Connections

I am going to be blogging a lot about my primary partner just by virtue of the fact we are together more than anyone else I play with (hence the term primary). Recently we were able to reconnect over sushi and naked "Little Big Planet" here is the outcome.

I am sitting on the futon mattress that has been tossed on the floor in front of the tv. Naked and playing video games with the man I love. I set my remote down and nuzzle close.

Soon my head is in his lap and I am licking and sucking his cock. I slip off to my room for safer sex supplies and lube, returning to resume a comfortable position, my pussy is within easy reach of his probing fingers and he has a great view of the hot action as well.

Now just as point of reference we have been sexually active for a year and I have never succeeded in having him orgasm during a BJ. I like to consider myself more than skilled at this activity and the fact that it hadn't happened yet was mildly disconcerting.

My fingers slide down between his cheeks and stroke at his taint and balls. My mouth following as I suckle each ball in my mouth and then lick and suck at his sensitive taint. My hands are busy, one stroking and squeezing his cock just so, as the other tickles and strokes into his crack. Teasing his puckered anus, his moans fill my ears. I slip a finger inside and stroke, reaching for his prostrate and rubbing it.

He tells me how much he likes it when I squeeze a certain way while stroking, I make sure to take his direction as my lips rub and suck. Tongue darting out as I shift back up and lap at the tip of his dick. He is groaning and I express how much I want his cum.

He relaxes under my caresses and I continue lavishing attention on him. My fingertips circling his hole, thumb rubbing his taint, pressing into the sensitive nerves underneath and stroking. My other hand is stroking his shaft and up over the meatus, squeezing and stroking, over and over. He tells me he is going to cum as my mouth sucks at the head of his cock each time it pops out of my stroking hand.

I contain my personal excitement, and don't change a thing, steady speed and pressure.

Within three strokes his orgasm is bubbling out of him, spraying his cum as I continue sucking and stroking, riding him with my mouth right through to the very last spurt and beyond.

Afterward I lay with my head on his tummy looking up at him and smiling. He laughs at my 'lil gurl grins" and his smile tells me how happy he is that I never gave up on making this event happen for both of us.

I ask if that is my Christmas present and he laughs.. no, I am told, that is yet to come.

Soon he pulls me up to kiss him and our passion swells around me. I am squirming and I can feel my desire screaming just under the surface of my skin.

He pushes me down onto the mattress and all he says is "Stay" his hands untangle from my hair as he gets up and goes into our room.

He comes back, I can hear him swinging something through the air and I have no idea what he has in mind.

His hands are rubbing over my ass and thighs, the spanking begins. He spanks me hard! I am whimpering and squirming and he just keeps spanking me, hard and fast. I am gasping and unable to process the sting of his hands as the blows come to fast for my body to understand.

He picks up his flogger and brushes the tails over my ass. My hunger is rising and his strokes are hard against my ass. His flogger is made of rather rough leather and I delight in feeling the coarse hide chaff against my sensitive bum. I grab at the falls when he pauses and rub them against my bum and upper thighs. A low growl is ripping through me.

I turn over onto my back and he begins flogging my tits, tummy and mons. I am scared of the falls hitting my chest where my recent cutting is still healing but he is very careful to put the impact on the meat of my breasts and lower. He explains that he is bringing the flogger up so high to make his aim better and not to be afraid. I whimper as I watch him and the delightfully scratchy leather is once more slapped into my willing flesh.

My legs are spread wide and he is flogging my pussy. I can't help myself as I reach and grab the tails rubbing them over my cunt and nipples. He pulls the falls free again and his strikes become slow and languid. My orgasm is clamoring inside me, clawing like a ravenous beast awaiting the opportunity to burst free of my flesh.

He urges me on, coaxing me with strikes and leather rubbing. Madness seems to hover near, I am sobbing at the intensity of it all and tears are dripping from the corners of my eyes. He notices and stops coming up to cuddle me and stroke me. I beg him to continue, he thinks I am laughing but I reassure him I am crying. His beating of my pussy continues, my clit is swollen and tender, it feels like it will explode every time he strikes it. My sobs grow broken and tears flow as I finally succumb and allow the orgasm to bust free of my restraints.

His flogger is cast aside and he has me on my knees and bent over, his cock is probing my depths and I am squirting in the reckless abandon of multiple orgasms.

Our sex and play continues for some time before I start begging him to put clips on my clit and pussy.

 He tells me to go get the toys I want used on me and I rush off to our toy closet. I stand in the open doorway looking at the shelves and wondering how greedy I should be?

Grabbing the clips and clothespins, and my vampire gloves, a longing look is cast at the shelves filled with sex toys but I leave them behind. My instincts telling me if I am to greedy that I will be punished, and not in a good way!

I return to him, and set the items on the couch. He pulls me into his lap so my back is leaning against his naked chest. I nuzzle into him and kiss him hungrily.

He reaches up and grabs a handful of clips. I really want them on my pussy but he is putting them on my tits and nipples. I HATE clamps on my nipples, they are so sensitive it is just annoying to me. He knows this and does it anyway. I am whimpering and whining and he is laughing at me. I start taking clips off almost as fast as he is putting them on!

He calls me a bad girl and grabs the really nasty ones, I start hiding under the blanket and crying out "NO DADDY NO NO NO I"M A GOOD GIRL!"

He is laughing and pinching the clips on. I am unclipping them and throwing them across the room. "NO NO EEE" He is calling me a bad girl and I don't care!

He grabs the vampire gloves next as he lays me on the floor face up. He has never used these before and I give him instructions on them.

It is not long before the sharp points are pricking my skin and I am nearly cumming again. I climb back up off the floor and straddle him as his sharp clad fingers grip my ass and rub down my back and over my hip. I am struggling to hold in my screams as I feel him enter me and pump deep inside to where my orgasm has gathered. It rushes out of me, soaking us both and leaving me whimpering and without the ability to think.

He pulls the gloves off and I climb off him, curling up beside him as he feeds me bits of fruit and chocolate. I am blissing out completely and tell him no one has made me cry like that before.

He is wearing a very contented look and I sigh happily.

In my minds eye I imagine there is a sea of faces watching us, and they now applaud our evening of re-establishing and deepening our connection to each other.

Predator

I had tied him to the pillar by his wrists. He was blindfolded. I had spent some time flogging him, using crops and canes and spanking with my bare hands. I put nipple clamps on him (he hates them). And I wanted better access to the front of his body.

I untied one hand and had him step to the side. One hand remained tied to the pillar with a silk scarf. Blindfold still on.

I start spanking him and he is covering his ass with his hand. I blow him until he is hard an tie his free wrist to his dick. Thinking... If he jerks he will pull his cock.

Silk scarves don't hold well on a straight hard surface. A few whacks of his bum with my bare hand and he has pulled his hand free.

He is no longer attempting to protect himself.

Now he is attempting to catch me.

He is blindfolded, but I am breathing hard and he can hear my footsteps. He has caught me twice now and I have managed to wiggle free.

I turn up the music.

It works for a few minutes. I am able to get a couple good swats and pinches in before he grabs me by my wrists and traps me between his bound hand and the pillar. His free hand is groping me.

I am becoming prey.

He pushes me over and shoves his dick in my ass and I scream. No warm up, no lube, I'm in pain.

I tear away and fight free calling him a bastard and crouching down by the pillar. He is sorry I can see it. I am crouching and trying to still the pain receptors that are firing in my ass. Ow.... I swat at him, somehow the blindfold has come off. Did I take it off him? I am swatting at him again and dodging out of the way. He is grunting and growling. He is apologizing and asking if I am ok.

I swat him a few more times and call him names. I'm sore but ok, no damage has been caused.

Now he is free of the pillar and coming at me. Pinning me to the pillar and kissing me hard. I bite at his lips and struggle and squirm. He is growling and his strength is overwhelming. I bit at his shoulders and arms, anything to try and free myself.

He is biting my neck and growling like the savage beast that he is. I feel the first twinge of fear. It makes me hot. I push back and tell him to get on the floor.

I am fucking him and cumming all over his cock. I climb off suck him for a minute and then start to move away.

He has caught me again in an instant. There is no getting away from him. If he wants me he will have me.

I am shuddering in desire.

I am struggling to break free and he has picked me up and thrown me to the floor in an instant. I did not fall hard, I remember my amazement at that. He is on top of me, inside me, surrounding me. I am struggling to get away, sliding backwards away from him. Biting anywhere I can, my fingernails are raking and digging into him.

He starts hurting me. Biting nipples and breasts. I don't remember how I got there but I am backed against the chaise and he has an abrasive glove on and is squeezing my tits. My nipples pinched in that claw like glove.

I am screaming and begging... I want more but it is to much already. His hands scrapes down my tummy and I writhe, in ecstasy and agony. His hand grips my pussy and grinds the lips in that sharp scratchy glove.

I am cumming all over the glove.

It is running down my thighs in a flood. He takes the glove away and comments on the fluids I have given him. I am in tears, crying and gasping. So overcome by emotion.

In that moment he owns me.

Still gasping, still crying I have curled up in a crouching ball at his feet. A sense of worship washes over me. I want to show him how I feel and can't. I can't allow myself that vulnerability. I stuff it back inside and work on showing him my pleasure instead.

Worshipping his sex, shoving his cock in my throat and swallowing as he tells me how he wants to push that glove inside me. How he wants to tear me up inside.

I want it.. need it.. can't say yes. It's to intense, and to admit my depraved desires is a weakness I can't show.

He helps me rise and bends me over the chaise.

His hand is back in the glove.

He slides his hand over my ass and between my thighs. I am gasping and crying.. yes I think to myself, this is what I want.

His gloved hand is inside me. Sharp points scratching and tearing. I am squirting cum and it is dripping down to my ankles.

Humiliated and vulnerable, I shudder and cry as he teases me about the mess. I can't hide my desire from him.

We break for a drink of water. I get giggly and we have a water fight in the kitchen. A cold water fight. It is refreshing and pulls me back from that floaty weird sub space where he is my God and I live to serve him.

We towel off and crawl into bed.. He is cuddling me, and I am allowing him to (weird) he is suddenly tender and caring.

He starts talking about the glove and how he wants to fuck me with it again. I am begging him no, but secretly wanting it. He knows. He knows I am now craving for him to ruin me.

He gets up and get something out of his pants pocket. I have no idea what it is.

Cold steel is pressed again my back.

"NO!" I dare not move. Fear is shining bright in my eyes.

His blade is in his hand.

Terror is threatening, I look at him wild eyed and whimper. He is running the sharp edge over my body. It is not a smooth edge, it is scalloped which means sharp but also pointy, at more than just the tip. He is sliding the sharp edge so the points all drag.

I am nearing tears. He is holding my nipple captive between his thumb and the edge of his blade. I am begging him. Shaking and begging him not to cut off my nipple.

He moves away and I am hiding myself behind my arms. I don't want him to cut me and that knife is so sharp and the expression on his face is hungry, lustful and I need more.

I am a fear slut, this is my new revelation.

He tells me to lay back, be still and move my arms.

Black wings beat at the edge of my vision. My goddess is here and she is wrapping me in darkness. The cloud descends and I wander in the deep pit of desire.

He is telling me how he could pierce my nipple, he could cut it right off. I am whimpering and watching fearfully as his knife glides over me. Down my tummy those sharp points go, not hard enough to cut, only hard enough to scrape.

He is seated now between my legs, he has pulled them open and he is holding my clit at knife point. Talking about cutting it.

I am crying out no and begging him not to take my pleasure from me. The knife descends, he is holding my labia in his fingers and the sharp points are poking me. I am screaming and begging him not to cut me.

I feel the cold steel pressing inside me. I am shuddering and waves of pleasure mix with my fear. My hips rock and I cum on the now sheathed blade that he is fucking me with.

He pulls it from me and wipes the blade still sheathed against my thigh.

Blood.

I gasp in fear. I feel no pain but what has happened!

He tells me I am cut inside from the glove about an inch in. He slides back up beside me and holds me gently.

His knife has been put aside. His fingers are caressing my cheek. I am calming slowly, burying my face in his chest. Burrowing close to his warmth.

I am still shuddering, my vagina has begun to ache in a deep slow ache.

He tries to get me to talk to him.. I can not describe what has come over me. We cuddle and I drift back to the light.

His darkness has been only glimpsed, I yearn for more.

Devoured

His tongue presses into my mouth as her hands tangle in my hair and pull my head back. My clothing has been torn off me and tossed aside.

Bared to thier hunger.

I am trapped firmly between them. While my neck is exposed he growls and bites me, hard. I squeak and struggle but am held firmly.

Human bondage.

She is holding me by my hair and biting my shoulder while her fingernails scrape my butt cheek. I squirm and gasp and plead. "Please! OHH Please! Help me!"

Their laughter mingles as he slips lower and bites my nipple and her tongue teases the nape of my neck. Shivering uncontrollably as she kicks my legs apart and he rubs his cock head on my slippery cunt. My body betrays my lust to them.

He is thrusting inside me and her nails are raking across my scalp as she tightens her grip. Her breasts squished against my back and the scent of our mixed desire spurns my passion to new heights.

Whimpering and begging, I feel her hand slip down and she pokes her finger in my bum and uses her fingertips to feel my juices coating his dick. I am in orgasmic bliss.

Crying now, and begging for release. The response is harder fucking and his teeth at my throat, gnashing and scraping the flesh. She is squeezing my tits and my nipples are poking out and rubbing hard into his chest.

Rocking my hips hard between them, I am squirting and screaming in ecstasy. Shuddering as her nails scrape hard down my back, I am launched into orbit. Endorphine high obliterating all senses excepting pleasure.

Yes... this is what I crave tonight. Come feed your desires in my lust.

Denial

Oh how sweet that word. I love to be denied pleasure.. for some reason it makes getting it finally so much more intense.

I have not had an orgasm in 2 weeks. When recently asked the longest I have ever gone my response was 6 months.

I had just split from my first dominant and I was trained to cum only when he desired it. I had "forgotten" how to cum on my own. That and when I had forced him from my home, and removed the bonds between us I had crumpled to the floor and experienced for the first time a love loss. I "keened" it was an intensely painful experience, and I spent nearly a year regaining my sense of self.

Orgasms was something I needed to reclaim and it wasn't until I was speaking with a Dominant friend who then asked me how long since I had orgasmed (as I was eating mass quantities of chocolate) that I realized my last orgasm had been at J's command. He immediately told me to go cum 3 times, which I did and I felt much better afterward. It took me about another 6 months to regulate my masturbation so that I was cumming with any regularity.

I have had another Dominant since then and a Master and a Mistress, and a few lovers... Master had the biggest effect of all of them on my self love. None of them practiced denial so I never had to go through such a strange bondage through orgasm again.

I am currently being denied. It is making me lusty. I am on edge and antsy and I want to fuck so badly I think I will die. I expect that my first orgasm will be a flood and I best bring some waterproof sheets and plenty of towels. Denial causes a river in me LOL.

The begging has commenced and I am ready to cum at a moments notice.

Understanding beauty

Cinnamon scented girl, with flame red hair and eyes that sparkled with lust. Sadly my memory is flawed, were her eyes green or brown? It makes no difference.
"Kiss me." I said it to her twice and the second time she consented. Her sweet, soft lips, so full, dripped her passion into my mouth. I crave her, like a starving addict craves heroin. She intoxicates me, this overwhelmingly gorgeous creation from the heavens.

I touch her hair, so soft, inhaling her essence. Drunk on my lust for her, I press closer, it is intolerable to have clothing between us. Removing her garments, kissing that ultra fair skin as it is bared. So lightly, teasing her, reveling in pleasing her, in making her squirm.

She is glowing, her desire making her shine. I am pulling my clothes off and she is helping. We must be naked together. At last, freed of our social bondage, naked and carressing each other.

I was amazed by her body. Intriqued by the scent and feel of her skin. The taste of her as I licked her pale pink nipple.

My hands are wandering lower as I kneel and slide fingers between her legs. I glance up into her eyes and move forward kissing her mound. I hear her groan and feel her press against my lips. My tongue licks over her soft smooth lips. Questing my lips pressed to her labia, tongue finding her clit and licking it lightly.

She tires of my teasing and her hands tangle in my hair, tugging a handful and making me gush with girl juice. She presses my mouth harder into her and I slurp and suck and rub my tongue hard. Sliding a finger inside her and sucking her swelling clit.

She cries out in pleasure as she cums and my reward is to taste her. She pushes me back against the floor and kneels between my legs, she bends to kiss the inside of my thighs and nibbles her way to my labia. I am squirming and trying to get away, my lust sated by knowing I pleased her.

She crawls on top of me, pinning me down as she nips and licks my pussy, I am squirming and  crying out as I cum. I was right on the edge and she pushed me over quickly.

I can smell her again and I start begging softly, "Please, oh please!"

She doesn't understand what I want so I tell her I want her and she laughs. She turns so our mounds are rubbing together, our tits mashed between us. Our hands carressing as she kisses me.

"Maybe later girl, if you behave," Her tone is teasing and I tremble. My heart skips a beat... there will be a later!

Remembering beautiful moments....