Showing posts with label Bondage. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bondage. Show all posts

Saturday, September 27, 2014

Saturday Eye Candy!

To celebrate Saturdays and that we all need a diversion or two, here are a few of my a favorite Eye Candy today from my tumblr site! http://sexualdestinies.tumblr.com/

It's been a busy week that went by too fast! Not complaining but apologizing for the lack of posts this week! This is my last weekend of work and my life will come back into balance again with weekends off starting next weekend. It's been 7 days a week since April! I plan on writing more and finally working on the book I started almost 1 1/2 years ago. Sad that it has sat there this long. But sometimes things need to settle in our lives and heart for the story to mature. Another thing I've been working on is a collection of my posts here broken into different categories to make you wet and hard. ;) I'm looking forward to the time to work on these projects.

I'm in need to see my sub again. My hunger is building to touch, tease and arouse his beauty and lust. My appetite for him can be voracious at times. The images today reveal what is growing inside me. Very itchy hands!!!!

3 Things: 
Punishment


Bondage


Passion

Sunday, August 24, 2014

Your Tears Make Me Wet.



I hear it.  That crackling sound mixed in with your staggered breathing. It's the sound of the porcelain around your heart weakening ... hairline cracks growing, then giving way to the pressure building inside your emotions. In the depth of your soul pain starts to pierce through the tenderness of your heart; the heart you've protected behind that adorned casing. Fear of what is coming to the surface makes your temperature rise, heat starts flooding over your skin. Sweat now beading down the crevice of your chest, around the back of your neck, along your hairline; your tongue feeling thick, mouth dry. Your nipples tender from the pulling of the clamps. Your ass red with small welts rising from the dance of my switch upon it. Nerve endings heighten, your mind waiting, lost, surroundings faded... your ears straining to hear my breathing.

How beautiful you look to me at this moment. Undone, poured out, unraveled. I move in front of you. Your head hanging down.  I undo the blindfold and find it wet with sweat and your tears. I bend down to you and whisper in your ear, "You wanted this. You begged me for this. Don't waste it. Let go and give me everything."

The porcelain gives way and hidden, unexplained pain breaks free and rides waves of tears and broken breaths. I pull you close; your head pressed against my breasts and keep whispering in your ear, "You wanted this...."

You nod your head in agreement and the tears continue to flow. You feel my touch and hear my voice...it slowly centers you once again.

Through your pain and full surrender my desire has grown. The rawness of your soul heats my own flesh. Your tears make me wet.



Saturday, July 26, 2014

Saturday Eye Candy!

To celebrate Saturdays and that we all need a diversion or two, here are a few of my a favorite Eye Candy today from my tumblr site! http://sexualdestinies.tumblr.com/


Today is not about the Eye Candy of their Body, but the Eye Candy of their Soul.   I love when you prove to me over and over again what a pretty little slut you are. Do it again!


Show me who you are ... again.


And again.....


And again.

Saturday, February 22, 2014

Saturday Eye Candy!

To celebrate Saturdays and that we all need a diversion or two, here are a few of my a favorite Eye Candy today from my tumblr site! http://sexualdestinies.tumblr.com/

Been a busy day and almost forgot to post this! It's still Saturday here on the West Coast!


A lovely specimen I'd want washed up on my shore. 


That expression that tells me I'm having the desired effect on you. 


Beautiful.  Preparing him for both of our pleasures. 


Saturday, July 27, 2013

Saturday Eye Candy!

To celebrate Saturdays and that we all need a diversion or two, here are a few of my a favorite Eye Candy today from my tumblr site! http://sexualdestinies.tumblr.com/

Feeling much better than I was last weekend! Just hit a wall....but feeling life return along with a hungry appetite!  See my post on Thursday. :)  I'm back!  Still need some bondage and ass play, but NB will be here soon and until then I have my favorites, (RT & Mr Snow) to keep me company. Life is good.

God... But he looks so delightful!

Look what I found tangled in my net... ;)   I'm keeping him!

Beauty....

One of my lovely subs accused me of objectifying him .... He's right!

He loves it, by the way.  They all do.  ;)

Saturday, July 20, 2013

Saturday Eye Candy!

To celebrate Saturdays and that we all need a diversion or two, here are a few of my a favorite Eye Candy today from my tumblr site! http://sexualdestinies.tumblr.com/

Is this revealing my frustration at the moment?  ;)


A sight that always brings a smile to my face....


Yes... A tell tale sign of where I'm at for the moment!

Thursday, July 4, 2013

Eyes wide, Cock hard, Soul surrendered.

Mr Snow... What a beautiful outline you make......

The chime from my phone alerting me to an incoming text woke me before my alarm. "Morning! Can I come around 9 am instead? My cock is aching to see you!" Mr Snow.

It was 7:15 am and I could barely open my eyes to read the text.  I had been up from 2:30 am - 5:30 am on the phone with NB knowing I had Mr Snow coming by at 10 am and I would be paying for the lack of sleep! "Oh god." I mumbled half awake, looking at the time and knowing there was no way I would be ready for him by 9:00!  I'm a slow mover in the morning.  "Just waking up!" I texted back.

We compromised for 9:30. "Prepare yourself, I'm going to fuck you hard and enjoy that beautiful pussy thoroughly." He ended his last text. He had no idea what I had in mind for him this morning! I only now had to shake myself awake, get in the shower and hopefully have the energy to follow through on my plans.

By 9:15 I was miraculously dressed in my black lace top thigh highs and black corset that zips up the front. (The zipper makes it so much easier to get in and out of and the fit is nice and tight, of course.) I prepped the living room for my plans; ropes and oil hidden on the kitchen counter out of sight.  9:30 and his knock came on my door...right on time.

I seem to have this pattern, that when too much time goes by between my visits with NB, my 'dom' traits get very frustrated and need immediate attention!  This morning I needed to be in control with Mr. Snow. Good thing for him I leave next week to visit NB for 4 days!  I already have plenty of naughty dommie plans rolling around in my head for when I see him.. :)

Mr Snow's eyes widen in pleasure as he gazed upon me.  "I like this." His smile stretched from ear to ear and I could see his cock hardening beneath his cut off jeans. He reached toward me to feel my breasts over the fabric and started to reach for the zipper, but I put my hand over his.  "This stays on...for now. But these..."  my right hand moving over his hard cock outlined through his jeans, "Come off."  He smiled more and his clothes found their home once again on my hallway floor.

I let him stand there for a few moments, naked and exposed in my sight.  I ran my hands up along his chest, down his back, along his firm ass and ended on his rigid cock. He was silent but his body spoke of his pleasure at being examined. I couldn't resist and bent down and lightly licked along the shaft to the tip of it's head making him shiver and groan.  I already could taste the essence of precum starting to leak out of his slit.

I had pushed back my coffee table away from the couch making room for me as I led him to sit on the blanket I had draped along it's fabric.  He leaned back against the couch, still silent, somehow knowing to continue to follow my lead.  "Good boy," I thought to myself.  I went to the kitchen and first reached for the white rope I had set aside for his hands.  Also the lavender oil I love so much.

"I'm going to tie your hands together, just continue to follow me."  "Yes"... was his only response, smiling.  After securing his hands and having him place them above his head, resting on the back of the couch, I reached for the oil.  This was all new to him.  He had never been treated as an object of sexual affection and celebration of who he was as a man.  Most men have not.  They are the conquers, hunters, reveling in their conquest.  But this morning Mr Snow was my captive one. And he was liking it.

I softly spoke to him of the beauty of his form as I smoothed the warm scent over his body. Running my hands along the inside of his thighs, just lightly brushing along his ball sack and up along his shaft that was standing at full attention.  Hands continued to run up his sides, chest until he was lost in the warmth of my touch. I then got up and reached for the red para chord I had used on him once before. His smile widen more and his cock twitched. "Yes, I like that chord." He announced.

He closed his eyes as I wrapped the chord around his ball sack and then the base of his shaft....tightening as I went but making sure it wasn't too tight.  I wanted him to come later.  But for now...I wanted him to feel the intensity of his erection.  With his eyes still closed, he felt the warmth of my mouth wrap around his hardness.  His cock stiffened even more to my amazement. The skin on his shaft stretched so tight. Precum doing it's best to escape out of it's hidden place. "Don't you cum." I ordered. "You'll cum when I say so."  He nodded his head as I felt his thighs and ass tighten.

I took more oil and slicked it over his tender stretched head, making him moan deep to his core. I then moved up on the couch and straddled him, lowering myself upon his cock.  A slow, pleasure/pain "fuuuuccckkk" tumbled from his open mouth. "Shhhh...don't cum."  I reminded him. His eyes opened as I unzipped the first few inches of my corset, setting my breasts free. He moved toward them as I eased the left into his hungry mouth. His hands still obediently above his head. "Good boy." I thought to myself again.

I started to move my hips up and down along his shaft whispering "Don't cum." His frustration and desire vibrated over my nipples as he sucked, groaned and moaned through his battle to obey.


Saturday, June 8, 2013

Saturday Eye Candy!


To celebrate Saturdays and that we all need a diversion or two, here are a few of my a favorite Eye Candy today from my tumblr site! http://sexualdestinies.tumblr.com/


I love it when they struggle!!!! So Hot!


Beauty and Art


Muscles and  ink....And his hand on himself... yes!


And again..More of the same that makes me so wet!

Thursday, April 25, 2013

Hungry for Your Submission and Surrender.

Woke up with aggression still pumping through my veins.  Saw this pic this morning on my Tumblr dashboard.  Yes... need this!!!!

Remember...You said yes.


Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Sometimes I just Need to Hurt You!

And I mean physically, psychologically and emotionally. Being in a long distance relationship can have its dark moments.

I love NB and I hate how his work can consume him.  He works hard and I appreciate that and I do have the freedom to find others to fill some of my time while he is away.  But it's not the same as when he is with me to share in whatever I wish to share with him in person. We text, email and talk on the phone while he is gone, but if the time between our visits is too great I feel this overwhelming desire to tie him down and take all my frustrations out on him.  I want to lash out at him for having my heart so completely!  Make him suffer as I suffer when it's been too long since I've felt his skin against mine.  Too long since I felt his deep, passionate kiss, the silky touch of his hands and fingers. The crazed look and overwhelming desire for me that comes over him as I share some details of my latest adventure.  Waking up in the middle of the night with his arms around me and cock buried inside me.  We are addicted to each other.  And so deeply connected that he can feel when I'm at that dark edge without me saying a word.

His text tonight: "I need to come up sooner than expected."  I wanted to reach through the phone and wring his cuckold neck!  My response:  "Yes! Like yesterday!"  Confirming to him that I'm pacing the floor and needing to do him harm.  Which I still may do when he finally gets his lovely ass up here!  I do love how willingly he surrenders.  We will both be satisfied and extremely happy once he arrives!


I want this room and this bed!  Yes, I need this now!

Saturday, April 20, 2013

Saturday Eye Candy!


To celebrate Saturdays and that we all need a diversion or two, here are a few of my a favorite Eye Candy today from my tumblr site! http://sexualdestinies.tumblr.com/

Because bondage is beautiful!

 Such a mixture of emotions, lust and desire......More and more of this!

One for each day of the week!!!!!

Saturday, February 9, 2013

Saturday Eye Candy!

To celebrate Saturdays and that some Saturdays I have way too much time on my hands, here are a few of my a favorite Eye Candy today from my tumblr site! http://sexualdestinies.tumblr.com/

Today's pics make me very happy!   ;)

Yes Baby, all you can wear today are your boots.  You and the boys have fun!

I love a man who smiles with contentment at bondage!

Chains!  Hot Wax!  Hot Male Frame!  I'm in!

Friday, January 11, 2013

No: Licking, Sucking, Kissing or Touching!


Zander waits in the room for me as instructed. Kneeling, back straight, head down, hands by his side...naked.  He's a tortured man.  Not one I would agree to spend time with.  But he's so beautiful and the torment that lies in his soul beckons to my own.  I try not to, but find myself answering every time his need calls out for me. We have a rule, his rule really because he belongs to another who refuses to meet his hunger. The rule is he is my object to use as I wish, to touch and tease and play as I wish, but he is not to lick, suck, kiss or touch me in anyway.  In his mind it somehow justifies him spending time with me to meet his driving hunger and in return his body belongs to me for that suspension of time to exercise and meet what ever hunger is lingering in my soul at the moment.

Tonight as I gaze at him through the two way mirror that separates my office and the play room I unconsciously run my hands over the sheer knit top that clings and runs the length of my torso, gently grazing across my nipples. The texture makes them stand erect as I feel the electricity run down my frame straight into the core of my clit.  I can feel the wetness start to pool in the slender crotch of my g-string and I reach down to calm my heat. 

I step away from the mirror and walked toward the door.  I can see a shiver run down his spine as I open the door and walk toward him.  His body reacts to each sound of my heels clicking across the hardwood floor.  I stand behind him and run a finger down his spine following the shiver and then lean my body against him and whisper in his ear, "Hello pet."

"Good evening Mistress." He softly replies, head still bowed down, body remaining in form. 

I run my hands between his legs and feel his balls start to respond to my warm touch. I move around him, standing very close to him where he can smell my excitement as it rises to meet his nostrils.  I love to press my body against him, press his face against my breasts and feel his body twitch as he fights the natural urge to reach out for me, touch me, slide his fingers into me where it is warm and inviting.  I love to see him fight against his own soul and need. 

I bind his balls, cock and frame in rope. I twist and pull and attach clamps to his sensitive nipples, and run my gloved fingers around his hole and invade his most intimate region.  His body shakes from the struggle to remain as still as possible and with the tiniest of his movement I strike his hands and remind him of his own rule. My excitement builds but I know that my hunger will be satisfied for my partner is watching from behind the two way mirror, building his own excitement that he will share with me once Zander has had his fill. This motivates me to take Zander to his limit.  Over and over I bring him to the edge, his beautiful cock dripping with pre-cum. 

With the rope that is attached to his cock I lead him to stand to his feet and walk him over to the bed and lie him on his back.  I tie his calves and thighs together and have him spread his legs wide for me as I slip one finger into his hole and grab his cock with my other hand.  

"Be a good boy and cum for me now, pet." I command softly.

"Yes Mistress." He moans and it only takes a few strokes and pressing against his prostate for him to explode all over his stomach and chest.  Nice thick streams of warm cum. 

I untie his legs and torso as my partner then enters the room with a warm wash cloth and towel and hands it to Zander.  My partner then reaches around my body and slips two of his fingers inside me drawing out my own moaning while devouring me with a deep and passionate kiss.  I reach for his cock and full balls and silently thank Zander for his torment.

Friday, December 28, 2012

The Erotic Wonder of a Submissive Man.

The holidays are behind us, well at least Christmas, with New Years only days away with a fresh start awaiting us all.  Those of us in the USA wait to see if congress let's our nation fall off the 'fiscal cliff' ...our economic future hanging in the balance...but that's another topic.  I'm hoping 2013 is economically better than 2012 was for me and for all!

To create a delicious diversion, I'll move to a far more enjoyable topic...submissive men!  Yes, NB was here over the holidays.  We had 4 days and 3 nights together. It was hit and miss during the day with family obligations, but our 3 evenings were spent together and I had plans for us. The only disappointment was not having the time to create the right atmosphere for NB's first pegging experience! Looking back I think he sabotage those last two nights together on purpose trying to avoid the upcoming event. We have a habit of waking up in the middle of the night, fondling each other and engaging in lustful, erotic love making until we fall a sleep exhausted again. So on Friday & Saturday night after going out for dinner and a few drinks, both nights he fell a sleep on me! I did laughingly accuse him of subconsciously avoiding the pegging that would soon happen no matter how many diversions he throws my way. I'm now on to him!  ;)

But Thursday night!  Awwww... Thursday night it was a wonderful D/s night for us, one I'll willing share with you.

As I mentioned earlier in this blog, I was a bit frustrated with NB.  He loves his work and can get lost in it forgetting anything else exists in the world, including me.  He loses track of days and only focuses on the tasks in front of him. Because I know it's not intentional and only part of his makeup I give him a pass.  But it also gives me, at times, a great platform to inflict some pain and take him to a place I know he needs to go.

NB is a big man.  6'3" with a large frame.  When he enters a room, people take notice because of his commanding presence.  I'm 5'4", small boned and can get lost in his embrace.  (Which I love by the way.) So when this beautiful man undresses before me, lies on the bed and surrenders to bondage...I'm in heaven.

While on his back, I bound his wrists together in rope, and had him lift and spread his legs wide as I proceeded to tie his cocks and balls.  I took my time tying up his balls.  They're large and I gathered them gently to not pinch any part unnecessarily while wrapping the chord around them.  I talked to him as I went along asking how he felt as I wrapped his balls tighter then brought the chord up between his balls separating the two lovely toys before me. With each wrap, his voice became softer, and more compliant.  His body fought between any discomfort and the peaceful surrender that was slowly taking over his mind. After securing his balls, I wrapped his cock and finished the chord in a square knot.  Pretty, all displayed and vulnerable before me.  I played with his balls a little, lightly touching and licking them as my fingers ran along his shaft.

I reached up and tweaked both his nipples, that are oh so sensitive and reached over for my small flogger lying off to the side of the bed. I had him raise his bound wrists above his head and ran the flogger over each nipple then down his stomach, dragging the suede tails down to his waiting cock.

I believe that success in bringing a man into full submission is in knowing him very well.  What triggers him; how to read his body language and even his verbal cues.  NB grows very quite and still, at first at least.  :)  As he pushes his dominate side away to be overtaken by what he truly desires.  Full surrender.  And then there is knowing how to push him further through my own verbiage. Telling him how naughty he has been to go days without contact.  How his forgetfulness makes me suffer and he knows better than to make me suffer.  (Let me say this: In this setting where I know he'll listen, I can say all these things without him becoming defensive. He knows I'm taunting him, yet being truthful and it gives him the opportunity to hang his head in shame over the neglect without having to defend his manhood. It's a dynamic of D/s that serves us both well!)

To increase his submission, after teasing, tweaking, pulling on his nipples, cock and balls while intermittently switching all with my flogger, I have him stand and bend over the bed with his legs spread and ass high in the air.  Now the fun really begins.  And I know he's ready to go a step further.  While leaning on his bound wrists and positioned for me, I start to rub both his cheeks to make my intention and target well known.  I slap them a few times with my hand, reach done and rub his dangling balls and then bring my flogger into play. A few strikes against each cheek, he flinches and steadies himself for the next one. I continue to bring my flogger down upon each cheek, rubbing them and biting them between each strike. Then I move the flogger to his balls, knowing he is ready to handle the sting.

First swipe against his balls brings the first yelp from his mouth.  Lovely!  More swipes, more yelps as I move from cheeks to balls, back and forth with my flogger until his legs begins to shake. I slow down between strikes as he repents and swears not to be neglectful in the future. (I know he will be neglectful, but it's still nice to hear at that moment.)

When I know he's had enough, I have him turn and stand before me. What a delicious sight! This overwhelming presence of a man, trembling and hardly able to stand before me.  Legs trembling, head hanging down, and yet surrounded by a peaceful presence.  My god, but submissive men are so beautiful!!!!!  I'll never get over their surrender.  They almost become childlike. There's an innocence and beauty that touches me deeply.  It's a part of them they rarely are able to experience and expose to another.  It's to me a gift that I treasure.  For NB is all about becoming 'little'.  It becomes almost a burden to him to be seen as an overwhelming presence of a man.  It serves him well in business and life, but there is that need that I believe many powerful men have of just letting down and becoming 'little', vulnerable and putting their full trust in the hands of another.

I have him sit on the edge of the bed and start to unwrap his wrists. Marks are left by the rope that have dug into his skin. I admonish him for not telling me that they were too tight.  He smiles and says he enjoyed the pain. I gently rub the rope marks, kiss his wrists then move to unwrap his tender cock and balls. He says he can still feel the chord after I have removed it and smiles again. (Masochists!)

Then the tender loving aftercare begins. I lie him down on his back and start to crawl up his body and nuzzle mine against his.  He moves his rope marked hands over my body and his fingers find their way inside my wet sex.  We both enjoy the passion as he devours me in his need to serve me and be restored as my lover. Slowly he transforms in his strength and we eventually fall asleep, equals once again.

Nice CBT image