Sweet Red Wine

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Canadian Mist, Eggnog, Ginger Ale and You.

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The smooth taste of his holiday concoction was still lingering on my tongue. Canadian Mist, Eggnog and Ginger Ale...surprisingly good and went down far to well. I could feel the warmth soothing me inside. It was cold and windy outside, but we had built a fire in the fireplace and mellow music played in the background. Low lights, candles, the evening was just right for seduction. I took another sip savoring the delicious taste as it past my lips. I held the glass with both hands, pressing it against my chest and closed my eyes.

"It's good. Really good."

I heard him get up from the couch and walk up behind me. I almost lost my balance as he pressed his thighs against mine. My knees buckled for a moment but he caught me with his hands over my hips and pulled me into him. He nuzzled his mouth into my neck then began kissing up to my ear and whispered, "How good?"

I started to answer when his left hand slipped down and covered my crotch. "Not as good as you." I whispered back.

My right hand slipped behind me and found the bulge of his cock through his pants. However strong he had poured that drink, my mind was drifting in slow motion. All I seemed to want to do was concentrate on his touch and what my hand was fondling. Both of our hands made their way to touch skin. He was hard and slick and I was on my way to soaking through my panties.

"Let's go to bed." He whispered again in my ear.

That brought me back from my haze. I was not about to go into the bedroom as of yet. The living-room was perfect for drawing out the build up between us. I wanted him hotter, lost in lust and forgetting his name.

"No." I turned around, his hand sliding out of my pants. "I want to play here first. Go to the couch."

He laid down on his back as I finished off my drink. I straddled his legs and could feel the warmth of the whiskey rise again. With the fire crackling in the background and soft sultry music filling the air, my nerve endings throughout my body were heighten and I wanted to take my time touching him, undressing him...getting him lost in me. Both my hands moved over the fabric of his pants along the outline of his hard cock. His eyes were steady on me and there was a rhythm between us in our movements. He was tracking right along with me. His eyes locked on mine and his body moved slowly under my touch. The world faded away as I sensed this union of body, soul and spirit between us. I wanted to swallow up every delicious moment.

"Fuck..." He sighed. His head falling back against the arm rest of the couch, eyes closing. I pushed his shirt up to reveal his stomach and that trail that led to my paradise. My fingers lightly traced the muscles outlined before me, my arms moved across his bulge not losing contact. His flesh was warm and welcoming. Bending forward my lips met his skin and kissed every line and curve. I could feel the pulsing of his buried cock beneath me.

The rhythm between us continued. I moved back down to retrace his imprisoned cock and proceeded to unzip to set him free. Slowly the zipper moved down, my left hand covered the shaft that was now appearing. I held my hand over it and paused. I watched his face tighten as he tried to will me to set him free. His shaft was warm and hard beneath the silky flesh. I licked my lips and moved my mouth up his cock until the head was free and pressing against my lips.

"Open your eyes."

He lifted his head and again locked his eyes on mine. The head of his cock was covered in pre-cum, glistening. My hands moved to his hips and instinctively he raised his body for me to easily lower his pants, removing them completely. I watched as his cock pulsed up and down. The beauty of his hunger always increasing my own. I removed my sweater over my head and moved again up his thighs, my skin brushing against his. His balls fit nicely in my one hand and I pull them down. His cock bounced up toward me with each tug. My fingers collected pre-cum from his shaft and smeared it along his awakening anus. I continued to work his balls in my one hand as the middle finger from my other worked easily inside him. He was so open, so surrendered, so giving to me. Moments passed as I watched sensual pleasure wash over him. I moved up his frame until he felt my breasts surround his shaft and his hips moved trying to burrow in deeper among them.

I lingered there. No words between us. Only the sound of the fire and music filling the room. I felt suspended as our eyes spoke what our bodies desire. My right hand reached and touched his left cheek. The scruff on his face creating an arousing friction against my palm. My fingers moved up and wrapped themselves in the midst of his tousled hair.  My mind trying not to plan ahead, but to be present in the moment. My stomach moved over the tip of his cock and his legs wrapped around me, pulling me closer. As I moved near his face with my breasts, his eyes closed and mouth opened. The corners turned up in sweet anticipation. I traced one nipple along his eager lips.

My god...how I love tormenting that man!

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When Your Power Flows to Me.

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I approach our bedroom and pause before I enter. You're kneeling on the bed on all fours with ass beautifully position for the taking. You've been patiently waiting as I finished up some writing knowing it always takes longer than I had imagined. What was suppose to be 15 minutes at the most turned into an hour. Not a word from you and I wonder what has been playing in your mind while you knelt in preparation. Was it the thoughts of how many other times you had to wait and then what followed as I finally arrived?

I walk over to the bed and pick up my harness that's lying to your left. I hear you sigh and watch a shudder dance across your skin as you hear me slide it on and pull the leather straps through the rings. Before the final tightening I insert the cock you have advanced to. The biggest one you've handled. It's been lying to your left above your head but within sight. Has it been calling out to you with memories...I wonder.

Harness and cock secured, I grab some oil and dribble it along your spine down to the crack in your ass, then catch it as it falls and begin to warm your balls and cock with my hands. I crawl up along your back and you can feel the hardness of my cock pressing against you.

"Tell me boy, what have you been thinking while you've been waiting?" I whisper in your left ear. My tongue circling around it's borders; my warm breath sending shivers down your spine.

"You Miss. I've been thinking about you Miss."

"And..."

"And what you want to do to me."

I press my hips harder against you, the base of my cock pushing against your opening. "And what do I want from you boy? Tell me clearly."

"You want my strength Miss. You want to fuck me and take what belongs to you." Even now I can hear the trepidation in your voice. I know the anticipation has been building. Anxiety and apprehension heightening your sensations.

I lift up and now only my free falling breasts brush against your back. I move them back and forth in the midst of the oil. Enjoying the warm slick feeling between us. Your body finds its own rhythm and your ass reaches up to me in hunger. I feel your surrender start to flow. I move back, my hands following your beautiful lines down to your round cheeks. My thighs now pressed against yours, I take more oil pouring it down your crack and some along the head and shaft of my cock. My thumb presses against your opening. You lift up to reach it and I hear you whisper something.

"Yes boy? You said something?" My cock now teasing your hole.

"Please Miss. Please fuck me." There's moaning mixed in with your words.

One push and the tip pops in. You sigh and take a deep breath. I pour more oil along the shaft. "Come to me boy. Bring yourself to me."

I place my hands along your cheeks and open you wider. You grab the sheets in front of you for balance and gingerly push yourself down engulfing the cock. I wait for a moment letting your muscles relax against the invading object. Then slowly I start to move. In. Out. Building the sensation that begins to resonate through your body. I lean against you and reach around to grab your hardening cock. My hips and thighs rocking, my upper body barely touching you but enough that you feel my breasts brushing your back with each of my movements. My mouth only a few inches from your ear. Your body melting into mine. I sense your total surrender.

"You're a greedy little bitch, aren't you boy." You only respond with more moaning. Finally a "Fuck, yes Miss." Slips through your lips.

As I feel the heat increasing from your body and the slickness from your pre-cum sliding along my hand as it moves along your cock, I take in the power you release to me with your surrender. With each push into your inner regions I own more of you. Mark more of you. Understand and thrive off of you. I kiss the back of your neck before taking it in my hand and bring your head back to touch my mouth.

"Yes. A fucking greedy little bitch, but you're mine."

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Come and Play Sexy Boy

( CB almost looks like a Christmas card here! )

It had been a while since I had the opportunity to use my strap on. A major draw back in not being in a steady relationship...so many of the things I enjoy doing are not in play. I love the power exchange that takes place when a man offers up to me that sacred place of his. Especially if it's for the first time. But I'm picky and not every man walking around with this interest to explore is going to be able to draw that lust out of me to take him. There must be a connection formed between us over time and a stirring that he's able to create in me that awakens the desire to posses him. All of him...even if it's only temporary. This was not about building a relationship with someone, this was about having a beautiful, sexy, toned and hungry boy to play with and I knew just who would fit the bill.

CB was coming up on business and had a night free to spend with me. We planned to meet for a light dinner and drinks. He was to wear over that tone, tall frame of his a nice shirt, tight button-fly jeans and slinky panties underneath. He complied and arrived with an anxious and submissive demeanor.

He was fidgety over dinner and in his boyish charm he spoke of idle things as I watched his mouth move, and his eyes give away his anxious mood. As I listened and responded to his banter my right hand moved over his left thigh and found the warmth of his crotch. All I could think about was touching him. Looking at his naked form before me. Examining him. I needed to get him home...soon. Forget soon!  Now!

As soon as he entered my hallway I had him stop and strip. I leaned against the wall, arms casually folded and watched as his clothes were removed and placed in a neat pile on the bench. Now down to those panties I had told him to wear, I left him standing in the living-room while I retreated to the bedroom and changed. A few moments later I emerged wearing a black lace trimmed corset along with the lace thong panties, black thigh highs and black boots I already had on. He stood waiting and when he saw me, his eyes widen and his cock harden without a touch. He was uneasy as I approached him.

"Are you cold?" I placed my right hand under his balls and gently pulled down on the fabric.

"No Miss." He tried to be calm but I could see a slight trembling as my hand moved along the fabric that outlined his erection.

I could almost hear the flooding of thoughts that were racing through his mind. How many nights before this one had he laid awake wondering just what would transpire between us? Which of those many thoughts were now some of the cause of his trembling? Didn't matter....I loved seeing it. God how I love that! I grabbed the oil I had on the counter nearby and poured some in the palm of my hands. He watched my every move as I warmed the oil between them.

"Take them off." He floundered for a brief second then remembering all he had on were the panties, immediately dropped them to the carpet.

"Leave them there and stand still." I instructed him as he started to bend over to pick them up.

I approached him and stopped, standing only a few inches away. He started to reach his hands up as if to touch me, "No." I grabbed his chin and met his eyes with mine. "Stand still. Don't move."

I placed my hands on his shoulders, warm oil coating them as I ran my palms down his arms. "Stand very still." I whispered as I brushed my lips across his. I continued to move my hands along his chest, down his inner thighs, briefly touching the sides of his shaft. His sighs and low moans started increasing as I made my way along behind him. My hands now exploring his back, again his shoulders and arms, then back down to the small of his back.

I reached for more oil, pouring a generous amount into my palm. I pressed the front of my thighs against the back of his, his ass warming just above my mound. I could feel my own wetness increasing and starting to soak the crotch of my panties. I pressed my chest up against his back, my hands traveling around him and down to his cock, his head shiny with pre-cum. The moment my hands touched his shaft he moaned and leaned back against me. I was lost in just feeling the warmth of his skin and the strength of his body when his arms swiftly moved behind him and in-between us. His fingers found their way into my panties; as if my wetness was calling out to them announcing the way.

For a very brief moment I thought of slapping his arms for being disobedient, but hesitated long enough to enjoy the smoothness of his fingers expertly sliding into my pussy and gently kissing her folds with his finger tips. I squeezed the muscles inside her enough to pull his fingers a bit deeper then forced myself to pull away before I made the evening all about him pleasuring me. That would have to wait for another time. Tonight was about owning him. Pulling him into me and taking that sweet ass of his I'd been dreaming about. That thought alone overrode my own need for self pleasure. I had more in store for him, and I had only just begun.

Nice treat for under the tree!

Happy Holidays!

I Just Need to Fuck You!

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Sometimes I look at you and I want you silent...completely silent.  Breathing...soft moanings are allowed, but words...no words this time.  Only speak to me through your eyes and your responses. All day my mind has been traveling over the images that are etched in it's memory.  And those arms... those ripped arms that wrap around me when you surprise me from behind and press that bulge up against my ass.  My hand reaching back and running my fingers under your ball sack, back and forth from your ass to your base.  Feeling the thick warmth of your breath against my neck.

My hands have been itching to touch you, feel the texture of your skin and the smoothness of your shaft beneath them.  My mouth waters as I remember your taste and girth passing through my lips.  The muscles in your chest rippling as you breathe while my fingers explore you; readying you to be taken.  Reminding you again how addicted you are to me. Your thighs twitching and balls rising tight as I lightly run my fingers along your member feeling the pre-cum trickling out of your slit.  You try to hold on, you know you must hold on, I need to savor you, every breath...every movement...every moan.  I watch your cock head glisten with desire. I can still taste you on the roof of my mouth. You start to close your eyes but I demand you to look at me.

Desire builds, pulsing, rising and reaching for you. I want to feel you inside me, but the need to possess you is stronger.  The need to see you on the edge over and over until you're reaching your ass and hips off the bed craving for me to enter you.  Legs quivering, breath catching and your eyes begging.

I'll take you and never forget how the countenance of your face looks when you've given me everything. And for that moment I'm satiated.  Until my hunger and lust for you rises again.

Priming you for my pleasure.

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And When I Take You.....

You lying naked on your back upon the bed, eyes watching every move I make as I walk around its frame.  Looking, reaching out to lightly touch you; struggling against the urge to take you now instead of prolonging what we both need. I've instructed you not to speak, but to only follow my movements and respond, fully concentrating on the feel of my touch.

I climb onto the bed and kneel between your legs. With a bottle of lube in my right hand I pour a stream of its cool liquid along your shaft and balls, cupping my left hand beneath you to catch the slippery substance and rubbing it along your crack and anus. Your eyes widen and tell me you want to speak. 

"Shhhh." I remind you. "Just feel me."  

I want you lost in the sensations I'm building inside you. Lost, intoxicated, owned and ruined for any other. 

I reach for the dildo on the bed to my right and start to apply lube to its shaft and head. Your face flushes and your breath picks up as you follow my fingers gingerly preparing my instrument of ownership over you. I know your mind is flashing on previous encounters and remembering the sensation of that dildo sliding into your ass for the first time. How you at first bucked against me and your sphincter muscles resisted entrance. But then with tenderness and coaxing you finally received what you had been asking me for. Full penetration. Now you're addicted and your body already starts to prepare for intrusion as you watch me lube the cock I'll fuck you with.

"Take me. Do what you want with me. Make me yours."  Were your words and desire toward me when we first met and felt the amazing connection between us.  I wanted to take you fully then, but knew there was a process to make it worth while and leave you ruined as a result. Beautifully ruined with me forever imprinted on your body and soul. I knew then I needed you as mine alone.

With the dildo ready I run its head along your opening, teasing and coaxing it to open for me, while my left hand runs along your shaft.  My eyes are staring into yours. Watching the expression on your face as you give in to your hunger to feel it's fullness within you. You slowly relax and the head pops through your opening as you take a breath simultaneously.  

As you're getting close to the edge I pull out slowly, leaving you wanting. I wipe the dildo off, stand and slip it into the O ring in the harness firmly fastened around my hips. Your eyes still following my movements as I once again apply more lube to the fasten cock.

"Do you want me to fuck you pet? You may speak now." 

Your throat is dry, but you find the words to answer. "Yes please. Please fuck me Mistress." 

"Hard and fast or slow and tender?" I'm smiling as you know I'll do what I want.

"Whatever you want Mistress. Take me please. Fuck me please." Your voice pleading for me to return inside you.

I climb back onto the bed and position myself again between your legs. You instinctively hold your legs up to allow me easy access. With cock now attached to my harness I again take the wet head and play with your opening. This time it easily finds a welcome to the intrusion. As I slip in you moan and I press deeper until fully inside. I slowly move my hips to create the rhythm you need and your body gives itself to me. You close your eyes and I know your slipping away in pleasure. 

I lean over you while still moving inside you, my breasts pressed into your chest, I grab your throat and take your ear in my mouth. 

"Who do you belong to?" I whisper. My hand lifting away from your throat slightly for you to answer.

"I belong to you, always, forever." You whisper back, eyes still closed. 

Your body with each thrust moves in unison with mine, asking for more. We melt into each other blurring the definition between us. I continue to penetrate you feeling your cock pulsing beneath me.

"When I take you, it's forever." I whisper into your ear. 

You swim lost in your submission to me. Beautifully ruined forever.

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What I'm Thankful For.

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This!  This right here is the form that always gets my attention. Toned, not bone skinny. No bulging muscles that give me nothing to hold on to and caress when I'm feeling soft.  A form, that in my eyes says 'testosterone' and I want all of it!  A beautiful cock that promises pleasure, fullness and lovely hanging balls!  Dark hair because I like dark things. ;) And eyes that look with passion. He makes me Thankful! 

And also this...

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What else makes me Thankful this day are the memories I have of NB and our relationship. Even though I have no idea what the future holds and if we'll ever find our way back together again, as I thought of what I was Thankful for, my mind kept going back to him and his beautiful submission. So setting loss, hurt and heartache aside, I'd like to share the beauty of that submission.

There was nothing pretentious or insincere about NB's submission and his cuckold wiring. It has been deeply rooted since childhood and how it manifested throughout him was the driving force for me in my dominance over him. I am thankful for all the vulnerability he exposed to me; the beauty of his heart and the pleading in his eyes as I would take more and more control of him in ownership. I loved watching the struggle between the Alpha man he was to the world and the little boy inside wanting to be completely owned. Even at times needing desperately to be 'taken' by force. 

Which brings me to his lovely, adorable ass that I loved to prove my ownership as he groan with pain, mixed with pleasure, not sure if he could take more, then after, shyly asking for it again.

Today NB, I choose to be Thankful for you. Many emotions run through me these days, from frustration, anger, disappointment, confusion, sadness...but also softness over all we shared. I am thankful for the beauty of your honest submission to me and pray someday I'll find that again.

~ Vista

Triggers, Asses and Subby Places.

"Just lie there on your back. Don't move unless I say so." I stared at him as he closed his eyes and a smile started to spread across his face.

"And no fantasizing!" I slapped his cock and his eyes sprung open.

"You are to only concentrate on my touch, what I am doing to your body and how it's reacting. You are not to drift off into your normal, nasty little perverted thoughts!"  I had to hold back my own smile knowing how I love those nasty, little perverted thoughts of his and even encouraged them.

"Yes, Mistress." He answered in his breathy submissive tone. He closed his eyes again as I started to run my fingers lightly over his bare chest. I was straddling his hips and could feel his cock pulsing under me. My juices flowing over him creating a delicious warm lube of pleasure. My hands explored the landscape of his body that I know so well.  Every muscle, crease, wrinkle and mole. Hands slipping around his inner thighs, teasing his balls lightly, pussy still enjoying his strength beneath me.

Time became a slow hush as I deliberately and slowly brought his nerve endings to attention. Whispering, "Follow my touch.", as I moved over him. He was becoming hypnotize as I reached for his tender nipples and lightly ran the tip of my fingers over them, making them stand at attention. Then I slowly started to pinch. Softly at first, then harder as his tolerance began to build between pleasure and pain. I moved off his cock and to the side, still playing and pinching one nipple as my other hand ran along his inner thigh and grabbed at his tender balls.

"Keep those eyes closed and follow my touch. Only think about what I'm touching and respond to that."  I already had the lube close by and lubed up my free hand. Then I went for my main target. Fingers gently working down his balls, along his perineum until I found his sweet spot and started to massage his opening. One, then two fingers easily slipped in as he gave way to my intrusion. I watched the expressions of pleasure start to sweep over his face as he continued to slip deeper under my touch.

My other hand moved from his nipple to his shaft, gently touching in a rhythmic flow up and down and under his balls. "Just breathe baby. And feel."

Then he felt the first dildo slip along his opening teasing it to surrender. He took it well, as I had been training him to do. But tonight I was going to graduate him to a bigger size. This was only the beginning. After a few minutes he felt it leave his warmed up and eager hole and his eyes opened in disappointment.

"Close those eyes. I'm not done yet! " I commanded. Quickly he obeyed and I reached for the next size beside me.

"Trust me." I whispered as I readied it along his opening. He clenched instinctively at first. I touched his ass cheeks and rubbed them.

"It's ok...trust me." I kissed his round globes and tried again. This time he gave way and welcomed the new toy. Thighs up, spread wide and pulled to his chest. I loved having him on his back so I could see the expressions of pleasure, concern and sometimes anticipation of pain as I worked the dildo gently, further along his canal.

I took my time. Watching his reactions, facial expressions, breathing and body responses.  "Feel me."  I kept saying.  Keeping his attention on me and my touch and not on his thoughts that I knew had a tendency to wander off to his favorite perverted fantasies. He stayed with me. Followed my commands until, when I thought he had enough, I finally moved the dildo out of him. He winced and sighed as he felt it finally leave. I moved things off to the side and curled my body up next to his. His eyes still closed.

"You did really well, my love. That was the biggest yet! But your ass needs to rest."  I started to kiss his face, lips and closed eyes lids.

"Mistress..." Eyes still closed, he started to speak.

I ran my fingers through his hair and leaned my ear close to his mouth. "What is it?"

"Can we go bigger next time?"

Damn!  He's so greedy!!!! ;)

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His Eyes Hungry. His Body Pleads: Use Me!

Recently I had a conversation with NB about submissive men and men in general.  We discussed how most of society sees, trains and portrays women as sexual objects and men as the dominant conquers.  We both agree that is a wide sweeping generalization of mankind and we are seeing that change at a slow pace in the people that cross our paths.  One of the main reasons I enjoy an alternative lifestyle is the freedom of people to be and/or discover who they are aside from the labels and definitions of culture and society.  What I have found over time is the exciting discovery of traditionally alpha men needing to fulfill a deep seated desire to be sexually objectified.  A desire I find thrilling and am willing to satisfy.

When a man finds himself in a sexual relationship/encounter with a woman who knows what she wants and has a need to use him to her satisfaction where she is doing the majority of the work, he finds it new territory and eventually freeing. This becomes very enlightening for him once he ventures into anal play.  For a man to surrender his strength and allow you to penetrate him, putting him in the receiving end while he lies there and feels you working the plug, fingers or dildo into his dark region is a turn of events and exchange of power. It also gives him a better idea and frame of reference of what it is like for you when it is his cock, fingers or toy penetrating your pussy or ass.  I think this is a great example of "Turn-about-is-fair-play."

One of the great things about anal play and pegging is that it teaches the man how important 'warm up' is!  ;)  He will put up a fight if you try to go balls deep into his ass and he's not ready!  It teaches a man the art of warm up, emotionally getting him ready if it's a new experience for him and how important his 'mood' plays into the event happening in a pleasing, erotic manner.  For women we find how much 'work' fucking someone can be.  But what a great workout of the hips, ass and thighs!  No wonder most men have great shaped asses!  It's all that thrusting they've been doing!

I personally love watching the different phrases a man goes through when it comes to introducing pegging and anal play.  First reaction is normally negative, but depending on the man, you can sense as you get to know him if this wall of resistance can come down brick by brick.  And if so, the journey of bringing him to this new discovery is absolutely delicious!  Watching him go from fearful and an ass as tight as a vice grip to one that opens and welcomes you willingly at your first touch is intoxicating!  Now I understand why NB gets so excited as my pussy slowly opens for him and welcomes him warmly.  To know you are bringing pleasure and are the cause of that rush of chemicals and euphoria washing over their body is powerful.  Women who only know the receiving end of this are missing the joy that comes from having that reversed.   

Eventually your man's thoughts are filled with you 'taking' him and using him as his hunger grows, his eyes express it and his body pleads to be used!  Objectified!  I love it!  This isn't for everyone, but does fit well with a dominant woman and sexually submissive man.  There are dominant men that have found this fitting for them and I know others who would never entertain the idea.  No problem. Throw out the labels and just enjoy who you are and what your body desires to explore with a partner that fits your needs.

I love this image below from my Tumblr.  He'll mount a counter-top, lift and spread his ass to the world.  He doesn't care what anyone thinks, his ass needs to be fucked and he's letting her know it!  ;)  I love it when a man has the freedom in himself to be down right Slutty!

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When a Man Presents His Ass......

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No sweetheart, my desire to fuck your ass and your final willingness to present it to me does not make you gay. The fact that God designed your body that the best way for me to stimulate your prostate is through your ass is an issue you can someday take up with Him.  Other than that, enjoy the ride.  

Someday, and soon I hope, this will no longer be a stumbling block for straight men. Until then if you have a man in your life who seems timid about you exploring in his dark uncharted waters, it's up to you to open the gate to heaven for him.  And gently!  Strap-ons and toys are great, but before I use them I love using my fingers, gloved and all lubed up so I can feel his body responding to my touch as I use my other hand to play with his cock and balls. 

If you have been following my blog you'll remember the journey of bringing NB to this place of readiness. Well during our last visit to Vegas he finally surrendered all and it was worth the wait! It was glorious because he was ready, still a little timid, but at my very first touch of his sweet ass he opened up willingly!  He became so lost in the experience and I'm glad I was so patient with him. Sweet, hot memories.  And only the beginning!

Once men break through the mind set of sexual orientation being connected to a sexual act they can put pleasure in it's rightful place. Gay men are wonderful. Men who are bi I find very hot and intriguing. And straight men who have become free and sexually driven can be talked into a lot under the right circumstances.  ( Evil grin. )

I'm not going to go out on limb and say every man needs to get into anal play.  But I am saying to understand why you are saying no to it.  It's not a deal breaker for me and those I chose to have in my life. I have NB and he fills many of my kinky needs.  But it is a bonus.  As much as society tries to change who we are, we are sexual beings.  Our bodies will show that every time you relax and let it!

Below is a great video I ran across today that proves that very thing!  Here is a man with a very responsive body!  No matter what the surroundings!  Embrace your humanity!  Life is hard enough. Embrace that you have avenues of release!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=KxIWs_bNwws

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/

Not my normal Eye Candy, but so damn funny seeing all those legs up in the air, asses waiting to be rimmed, cocks and balls dangling! 

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USDA PRIME BEEF!  Mmmmmmm!

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 Had to post this...Just because I find it very hard to pass up a good ass pic!  Enjoy!

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A Naughty Nurse Setup!

He is a very lovely, sexy sub who has a fetish about nurses.  Naughty nurses that take advantage of his vulnerability while in their care.  He had spent much of his childhood in the hospital during his sexually awakening years. Being bathed, examined and eventually loosing his virginity to one over zealous young nurse who took the sponge bath she was administering to an exciting new level as she washed his young hardening cock and found she couldn't resist mounting it!  The sexual wiring was laid in his young mind.

He waited for me naked on the bed as I dwelt on his lifelong fetish and finished dressing in my new vinyl, black, red trimmed, low cut nurse uniform that barely covered my ass.  My long dark hair was pulled up in a pony tail and a nurse's cap was attached in front of it. I looked one more time in the mirror and knew his reaction would be well worth the trouble.  Naughty Nurse role play was about to commence.

"Mr Miller.  I have been given strict orders by your mistress to massage and oil you down.  Also to exam and inspect your anus to make sure it is ready for the plans she has for you later.  She has no desire to harm you and wants you to be open and available for her pleasure."  I stood, back straight, chest out and sternly delivered to him my orders.

My pet's cock immediately sprang to attention seeing his mistress standing before him, transformed and delivering one of his fantasies. His mouth formed a wide grin as he responded, "Yes nurse."

I walked to the bed, exam gloves, lube and lavender oil in hand, "Oh!  And Mr Miller.  I have also been instructed by your mistress that you are to keep your roaming hands and fingers to yourself. She has warned me of how naughty and disobedient you can be." I smirked.

"Yes nurse." He answered followed by his own smirk.

I went about my duty as nurse, having him first turn onto his stomach, massaging the lavender oil into his neck, shoulders, and back...making my way to his round cheeks. To get better leverage I positioned myself one at a time straddled across each thigh, moving from ass cheek, down the thigh, calf, ankle and foot.  My pet could feel the slick wetness of my bare shaved pussy preparing the way as I moved down his leg with more oil. His muscles tensing as he tried to remain still. By the time I finished his second leg he was moaning and moving his hips ever so slightly.

Then I moved to his arms. First the left then the right. This time I straddled his hands, my pussy just inches away from his fingers. His arm tensed and his fingers moved trying to get just a slight touch of the warmth he was feeling generating from my excited sex.

Slap! My hand finally went upon his arm. "You must behave Mr Miller or you'll get us both in trouble.  Now turn over!"

His body was warm with desire as he moved onto his back and I started along his neck again. This time straddling his hips.  Able now to look into his eyes and capture his exciting torment. It made my juices run all the more as he felt my pussy lubricate his cock with each of my movements. I made my way down his torso and repeated the drill over each thigh, once again straddling each leg. By now his hands were twitching, his fingers hungry to touch and reach inside me.

He finally lost it while I was straddling his right arm, his fingers only inches away from what he longed to touch and feel. I felt two of his fingers slide easily inside, my body grabbed his hold.

I allowed it for a moment of my pleasure then yelled out, "Mr Miller!" He kept his fingers where they were, reluctant to move. I lifted off his hand and moved quickly between his legs.

I slapped his balls and cock a few times.  "Mr Miller.  You do know I'll have to report your actions to your mistress.  I'll claim no responsibility and will blame you fully."

"But nurse!"  He began to protest. Perspiration already beading and pooling along his chest. His 6 ft toned frame full of hunger.

"Shh!  Mr Miller.  I need to finish one last task before your mistress arrives."

I slid on one exam glove on my right hand and reached for the bottle of lube. "This won't take long Mr Miller." I instructed as I began to stroke his still very hard cock.

I poured the lube along his cock and balls and began to cover all surrounding areas, including his anus.  "Knees bent, ass up Mr Miller!" I directed with pleasure.

My gloved fingers found their way along his crack as one finger easily slipped in and I prepared him for what was ahead as my left hand continued to stroke his cock.  I started to notice pre-cum dripping from his slit and knew it was time to change directions.

I pulled my hand back, removed the glove and instructed him to lower his legs. "You look very warm Mr Miller.  Let me check your forehead before I leave."

I straddled again his hips and slid my body along his frame until my breasts were resting against his mouth.  The zipper had come down a little on the uniform allowing one breasts to pop out. I felt his tongue lick the exposed nipple and quickly suck it into his mouth. I pressed my longing breast into his mouth and then jumped back.

"Mr Miller! One more violation!"

He smiled with a hungry, lustful look in his eyes as he watched me leave the room and enter the bathroom once again.

He waited, not moving from his position until I re-emerged wearing a black leather strapped bra, black lace thigh highs, heels and my strap-on. My dark hair now down and flowing over my shoulders. I walked within inches of the bed and stopped.  Stroking the cock jetting from my harness.

"Hello pet.  Have you been prepared for me?"  Already, of course knowing the answer.

"Yes Mistress."  He eagerly replied.

"And pet, did you follow all of my instructions?"  Still staring at him and stroking.

"Of course Mistress."  He answered after a brief pause.

I walked closer to him and knelt on the bed.  My right hand reached toward his cock that was starting to soften and gave it a stroke. "I'm going to ask you again pet.  Did you follow all of my instructions?" My hand now surrounding his cock at the base and tightening my grip.

"I was obedient Mistress...really."

"That's not what I was told by the nurse, pet."

"But I was!"

I slapped his cock back and forth three times and grabbed his balls hard. "Do you see the mirror hanging on the wall to your left?" He nodded with a confused look on his face. "It's a two-way mirror and I saw and heard everything.  Everything pet."

"Mistress, it was that naughty nurse you sent to me. She was rubbing herself all over me! " He exclaimed.

I reached up to his chest and started to pull on his nipples, which he hated. "No!" He yelled out.

"Are you going to tell me the truth?" Tugging on them more.

"Yes! God yes!"

"Alright. Roll over."  I applied more lube to his hole and some to my cock. "I'm going to ask you some questions and you're going to tell me the truth."

"Yes Mistress."  I heard him mumble through his arms where his head rested.

I started to insert a finger into his hole.  He resisted, then loosen, giving me entry. "Tell me what she did."

"She rubbed her bare pussy all over me!  My chest, legs, arms and my cock, mistress."

"Did you like it, pet?"

"Oh, no mistress.  I belong to you."

My hand came down on his ass cheeks and balls.  "The truth pet!"

Softly he answered, "Yes, I did mistress."

"I saw you touch her, pet.  Tell me why you did.  Why you couldn't resist."

He was quiet for a moment then answered, "Because she smelled like you and I'm addicted to your smell, feel and taste Mistress."

Damn! I thought. He knew what that answer would do to me. "Turn over. I want to see your face."

He turned onto to his back and I scooted him close to the edge of the bed. "Legs up, knees bent and hold still."

I took the tip of my lubed cock and teased his hole until he relaxed and gave way.  Slowly I entered him until all of it was in. I stood still for a moment. Massaging his balls and slowly stroking his cock.

"Tell me again what I smell, taste and feel like." My own juice now running down my inner thighs as I start my own rhythm of penetration into his most sacred place.

"Mine."  I thought as I listen to his words, gasps and breathing.  "Mine."  As I took what belonged to me.

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Chicago, NB and My Strap-On!

This year has started out very promising. If you have been following this blog then you'll remember that NB had a very trying and emotional year last year and has been recovering emotionally from it's toll. The holidays were a struggle for him but he seems to be making great progress as this new year unfolds and I'm seeing more and more of the man I met and fell in love with a year and a half ago.  Without any hints from me, he planned a wonderful weekend for us in Chicago, (I leave Friday!) and he has been more and more his lovely, submissive, erotic, kinky, needy self!  See for me, the more his kinky and cuckold needs arise, the more excited I get.  It becomes a dance where we feed off of each other.  I can hear it in his voice when he calls. The way he answers me, addressing me as 'Mistress' and this craving of me in his voice that immediately gets me hot and wet!

Which brings up my Strap-On!  I've mentioned I'm not crazy about the idea of flying with my harness...but I'm chancing it this trip.  I'm so in need of pegging that lovely ass of his!  It's all about owning him completely which does something for both of us.  For him, it's about being owned and totally surrendering to me and giving me his most vulnerable area.  A way of proving his commitment and trust of who I am in his life.  For me, it's about owning him...every part and parcel of him.  Marking him as my own.  I love his vulnerability and growing dependency on me to meet and determine when those needs are met.  These are the things I take away from our relationship, among many other lovely benefits.  It's more proving ground, just as when we experienced our first cuckold encounter.  It's a cementing of who we are as a couple and what we are building together.

So as cold as Chicago will be (Brrrrr)....things will be lovely and hot for us.  We have no plans but to spend time together and NB showing me the town.  It's been 3 weeks.....Yep... I need that man close...now!  ;)

There will be some of this...  NB has very sensitive nipples!

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And some of this!  Yes!!!!

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No: Licking, Sucking, Kissing or Touching!

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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.

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Mature Hunks & Shower - Ass play!

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This beautiful picture came across my Tumblr dashboard today.  Interesting enough I had been thinking about my ex-sub and a shower scene we had together.  It flashes in my mind most days as I stand in that same shower and remember him joining me. We had met in January of this year...had sporadic communication for a few months, then things got serious in March and plans to meet developed from there. He lived some 1,500 miles away.  Our journey together was short. From January through the end of June.  The distance became the main issue and it ended before my heart was ready to give him up...but I knew if I held on to him longer the pain would eventually be worse.  So ties were cut.  Even at that, it took many months for my heart to begin to feel whole. Our times together were intense and magnificent   Many of my posts during those months are of those times.

He is built much like this man in the picture.  Athletic, lean and mature...early 50's.  His background is Military special ops...Delta Force.  That gives you some idea of the power and mental strength he possesses.  A quiet man, confident and also a switch.  A beautiful combination in my book!  What makes a man like this so beautiful and attractive to me is when he feels safe to finally, for maybe the first time in his life, open up about his deepest needs and becomes vulnerable before you. I probably know things about him that even his family and closest friends don't know.  He gave himself fully over to me and was there for my pleasure and delight.  I remember times when he would be lying naked before me, cock hard, dripping with pre-cum and as I crawled my body along his to take possession of him, in whichever way I chose that time, my heart would start to beat so fast that I'd have to mentally slow myself down to stop myself from just crawling on top of his cock and taking him, throwing whatever scene I had planned to the wind! He was beautiful!

This is an excerpt from my post July 31, 2012 called 'I Crave You'.  "Yes .... I love to walk into the room when you are busy with a task, stop before you, waiting as you slowly look up and I say, "Naked...Now." with that wanton look in my eyes.....And you drop what you are doing, face flushes, you rise and immediately pulled off your shirt, unbutton your jeans and let all clothing drop to the floor around your feet."  I wrote that as I struggled with letting him go in my heart.  He was exactly like that.  I loved that about him.  So compliant.  Always ready to expose himself to me, physically and at times emotionally.  

So... The shower memory.... He had been with me for over a week.  It had been a glorious time together and the day before he had to fly back. Our plans were to spend a leisurely day together showing him some of the sights of where I lived.  He had gone out to my deck as I went for the shower.  I thought he was having coffee, relaxing.  I had just finished rinsing out my freshly shampooed hair when I heard him enter the bathroom.  He dropped his clothing to the floor, pulled the shower curtain back and joined me. My heart, as always started to beat fast.  I grabbed the sponge and soaped up his beautiful frame.  Along his neck, down his chest, back, in between his legs, soaping, rinsing and lastly soaping his luscious ass. His back was to me as he leaned up against the wall.  I saw his right hand move to his cock as I slowly circled his opening and slid one finger inside, leaning my body against his. This beautiful man loved anal play and I was fortunate to be the first to use a strap-on on him. (But's that's another story and some others posts you can find here!)

His right hand slid expertly over his soapy cock as I worked my finger up his canal in search of his prostate. Finding it, I found my own rhythm as I circled and massage him and felt his body move against mine. The steam from the shower mixing with our own, his breathing becoming labored as his seed built up and started to ooze from his slit.  He had never felt 'milked' before and it startled him at first...the odd feeling.  ;) 

"Quick!" He shouted out knowing I would want to take his seed in my mouth and feel it slide down my throat. He moved his body to the right allowing me access to his cock.  He continued to pump hard and then guided his cock into my waiting mouth just in time to feel his explosion as his hand rested on my head.

I take my showers now and look at that wall and can still see him leaning against it. Some memories we don't want to let go of.  Below is a picture taken after I had wrapped him in a body harness made of para chord.  It shows off his lovely tight ass!  Yes... I love all things about mature men.  And the depth of the soul that comes with them. ;)

Preparing for Pegging Adventures!

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Early Monday morning I fly out to meet NB in CA, then we drive out to Vegas on Tuesday for some business he has there, back on Thursday to CA and home again for me Friday. We have some light plans.  I know we'll take in a show while in Vegas and have lots of time for play and probably little sleep!  We tend not to sleep much when we are together!  I believe it's all the time we spend apart and his surprise when he wakes in the middle of the night and finds me there next to him. He immediately goes into explorer mode and I'm his treasure. But I have some surprises for him on this trip. We've talked about 'pegging' before. The topic intrigues him, excites him and makes him very nervous.  I love it!  We never seemed to have the time to get to it in the past.  And I'm going through major pegging withdrawals! The last time was back in June with my ex sub!

The problem for me is flying with my harness etc....in my luggage.  I've had friends who had their's taken during baggage inspection! When I fly, I hide my toys and what small amount of rope I bring (mainly para chord) all through my luggage to hopefully not draw too much attention from those 'elves' who go through your bags without you being there to make sure all contents are put back! I'd be livid if my harness was taken!  I like a sturdy harness that moves well with me and I paid good money for mine! So the harness will have to stay behind and the official pegging ceremony will have to wait until December when he flies out to see me for the holidays. But there are many other ways to prepare his virgin ass until then.  (*Big Smile*)

NB is still going through some personal transition time and hasn't been too open lately or feeling very playful.  (I'm looking forward to when he bounces back full time to the man I fell in love with.) So I'm hoping with all my preparation plans I have for him plus some other intriguing surprises, that it will help him find his mojo again.  Nothing like him seeing me in fishnet stockings, corset and toys in hand for him to rise to the occasion!  Oh...and lots of lube!

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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 moans...how 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."

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!

Anyway....it 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 Eye Candy!

Starting something new today!  To celebrate Saturdays and that some Saturdays I have way too much time on my hands, here is my favorite Eye Candy today from my tumblr site! http://sexualdestinies.tumblr.com/

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This image has many of my favorite elements of play with a sub or pet. 

I love watching them masturbate for me.  I love seeing how much cum they can shoot and how loud and vulnerable they can be for me.  Cuffs!  Suggesting before or after bondage!  And ass play!  It must be my sadistic nature coming out, but I love seeing a man getting and/or taking a man in the ass!  Mmmmmmm  ~ I'm happy now!