Sunday, October 28, 2012

Leaving You Wasted!

You please me with your willingness to be vulnerable and open in my sight.  I watch you closely as you slide the lubed vibrator up your canal, your eyes close for a slight second as it eases its way inside.  You adjust your position in the chair making sure the vibrator is securely in place. Then you look at me, waiting for my instruction.

"Turn it on pet."  My voice is warm, soothing, encouraging.  My eyes, steady on your movements. My mouth beginning to water as I hold back my desire to take your growing cock in my mouth and forget about your performance.

"Yes Mistress."  You quickly respond.

I can barely hear the motor, but know what vibrations it's sending through your sensitive canal. Your lubed hand starts to run along your shaft, caressing its head, then back again.  Massaging your balls and finding the rhythm that will compliment the vibrations.  You start out looking at me, your eyes roaming over me, remembering my touch, longing for that touch. Your momentum increases and builds.  Your cock stretching to its full length.

I see the look on your face, how your color now is changing; it has become flush and beads of sweat develop along your chest and between your legs.  I hear the increase of your breathing, your sounds...your your eyes look toward me, yet through me...seeing into my soul as my spirit reaches out to you and grabs your heart as you cum for me. Your seed explodes all over your hand and chest and drips along your stomach. You lean back against the chair, out of breath, your cock softening now in your hand.  But the plug is still vibrating in your canal. 

I walk over... It only takes me a few steps because I was really just a breath away from you.  I start to kiss your eye lids, your cheeks, moving down to your lips that are dry and I moisten them with my own. With one hand I smear your delicious seed over your tender cock and balls...with my other hand I lay it against the plug still vibrating in your ass...holding it in place and whisper in your ear, "You're so good to me, pet...Let's do that again."

Saturday, October 27, 2012

Saturday Eye Candy!

To celebrate Saturdays and that some Saturdays I have way too much time on my hands, here is a favorite Eye Candy today from my tumblr site!

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It's October. It's cold in the NW, grey skies and very dreary today.  So I'm off to the gym to get some endorphins flowing and work off some sexual frustrations.  I picked this image for today because it looks like he's having the same kind of day...but his lovely cock does make me smile.  ;)

Saturday, October 20, 2012

Saturday Eye Candy

To celebrate Saturdays and that some Saturdays I have way too much time on my hands, here is a favorite Eye Candy today from my tumblr site!

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This is how I think of you when we are apart.  You call when you can't sleep.  As we talk, I can hear your voice changing and I know what you are doing.  You say it's just hearing my voice that starts the building of your excitement.  Connecting your orgasm to me and all the memories and fantasies we build together.  If you can't have me there by your side, at least you can have my voice soothing in your ear, transporting you here with me, if only for a moment.

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Raw Tears and Breaking Points

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Dearest pet.  Sometimes I want to stare at you; ready for me; surrendered to me; waiting and wondering what is going through my mind.  I walk around you as you're bound, lightly running my hands over your skin, listening to the gentle sounds you make with each stroke. I run my fingers through your hair and down along the shape of your face.  I place my mouth close to your ear, breathing softly and feeling the shivers running over your frame. "I want ALL of you."  I whisper in your ear.  You softly respond, "Yes Mistress."

I stroke your bare exposed ass and slip my fingers along your crease, moving down to your balls and cock that will soon feel the sting of my crop and flogger. My touch builds with intensity as I remember all you have shared of pent up emotions, buried struggles and the bare human ability to deal with harsh realities that you've had to deny in order to serve and protect those you've been given charge over.  Realities that haunt and fill your dreams. Numbness has brought you to the place of feeling mechanical. A machine, instead of flesh and blood.

"Would you like me to cry for you, Mistress?" You had asked in one of your vulnerable moments. "I never have and I really would like to be that vulnerable and openly raw and cry for you...I need to cry for you. Would you coax that out of me?  I know it's there...somewhere."

You have no idea how that broke me inside. The trembling truth and craving need I heard in your words. So I stare at you knowing what is coming.  Knowing I will bring you to that breaking point that will finally release the pain and anguish over the last few years.  Raw tears that will bring healing to your soul and allow you to feel again.  Breathe again.  Sleep again.

I put aside my own tears for you to find yours.

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Saturday, October 13, 2012

Saturday Eye Candy!

To celebrate Saturdays and that some Saturdays I have way too much time on my hands, here is a favorite Eye Candy today from my tumblr site!

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Had a hard time determining what pic to use for today. Had three I was going back and forth on.  This one finally won because of the tight ass and ink on his arm.  Such a weakness for good placed ink and a tight ass!!!  And I'm drawn to men with dark features.  The Italian in me I suppose.  But his eyes say so much.  Full of questions and waiting to tell his story.  "Just continue to lay there pet.  You'll be telling me all when I am through."

Thursday, October 11, 2012

Vanilla Pets and 50 Shades

Since NB has come back into my life I've had to re-evaluate some of my pets and see who will fit with our cuckold dynamic and who needs go their own way.  One of my pets that I haven't talked much about is Cub.  Cub is an adorable young man (hence the name Cub) that I met about 5 months ago and have had a few intimate lovely times with over those five months.  As adorable as Cub is, he's very vanilla.  The most Taboo thing he has ever done is to be with an older woman - me. He prefers older women and there were a few before me, but he had no idea what he was walking into that first time we met for coffee and his lovely cock was telling him already he needed me.

After many months of talking, I finally agreed to come to his place and it was very exciting.  He was filled with anxiousness, anticipation and a bit intimidated that this woman who was coming over knew what she wanted and how to go about getting it.  He had always been the one in the lead and I intrigued every little horny part in this young man.  After his nerves calmed down with his first orgasm...he settled into the role of a gracious lover and all was well by the time I left.

The second time we met I tried to introduce him into some very light bondage.  Now I love bondage, and wrapping rope around a very athletic, manly frame.  All along I had been talking with him, slowly easing him into more alternative ways of looking at sexual intimacy and his curiosity was there.  I went slowly to not set off his fight or flight mode and overload his vanilla cortex.  I was willing to put in some time to bring him along, hoping he would eventually find those triggers that make BDSM real, authentic and so satisfying!  Well although he looked wonderful in the body harness I had him wrapped in...I could tell it was doing nothing for him, which in turn does absolutely nothing for me!!!!  Ugggggg!!!!   I left that time already mentally crossing him off my 'pet' list feeling that it just was not in his wiring to step beyond his comfort level.

Then NB came back into my life and suggested I needed to give Cub one more chance and see how he would respond to the cuckold dynamic.  Ha!  I laughed!  "He'd run to the hills!"  But that same day Cub sends me a text...horny, hungry and wanting.  Hmmmmm.....

So last night I grabbed some paracord, massage oil, apricot lube and a butt plug just in case this cub was feeling adventurous and off I went to his place.  Now we had been discussing all day about anal play, which he had no experience in.  Another disappointment to me and my lovely strap-on!  But if I could relax him enough I wanted to be prepared with the plug.  ;)  Also I was going to tell him about NB and how things were going to be now and gage his reaction for possible future play.

The evening was all about getting him into a very submissive state, which didn't take long. I love having him strip before me while I'm still dressed, then walk around him and examine how well he has been treating himself.  After some bites and strong slaps on those round hard ass cheeks he has, and running my hands along his sides, down his chest and inner thighs I led him, cock in my hand, to his bed.   After binding his cock and balls with my paracord, oiling up his young frame and much torturous teasing and edging and finally bringing him to a place of climax it was time to talk about what laid ahead.

This is where 50 Shades of Grey comes in!  A great opening into the direction I wanted to lead him.  I asked him if he had heard of it.  Yes he had, but not read it.  I told him my take on it and how ridiculous of a book it was.  He said he wasn't surprised I felt that way, since he knew I was in the lifestyle but every other girl he knew swooned over it!  Ha! They all want to be bedded by Christian Grey!  My god... wait until the movie comes out!  What a mess! was a great lead for me to explain to him more of my life and introduce the topic of NB, me and cuckolds.  I wish you could have seen his eyes and the expressions on his face.  I know his head was swimming as I lightly explained how the cuckold dynamic works for us. NB is faithful to me whereas I can have whomever I want, when I want. etc......  He smiled at that and I could see he was pondering how this could really be.

Well....after more discussion and leaving Cub with much to think about, I know it's just not in him to flow in the direction my life is taking now. Will I see him again?  I know I can, but I have no desire to.  It ran it's course.  Vanilla and kink can't walk together for very long unless one moves toward the other.  And for me vanilla was never and will never fill the need inside this Domme.

On the bright side my other pet who has been overseas (he was one of the Saturday Eye Candy shots! 8-25-12), will be home next month!  He knows about NB and is excited for the three of us to get together!  Oh he makes my heart beat so fast!  He is crazy, kinky, open and completely surrendered and willing to fill whatever place I have in my life for him. Pure music to this Domme's ears!

I leave you with this image below that reminds me of Cub's surrender last night.  He was delightful and maybe someday will come over to this side since he's had that first taste!

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Saturday, October 6, 2012

Saturday Eye Candy!

To celebrate Saturdays and that some Saturdays I have way too much time on my hands, here is a favorite Eye Candy today from my tumblr site!

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I must admit I've been keeping this one to myself for awhile even though it was posted last month on my tumblr. It's the combination of him being focused on his work seemingly oblivious to the incredible, erotic view he is offering.  A perfect, symmetrical frame, his coloring and the lovely stream of dark hair connecting the patch of hair covering his pectorals moving along the curve of his skin to the patch enhancing the contrast of his gorgeous cock.

This pet I would keep very busy, naked and working on multiple projects around the house as I gazed in awe and delight.

Friday, October 5, 2012

Squirting in Vegas!

It was a 4 hour flight and I was tired from getting up so early and not sleeping much the night before. NB was at a trade show at the convention center across the street from our hotel. I texted him that I had arrived in our room and was going to freshen up. He texted back that he'd be there in 10 min. I had many different scenes playing in my head on how our first meeting after so many months apart would be, but me just stepping out of the shower and reaching for a towel was not what I had in mind when I heard him enter the room with a warm and excited greeting.  He walked past the bathroom and settled in the chair next to the desk and his lap top. I took a deep breath and collected as much of my Domme demeanor as I could. Not wanting to just rush into his arms, I wrapped the towel loosely around my body and still wet, walked into the main room.

"That was fast.", was my greeting.  Smiling, I calmly walked toward him, heart beating rapidly as I gazed upon this man, dressed smartly in a blue suit, white, crisp shirt and yellow gold tie. Fighting the urge to make him stand and strip right there before me, I leaned over, barely covering the lush breasts that I know he dreams of and kissed his smiling lips.

He'd only left the convention center to take me to lunch.  Lunch was set aside for the next 45 minutes as his clothes found the floor and our bodies reclaimed their long lost territories. It was a wonderful 3 1/2 days of remembering what had drawn us together before and we found the passion and chemistry as if it had been waiting for us to return.

Our last night in Vegas, NB planned a special treat.  Dinner at the Eiffel Tower Restaurant at the Paris Hotel and after dinner, tickets (3rd row seats!) for The Jersey Boys show!  I felt loved, adored, pampered and above all relaxed.

What does all of this have to do with Squirting in Vegas?  Everything!  I'm normally not a squirter. And the only man who had been able to get me to achieve that in the past had been NB.  That last night as he held me, kissed me and began to run his velvet smooth hands over my body, we seemed to find that place where we had left so long ago.  That familiar place where two lovers know each other's bodies so well.  Every crevice, flaw, crease and wrinkle and could never get enough. You know that place where you no longer have to show what you like, but they know and now have built on that knowledge. 

That's how I felt that last night.  Lost in his velvet touch.  Feeling that nothing else in the world mattered to him but pleasing me in the most passionate and erotic ways. Hearing him tell me how he loves the feeling of the soft folds inside my cunt and how I slowly open to him with excitement and hunger for more. Suckling my breasts as his fingers explore my sex knowing how the circuit between the two are so connected and feed off each other. Building my arousal and making me get lost in the present reality and floating to a place that all that mattered was climbing that beautiful mountain of orgasm that was waiting at its top.

Then I felt it! That first splash hitting my stomach. Then my thighs, soaking all around my ass and him softly saying..."Yes, yes, yes......" I felt like I was laying in a child's wadding pool with my release and his satisfaction all around me.

Yes. It was a good 3 1/2 days of finding each other again, sharing, remembering and lightly talking of future plans. We are in no rush.  A cuckold relationship must have a strong foundation to sustain its dynamic.  It's worth building.  The communication, honesty, trust and yes integrity must be found there.  I know for many its a lifestyle they can't wrapped their minds around and some harshly judge. And there are, as in any lifestyle, those that treat it badly.  But for NB and I it works because its only part of the dynamic of who we are together.

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