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The Crop and the Orgasm

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Nadia

on August 3, 2009

in D/s, Uncategorized, anxiety, bdsm, dating, emotions, masochism, non-monogamy, orgasm denial, orgasm on command, poly, sadism, sex, sex toys, spanking and trust

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I spent a little time with MasterDoc this weekend, after spending some much needed alone time. He’s spending as much time with his daughter as possible before she heads off to college, so that left me with time on my hands this past weekend, as Davey was away visiting another girlfriend for the weekend. While I’m prone to depression when I spend a long time alone, this time I really enjoyed myself. Granted, towards the end of the time I was getting restless, bored and lonely. But I got some stuff done around the house, including going through all my clothes to bag up things I don’t wear anymore. I hit Trader Joe’s for the first time in ages. Now my closets and dresser are neat and I have spectacular things to snack on. Huzzah!

I was hoping we’d go out Saturday night, but MasterDoc decided to stay in. He gave me a wonderful intense spanking using the riding crop. Initially I couldn’t tell what he was hitting me with - had he picked up a cane? When I eventually saw it it made sense, and as we were without a crop for a while I forget that it’s in his arsenal of toys now. I was enjoying the sensation but not close to orgasm when he said to me, “Come.” Wow, that was difficult. I focused my thoughts on orgasming and in less than a minute I managed to eke one out. It wasn’t as intense as an orgasm would be if I was fully aroused at the time, but through sheer will I managed it. He’s trying to train me to come via different sensations. I have certainly come from just a spanking before, but I wasn’t expecting it so I was thrown off a little. I think the ideal situation would be if I could eventually just come on command from a cold start. May or may not happen, but one can dream and strive.

He checked his email when we took a break and he found out about a party going on that night. I had already taken my sleeping medication by this time, so I wouldn’t be able to stay awake if we went out. He wondered if he could get someone to go with him. I was bummed because I had wanted to go out, had taken my medication as early as I did due to his request, and was horny and wanted sex with orgasms that weren’t eked out in the heat of stress. (Yes, I’m a demanding slut.) He encourages me to put his desires first some of the time, but I’m only human, and being ditched at the last minute really would have sucked. Ultimately he stayed in with me, for which I was very thankful.

He fucked me a little later, doggy-style, and I was so aroused that eventually I had to give in and beg for orgasm. He asked me if I was sure I wanted to come then and not have the fucking continue a bit longer, and I said that I wanted it to continue. Actually, I don’t think “said” is the right word - I gasped out my hope that he would keep fucking me. He kept going and I was going nuts on the edge of orgasm. When he let me come, I came hard and his cock got pushed out. He slapped my pussy, fingered me a bit as I continued to come. He grabbed the Acuvibe Mini that was laying on the bed and pushed it against my clit - oh holy mother of Jesus! - I came harder than I can remember in a while. And that’s saying A LOT. He kept pressing against my clit with the vibrator and I kept pressing back desperately trying to keep my clit in contact with it while I came. Afterwards, I was totally spent.

On the non-sexual side of things, my issues around jealousy and insecurity came up again. I’m sure some monogamous folks would say, “Well maybe you want to be monogamous.” But I have to say despite my insecurities, I really don’t want to be monogamous. Too bad I’m not a Domme as my ideal situation would be me gallivanting around with multiple partners and my lover being mono to me. But, uh, definitely not going to happen when one is a submissive! I do like knowing that MasterDoc is happy - and I know that having a variety of lovers, and enjoying flirting and chasing (and fucking) new women, is something that makes him happy. It’s in his nature. I do not expect it to ever change. And I can understand wanting variety as I do too. So that leaves me with trying to find a way to not be so insecure, not be so afraid of being abandoned. I need to find ways to keep myself busy when I have free time and thereby not get too upset if I can’t see MasterDoc for a while. (I mean, I love spending time with him, so not seeing him will never be a happy prospect, but I need to find ways to keep busy.) Davey is busy often with other girlfriends these days, I need to find myself someone else to spend time with.

Those of you who aren’t jealous types - how do you manage it? How do you process the idea of your love being with someone else when they could be spending time with you instead?

A Beating that Soothed my Soul

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Nadia

on July 29, 2009

in D/s, Uncategorized, bdsm, depression, dom, emotions, flogging, kink, masochism, sadism, sexuality, spanking and submissive

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On Monday, I was feeling a bit blue. Suddenly biology got the better of me and I yearned for a baby. Me, the woman who for years proclaimed she didn’t want children, now suddenly yearns for one. I think it has a lot to do with being 36. My friend said I’ve got “the baby rabies” and she sure is right.

So I felt blue about it - not sure if, when or how I will have a child. I chatted online with MasterDoc and told him that I needed a beating. He was having dinner with his daughter that night, but if I wanted to hang out at his place until he was done he would give me a good beating when he got home.

He got home earlier than he planned, and so there was plenty of time for the beating. He got my collar and a bunch of implements and had me kneel on a pillow on the living room floor, leaning over the arm chair. My body was in the mood for a beating - most of the blows that fell on me felt soothing and rhythmic. He alternated flogging, bare hand spanking, the crop, etc. His hands can sometimes be the harshest implements. I would get into subspace and feel lulled by the strikes. But then he’d ramp it up a bit, and pain would set in - stinging pain. I’d start moaning and crying out. He’s excellent at judging how far he can push by listening to the noises I make.

He had me lean up a bit and he took the flogger to my upper back. It’s a solid thud that reverberates through my chest. I wondered if perhaps this would manage to bruise me, but unfortunately I was totally mark-free the next day. He spanked my ass more and returned to my upper back again later. The beating felt cleansing, soothing, and put me in a delightful sub space. He would stroke my back with his hand now and then, sometimes feel between my thighs to see if I was wet. I felt distinctly aroused and at times like I could come with only the slightest of stimulation to my genitals.

When he was done, about 10 minutes later, he was a little winded (it’s work!) and sat down on the other arm chair. I stood up and faced him, and shyly asked if I could have a cuddle. While the beating is therapeutic, I do need a bit of aftercare to complete the process. I squeezed into the chair with him, and my butt felt divinely sore. (When I got up later he pointed out how very red it was.) I was giddy and feeling romantic as I cuddled up to him. Vanilla people can’t comprehend, but that beating was an intimate, loving, sexual experience for me. I didn’t have an orgasm or any of the “usual” types of sexual stimulation, but I felt satisfied after. I woke up the next morning in a great mood.

Tonight, talking on the phone with MasterDoc I pointed out that as of tomorrow (Thursday) it is exactly 2 years since the day we met. “That’s so sweet, that’s romantic!” he exclaimed, followed by, “Remind me to piss in your mouth to celebrate.”

I burst out laughing. For while he surely will piss in my mouth one day, this was hopefully one of those times he says it for affect.

Having DeeDee Listen

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Nadia

on July 10, 2009

in D/s, Uncategorized, bdsm, blow jobs, exhibitionism, masturbation, nipple clamps, non-monogamy, orgasm denial, orgasm on command, phone sex, sex, spanking, submissive and swinging

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Where to start? A little while back MasterDoc had a potential submissive listen in on us fooling around via the phone. I can’t find the entry where I mentioned it, but I did mention it here. Anyway, her name is DeeDee. She lives a few states away and has been talking to MasterDoc online a great deal. It’s interesting to get glimpses into their interactions; It brings me back to when I first met MasterDoc. He just had her fill out the BDSM check list (there’s many online this is just one) recently to see what she likes, what limits she has. (I was relieved that she rated analingus a 2 - it’s lower on the list of desirability for me!) I do get moments of insecurity (cuz, you know, I’m a horribly insecure person), but ultimately she seems cool and I’m sure we’ll have fun together.

Tuesday night, he decided to have her listen in as we played. He encouraged me to be much more vocal than usual - something he realizes is hard for me - and I did my best to vocalize what I was feeling. It was easier to make noises than to speak words, but I did manage a few words from time to time. He went into the next room to start the phone call, and left me laying on the Liberator Escape in the living room. I thought to myself that he’d probably like it if I was warmed up when he came back, so I started stroking my clit.

He came back in with his phone set to speaker. I could hear DeeDee on the other end. He had me get on hands and knees, and he started spanking me. I tried to be louder with my reaction noises than usual. He hit pretty hard for a while so it wasn’t hard to be noisy. He’d talk to DeeDee now and then, and I’m pretty sure she was playing with herself at the other end. MasterDoc had me sit up. He had me suck his cock for a while, and it’s great when he’s got someone listening on the phone, because he becomes very verbal about how good it feels and how I know what he likes. Definite ego boost. After he was good and hard (he was pretty hard to start with), he gave me the blindfold and I put it on, sitting cross-legged on the mat. He announced that he had nipple clamps in hand. He gently scolded me for not bringing the clover clamps and pointed out that he wants me to learn how to take them by now. He went to put the clamp on one nipple, but the screws were set so the clamp was pretty loose. He didn’t play around with the tightness, but instead started slapping the inside of my thighs. I had been kinda looking forward to the nipple clamps, I almost wished that I had brought the clover clamps. Lately I find myself fantasizing about the clover clamps, but still too scared to put them out as the toy of choice.

He had me lie down on my back, and he sat between my legs, slapping my thighs and pussy every now and then. I wish I could remember in more detail what he said to DeeDee, it was all pretty damn hot. (This is why I rued having to work the next day and not having time to blog this right away!) He fingered me - finding just that right spot inside. He knows how to work my g-spot really well and I was moaning and begging for orgasm in no time. “Please may I come, Sir!” I sometimes wish he would take over my g-spot like that more often - it’s amazing. He teased me into a frenzy. When he let me come, the orgasm and blindfold combination nearly made me feel like I had blacked out. All capacity to think was stopped and I came hard, very hard. And he kept me coming for what seemed like a very long time. When he had decided I had enough, I caught my breath and we could hear DeeDee on the other end of the phone. He had given her permission to come when I came, and we could still hear her coming. He tried to tell her to stop just then, but I don’t think she heard him right away. He repeated himself until he was heard, and it sounded like it was hard for her to stop. (I know that feeling!)

Next he had me get him really hard again. He asked DeeDee how she thought he should fuck me, and she suggested my getting on top and riding him. I got the Liberator Wedge and put it under his ass and got on top of his throbbing cock. It felt so good to have him deep inside me, and I think having DeeDee listen made it even hotter. I moaned, and cried out and told him how good it felt. When he let me come, again I came long and hard. I wondered to myself if he was trying to impress DeeDee with how hard and long he could make me come, but he didn’t realize that he had me come any longer than usual. After I had finished, I stayed on top of his cock, and he brought the phone to his ear to hear DeeDee coming hard on other end. I stroked his chest as he listened, knowing that he’d want me to make him feel good. He told her, “That’s it. Come. Come DeeDee.” I hope that his voice telling her that makes her come harder like it does me.

DeeDee is due to visit MasterDoc for the first time on Monday. I may get to meet her Monday night myself.

On With The Show

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Nadia

on July 5, 2009

in D/s, Uncategorized, bdsm, blow jobs, cunt, embarrassment, exhibitionism, masochism, masturbation, orgasm on command, sex, sex toys, shio, spanking, squirting and submissive

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Friday, MasterDoc and I did something we haven’t done in a long time - we did a show. I can’t really remember how long it’s been - months - and I don’t have the patience to sift through old blog entries to figure out exactly how long it’s been. Suffice it to say, a long time. Without telling me, because he doesn’t usually tell me, he posted an ad online that asks if people want to come learn about bdsm.

My sinuses were bothering me that morning, so my first reaction was negative. But after I woke up a bit more and had some time to adjust to the idea, I was keen on it.

MasterDoc spends a good amount of time sifting through the men who respond to his ad. (I have to ask him, has a woman ever responded?) After years of doing this with a variety of subs I’m sure he’s worked out well how to tell who is ok to come and who is not. He had a nice young Irishman come over. I have to say, it was easy to hang out with the guy, a little less easy to be slutty in front of him because he was so darned nice. But I managed to get properly into subspace. And he seemed to enjoy himself a great deal.

MasterDoc frequently starts with having me suck his cock (this after some chit chat and gathering info on what the guy is interested in seeing). It’s a good way to start, I can bury my face in his crotch and forget that there’s someone watching. I can get into the beginnings of subspace with the simple act of sucking his cock. It’s easy until he makes me turn and look directly at the guy. I always feel shy when I have to engage with the guy at all. He had me look at the guy, and MasterDoc took his cock and slapped it against my open mouth a few times. Very slutty. He knows how hard it is for me to make eye contact. But doing it even though it’s hard for me is part of my submission.

Next, he had me kneel in front of a chair and take my pants down. My pants and panties around my knees, I knelt and leaned over the chair. He demonstrated spanking me, and flogging me. He really went at it - but it turned me on. He had me set up some toys ahead of time, and my folly was putting out the small leather flogger - it really stings when he flings it from hip to hip. I swear, the skin on my hips is more sensitive than the skin that’s on my butt.

Not that I’m complaining, mind you. I enjoyed it a great deal. He commented on how my ass turns nicely red these days when he spanks me. He had me get on the chair (it’s a recliner) and show my pussy to our guest. It’s funny how I feel shy, and yet I do it without any real hesitation. I really am an exhibitionist. MasterDoc got a towel to put down in case I came. He had me play with some toys and I used the Fun Factory Bloomy I just got. I’m really fond of it already. It curves up into my g-spot and the outside bit rubs against my clit. At one point MasterDoc got me to take my hands away, and he commented on how slutty it looks with the toy sticking out of my cunt. He wants a picture of that. He gave me the Acuvibe Mini and I used it on my clit. I got really worked up, but then he started slapping the inside of my thighs. He asked me if I was ready to come, and I had to admit that I wasn’t quite there. “I’ve been hitting you to hard to come,” he commented, and that was precisely the issue. Some pain hurls me closer to orgasm, and some pain is just too much to eroticize - and the level of pain that is one or the other varies from day to day.

He had me get on the Liberator Escape on the floor. I used the Acuvibe Mini on myself and got really worked up. He made me look at the guy and show him how much I wanted to get fucked. I could tell the guy really took pleasure in watching me get myself worked up. MasterDoc asked a few times, “Do you want to get fucked?” And every time of course my answer was, “Yes, Sir, I want to get fucked.” I was so aroused that my begging for cock was very real at this point. I had myself on the edge of orgasm, and having someone watch really added to the hotness factor.

He had me put a pillow under my ass, and he got down on the floor mat to fuck me. The guy got up to get a better view of the fucking. I was lost in desire. MasterDoc made me beg for orgasm, and I really came hard when he let me. I squirted, and felt the hot liquid run down my ass onto the pillow. The guy hadn’t quite seen the squirting, but when I got up the pillow had a large wet spot on it. After, MasterDoc talked a little about the idea that men judge women based on what they look like during orgasm - i.e., that the different faces (and, I’d presume, noises) women make are attractive to different men. I had never thought about that before. I know myself, that watching a woman during orgasm can be an amazing experience. Men are fun to watch too, but their orgasms seem to be over much more quickly. A woman’s orgasm can go on for a while.

The guy seemed to thoroughly enjoy himself. And I enjoyed the fact that my sluttiness turns people on. With the money from the show, MasterDoc treated me to sushi that night.

Weekend

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Nadia

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.

“He gave them pain like balm, and they begged him for it”

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Nadia

on June 24, 2009

in D/s, bdsm, embarrassment, masochism, piss play, porn, sadism, sex, sex toys, spanking and submissive

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I’m reading a fantasy novel right now, suggested to me a while back by my friend Divasub. It’s called Kushiel’s Dart by Jacqueline Carey. I’ve just come across the bdsm themes in the book, and now understand why she recommended it to me.

“Alone among angels, Kushiel understood that the act of chastisement was an act of love; and the sinner in his charge too came to understand, and loved him for it. He gave them pain like balm, and they begged him for it, finding in it not redemption, but a love that transcended the divine.”

This flowery prose seemed lovely to me when I read it this morning. Last night MasterDoc was wonderfully dominating and it was so what I needed.

At the start of the evening, we went looking for porn online and found a librarian porn video. I can’t find the link to it now, unfortunately. (UPDATE: MasterDoc gave me the link.) It was very amateur - just one camera angle. But the “librarian” (I think her glasses were meant to identify her as a librarian) wore a collar and wrist and ankle cuffs. There was a definite bdsm overtone to the video. And while going down on the guy, she put her hands between his legs to massage his inner thighs - just like I do with MasterDoc! We laughed and wondered if perhaps someone was inspired by our hijinks.

We tried out my new ceramic vibe. Unfortunately it was not as wonderful as I had hoped. I will review it later. I grabbed the acuvibe mini when told to get another toy and I used that to bring myself just about to the edge of orgasm. MasterDoc then had me stop, bend over the liberator scoop, and he fucked me from behind. He’d spank me every so often. It felt great and I wished that he’d let me come like that. He stopped, and started spanking me with my new crop. When that didn’t seem to be as hard as he’d like, he started spanking me with his hands. It went from painful to incredibly hot. I was on the verge of orgasm (he had me play with my clit at the same time) when he started hitting harder. He told me to come, but the pain had just crossed the threshold from stimulating to painful, so it took me a few seconds to be able to come. But I did manage. I’m surprised I didn’t squirt.

We took a break, and then he had me get on top and ride him. My knees were worn out from exercising earlier in the day, but I managed to ride for a while. I got close to orgasm, and he helped me along by asking if I was ready to come, “Right now.” Often, even if I’m not quite to that point his asking me that will put me on the edge. He told me to come, and I came. While I was coming he said, “Come now cunt, and I’ll piss on you when you’re done.” I decided that I had better enjoy my orgasm while I could, and I came really hard. I hoped that he had been just threatening the pissing. And as we cuddled after I thought perhaps that was the case.

I went to get ready for bed, and when I came back from the bathroom, he was holding my collar. “Put this on,” he said, “And come with me.”

He led me back to the door of the bathroom. It was clear that he hadn’t forgotten or threatened idly when he said he was going to piss on me. He told me to get in the tub, on my knees, and if the tub was cold well that was just tough shit. I did as I was told, wincing at the idea of what he was going to do to me. He made me say I was ready, and made me say that I wanted him to piss on me. I clenched my eyes shut as I couldn’t bear to look. He started to piss on me, and with my eyes closed I could sorta block out what it was, and just enjoy the feeling of warm liquid running over me. I could ignore the faint odor of urine and pretend it wasn’t pee. He told me to hold my tits up. I didn’t react fast enough and he ordered me to do it again. I did as I was told and he pissed all over my tits. The piss ran down my body and I was fairly drenched in it by the time he was done. I tell you, he had to have been saving that up all evening. It seemed to go on a long time.

I was feeling humiliated and stunned afterwards. He told me I could rinse off and he was kind enough to get me a towel to dry off after. I carefully rinsed myself off and patted myself dry. I found that I really needed a hug after that. Humiliation play can be pretty intense, and while I like it I definitely need a hug and reassurance of some sort afterwards. I found that while piss play was every bit as humiliating as I would imagine, I didn’t freak out or fall apart from it. Of course, I don’t know that I would have been so composed if he had pissed in my mouth.

While in theory I don’t like piss play, I have been craving some serious domination lately, and this really fit the bill. I wouldn’t let anyone else piss on me. Only he has that power over me.

I slept soundly last night. And a few minutes after waking I remembered, “Oh jeez! He pissed on me last night!”

Review: Lover’s Riding Crop from Sextoy.com

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Nadia

on June 19, 2009

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I feel a little inundated with sex toys lately. I have four things on hand to review, and one more on the way. Not that I’m complaining, mind you. I do love me some sex toys. The latest toy I’ve gotten from sextoy.com is a riding crop. Over the past few months I’ve lost a couple of impact toys (one I’m sure will show up eventually, the other I fear was left accidentally at a club) so we’ve been short on things to hit me with. The first ever impact toy I played with and really liked was a riding crop so I was eager to have another.

The Lover’s Riding Crop is a really affordable impact toy - $14.04 at sextoy.com. It can be used gently, tapping on your lover’s behind, or it can be vicious and stingy if you swing it with just a little force. It’s red and black which of course are the most suitable colors for an evil, pain inflicting sex toy. It seems to be made well and looks like it will last a long time. MasterDoc was quite happy to use it on my ass. And tits. And pussy. And I was quite happy to receive it. Depending on how hard you swing it, it can be intense or not so intense. It’s easier to control than, say, a flogger, which makes it a good first impact toy. And it can be oh so very stingy. Make no mistake, this bugger can hurt. I definitely recommend that all bdsm-inclined people have a riding crop.

Not Another Play-by-Play

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Nadia

on June 11, 2009

in D/s, Uncategorized, bdsm, blog, blow jobs, dom, emotions, masochism, musings, orgasm denial, sex, spanking and submissive

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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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Nadia

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.

Sunday Afternoon

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Nadia

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.