjoyed the sensations. MasterDoc took off my collar so I could feel less subby and be more active. It was hard to get out of the mindset, however.

He had me put G. in between us and we each took a side, playing with her breasts. I stroked her clit, which seemed to really turn her on. He fingered her for a bit, and then I took a turn, then he took a turn again. I’m not sure if we made her come, however it’s really beautiful to watch a woman’s face up close when she’s experiencing pleasure. The way her facial muscles tense up, the sighs she lets out. It’s a delight.

Eventually Max made his way back to the apartment and joined us on the bed. He got naked and pressed up close behind me. He slid a hand between my legs and I enjoyed the sensation of being played with. MasterDoc was getting ready to fuck G. and I tried to watch as much as possible as I find it really hot to watch him with someone else. Max kept murmuring in my ear how happy he was to meet me. It’s kinda funny having a fan, I didn’t expect to be looked at as a minor (very minor, lol) celebrity for my blogging. I’m just some kinky girl who likes to blog, and yet there’s a few people out there who think what I do is great and feel a little star struck around me. It’s sweet and a strange feeling at the same time. It’s a nice feeling, very flattering, but it makes me wish I was the “being worshipped” type of gal as I’d really get into it then. (It’s a pity. I know various bottomy-type men who are wonderful, who I’m very fond of, but in bed I just want to be taken and used so we’re not really sexually compatible. I’m really glad I met MasterDoc because he can use me roughly and yet still be wonderful.) I ended up going down on Max a bit, he went down on me and I continued to watch MasterDoc play with G. I guess sometimes I am a little voyeuristic.

It was getting late and MasterDoc decided he was going to bed. Max had gotten a late start and we ladies couldn’t just leave him hanging, so we took turns going down on him, giving him handjobs, playing with his ass. He was in heaven having two lovely ladies playing with him. He had me straddle his face for a while. We played for quite a while but an orgasm didn’t seem to be in the cards for him. Pity. He fucked G. for a bit and I watched. Then MasterDoc came in to ask everyone to be a little more quiet so as not to disturb the neighbors, and we all decided to call it a night at that time. I cuddled up to MasterDoc for a few minutes before we went to sleep and reflected on the fun evening we had had. I just know I’m leaving little tidbits out of this entry, but I don’t want to make it longer than it already is. I think you get the idea that it was a very sexy and sensual evening with a really nice couple. (And now two blog readers have become part of the story here.)

Rough Sex

Published
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Nadia
on August 31, 2008
in D/s, anal, bdsm, orgasm on command, sex and submissive
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So I got in an unexpected visit with MasterDoc this weekend, which always makes me happy. The man has to juggle so much he doesn’t always know his schedule ahead of time. I got to hang out Saturday night with him and his former roommate, Liz, who’s staying with him for a couple of days before school starts. We had dinner and watched Hellboy (don’t bother, it’s very silly and too long). But before dinner and after dinner we snuck off to his bedroom for some very hot fucking.

He had me get some porn on the computer and as I did so, put my ass in the air towards him. I felt him lube up my asshole and slide a finger in. Rowr. My body was very sensitive last night and it felt every bit as good as if he was fingering my cunt. I moaned, got breathless and totally didn’t watch the porn on the computer. I was lost in the sensation of him playing with my ass and I wanted to come in no time flat. I think he slid another finger in there as well. (Details are usually fuzzy the next day. I’ll have to start taking notes during. *wink*) He fingered my ass pretty vigorously and I begged to be allowed to come. Next he had me slide down to the edge of the bed and lay on my back. He stood at the end of the bed and slid his cock into my lubed up ass. “You want to get fucked in the ass, slut?” Oh my god yes I did. He fucked me and I totally loved it. I was feeling particularly kinky and slutty last night and luckily we were well in tune with each other. He was rough and I was totally into rough sex last night. He let me come and I came from him assfucking me.

We changed position and he was kneeling behind me as my ass was in the air. He fucked my ass some more and at one point I say, “Can I have a little more lube, Sir?”" He says, “You want more lube?” and then starts fucking me harder. Jesus Christ that sent me over the edge, I was a panting, moaning, heavy breathing mess. I was utterly and totally his to do with as he wished. I was like putty in his hands. Later he commented on how funny it was that suddenly, when he got rougher, I didn’t need lube where I had needed it just seconds earlier. The ass doesn’t lubricate itself, so what happened? Oh yes, he got rough with me and I loved it. He let me come and it turns out my anal muscles bear down during orgasm (like my vaginal muscles do) but the auto-eject isn’t quite as bad with anal sex.

We fucked for a while, next position was laying on our sides on the bed. I moaned and gasped as he fucked my ass roughly. He threw in some very hard slaps on my ass and that only served to make me hornier. He grabbed my hair and gave me permission to come. I went off into this amazing orgasm, everything was just so hot that I blurted out, “Please pull my hair!” and I came even harder when he pulled. He pulled out of me and slapped my ass, pulled my hair and I just kept coming. He was rougher with me last night during sex than I think he’s ever been and it was just the hottest thing in the world.

As we lay in bed after, he ponders whether he will be nice and have me suck his cock without the condom (that’s just been up my ass) or with it. He tells me to suck it with it. Every fiber of my being does not want to do this, but I’m very much in submissive mode so I lower my head to his cock, and thankfully he decides that my acquiescence was enough and that I can take the condom off and suck his cock without it. Hallelujah. Of course, I’m smart enough to know that just because he didn’t have me do it this time, doesn’t mean he won’t have me do it in the future.

We had dinner, watched the movie and headed off to his bedroom for a second time. He had me suck his cock, telling me to get it really clean all the way to the base as it was going to go in my cunt this time. He told me to get myself ready, and I found that I was still fairly wet from before. He got on top of me and fucked me hard, slapping my face every so often. He’d slow down the thrusting then do it really hard again as I begged to come. He’d slap my face again, grab my hair and talked dirty to me. It was so hot. Before letting me come, he asked me if I want to come while he pisses on me. I was so desperate to come at that point that I would do anything. I said yes, I want him to piss on me. He talked about taking me into the bathroom and pissing on me, then he let me come. I was relieved to not have him piss on me, but as I said with the ass condom earlier, I’m smart enough to know that just because he didn’t do it this time, doesn’t mean he’s not totally warming me up for it in the near future. But the thing is, when he gets me really worked up there’s precious little he couldn’t do to me. I will consent to just about anything his perverted little heart desires at that point - and more than likely enjoy it. Things that are totally unappealing when I’m not turned on suddenly become far less unattractive as I get aroused. Things that I’d never let another person do to me I let MasterDoc do. This whole D/s relationship thing is really intense.

More Coming on Command

Published
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Nadia
on August 12, 2008
in D/s, bdsm, dom, orgasm on command, porn and sex
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Last night I went over to MasterDoc’s. We had dinner and watched a movie, pretty normal stuff. Then he put porn on the laptop and that was the start of something really hot. We watched bdsm porn. This German porn actress was doing her first bdsm porn scene (I think). A sadistic English guy tortured her nipples, spanked her, flogged her, all while her arms were tied behind her back. Then she got retied into this bent over position and he fucked her, vaginally and anally. I’m drawing a blank on how the scene ended, as by that time I was being fucked silly by MasterDoc.

While warming up, we both watched the porn, and he let me use my bullet vibe. I was hot and wet in no time. It really is amazing how much hotter I get watching bdsm porn than regular porn. I was so on the edge of coming, and we hadn’t even started yet. I ached to be fucked while keeping myself warm. I got so wildly turned on imagining myself in the actress’ place.

He had me get on my hands and knees and he fucked me from behind. My job was to make sure the laptop didn’t go into screensaver mode - now being fucked hard while being incredibly turned on is not conducive to keeping an eye on a laptop. I would be clenching my eyes shut, moaning, begging to come when suddenly MasterDoc would smack my ass and remind me of my job. I tried watching the porn so I could notice when the screensaver came on, but I would always get distracted by the tingling in my cunt. He spanked my ass intermittently and would thrust hard for a while until I was a blithering, begging mess, then slow down slightly. He kept me on the edge, something he’s gotten frighteningly good at. I don’t know if I have ever begged as hard to come as I did last night. Maybe that other time recently when he really worked me over. I was desperate to come. I cannot convey to you how my body felt - tingling, tense, dying for release. While it was torture it all felt so good at the same time. I tell you, who needs drugs when you’ve got sex?

He fucked me for a while, til I was out of breath and off in another world. We lay down next to each other and I caught my breath. He reached over and started playing with my clit. He commented on how he hasn’t really paid a lot of attention to stimulating my clit. (I really enjoy penetration, although obviously from my love of the bullet vibe on my clit I like clitoral stimulation as well. Heck, I just like stimulation.) He played with my clit, getting me even more worked up than I was before. Eventually, he told me to come and of course I came on command. I moaned and screamed (he had to tell me more than once to shut up). He alternated fingers inside me and fingers on my clit. I don’t know exactly how long I came but it was good and long. I was just speechless afterwards. (But soon found my voice to say, “Thank you, Sir.”)

Words cannot describe how amazingly good I felt. I am at a loss to adequately describe it so you, the reader, can feel what I felt. We lay close together and I felt both satisfied and ready for more. After a bit of a break, we ended up kissing. I still yearned for him so I kissed back passionately. We made out for a while and I got more and more turned on. After a little while of making out, he puts his hand in my hair, grabs a handful and says, “I want you,” pause for another kiss, “to come now.” Oh my god. My entire body spasmed and I had an incredible orgasm purely from the sound of his voice and the feel of his hand in my hair. He held me as I came, telling me what a good girl I am. I came for a while, probably only seconds when it comes down to it, but it wasn’t a quick little orgasm. Guys, if you can get a woman into that state you can get her to do anything. I thanked my lucky stars that I had met MasterDoc.

He hadn’t come yet, so he had me play with his ass while he stroked himself and watched the porn some more. I kneaded his ass cheeks as his breathing got shorter. It seemed like he was on the edge for a moment or two. He came and I stupidly stopped playing with his ass. I really should know better, he likes me to continue doing it for a little while even after he’s come. He had me wipe up the come, get us some drinks of water and we gradually wound down until it was bedtime. We cuddled for a while then went off to sleep.

I think this whole coming on command thing proves the point that the brain is the largest sex organ in the human. He is so good at getting inside my head, at knowing what turns me on, at getting me into a desperate state physically and mentally. I can’t wait for the next time.

Dripping

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Nadia
on August 1, 2008
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MasterDoc worked a double shift, so he hasn’t slept in over 24 hours. But before he headed off to sleep he decided to fuck me.

 

He told me to go into the bedroom, get naked and start using my bullet vibe. I teased myself into a frenzy really quickly. He got down between my legs and decided to lick a bit. My clit was so sensitive that it felt amazing. Then he sat back and watched my cunt as he stroked his cock into a hard state. The thing that really got him going was when he noticed that I was starting to drip moisture out of my vagina. I can’t feel when I’m wet so I never know if I’m dripping or semi dry. I kept working myself up with the bullet vibe, kept myself right on the edge of coming.

 

“Are you ready to come?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“If I told you to come right now could you?”

“Yes, Sir,” with a slight moan in my voice.

“Then I think you’re ready to get fucked.”

He had me turn over and he fucked me from behind. He said I was allowed to keep teasing myself with the vibe as he fucked me. I moaned and cried out as it felt so good to be riding the edge. He’d thrust in deeply and I’d moan more loudly. I started begging to be allowed to come. “Not yet.”

 

His cock decided to get soft, so he pulled out and stroked himself as I continued to pleasure myself, ass in the air. When he was hard again he fucked me some more. He told me to make sure I was ready to come when he gave permission. I teetered on the edge, craving to be allowed to come. He pulled out again, slid a couple of fingers into me and started fingering me. My god I thought I was going to come whether I had permission or not. I begged him for permission. Finally, he told me to come. “Ohhhhhh,” I moaned as I came really hard. I thrust my ass towards him and he continued to finger. I was still using the vibe on my clit but unfortunately I had leaned against it and made it go into intermittent mode rather than steady vibration. But I wasn’t about to stop coming to change the setting. He fingered me for a while and let me have a most magnificent orgasm. Just as he pulled his fingers out of me, I squirted.

 

Sir can make me feel so amazing. Of course I remembered to thank him for my orgasm immediately after. He told me to relax and enjoy the afterglow, which I did.

Coming on Command

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on July 22, 2008
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After about 8 or 9 days apart I got to see MasterDoc last night. Yippeee! I miss him so much when I don’t get to see him. Of course I had to do some cleaning around his apartment, but I find that I’m so used to what needs to be done it’s not a big deal to just get it done. As soon as I arrived I started gathering dirty dishes from around the apartment and got them into the dishwasher. We had dinner, watched Cash Cab, and did a little more cleaning. I took a shower (oh so necessary in the summer) before we had naked cuddle time.

Of course naked cuddle time led to sex. Yippeee! We didn’t do much in the way of bdsm play but of course with my collar on I was in the mindset anyway. I’m a girl who likes being told what to do during sex. *grin* We fucked in a couple of different positions and luckily for me he changed his mind about whether to let me come or not. I squirted a little bit when I came while on top. When we later changed positions, he told me to focus on keeping myself right on the edge of coming. And oh god did I hover at that edge. I was so desperate to come. He fucked me for a while, not letting me come, and then he stopped, pulled out, held onto my legs and told me to come. I squirted a fountain with absolutely no direct contact to my erogenous zones whatsoever. It was absolutely amazing. What an orgasm. He then started stimulating me and I kept coming and coming. Oh. My. God. He is a very talented man. He has certainly figured out how to make me feel good. Is it any wonder the man has a waiting list of women? lol Oh on the surface he looks like an ordinary 50-something year old guy… but underneath, rowr, lies an expert at making women come. I’m a very lucky girl.

When we talked, he told me about how I should learn how my body feels right before orgasm so I can summon up that feeling with just a thought when I need to get turned on. I find that I am getting better at this. As I drove to work this morning I was worried about thinking too much about coming as squrting in the car would be a bad thing, particularly on my way to work, through my work clothes. I doubt I’m to that point yet, I seem to need his voice telling me to come for me to come on command, but I do get really aroused when I focus on the feeling of being on the edge. I’m wriggling in my seat as I type this. I may have to get my weekly masturbation session in early. If I’m lucky and see him again tomorrow night I may need to ask for permission for another session of masturbation on Thursday. (Davey’s working long hours this week.)  Yup, I have to say that taking wellbutrin has reinstated my libido fully at this point. Yippeee!