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Weekend

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on June 29, 2009
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I had a mostly quiet weekend, which is strange when you learn that I went to a bdsm/sex party on Saturday night with MasterDoc. Of course, this is not so strange when I mention that I had my period, and spent the night freaked out about my Instead cup leaking. Those things don’t do too well during heavy flow days (for me).

I did get to ride the sybian and ended up being the first person naked, I think. I find this thrilling, stimulating and a bit embarrassing. It’s strange to be naked in front of a room of strangers and acquaintances. It’s naughty and definitely a turn on. I find that I can’t necessarily look at the people around me, but I like knowing they’re there. I like that MasterDoc enjoys us being the center of attention. I used the flat top to the sybian since I’ve had trouble with using the dildo attachment while wearing a cup (the cup ended up pinching me - no fun). This was the first time I rode the sybian without a dildo attachment. But considering much of the sensation comes from the vibration and from my clit grinding against the nubby pad, the dildo wasn’t much of a loss.

MasterDoc teased me mercilessly. He’d ask others in the room if they thought I should be allowed to come, and apparently they said no! So he teased me some more, more than he had ever done before. I was in a frenzied state. He had me begging for orgasm, all the while making sure I begged loud enough for others to hear. I was the wanton, aroused slut begging for sexual release. Eventually he let me come, and I was loud and rocketed into another world. I found myself humping the machine desperately, moaning, clutching at MasterDoc’s legs in front of me. I get a little spastic at the time of orgasm on the sybian. I’m also completely unintelligible.

I had to actually ask him to stop, as I started developing a headache. Asking him to stop is rare, and getting a headache from orgasm is pretty rare for me as well. MasterDoc took care of me, going upstairs with me to get a drink and then he put me on the sofa while he went off in search of some acetaminophen for my headache. I appreciated the fact that he took the time to see to me when I wasn’t feeling well. He’s good to me. (When he’s not being sadistic, that is!)

Later, I got to watch the party hostess ride the sybian. She goes for the largest phallic attachment it comes with. I’m always amazed as that dildo is too large to be comfortable for me. But she loves it and it’s fascinating watching a woman ride the sybian. I saw her humping the machine as she struggled to hold back from coming just as I did. MasterDoc took the controls for a while, then her fiance came over and she sucked his cock while riding. Her fiance took the controls and had her suck his cock as he sat in the chair in front of her. A woman is just in another world when she’s on that thing. It’s beautiful to watch her face contort as she’s taken over by ecstacy.

We got home late that night, and then on Sunday ended up sleeping half the day away. (Got up, had breakfast, went to lay down for cuddles and then both felt drowsy so we fell asleep for a couple of hours.) Sunday night, I wandered into the bedroom where I knew MasterDoc was preparing for some sex. He was on the phone with a new lady he’s been speaking with. He wanted her to listen in as he did things to me. I sucked his cock and he made more happy noises than usual so his new ladyfriend could hear on the other end. A little later, he slapped my inner thighs and pussy for a while - asking his ladyfriend if she liked that. He made me come using his hands and did his best to tempt her with the prospect of coming that hard. She only listened in for a while. I hope she enjoyed it. (She’s read this blog and enjoyed it, happy to say.)

He fucked me from behind, and made me into a moaning mess, desperate for orgasm. He let me come and kept me going with his fingers even after my vaginal muscles had pushed his cock out. I was very happy and quite satisfied.

On Monday I didn’t have to be at work til later (as did he) and we spent some time together in the morning. He had me suck his cock, and I tell you, I really get into it. Sucking his cock made me so horny! We fucked some more, him hitting my ass with the riding crop all the while. It felt good, but then my hips started to get tired (I was on top). I had to ask to stop, and sadly that meant the end of sex as it was getting late. Surprisingly, I didn’t feel anxious over not having reached orgasm. My arousal subsided easily unlike some times when it lingers until I’m able to come. I was just happy to have that intimate time with MasterDoc on a Monday morning, a time I don’t usually get to spend with him.

Not Another Play-by-Play

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on June 11, 2009
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As I sit down tonight to write about the fantastic sex I had last night, I think of how some days I get bored writing about sex. Mind you, I don’t get bored having sex. But some days it feels like I say the same thing over and over here, “Blah blah blah, penis in vagina, blah blah blah, moan, writhe, pant, gasp, blah blah blah, not allowed to come for a while, blah blah blah, amazing orgasm.”

Again, I repeat that doing all this isn’t the least bit boring. Oh no. It’s fantastically exciting. But writing about it some days makes me wanna snooze.

So instead of a play-by-play, I’m going to reflect here on some thoughts I had last night and some moments that were particularly hot/intense. We had sex twice, my collar was on, although even when we forget to put my collar on I fall into sub mode when we have sex. MasterDoc is pretty relaxed when my collar is off, but there’s the understanding that even without my collar sometimes there’s times where my added respect is warranted. For example, when he gives me a direct order. Or when we’re getting down and dirty in bed. That’s when I either put in the “Sirs” myself or he reminds me. I know that some people always call their Dom or owner “Master” or “Sir” but I’m very happy to be in a more relaxed relationship. I do, however, have to work harder on making use I use the honorific “Sir” when my collar is on. As much as I love submitting to him, I can have a hard time with remembering “Sir.”

I’m only human, and some days/moments submitting is hard. I don’t feel like doing what he’s asking of me, or I’m cranky, or I’m feeling rebellious. But sometimes, things are just the opposite. Last night I was delighted to submit to him, delighted to wear the collar. Being his sub felt so right. I didn’t want to take the collar off. I felt so happy and thankful that my submissive side has been fulfilled by this relationship with MasterDoc. I’ve never had a D/s relationship before, I’ve only played prior to this, but it feels so good.

And not only does it fulfill a part of me, submitting is also incredibly hot. I kept thinking last night how the fact that whenever he wants a blow job, he can just tell me to do it and he gets one - this is really hot. Vanilla guys have to sometimes persuade their girlfriends to blow them, a Dom merely requests what he wants and get it. And that power is sexy. The fact that he controls my orgasms makes my arousal more intense. I had a blissful period of time last night, when I was on all fours, hugging a pillow and being fucked from behind, where I was in such ecstasy and yet such tension wanting to come. He really pushed me last night, and I bit my thumb, moaned, opened my eyes every now and then (and then they’d roll back into my head). He really kept me on the edge for an extended period of time. And when I came I worked hard to not let my muscles push him out - I did quite well although controlling that results in a strange sort of orgasm. I come, but it’s in fits and spurts.

Earlier, I rode him, my legs weary from exercise but my spirit being willing enough to propel me up and down on his cock.

After I’ve come, I’m speechless. The only speech I manage to regain quickly is the ability to say, “Thank you, Sir.” Then I lay down and bask in the afterglow - and catch my breath. As I cuddled up close to him last night I thought, “Life is good. I’m happy.”

(We used a new riding crop I got to review last night, and the pain was part of the pleasure for me. A review will come along shortly.)

Beating and Review: The Curve

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on June 6, 2009
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It had been a while since he beat me. I got to feeling neglected on Thursday night while he chatted up women online, I should have brought my computer so I could busy myself online as well. I got a little grumpy, but he took me into the bedroom for some cuddles and to point out that rather than getting sulky, when he’s ignoring me I’m welcome to snuggle against him now and then and see if I can distract him from what he’s doing. The next day he ignored me some more, he had an issue to deal with and he let me know that he was grumpy and I should leave him alone. So as per his request, I left him alone. Unfortunately I was feeling really needy for attention. I started to get depressed and so went and snuggled up in bed by myself.

He found me there, and asked if I was tired or just feeling blah. I told him I was feeling blah and he crawled into bed next to me to cheer me up. Later on he would point out that rather than get depressed, I should express my needs so he knows that I need attention. He said he didn’t want to reinforce bad behavior (sulking, getting depressed) so next time I want attention I should ask for it.

Despite his not wanting to reinforce bad behavior, he took some time to cheer me up in the foolproof way - a beating and orgasms. As I said, he hadn’t beat me in a while - I’m not really sure how long. He sucked and nibble on my nipples for a while. He had me get out some toys and my collar, and he had me get on all fours on the bed. He flogged my ass with the little flogger, gradually increasing in intensity. He’d stop and come forward so he could spank my ass with his hands, and to use the flogger on my upper back. Then he’d resume flogging my butt and thighs. He got really rough - I wasn’t sure I could handle it at times.

After several minutes of this, he had me lay on my back. He resumed flogging me, this time on my sensitive inner thighs. He had me put my hands behind my head so he could flog my breasts as well. He has terrific aim, and he hit my nipples mercilessly. He slapped my inner thighs and it hurt so much. He took to slapping, then flogging, my pussy and a few times the leather of the flogger hit my clit directly. Ouch!

I was wincing, squeezing my eyes shut. He got out the blindfold and had me put it on, he said it was easier to beat me if he couldn’t see my eyes. The blindfold blocked out all light and sight. He beat me some more, and I was unable to anticipate the blows. He’d finger my pussy a little, get me breathless and worked up, then start slapping my thighs again.

After the beating, he grabbed my new Curve dildo. I was probably already quite wet, but he used some lube on the toy. “Are you ready to get your pussy stuffed?” “Yes, Sir,” I replied.

The dildo is fairly thick and while parts of the the silicone are smooth the rest is somewhat textured. I needed more lube to get it inserted comfortably. He played with it, thrusting it in and out. The curve met my g-spot, but sometimes if he thrusted too hard he’d bang against my cervix, which hurt. He adjusted his thrust and soon I was moaning as he fucked me with the dildo. After a short while, he reached for the Hitachi Magic Wand and placed it against my clit. Ohmyfuckinggod! Being filled with the dildo and having my clit vibrated with the wand I was close to orgasm in no time. I started to beg.

“Oh, please Sir!” I gasped, “Please let me come! Please, please, please!” I was so close to orgasm I couldn’t stop begging for release. He kept me begging for a little while. I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to hold back.

With the curve filling me up and the wand working on my clit, when he gave me permission to come I had one of the most amazing orgasms I have ever had. I screamed out. I writhed so that the blindfold eventually slid off my head. I grabbed at his back and the bedsheets. I kept saying, “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” over and over again. It was a very long, very intense orgasm, or series of orgasms. I squirted a big puddle on the bedsheets. The combination of The Curve and the Wand is phenomenal. I don’t know that the Curve will be my favorite dildo (I still like the glass dildoes better), but it’s definitely a hit.

The Fun Factory Curve is silicone and therefore sterilizable and phthalate-free. It’s available at sex toys shop Vibrator.com and is in their dildo section. It comes in violet or pink (I was sent my favorite color - violet!) and has a head that comes to a prounounced bump to hit your g-spot. The handle can be used to thrust it or rubbed up against your clit while your pussy is stuffed with the dildo. It’s flexible yet firm.

The Rest of the Weekend

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on June 2, 2009
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My mood improved over Saturday. By Saturday evening I was feeling reasonably sociable and our friend V. came over.  She had a new flogger that her friend made from salvaged material (rubber) and she wanted to try it out. She had tried it with her girlfriend, but there was an issue with controlling it. She wanted to have MasterDoc try it since he’s much more experienced with floggers. It quickly became clear that the strands were too long and that was the issue. After a moment’s hesitation, V. agreed that he could cut the flogger down a bit. Eight inches or so later, the flogger was much more manageable. MasterDoc used it on V.’s butt for a while, then I got a turn. Man it stung!

On Sunday he and I went out to lunch and otherwise spent the day around his place. After I finished my required Wii Fit, I went to see MasterDoc who was lying in the bedroom, watching porn. We hadn’t necessarily planned to have sex just then, but he was inspired by a bit of the porn - the submissive was tied up (suspended but on her feet) with a magic wand at her clit. She was given two minutes to come. He had me get the magic wand out, put my collar on and get undressed. He teased me with the wand until I was aching to come. Then suddenly he said, “You have two minutes to come all you want. Go.” Instantly I started to come, screaming and quivering. I kept right on coming for the full two minutes, and it was hard to stop myself when he told me to stop. It felt amazing. Next he asked me if I was ready to be fucked. Oh yes please! He had me get the Liberator Wedge to put under his ass and I got on top for a ride. I was all wet from coming just moments before. We hadn’t had sex in two weeks and it was heavenly to feel his cock inside me.

Yesterday I was acutely aware of what at turn on it is for him to have control over when I orgasm. As I rode his cock I got more and more turned on thinking about how much I wanted to come, but that I wasn’t allowed to as of yet. I kept moaning and breathing heavy, fucking him frantically, feeling his cock slide in and out of me as my clit rubbed up against his tummy. At one point he slapped my face a few times and called me a whore. Jesus, that turned me on even more. I kept hoping he’d do it again. He made me promise that if I was allowed to come that I wouldn’t let my vaginal muscles push his cock out. I knew how hard that would be but I whimpered, “I promise I’ll try my best, Sir,” as I was desperate to come. Initially it worked, I focused on controlling my vaginal muscles while also letting myself orgasm. I struggled with it and ultimately got the point where I said, “Oh I can’t help it anymore!” and my muscles clenched down and pushed his cock out. Since he had said I was only allowed to come as long as his cock was inside me he ordered me to stop right then. The command didn’t sink in and I came for another few seconds, which he was not happy with. He asked me about it after to make sure it wasn’t me willfully disobeying, and I didn’t do it intentionally.

Since MasterDoc’s been sick lately, I didn’t really think we’d have more sex later on, but we did. Lucky me! The BDSM porn from before was put on again, and I reached down into my panties and played with myself - thinking how hot it must be to see a woman who is so horny that she will just lose herself in playing with her pussy. I would steal glances at MasterDoc stroking his cock, and at the porn. I worked myself up into a frenzy and hoped that my masturbating in front of him turned him on. He had me get lube and a condom and he fucked me from behind. There was much moaning and whimpering from me as it seemed to last forever. Oh dear god, it feels amazing and frustrating at the same time. When I have vanilla sex with someone, there’s this build up to orgasm and then an orgasm. It’s pretty quick. But with submitting to MasterDoc I’m held in state of all-consuming arousal for an extended period of time. I had such a hard time holding back. He fucked me hard and made me desperate to come. When I came, I squirted and fell forward after his cock was pushed out of me. I kept coming, and he kept stroking my back, grabbing my hair and touching me to prolong the feeling. I later had the thought that it must feel amazing to be able to make me come like that - intense orgasms even while there’s no direct genital contact.

After rest, there was some more fucking. This time I was on my back. I was pleasantly surprised at MasterDoc’s stamina considering he’s been sick and having back pain lately. Usually, after we fuck I’m in this blissful state where I curl up against him and stroke his chest… my arousal not abating. I get hopeful that my touching him and kissing his chest will get him to fuck me again, and very often I’m successful. (Of course, it is more than likely true that he wants to fuck some more and it’s not just my desire that fuels it.) On Sunday night I didn’t want to be too aggressive though, as I knew he hadn’t been feeling well. But he fucked me for a while and let me come - slapping my pussy to keep me coming (and squirting).

Now, three wonderful fucks in one day would have been enough to make me VERY happy. But he decided to fuck me again, this time with me on top. He reached around and slapped my ass which just drove me wild. I’m very lucky to have a Dom who wants to have sex over and over in an evening. By the time the evening was over, I was grinning like an idiot and amazingly happy. Good sex cures my depression pretty much every time - I haven’t felt depressed since.

I noticed that evening the feeling of intimacy that comes from being submissive to someone (over a long period of time). It’s not quite there in vanilla sex. My pleasure is directly tied to his pleasure and choices as to what we do, and as such that’s extremely intimate.

He asked me, “So was that worth waiting two weeks for?” Hell yes!

Passionate Fucking on a Sunday Afternoon

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on May 18, 2009
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I had expected to not see MasterDoc for a stretch of 10 days, thankfully he found free time a couple of times this week. Sunday afternoon I got to spend time time at his place. He was tired when he first got home so he held me off for a while, but then he decided he was up for it. While he has guests staying at his place this week (his friend Liz’s parents) they were out for a while, so we had the place to ourselves. But rather than having sex in the living room on the floor, or in the spare room, we were confined to the master bedroom with the squeaky bed. On the up side, the squeaky bed is king-sized.

We got naked and he had me set up some porn on the laptop (which we never ended up turning on). I had been really horny for days so I started stroking his cock without being told. We cuddled up close and I kept his hard cock in my hand. I caressed his inner thighs and near the base of his cock. He complimented me on my skills - which is very satisfying to hear. I sucked his cock for a little bit, and then went back to stroking it. He rolled over onto his side and as I continued to stroke his hard cock he reached over and started playing with my pussy. He had me wet his fingers with saliva and he caressed my cunt, getting me aroused. He had me wet his fingers again and he slid them into me. He fingered me, prodding my g-spot. It felt so delightful that I was breathing heavy and pressing back against his fingers. He had me beg before he would allow me to come. When I came, his fingers kept right on stroking the inside of me and I felt like I squirted but I’m not sure that I actually did. His strong fingers pressed inside me and my orgasm went on for a while.

After, I was in a daze but quickly thanked him for my orgasm. I felt amazing, but I was glad when it turned out we weren’t done. I sucked his cock for a while, making sure it was hard. He had me put a condom on him and we decided to use the Liberator Wedge underneath him while I got on top. This put his hips up higher than usual and kept his cock deep inside me. I rode his cock, and it was like every nerve ending in my vagina was on full alert. I closed my eyes and concentrated on fucking him. The wedge helped him thrust especially deep. I gasped and started hoping he’d let me come. I kept fucking him, rocking my body back and forth, listening to the incessant squeaking of the bed. When he let me come I grunted and moaned like an animal in heat. His cock stayed in me longer with the wedge underneath him. After the orgasm, I took a break and rested on him. We talked and cuddled a bit, but then he started moving his hips again. I thought I was too tired to go on but I became aroused again. We fucked a bit longer until my vaginal muscles pushed his cock out and I said, “Shit!”

We rested and cuddled some more. I love being pressed up close against him, my hand stroking his chest. I was already feeling quite satisfied when he said, “Is your cunt wet?” I reached down and found that I was still dripping wet from before. He had me get on my hands and knees and bend over the wedge. He fucked me from behind and it felt so wonderful that I almost didn’t want to come, because I knew if I came that would end the fucking. He fucked me hard and I kept moaning and crying out in pleasure. I made such a racket, it’s a damn good thing no one else was in his apartment. I wondered if I would manage to hold back coming until he gave permission. I waited a while before asking for permission but the pleasure became too intense I had to start begging. But he didn’t let me come. He told me that I wasn’t going to be allowed just then. I went back to savoring the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of me. I made noises as if I was coming but it was just from the rolling waves of pleasure coursing through me.

When he did let me come it was intense. I lost track of my surroundings and all I was aware of was my vaginal muscles clenching, and squirting a whole lot of liquid, and his hand slapping my cunt as I kept coming and coming, my juices splattering. The bed and wedge were soaked. Thankfully he didn’t mind.

I thanked him, and was a very, very happy and satisfied slut.

Sunday Afternoon

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on May 11, 2009
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I usually try to keep things in chronological order here, but MasterDoc would like to give me input on my entr(ies) for the party we went to Saturday night. So those will come along once he’s had time to read them and give me feedback.

Meanwhile, we spent Sunday being pretty lazy. Well, I tried being lazy, but as I was giving him a hard time about always drinking beverages I’ve poured for myself (Yeah yeah bad sub, but it gets tiresome. I generally ask him if he wants something to drink when I’m getting something for myself to head this off and be a good submissive, but it doesn’t always work out that way.) and putting off doing the Wii Fit, he told me to go put my collar on. This time it was clear that we weren’t going to get naked. Instead, he ordered me to do my exercise on the Wii Fit.  I tried not to grumble as I did so, I was feeling tired and sore from a busy Saturday night (and tripping and landing on the floor at work the day before). But with the collar on I did as I was told, even though I just barely got myself through the half hour of exercise. I took a hot bath afterward and luckily cheered the fuck up after that. While I can be argumentative at times, I find that I really can’t argue with him when he’s making me do something that’s good for me - like exercise. And, well, I have to try very, very hard not to even consider arguing when the collar is on. It’s not that I can’t express disagreement, but I have to phrase it super-respectfully and not whiny.

Later in the day he had me get together a bunch of sex accoutrements - dildoes, lube, condoms and the evil strap. (That’s an actual photo of what he has, but as it’s an ebay auction it will probably expire soon. Here’s a longer term link that is similar. It’s a rubber wrench for removing oil filters.) We only have avanti condoms handy at the moment (we are woefully low on condoms) but MasterDoc pointed out that using polyurethane condoms we could use baby oil as lube.

We set up porn on both our laptops (double porning - whoo hoo!)   And he had me sit on the Escape with my legs spread and my pussy within his reach. I was uncomfortably leaning back on my elbows when he pointed out that I could use the Liberator Scoop to lean against. Another use for the Scoop! My legs spread, he spread my labia apart and looked at my pussy intently. He took his time touching me and looking. He had me give him the baby oil and he put some on my pussy. He gently stroked my clit with his oiled up finger. I closed my eyes as the blood started to really flow to my nether regions. He played with my pussy for a while and then asked me what dildoes I had brought out. He had me hand him the glass dildo I reviewed recently. He lubed it up well and started gently pushing it against my vaginal opening. Things felt a little tight at first, but he took his time and soon my body opened up for him. He’d fuck me with the dildo until I was breathing heavy and ready to come, then he’d stop for a moment. He teased me for a while.

He had me get on the Scoop, but we couldn’t get it to work right this time, so we tried the Wedge under my ass. He kept having me slide forward and still we couldn’t get things to work right. So ultimately he had me get on hands and knees. I leaned on a pillow and thrust my ass in the air. He fucked me good. Despite how much cock I had the night before I was still horny the next day, so I was glad he was up for more sex. (I wonder if guys who have insatiably lusty girlfriends ever wonder if that’s a good thing after all?) He started spanking me with the evil strap, asking me if I was ready to come. I was, I was really on the verge of coming. He kept beating me and teasing me for a while. I think he had me start to come while he was still fucking me, sometimes details get fuzzy. (I’m not exactly taking notes at the moment of orgasm.) But at some point he wasn’t fucking me any more, and he was hitting me, pretty hard, with the rubber strap, telling me to keep coming. I still came, despite the pain sometimes getting to be a little too much. I squirted while he hit me. He kept me coming for a while until I was spent.

I lay on the damp pillow after orgasm, catching my breath and basking in the afterglow. I thanked him for my orgasm (no, really, THANK YOU, SIR!). After I had recovered, I cleaned up the sex mess (condoms, wrappers, put toys away, etc.) I’m probably not seeing him for over a week now (just a slight chance of my seeing him this week) and he left me in a very happy state.

Friday Afternoon

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When he has me go put on my collar, I know that odds are we’re going to play.

He had me masturbate with my bullet vibe on the Escape on the floor in the living room as he sat on the couch looking for porn on the laptop. I wasn’t quite ready to orgasm until I heard his voice asking if I’m ready to come -  hearing him ask makes me ready to come really quickly. He teased me verbally a bit then let me come. As I orgasmed, I curled up all fetal on my side and held the vibe to my clit which kept me coming and coming. My whole body was rocked with pleasure. When he told me I could stop I was actually a little happy to stop as the orgasm took a lot of energy.

We tried out some new sex furniture I’ve gotten to review. (Review will be forthcoming after I’ve tried the items out fully.) He put me on the Black Label Liberator Scoop (rounded side down) and rocked me back and forth while he fucked me. This instantly felt really good. When we tried the scoop again a couple of days later we hard a hard time getting the right position again, I think it helped that one of my feet was against the wall the first time. After some fucking/rocking back and forth, he told me to come, and I did. His cock got pushed out but he quickly slid it back in. It made me come even longer and harder to have him inside me.

As I said in my last blog entry, I curled up on a blanket on the floor, waiting for whatever he had in mind next.

We tried playing with the cuffs that came with the scoop (an option you can get to go with the Black Label sex shapes - they hook onto the tethers attached to the shape). I’m glad to say the thigh cuffs fit around my large thighs. He tried using some of the straps that came with it to secure my legs up in the air. Alas, it didn’t work.  We took a break but I was still so horny.

As we rested on the sofa I started playing with his ass and genital area in an attempt to get more sex. He complimented my abilities with my hands. I got him good and hard, stroked his cock for a bit and nibbled on his neck. I was sooooo horny. I desperately tried to arouse him into fucking me again. (Can anyone say insatiable slut?) My nefarious plot worked (of course, it inevitably only worked because he wanted more sex). This time, he fucked me laying back on the rounded side of the scoop with the wedge under my head. He had to hold me up to keep me from sliding all the way down the sloping side. But again, I was ready to come in no time. And lucky me, he allowed to come again after some teasing.

Weekend

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I had a good weekend, but of course like all good weekends it went by too quickly. Yesterday I did what was perhaps the most poly thing I’ve ever done - I went to a pig roast with MasterDoc, Davey, J. (who dates MasterDoc and Davey), S. (who dates MasterDoc and Davey) and MasterDoc’s friend (and my friend) Liz. We were also joined by a guy friend of S. and a guy friend of J. Yup, there were 8 of us there and most people were connected in a poly dating sort of way.
I had a blast. There was a wine tasting to accompany it and tons of food. The musicians performing were so bad they were good. Imagine if you will, a very white, middle-aged lady singing YMCA with two middle-aged Korean gentlemen. I mean they sang well and played their yamaha synthesizer well. But it was schlocky. With a little wine in me I was was singing along. *grin* (The sad truth is that I would have done so sober as well. I’m a dork.)

After, Davey went with J. back to her place and I got a ride with S., MasterDoc and Liz. I stayed over MasterDoc’s place and got some nooky. Whoo hoo! (Apparently he had given J. some nooky in the morning then took care of me at night. He’s such a slut. *grin*)

He had me put my collar on and select a couple of insertable toys - one for ass and one for vagina. I chose the new glass dildo I have and a medium-sized silicon butt plug I have. MasterDoc looked at me evilly. “These are both clean?”

“Yes, Sir.”

He held out the butt plug, “Suck it.” I hesitated, made a face and really didn’t want to do it. I mean, I know it was clean, I had washed it last myself with soap and water. But that’s been up my ass - I really didn’t want it in my mouth. He wasn’t going to back down, however, so I braced myself and took it into my mouth. Of course it had no taste as it was clean, but it was hard for me to suck and lick it. MasterDoc, however, seemed pleased that I obeyed despite my not wanting to. And doing so certainly put me in a bit of subspace. Yes, I’m a perv, I get turned on by a little degradation.

I sucked his cock quite a bit. He had me lick the glass dildo to get it wet and he slid it inside me. He got me really worked up by fucking me with it. But, no, I wasn’t permitted to come. He then told me to take over and keep myself worked up. While I don’t usually get off on fucking myself with a dildo (I’m not coming at it from the right angle after all) I did get turned on knowing that he wanted me at the precipice of coming and that he was going to fuck me. When I was good and worked up he put a condom on and got on top of me.

Oh god, I wanted to come so badly. I clenched my eyes shut and focused on his hard cock fucking me. He would vary the pace, tease me a bit. He slapped my face, which just gets me worked up even more. It felt like he was fucking me forever and I had a hard time holding back. I kept saying, “Oh my god!” as it felt incredible and I wanted so badly to come. After what seemed like a tortuously long time I gave in and begged for orgasm. But he teased me much more. It’s amazing to spend the entirety of a round of fucking hovering at the edge of climax.

I was struggling to keep control of myself. I really didn’t want to stay in control. I wanted nothing more than to come. He stops fucking me, keeps his cock deep inside. He says, “Look at me,” and I open my eyes, look him right in the eye and he says, “Come.” For a split second I think, “I wonder if I’m going to be able to - OH MY GOD!!!!” Jesus did I come. I mean, I came really hard. I was a sputtering gasping mess as my body contracted. I leaned upward and grabbed hold of him, pressing my face to his chest. I kept coming and he just kept his cock still inside of me. After that, I needed a little rest.

Whew. I was happy and feeling terrific. Next he had me help him come, I played with the butt plug up his ass while he stroked his cock. He kept giving me instructions as to what to do with the butt plug (angle it towards the front of his body so it gets his p-spot). I played with it intently and it was wonderful to watch his face as he moved towards orgasm. He came, and I remembered my instructions - I played with the spot behind his balls, milking out the orgasm for as long as I could. He kept twitching every so often. I was surprised how long he had me touch him to prolong the good feelings. Rowr.

This morning I got a lot of cuddles, but we didn’t end up having sex as I was feeling inexplicably down. (I mean, how can I feel down after the way he made me feel last night? Seriously.) He made me put some time in on the Wii Fit, despite my feeling totally lethargic, and it improved my mood somewhat. I have to get in some exercise either tomorrow night or Tuesday. Dom’s orders. I’m still feeling lethargic and unmotivated but I will have to push past that.

The Evil Strap

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Nadia
on May 2, 2009
in D/s, Uncategorized, bdsm, masochism, orgasm denial, sadism, sex, shio, spanking and squirting
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He hadn’t beaten me in a long time, and I was craving it. I had asked for it a few times recently, but only got a small amount of spanking during sex. The other night, however, he brought out some impact toys. We’re unfortunately missing a few (the black hole of sex toys in his apartment hasn’t been identified yet, despite my bullet vibe turning up and making us hopeful) but of course the evil strap (I should take a picture of it. I forget what he says it’s actually for - it’s a pervertable you see) is still around. Can’t lose that thing.

Funny though, depending on how my pain tolerance is sometimes the evil strap isn’t such a bad thing. I probably shouldn’t say that because there are days where it’s intolerably painful. But Thursday night my pain tolerance was pretty good, and I was so ready for a beating. He spanked me hard with his hands to warm me up. He used the flogger a little, but he really used the rubber strap. But strangely, I liked it. I’m sure he didn’t hit me really hard with it, but while it hurt it also felt really good. He had teased me and gotten me really horny first so I was aching for orgasm and I have to say, I felt almost like the beating by itself could make me come. He got into it, telling me to, “Take it, bitch.” Ooh sometimes I just love when he’s mean.

I’m getting horny writing this.

He had me on my knees for a while, which was difficult as my knees have been a little sore lately. I really struggled to keep myself there without asking to change positions. He fucked me from behind and let me come. Rowr. Hot. Then we rested and I lay down and stretched my legs out. Ah relief.

Next he has me get on top, and again my tired knees and hips were trying to convince me to give up. I struggled to keep the momentum going riding him. But the funny thing is I’d go from aching and thinking I couldn’t keep going, to suddenly not noticing the soreness and fatigue because I was so stimulated by his cock sliding in and out of me. It’s amazing what arousal can do for your stamina. He teased me for quite a while and it felt amazing - when I’m aroused like that it’s such a fine line between feeling wonderful and feeling frustrated. I kept hoping for permission to come but he told me that I wasn’t going to come right then. Aw! I leaned forward, whimpered, and cuddled him as I tried to cool myself down.

Thankfully for my sore knees next time he took me and got on top. My arousal was so high at this point I suppose it’s inevitable that I’d squirt - and when I came I squirted a huge puddle on the pillow underneath my ass. He slapped by clit to keep me coming after he pulled out and I kept right on squirting.

Catching Up

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Nadia
on May 1, 2009
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My internet at home was down from Sunday through Wednesday, so I’m behind on blogging. (Thus the flurry of activity Thursday night!) I spent late last week and Saturday with MasterDoc. On Friday night, I had to hit the hay early as I had work the next day, and despite spending the whole day together we didn’t get around to sex. As I was getting ready to go to bed MasterDoc suggested that we go into the bedroom, I masturbate and he “accessorize.” Rowr. I grinned broadly and said I’d like that.

MasterDoc wanted me to especially blog about this, as he wants to make clear how older guys can still get their women off even when their dick isn’t cooperating with them. I took the bullet vibe to my clit, and he touched me in all the key places to enhance my experience. I tell you, having him touch me and massage my body made masturbation 100% more fun. I came, mildly at first, but then felt the wave of a huge orgasm wash over me. It was intimate and sexy and a great way to connect and be sexual.

The next night we were back to our usual - fucking passionately with me gasping and moaning as I’m on all fours on the living room floor (on my Liberator Escape). Him wringing pleasure out of my body as he holds me on the edge of orgasm, and eventually me coming so very hard. *sigh*