Kinky Sex Link

FetInRealLife is back with two wonderful volunteers demonstrating basic flogger technique, as well as showing off a little bit of the more advanced stuff, just for fun. Great for beginners, or anyone who just wants to see some hot flogging. Next episode, I’ll be back with detailed instructions on how to build your own flogger for a fraction of what they run in stores.

Enjoy!

Crossposted from Lair of the Dragon Mage.

The leather stimulus event  at the center was small but nice. There were the different vendor and the New York Boys Of Leather where on hand to boot black, yum they even provided the music, which was slamming in that music in the back round kind of way.

I was there to support and go out with a friend who I’m hoping will turn into something enjoyable.

I worked the TES table and in between breaks worked at Lady Sabrina’s table. I spoke briefly with Dov who was going to be doing a flogging demo and thought I might catch it. But got into a deep conversation with big brother Doc and missed Dov’s demo. Bummer.

The conversation I had with Doc was great, since not that many people know that I’m putting more effort and interest into my art. And he being an artist of a kind knew some of my frustration.

At the moment I’m trying to get some funding for materials while working on finding my voice. Like every thing one step at a time.

 Later, as I got ready to leave I ran into a friend and we went down to the Artbar to have a drink, half way through it I had to let the gentleman know he should go back to the center. Not because I wasn’t enjoying the drink but his company was a downer and why spoil a good drink, so off he went, I offered to share my table with two women and we talked about how crowded the gar was. They were from out of town and thought I was so lucky to live in NY. “You can’t throw a rock in this town and not find great things to do.” one of them said. And in some ways I am lucky.

Want good pizza at 4am, you can get it, need to get anywhere in the five boroughs for two dollars? You can do it. Catch a movie, get a drink, met up with friends make some new ones even if it’s just for that night. New York’s got it. Feeling like shit and need to see a doctor but don’t want to go to the hospital emergency room? Yep New York’s got an all night doctor’s office.

But New York also has a lot of other things going on with it. Some have even said it in song.

But I can understand the young ladies for thinking I’m so lucky to live here, hell Mr. Frank Sinatra told them so.

(Cross posted from Lair of the Dragon Mage)

(This story was inspired in part by a Twitter conversation I had with @WyldeKyttin. A chance comment on her part gave me a seed of an idea. The idea blossomed later that day, and I started writing when I got home. This story is the result. I hope you like it. )

They grin at each other as he parks his car in a dark corner of the employee parking lot behind the gym. She turns her head and looks at him and asks again, “Are you sure you won’t get into trouble for this?”

“I have keys and alarm codes, little one. A benefit of being the manager. And tonight, I’ll also get the benefits of being your personal trainer,” he says with a smile.

They walk casually across the parking lot, trading playful kisses on the way to the back door of the building. She waits as he opens the door and slips inside to disarm the alarm. When the beeping stops, he opens the door to let her into the dimly lit building, bringing the small duffel bag with them. He leads her to the men’s locker room and they find a pair of empty lockers. They open the lockers and undress, placing their street clothes into the lockers. She reaches for the duffel but he takes her hand and pulls her close for a kiss.

“You don’t need to get into that bag, little one.”

She starts to explain, “I need to put on my workout clothes,” but he cuts her off: “You are in your workout clothes for tonight.”

Her eyes widen as it dawns on her what he considers some of his benefits of being her trainer would be.

He takes her hand and turns towards the locker room exit, picking up the duffel bag as he leads her towards the workout floor, neither of them wearing anything but their shoes. She starts to turn towards the cardio equipment, expecting to start her workout on the treadmill as usual, but he leads her towards the strength machines instead.

“This workout will be a bit different, little one,” he says as they walk out onto the mat in the center of the large strength circuit. “We’ll need to stretch a bit to start.”  He stands next to her and they help each other stretch out, following the pattern that they had used many times before: her hands on his arms or legs to provide resistance as he stretches, and then his hands on her arms and legs. This time, however, his hands wander over her body to places he wouldn’t normally touch when the gym was occupied, and his touches get her heart going almost as well as a short cardio workout.

When they finish their stretching routine, he looks at her and says with a grin, “Ok, I think you’re warmed up enough now.” He lightly touches the back of her neck and then traces his fingertip around to her throat and down between her breasts.  He follows the curve of her body back up and around and laughs as she shivers from the feather-like touch. She pretends to pout when he laughs, and he smiles at her as he runs his finger around her nipple which hardens at his touch.  He takes her nipple between two fingers and pinches, just enough to hold on, and then he begins to walk towards the weight machines, leading her by tugging her nipple.  He leads her to the dual axis pull down machine, opens the duffel bag and removes a towel which he drapes on the seat, then waits as she adjusts the height of the seat and sits down. He leans in close and kisses her, and then turns and removes some rope from the duffel bag.

He walks around to the side of the machine and tells her to hold onto the handles. She looks questioningly at the rope in his hands, but stretches her arms up and takes hold of the handles. He slowly ties the rope around her wrists and the handles of the machine, and then kneels beside the machine, using the remaining length of rope to tie her ankles to the metal legs. He moves around the seat of the machine and pulls the pin from the weight stack, replacing it at the highest weight: nearly 300 pounds.

“That should keep you still for a bit,” He says as he returns to the duffel, taking out a deerskin flogger. He stands behind the machine, his eyes wandering over the lines and curves of her body as she sits with her back and arms stretched up to hold onto the handles. He swings the flogger gently, smiling as the flinches when the tips of the falls flick over her back. He swings again and again, each pass of the flogger bringing the falls a little closer, each pass letting more of the deerskin touch her her skin, each pass landing with a little more force until the large room is filled with the thuds of the flogger striking her back. He settles into a rhythm, swinging the flogger with practiced ease, always watching her reaction, always listening to the sound of the flogger, and to the sounds of his partner. On some swings, he leans in closer, letting the flogger strike her side so that the deerskin wraps around her taughtly stretched body to land on her breasts, the tips stinging her nipples.

He watches her, judging her reaction, and when her breathing changes, he slows the flogger, pulling back so that only the tips touch her, lightly brushing over her reddened skin. As she begins to slump against the rope, he stops. He steps in close and lifts her arms, untying the rope to release her hands from the handles and supporting her as her arms fall. She leans against him for several moments until she can catch her breath, and then sits up. He kneels beside her to release her feet and gather up the rope and flogger before standing up again. He helps her to stand and removes the towel from the seat, noting the damp spot with a laugh.

He sees the question in her eyes, and answers before she can ask, “There is more, little one. Time for the next machine.”  He leads her to the prone leg curl, laying the towel over the pads and helping her get into place face down on the machine. He pulls the rope from the duffel again, using it to secure her hands to the handles, and her legs to the lift bar.  He pulls a small rattan cane out of the duffel and stands next to the machine, laying the rattan across his lover’s exposed ass.

He lifts the cane and taps it lightly across her flesh, teasing her with each touch until he has the feel for the angle. He lifts his arm and waits for half a breath before letting it drop. As his arm comes down, he flicks his wrist, snapping the rattan sharply across her ass.

She gasps and jumps as much as the rope will allow as the rattan kisses her backside with a fiery sting, and then quickly sucks in another breath as he lifts his arm again, waiting for him to swing and jumping again as the cane lands with another stinging stripe.

He flicks the cane up and down, each swing leaving a pink welt across the pale skin of her buttocks, each touch of the rattan causing her to jump. He turns his hand and flicks his wrist, the cane crossing another mark and leaving a X shaped welt.  He flicks his wrist several more times, leaving welts over most of her ass and even a few on her upper thighs.

She breathes deeply as he sets the cane aside, the pain of the rattan having already pushed her into that floating place in her head. She allows her eyes to close as she lays across the pads of the weight machine and feels the sting of the cane welts start to sink in. Her eyes open in shock as the welts on her ass begin to burn again. She tries to focus on the sensation and slowly recognizes the pricking of his pinwheel as he rolls it on the cane welts.

The quiet of the gym is broken by her sudden cry, “That hurts!”

He laughs at her and puts a hand on her back, holding her down as he continues to slowly roll the pinwheel over the welts on her ass. When he has traced every cane welt with the wheel, he puts it back into the duffel bag and stands up again. He walks around to the front of the machine and stands there waiting.

She doesn’t hear him moving, and she doesn’t feel any new sensations, so she lifts her head and looks up, and finds herself eye level with his erect cock. She sighs as she feels his fingers twine into her hair, and then gasps as he pulls, lifting her head.

He tugs her hair, lifting her head a little higher, then steps closer, brushing his cock against her full lips. “Open up, little one,” he whispers to her. He pushes as her lips part, slowly sliding his cock into her mouth until he is almost completely inside of her. He grins as she wraps her lips around him, and then he slowly moves his hips back, withdrawing from her mouth until the tip of his cock is between her lips.  He moves his hips again, a little faster, forward and back, sliding his cock in and out, faster and harder until he is fucking her mouth.

He twists his fingers tighter into her hair and pushes forward, pressing his cock into her mouth as deeply as he can, reveling in the feeling as she fights to not gag.  He pulls out a little, letting her take a breath, then shoves himself into her throat again, holding her head in place with her hair. He pulls back again, waiting for her to suck in a ragged breath and pushes once more, holding himself as deeply inside her mouth as he can, holding her hair tightly to she can’t move.  He smiles as he feels her stop trying to pull away, as he feels her throat relax and accept him, and he slowly pulls back, sliding out of her mouth and releasing her hair.  He kneels in front of the machine, looks into her now eyes, now glassy and wide, and says, “Good girl.”

He loosens the rope gently, rubbing her ankles and wrists as the rope is removed. He trails kisses from her ankle up the back of her leg, nipping lightly at the welts on her ass before tracing the line of kisses up her back to her neck. She shivers as his lips touch her already sensitive skin.

He carefully helps her to her feet, holding her close and feeling his desire grow at the touch of her skin on his. He takes her face in his hands and lifts her chin, kissing her tenderly.  “Time for the next machine, little one,” he says and leads her around the path, stopping at the fly machine. He places the towel on the seat and helps her sit down, tieing her hands to the handles. He puts the pin into the weight stack at the heaviest weight, ensuring that she can’t move her arms and then steps back.  He kneels in front of her, leaning close and kissing her lips as his fingers brush over her skin.  He leans down, brushing his lips over her nipples as his hands glide down to her thighs, stroking lightly.

She shivers as his lips touch her nipples, and yelps as she feels his teeth on her.  Willingly, she opens her legs as his fingers stroke her thighs, and she arches her hips towards his fingers as they move closer to her center. He moves his hands over her inner thighs, moving closer but not touching her pussy, pulling back every time she pushes her hips closer to him.  He straightens his back and kisses her neck as his hand moves closer and closer, finally brushing his fingertips down her slit. She gasps and arches her back at the touch, and he bites her the base of her neck where it curves out to her shoulder.

Her gasp becomes a moan as his fingers touch her more firmly, and her moan fades to a sigh as he pulls them away again.  He kisses her ear softly, and then whispers, “Don’t come, little one. Not until I say.” She groans her understanding of his command and he kisses her mouth to quiet the groan.

He traces his finger from her knee up her thigh and continues, following the contours of her body, letting them lead him to where she wants him to touch her. He dips his head down and kisses the base of her throat as his finger find the wetness between her legs and slowly push inside. His free hand caresses her breast as his mouth captures hers once again, his tongue mimicking the movements of his finger.  The sensations threaten to overwhelm her, pushing her closer to orgasm with each passing minute.

He continues his assault on her body and senses, watching her respond to his touch, waiting for just the right moment. As he feels her body tense in preparation for orgasm, he stops and leans back, not touching her at all, only watching.  For a moment, there is silence: neither of them even breath, but the silence is broken by her moan of disappointment.

He smiles at her, leaning forward and dropping his head lower, kissing her thighs and then biting. She closes her legs around his head as his teeth mark her flesh and he reaches up quickly, slapping her leg to remind her to keep them where he put them. She slowly opens her legs again, and he turns his head, pushing forward until his mouth finds her pussy, already wet from the evening’s workout. His tongue follows her lips, lightly touching and teasing, up and down, until it brushes her clitoris. She jumps at the expected but surprising touch but quickly rolls her hips forward, pushing her pussy towards his mouth, but he backs away, maintaining only a light, teasing touch.

He pulls back, looking into her eyes with a smile as she begins to voice her disappointment. He holds her eyes with his as he slowly moves his mouth closer to her, a little at a time until his tongue is almost touching her pussy again, and then he waits. He waits until she begins to move her hips again, and as she rocks her hips to get closer to his mouth, he moves that last little bit, covers her clit with his mouth and gently sucks. Her hips begin to buck, pushing against him as he sucks harder and flicks the tip of his tongue across her clit. He watches her face as she tries to hold back her orgasm, stopping in time for her to follow his instructions.

He stands up and kisses her, his tongue sliding between her lips allowing her to taste herself on his tongue, and then unties her wrists and helps her to stand up again. He walks her around the path past a few machines until they get to the reclining leg press, and he helps her to lie on her back on the pad. “Keep your feet on the floor for a moment, little one,” he says as she starts to pick her feet up to put them on the foot plate. “I need to make a quick adjustment.”

He puts the pin in the weight stack at the lightest setting and then opens the bag and pulls out some pieces of wood, some tape, her strap-on harness and a large dildo. He uses tape to hold a stack of several pieces wood on the footplate, and then arranges the harness around the footplate and the wood blocks. “Now put your feet up here, little one,” he instructs her. She lifts her feet and places them on the foot plate.  He takes the dildo and lines it up with her pussy. “Now lift the weights.” He puts the dildo into the harness lined up so the tip is barely touching her pussy when her legs are straightened.

“Let it back down slowly, love,” he says, and she slowly bends her knees, moaning as the dildo impales her. “Ah, good. That will do. Now, little one, it’s time to work those legs.” he tells her with a smile. She looks at him, her eyes wide, waiting, but he only watches her until she begins to move her legs. Each lift causing the dildo to slip almost all the way out of her cunt, and each return pushing it back inside of her.

“This is a low weight, little one, so do three sets of twelve to fifteen.” She looks at him, her eyes begging, asking what she dares not voice. “And,” he continues, “You better not come until I give you permission.” He counts her repetitions through three sets, and tells her to lift one more time when she reaches the last one. He kisses her mouth and whispers, “Good girl,” in her ear before removing the dildo and allowing her to relax as he removes his additions to the machine.

He puts everything but the towel back into the duffel and then helps her up from the pad. “There is one more we need to visit tonight, lover,” he says as she leans on him to stay upright. He helps her to the next place on the circuit: The free leg-lift. He holds her up while she steps onto the foot bars and puts her arms on the pads. He stands in front of her and says, “Now, little one, you need to lift your legs.”

She lifts her legs up and he moves in close enough that his body is touching hers. He steps up onto the foot bars slowly. “Put your legs around me, lover,” he whispers. She slides her legs around his waist as he touches his cock to her wet cunt. “Let yourself down just a bit now,” he breathes in her ear. She relaxes her arms as he stands up straight, sliding his cock inside of her. He looks into her eyes and kisses her as he begins to rock his hips. She uses her legs to pull him deeper inside of her, working her hips to meet his thrusting. He feels her body begin to tense as the evening’s play threatens to overwhelm her. He thrusts faster and harder, pushing her towards the climax he has been denying her all night, watching as she does her best to hold it off, as she does her best to obey. He bites her neck just under her ear and grins as she moans, and then when he feels that she is as close as she can get without losing control, he whispers in her ear, “Come for me, little one.”

Her body shudders and her legs tighten around him, pulling his cock deeper into her pussy as the orgasm washes over her like a wave. He waits for the shuddering to slow, for her body to relax a little, and then begins thrusting again. He bites her neck and shoulder as she works hard to hold onto the frame. He feels himself coming close to his own orgasm and kisses her mouth before asking, “Are you ready for another one?”

She nods, and he rocks his hips faster, thrusting into her pussy as fast as he can now. He feels his orgasm start to build, and knows he can’t hold back any longer. He whispers through ragged breaths in her ear, “Come with me, little one,” and he kisses her. Her body shudders and stiffens again as another orgasm takes her. He feels her come and allows that to push him over the edge into his own orgasm.

They stay there for moments that feel like hours, holding the feeling of being completely one as long as they can.  He feels her arms begin to shake from holding herself up, so he carefully steps down from the frame and helps her down. They sit on the mat, touching and kissing for several minutes as she gets her balance back enough to stand.

As he helps her back to the locker room, he turns and asks, “Did you like this workout, lover?”

Dragon Mage

(Crossposted from my blog Lair of the Dragon Mage.  To read the first four parts, click 1, 2, 3, 4. )

Thursday morning Luvbunny slept in and I went out to check on midnight movies and pick up a couple of items from the store.  I got tickets to the 12:01 showing of Land of the Lost and returned to the cottage.

I woke Luvbunny and we went down to swim and play in the pool.  As the week progressed, Luvbunny was getting bolder – I had purchased some half towels with velcro that could be wrapped around and worn – we went down to the pool wearing just those around our waists.  After a while, we got out of the cool water and lay on the deck chairs in the sun.

We went back upstairs to eat lunch, and watch TV for a bit.  I told Luvbunny that I had a surprise for her that evening before we went to see the movie, and she, of course, wanted to know what it was. I refused to tell her. ^_^

We went out to a few stores in the afternoon and then came back to swim and play in the pool a bit more.  As the afternoon turned to evening, the air got a bit cooler – cool enough that we left the pool and headed up to the hot tub.  Even though there was still plenty of light, we stripped down and got into the hot tub naked.  We sat in the hot tub for a bit, talking and playing.  After a few minutes, I started counting how many people could potentially see her if she stood up in the hot tub (she would have been in view of some 20 cottages, several shops across the street, and anyone that looked our way as they drove by).  Luvbunny said that she didn’t really care, so I told her to stand up. She looked at me for a moment, then she stood up and held her arms out.  She stood up until I told her it was alright to sit down again.

We sat in the heated water for a few more minutes until I decided to tell her what her surprise was: I was giving her a chance to top me for the evening – with a bit of a challenge: if she could make me come 3 times before we went to sleep (after the movie), I would give her another chance at a later date as well.

She grinned at me and started stroking my cock under the water, telling me I wasn’t allowed to come yet. (I’ve given her too many ideas. lol)

After we left the hot tub, Luvbunny and I took the toy bag downstairs to the bedroom with the bunk beds.  I held on to the metal frame of the bunk and Luvbunny searched through the toys to find a flogger.  She used the flogger on my back and ass for a bit, then told me to turn around.  I turned and she used the flogger on my chest and thighs, even (gently) on my cock.

I apparently didn’t give quite the reaction she was looking for (I don’t think my saying “Is that all you’ve got” was what she wanted. ) so she dropped the flogger and fished around in the toy bag until she found the clothespins. She grinned at me and put one on each of my nipples.  I grinned at her.  She added a couple more, and I kept grinning.  She decided to up the ante and began clipping clothespins to my cock, and then my balls. She stopped to take a couple of pictures, and then pulled the clothespins off of me. o_O (I posted one of the pictures she took as my most recent HNT.)

Once I stopped shuddering, she blindfolded me and had me turn around.  I held on to the bed frame and waited in blackness, straining to hear what was coming.  I didn’t have to wait long before I felt her hand on my ass.  She spanked me several times, then stopped.

I waited again, wondering what was coming next, but she was quiet.  I didn’t hear anything that let me know what to expect.  My clue was the sting of the rattan cane on across my ass. I jumped as the flexible rattan traced lines of fire across my backside.  (damn, that thing hurts. lol)

After give me several strokes with the cane, she set it aside and pulled the blindfold off of me.  She told me to turn around and I turned to see her bucking on her strap-on.  (I gave luvbunny a post hypnotic suggestion some time ago that whenever she wore her strap-on, she would feel the sensations in her clit, just as if it was her cock.)  I grinned and helped her into the harness, then began rubbing her cock.  She hasn’t quite gotten accustomed to that sensation, and she shied away from my touch, but I kept after her, stroking her cock until she came.  She gave me her best glare, and tole me to kneel and lay across the Fetish Fantasy Inflatable Position Master which she had placed in the middle of the floor.

Once I was in position, she knelt behind me, lined up and pushed her cock into my ass. She went slowly, but once she was buried inside of me, she began to thrust faster.  She leaned forward, holding onto my shoulders and making shallow thrusts with her hips until she came.  Then she lifted herself upright, grabbed my hips, and began making long strokes, working the entire length of her cock in and out of my ass.  She came two more times before slowly pulling out and sitting down to rest.

We cleaned up a bit, and then went upstairs and outside onto the deck in the front of the cottage.  Luvbunny sat on the bench built into the side of the deck, and I stood in front of her.  She leaned in close and took my achingly hard cock into her mouth.  She used her tongue, lips, and even her teeth very lightly and gently, and then harder. She teased me, changing from light touches to hard suction on just the head of my cock.  She used every trick she knew to extend the blow job for several minutes, until she finally grabbed my ass and pushed her head forward, taking all of my cock into her mouth and holding me there until I came.

We both rested for a while, and then cleaned up the toys before heading to see the movie at midnight.  The theater was nearly full, so there wasn’t any opportunity for much to happen during the movie.  We enjoyed the movie, and once it was over, we returned to the cottage, climbed up the two flights of stairs and fell into bed to sleep.

Dragon Mage

Does the sound of the scene below make the blood rush to your groin? It was written by Paige Tyler, an erotic romance writer who specializes in spanking stories.

She had chosen to wear the pencil slim skirt because of the way it showed off her curves, but she hadn’t realized just how sexy it was until she heard her boyfriend’s indrawn breath as the material pulled tight across her upturned ass. She couldn’t help but tense a little as she felt Nik’s hand settle firmly on the small of her back. Her pulse raced with anticipation as she expected his other hand to come down on her derriere at any moment. But instead, Nik gently ran his hand over her bottom.

Jennifer bit her lip to stifle a moan. Unable to help herself, she pushed back against her boyfriend’s hand, silently begging for more of his wonderful caresses, only to let out a startled, little, “Oh!” of surprise when his hand came down on the seat of her skirt with a resounding smack!

If you are game for a good smacking, read some erotic spanking stories to each other before embarking on the wonderful world of spanking. Are you squirming in your seat, imagining the feel of a wide hand coming down on your bare bum? Spanking can be very sexy. It’s not only for naughty little rug rats. Turn me over your knee, and have your way with me!

Submit to your desire to be a slave to your master when you get spanked. Or enjoy the role of dominatrix when you bring your BRAT paddle down on your submissive’s plump bum cheeks. The power differential inherent in spanking is very sexy for both people involved.

The type of implement you use affects how pink or even red your bum cheeks become. Quite often just using your hand isn’t enough, especially with someone who is spanked quite often. If you want to see a cherry pink bum that is warm to the touch, get a light wood paddle like oak, and make sure it’s thin. When you smack down with that paddle, it will sting like the dickens, but the pain is part of the spanking enjoyment. Your bum will also go from white to red immediately. The longer you spank, the longer it takes the red to fade.

For a deeper, more intense red, try heavy wood and leather. Try a belt or a leather strap that goes across both cheeks. It may take a bit longer but the color will be deeper and last a LOT longer. The benefits are that your bum will tingle longer and be more sensitive to subsequent smacks, and that blood also rushes to the pussy and dick, making them feel even more sensitive than usual. Pain and pleasure go together. There’s nothing as good as hot sex after an intense spanking.

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x-post from Mystress Lady Evyl

OMG I went to the best BDSM party last night ever! Well top 3 for sure (not to offend anyone he he). It was a blast. I do not usually write much about parties I attend but I just had too for this one cause I hope someone will be inspired by it and do the same. Guaranteed great evening.

So 2 very good friends of mine, a Master/sub couple, hosted a BDSM Casino with a silent auction night. Let me explain what the evening was like. First off there were 20 guests present and this was a big part of the success: quality handpicked guests, not too big, very intimate and fun. As we arrived we paid our small contribution and receive a folder. The folder was assigned a draw number and included a menu of the items auctioned (BDSM activities offered by the guests) and 1000$ play money for casino games. Non-alcoholic punch and snacks were served as well. We all know a good play night is light on booze. Drinking a bit is fine but do not encourage it either.

After a round of greeting everyone I was off to get my glass of punch and take a look at the auctions offered. The bidding was to be done by 11pm on papers put into a secret box. I placed 3 offers and at the same time wondered if anyone would be interest in taking my 2 offered auctions. The anxiety of winning was building quick, everyone was trying to pry info on just how much they bid on what…no one knew what a good bid was and no one wanted to share too much info. It was funny. So to pass the time until the winners were announced we all partook in the casino games offered. There was a black jack table, poker, a slot machine game and a roulette table. Now having been lucky and having one quite a bit of fake money at the roulettes I was pretty confident of winning the high bets I placed on 2 or the 3 auctions I wanted.

Oh yes almost forgot. The sub of the house was also the shooter girl, with a twist. It cost 50$ fake money to get a shooter tube with a paper inside. You could win money, lose money, not get anything at all, win a prize or win a little spanking of the shooter girl.

The box of bids left the room and we all were impatient for the results to come. The games were closed and we all gathered in the living room. The results of auctions were publicly announce and paid out. Auctions were randomly picked out of a bag and the winners announced. If you won you got up and paid off. If you did not have enough money…ah well tough you lost and it went to the next highest bidder. We all cheered and applauded the various winners. And my 2 auctions were won too. I had offered a cell popping and restrictive bondage session. I also won 2 of my 3 bids: a breast worship session with a breast fetishist and the subby of the house at my disposal while blindfolded and cuffed to the bed…a private session to my liking behind closed doors!!! Let me mention she had was NOT told who the winner was…it was to remain anonymous to her. After all the auctions were announced the draw for prizes was next. And I won one…I’ll describe it a bit lower in this posting. But some of the other prizes included a sensation kit, a vibrator, a massager, a cock ring, a champagne bottle, and funny enough a mouse pad with a school room scene of girls getting ready to be spanked…which was won by a teacher ha ha.

Now before we all ran down to the dungeon space to play our winnings we all wanted to witness one auction. A guest there is a supplier for beautiful metal butt plug with gems on the end. The winner had to accept the prize WITH installation in public. Quite a spectacle it was. A side anecdote the Master always has his sub where one. The one she had on that night had a watch installed on the end. Whenever he asked the time she had to bend over and lift her skirt up to read the time.

Once that was done we all immediately went off to play. It was really fun all playing our winnings and the time flew by so fast. My bondage session was so much fun as the sub winner is a big fan of being restricted. I started his scene next to his Mistress who had won a 20 back massage. She kept laughing as she watched while being massaged. Her sub was a pleasure to tie up to as he was so reactive to his restriction. Once really tied well into a tight ball I proceeded to ‘torture’ him with spanks, a pin wheel, a feather, a small flogger. When his Mistress was done with her massage she asked to join in and her sub was in heaven with the both of us torturing him. Boy did I go into Dom space fast there. Next was my breast worship. Being a Mistress I did want it to be a bit more discreet so we went off somewhere quiet. And I won’t say too much but is was a very sensual experience. Next I did my cell popping offer while the winning sub was tied in his other won auction. His Mistress chose my BDSM emblem design and sat in front of him during the cell popping. The Master who tied him up also spent most of the time next to me watching my work. When I do cell popping in public it usually attracts quite a lot of curious onlookers.

Let’s see let me tell you some of the other won auctions: there was a mummification, tickling session, a fuck machine session, many spankings, floggings, massages and foot worships..to name a few. You could smell the adrenaline flowing. But now was time for my private session. I advised the Master I was ready and he escorted his sub out to prepare her. Now he and his sub have a bit of a history together. We are very good friends and he was so happy I won, if not a bit relieved too lol. We have played all three together in the past. They do a lot of medical play and they have initiated me to it. So he got me a little medical kit ready, including a strap-on. He had mentioned in the past how he wanted to get his sub to be taken by a woman with a strap-on. I have never taken a woman before but was curious. Now was the perfect opportunity. Just to bad for him he was not allowed to watch. His subby was very nervous about this auction but it did not take very ling for her to realize it was me. As suspected she knew my touch was not a male touch and she later said she recognized my smell. Also apparently my hair brushed her body. But what really confirmed it was when I snapped on some rubber gloves. Having played with them I knew she gets off on it….I was about the only person who knew this fact to. At that point the faintest smile appeared on her lips and I knew she had figured it out Lady Evyl was the winner. Actually I was happy about this because I know she trusts me and would relax. But still we played our part and not a word was said during the play session. We had a nice little medical scene and I took her with the strap-on. Again, first for me with a woman. I know now for sure I am not bi but in a Domme role it was a lot of fun. And apparently it turns out I am pretty good at it. Once the session done I removed her wrist ties and removed her blindfold and we both started laughing. We stayed on bed a while chatting about it all and laughed. Once we rejoined the group I knew her Master was nearby dying of curiosity about how it went. He was thrilled to hear how great it went…and also again relieved.

By that time all plays had been done and it was already about 5h30 am. People left, said their goodbyes and unanimously congratulated our hosts on an amazing evening. I will not forget this party any time soon.

Now on to that gift I won. Turns out when they prepared this prize they thought of me and the coincidence that I did win it was destiny. It was a small started medical play kit. The whole time the prizes were given out I kept looking at it hoping so much I would get a chance to snatch it. When they drew my number out of the bag I was up at the table in an instant without hesitation as to my choice…the coveted medical kit. Here is what was included in the basket:

- a ‘prescription pad’ and pen
- 6 tongue depressors
- a large syringe
- a pee cup
- 4 clothes pins
- 4 pair of medical gloves
- 2 disposable speculums
- 8 various size medical sponges
- 14 alcohol swabs
- 4 assorted band-aids

Wow, what a prize! What an evening. What a party! Thank you.

Mystres Lady Evyl

I get wet just thinking about those orange aprons….no really its all about store.  Aisle after aisle of delicious merchandise that peaks the imagination.

Ropes in all different thicknesses and textures.  From the itchy scratchy twine, to the softer cotton laundry line, or the smooth plastic coated laundry line that stings when it strikes your flesh.  The plastic rope that frays and irritates sensitive skin and that oh so fun to play with bungy cord.

Then there are the aisles with all different types of hooks to sink into the wall and floor in various places around the house to shackle your slave to.  The carabiners that make it easier to bind and release your chained property.  Oh and speaking of chain….all different strengths and designs, I get goose bumps just thinking about it.

Duct tape, paint brushes (the really soft ones can tickle the flesh and make a great paddle), the pipes that can be used to create frames and cages, the possibilities are endless.

Wander through a Home Depot on a Saturday and what do you see? A bunch of drones bent on home improvement.  Most people just wander through the store clueless, they don’t see the potential toys at every turn, the clothes pins and various other clamps that can be used to truly improve their home and spice up their life.

Oh occasionally you see the couple who whisper and nudge each other as they walk by the ropes and get embarrassed when they notice me watching. That’s when I usually wander over and tell them which is my favorite and then quickly disappear as they are left standing there shocked but intrigued.

If you wait long enough you will probably see that same couple standing in the check out line, looking over their shoulder, and if they see you again one will inevitably blush, while the other gets a wicked grin.  Thats when you can pat yourself on the back because you know you’ve succeeded in bringing someone else over to the kink side.

X posted from No Limits

“When you are finished with work, you will come in here, get on your hands and knees, get the Hitachi, and hold it on your cunt, and I will flog you until your back is a bright red.”

Umm…okay…no need to twist my arm on that one. i am a secret flogger lover. It’s been a long time since Sir has used the flogger on me, so just the thought of it was enough for me to say ‘fuck the rest of the work day, let’s get started now.’ i only had an hour left of work, and it was pretty non eventful, so i knew that i wouldn’t be missed.

i got in bed, assumed the position that He ordered me into, Hitachi in hand, and waited to feel the first flog? Whip? Lash? He started out nice and easy, and ordered me to let Him know when i needed more. i don’t recall ever saying the words that i needed more, but Sir knows His slave very well, and i could feel Him steadily ramping it up, harder and harder, until the sting was biting, and i felt like each of the leather strands of the flogger were leaving harsh indentions on the skin on my back…but coupled with the Hitachi, the position that i was in, and the occasional sneaky peek that i would take to see my Owner’s delicious cock right in front of me less than a foot away from my mouth, but i was unable to reach it, to taste it, to suck it…well that just sent all of these different sensations, emotions, stimulations surging through my needy body.

i came…i came hard, and as i came, He intensified the flogger on my back…the slapping of the leather loud, the sting of the strands harsh…but it felt so good. He took the Hitachi out of my hands, leaned me back on the bed, and told me to rest. After about 30 seconds, His nympho slave was begging for more. He asked me if i wanted it on my tits, and although i was nervous about having my piercings flogged, as they are SOOOO sensitive, i remember how it has felt in the past to have my tits flogged, and frankly, it’s one of my favorite things, so i was all over that.

He put me on my back, gave me the Hitachi again, and again, ordered me to let Him know when i needed more. This time, i did tell Him, and He went back and forth, flogging my tits and my thighs, and back up to my tits. my tits are still bruised from the tit beating from last week, and He had carved His initials into my right tit earlier this day as well, so they were quite sensitive before the flogging…but at that point, i just needed more. i begged for more…i begged for it harder, and when i came, i came so hard my entire body shuddered…the entire time, feeling the bite of the flogger against my bruised tits.

i was exhausted…literally drained, and so incredibly satisfied. Sir told me i could look forward to more of that in my future.

There will be no hesitation from me on the ‘begging for more’ rule.

Thank You Sir.