A new found kink

After so many years being married it’s inevitable that the passion dies down, and it could be hard to rekindle that flame you’ve once had years ago.. It is funny how sometimes it takes a shocking experience to make a couple do a complete 180.. Earlier today I was thinking about a friend I use to chat and share pictures with online. He was in a Very vanilla marriage, and they were on the verge of a nasty divorce. They haven’t had sex in over seven years, and rarely talked to each other.. His wife noticed that he’d been online more than usual, so she decided to spy on him. She saw the pix I’ve sent him, and the conversations we’ve had over the weeks. Boy was she upset!. But instead of  lashing out at me, she took into consideration what her husband wanted. She went to the local toystore, and purchased all kinds of  fun toys and outfits to keep him amused and aroused.. She got her hubby back, and her hubby got what he was looking for online at home, awesome. We don’t chat much anymore (which is a good thing), but he did send me a hot video of them playing!.. It is a shame it took me being my ol slutty self to fix their marriage, but I am very happy for them.. Sometimes we all need a good kick in the pants to change our point view on certain things, no marriage is perfect and to keep the flame lit sometimes we have  to go to extreme measures.. After wondering how they were holding up, my mind began to wander. Yet another fantansy was born, and I couldn’t wait one more second to share it so here goes..

I am in my mid 40’s in this fantasy, and in a mind-numbingly vanilla marriage with a well astablished farmer. We have a big beautiful house on a big productive farm. Our kids are all grown up and we have the house to ourselve, but too bad nothing interesting ever happens. just the same old routine Every Fucking Day!.. Hubby is a very old fashion guy, so our household is as if  its been frozen in the 1950’s. I am a well put together wife, I cook, clean, and only wear heels, stockings, and pretty dresses. Hubby works all day and night on the farm, he comes in at 9pm for his favorite glass of wine, a drawn hot bath, then it’s off to bed for us. No excitement in the bedroom at all. infact, all hope of me even getting a dry hump from hubby is out the window. oh wait! we do get a little excitement at night, when those rodeo teens sneak on the farm and let the pigs out. We hate those little bastards, well, we use to hate them, We couldn’t be more grateful for them, after that one night in the barn..

Hubby had gone on a road trip to pick up a horse he’d purchased from a fellow farmer. He was going deep down south, and I wasn’t expecting him back for a few days.. I had nothing planned, just the same old routine. cook, clean, bathe, and bed.. I had been sleep for about 3hrs, before I was awaken by the pigs squeeling “those damn teens”.. I jumped out of  bed and rushed outside in my long- white cotton night gown (wasn’t a great idea being as though it was raining out). I was right, those damn teens are fucking with the pigs at two in the morning *sigh*. I see five of them laughing and high fiving each other, the pigs running wild. I run back in the house, and grab the first thing I see (hubbies riding crop). I run back out and yell (That’s it! you little bastards are going to get those pigs back in the pen, NOW). They stopped laughing once they turned around, and saw me standing there holding a crop in one hand and covering my breast with the other. the rain had made my cotton gown cling to my skin, and my cold- hardened nipples were Very visible. Their eye’s almost popped out of their heads, as they walked slowly towards me. I panic and back into the wall, clutching hubbies crop “just go!”..

There they were in front of me. One teen hit the wall with both hands, trapping me between him and the cold wet wall. He touches my nose with his (I don’t know if that is rage or pure lust I see in his eye’s), he says “You get in the pen, bitch”. His friends crowds closer around me “YEA YOU GET IN THE PEN!”. my heart is pounding, I’m shaking all over, and rain mixed with tears are streaming down my face. I feel hands groping me, aggressively grabbing my tits, pulling up my gown, trying to finger my cunt through my lace panties.. At this point I don’t know which hand belonged to who! I scream “stop it! please go!”. They laughed.. one grabs a fist full of my hair and drags me to the pig pen, as his friends follow behind chairing him on “yea throw that bitch in the pen!”. He shoves me down in the pen. I look up at them with a pitiful look on my face hoping they’d feel sorry for me and leave, but that just added fuel to the fire! they found it amusing “HAHAHA! look at the dirty little piggy!”. My hair and gown covered in mud and most likely pig feces “UGH! leave me the Fuck ALONE”. I try to get back on my feet, but they force me back down in the mud on my hands and knee’s. I don’t remember seeing them remove their pants, but now I am on my knee’s clutching hubby’s crop swatting their rock hard cocks out of my face.. both rain and precum dripping from them.. I thought to myself  “wait, should I be fighting them off??” but I remembered, hubby would kill us all!.. One gets frustrated and snatches the crop from me, he slaps me across the face with it “Bad piggy!”. They dove in the mud with me, ripped off my muddy gown, and this time I felt more than just hands groping me!..

There they are all muddy and naked, and I am down to my dirty panties struggling to get these horny teens off of me.. One grabs my neck from behind, and shoved my face in the mud “Keep still piggy, we’re gonna mak you squeel” not a second after he said that my panties were ripped off! they were sniffing and licking my private like fucking animals, one even bit my cunt.. I was pulled up to my knee’s, face shoved in the mud again, I felt a hard cock enter me and I let out a scream mixed with a moan. “that’s right squeel for us pig!” he thrashed his cock harder and harder in me, pulling my head back by my hair “open your mouth bitch” I open wide. His friends fought like hungry lions on a carcass trying to get their cocks in my mouth, one wins and the others watch and chaired their friends on while placing their cocks in my hands “jerk it piggy!”. At this point I’m sucking, stroking, and getting my cunt ravished! This was the best fucking feeling ever! now I am screaming ” YES! fuck me harder boys! OINK OINK” mouth and cunt being taken turns on, pussy exhausted from having one orgasm after another! I’ve never felt this level of pleasure before.

I say fuck it and start telling them what to do. I’m on my hands and knee’s riding one, I’m gagging on a cock, two sucking and biting my stiff nipples, and the other ripping into my virgin asshole. oh the pleasure! I feel liberated! used! voilated! WANTED! I fucking loved every second of it! I must have passed out at some point, because I wake up with the pigs over me licking mud and cum off of my body.. I had to grab the fence to get myself up. My legs feel like jello. I have dried cum on my face, and cum mixed with a little blood leaking down my thighs from my cunt and ass. I drew a hot bath and got in with a big grin on my face, I could not stop thinking about it.. I craved more, they’ve created a monster now!.. I got back to my regular routine until night fell. I knew the boys would be back, so I put on one of the sexy nighties I haven’t worn in years and sat out in the barn.. soon enough there they were with a few more of their little friends from school. They saw the barn light on beside the house, and peaked in to see me sitting there in a black see-through nightie legs spread exposing my still swollen cunt. “bring it you little bastards, you had better fuck me good” they rushed towards me..

I wasn’t expecting hubby home so soon, but there was his truck pulling up in the drive way.. He saw that the barn light was on, and thought I was just doing some cleaning. As he walked towards the barn to let me know he was back, he heard the teens yelling.. He thought they were up to no good, so he grabbed his riffle.. He creeped up, cracked the door open, and peaked in to see his wife’s legs straight in the air with a bunch of  boys crowded around her. He dropped his gun in shock, but he couldn’t look away.. He goes in and hides behind a bundles of  hay to get a closer look. He see’s his beloved wife having all of her holes fulled and came in by all Eight boys! they’re taking turns on each hole, spinning her in all types of positions.. He watched her eye’s water while the teens slammed their cocks down her throat, her ass jiggle with every thrus in her pussy and ass.. He was lost for words! after all these years he couldn’t believe his wife could be such a slut, His cock twitches..

He’s confused, he don’t know if I was being raped or not, with my mouth being occupied I can’t scream for help.. Was he afraid to break it up, or did he just enjoy the site? His cock throbbed everytime he heard me gag and the boys call me old sluts and dirty whores, he enjoyed watching his wife being raped by all of those young hard cocks. He starts stroking and whispers “yea take it slut” Mmmm the teens are all done with me now! they’ve cum in and on me  multiple times, and is exhausted. I’m begging them to come back and keep fucking me, but they’re done for the night. Hubby see’s how desperate I am for cock, and realizes how much he had deprived me over the years.. The teen’s get dressed and leave, without even a thank you or good night. I lie there covered in cum, with hay in my hair. Hubby comes from behind the hay, and I jump up then fall to my knee’s (I am weak from hours of  being raped). Hubby kisses me, and apologizes for depriving me for so long. He tells me how beautiful I looked as I was pleasuring all the boys.. He then laid me down, and proceeded to lick me clean leaving not one drop of cum on or in me. He carried me back to the house, where he drew a hot bath for me and washed me up.. I’d never been so pampered by him.. He told me from that day forward, he will give me all the cock I wanted. And sure enough he did..

Once again we found ourselves having a routine. Every night after dinner and before bed, he had atleast ten young men or teens waiting for me in the barn.. He would wash me up, dress me in the sluttiest outfits, and write “please fuck my wife” over my cunt which he had freshly shaved.. There was nothing more rewarding to him than to watch his wife be used over and over again, he felt I only deserved young cock since I’ve been deprived so many years, he wasn’t worthy. The more men the bigger the clean up, and he loved every drop of it. We lived happily ever after, and we are forever grateful for those rodeo teens for saving our marriage. Hubby show his appreciation every night by allowing them to use me, and they show their appreciation by inviting new friends to play. 🙂

kink in the city

My birthday was three weeks ago, and I decided to spend that night in The Big Apple.. I have been wanting to go back up there for a while now, so when my fav twitter kink buddy suggested I come up for some bday fun with him I was so ready.. Of course I had to tell one of my other close twitter friends, the lovely @MistressTatyana.. I actually got to spend the evening with Her before I met up with my friend, and we had a wonderful time!.. We pigged out, had drinks, and got to know more about each other personally. I’m very happy She came out for my bday, She’s been such a good friend to me over the last year.. Ma’am and I ended up going back to the room to wait for my friend to come.

 This guy is such a sweetheart and very kinky.  We have been talking on and off twitter for almost a year now, and we have soooo much in common as far as our kinky side.. you wouldn’t think this guy is so freaky from his tweets, but boy is he ever!… He’s like the male version of me, but smarter and a little more nasty.. He’s the kinkiest black person I’ve met thus far, and he don’t feel as though he have to parade his lifestyle on twitter to prove how nasty he could be like.. I know a real kinkster when I see one, and this amazing man is most definitely that.. I don’t just go around meeting people from twitter for fun, but I couldn’t miss this opportunity.. plus I consider him much more than just a playmate, he’s a genuine friend <3. I was kind of nervous to meet him, but I knew that he would take good care of me up there.. He gave me the cutest stuffed animal when we met up in front of the hotel I was staying in, I decided to call him “Blackie”… I gave him a big hug and we went up to the room, Ma’am was still there, so we all talked and had a few more drinks before She said goodnight and headed home.. So! there we were alone.. I asked if  he still wanted to go out and party, but from the look on his face I could tell he was ready to have some long overdue kinky fun, so we stayed in..

We’ve had enough small talk while Ma’am was there, so I didn’t know what to say.. I think we were both alittle nervous, but I was the one who couldn’t stop fucking giggling!.. FUCK! I wanted to stop but I was drunk and stoned, plus I knew what he was wearing under his clothes.. He told me he’d be wearing his body stockings when he come to see me, and I saw them when he took off his shoe’s.. It was so surreal to me at the time, I told him “lets just sit down and collect ourselves for a minute” (knowing I was the one who really needed to calm down).. He’s sitting there, probably thinking all kinds of nasty things, and I’m still sitting there fucking giggling every five minutes.. I was hoping I wasn’t blowing his buzz, but he seemed ok with it.. FINALLY after a few more shots, I got the giggling under control and worked up the courage to ask to see his body stockings.. He looked amazing in them, made me want to rape his ass. Thats when the fun began..

He’s not a sub or S/switch but I brought my collar and lead, plus I knew he had a bag with toys for us… I didn’t know where to start, but I knew he didn’t want to seem pushy so I would have to get things started. I was hoping he said yes when I asked if he wanted to try on my collar and lead. He said “ok” (one of his favorite answers that night).. He got on his hands and knee’s on the bed, and I placed the collar on his neck from behind. My cunt rubbing against his ass made my mouth water.. So there he was in his body stockings and collar, that was a beautiful site to see.. I felt like I was in some kind of kinky porno, It felt weird in a good way.. I have never been one to enjoy plain foreplay and sex, and it amazed me that I was finally at a point in my life where I had a partner who I can be my kinky self around, so liberating.. I then lead him to his bag of tricks and he crawled back to the bed and opened it up.. He had this cool ponytail plug, which also could be used as a whipping tool  (the tail was made of  rubber thin shingles), and a strap on, and some other cool stuff I probably forgot about.. I was was anxious to see how that thick white cock looked on me, and I’m sure he was as well..

It was crazy looking down at myself seeing a white cock right there lol, but it felt great on my cunt.. the base pressed very tightly against my pierced clit, and the straps kept slipping between my slit Mmm felt good to snap them on me cunt, giving myself a nice sting down there.. I went to the window, and opened the curtians for everyone to see this chick with her thigh highs and white cock jacking off, with a man behind her on the bed in his black body stockings, waiting to have his ass fucked repeatedly.. After I put on a little show for NY, It was time to go in.. He once again got on his hands and knees on the bed, but this time it wasn’t my cunt rubbing against his ass. I gave his ass a few licks before I grabbed the lube , fingered it a bit, and inserted my white cock in his ass.. I enjoyed being the one in control, on my knees behind him fucking his ass, listening to him moan with pleasure and possibly a little pain. I closed my eyes and listened to his deep breaths and moaning, as I enjoyed the taste and smell of his sweet ass on my lips and face.. feeling the strap on pressing hard and rubbing on my cunt with each stroke, it was euphoric.. I pulled out after a while for a break. And as soon as I did, that dirty slut began sucking my cock! god he’s so fucking nasty!..

We relaxed a bit, I finished drinking, and we watched some BDSM porn.. it got quiet for a little while before he told me to let him know when I have to pee, I said “ok, and you tell me when you have to go”. He had to go at the moment so we made our way to the bathroom, and I stood behind him and held his cock while he pissed.. I couldn’t help but to put my fingers in the way and feel his warm piss, I sucked my finger and had a taste and stuck the other one in his mouth.. We couldn’t get enough now, he sat on the toilet, I put my foot on the sink, and he latched on to my cunt.. Waiting to taste my pee took a while, but it eventually came out and he didn’t waste one drop either. It felt so good feeling him suck and swallow as I pissed in his mouth.. we went back and forth to the bathroom I pissed in his mouth a few more times, and I kneeled in the shower as he pissed on me and in my mouth.. I drank like it was ice tea coming from a fountain on a blistering hot day! I slurped and gulped, letting some trickle down my chin, tits, and cunt.. After our piss session I asked should I shower, he said “no” he wanted his slut pissy *giggle*..

We returned back to the bed, where I fucked his ass again. He had such I nice size cock (legnth and width), I sucked it for a while as he watched his porn and enjoyed my tongue ring and throat.. I did not swallow, because I knew what he liked.. I got up with a glossy face and a mouth full of his gooey goodness, he looked at me and opened wide. I was happy to give him back what was rightfully his, but he didn’t know I saved a bit for myself  hehe.. I used my bullet and he sucked and rubbed my pussy as it vibrated on my ring, that felt fucking amazing!.. After I sucked down a cold burrito from chipotle, I went to sleep all pissy and happy and he did too..

The next morning he fucked the hangover out of me, so it was only right that I had a few more shots before a shower and breakfast.. He spent the morning with me, I had on my little black dress, garter belt showing, of course no panties,and a short jacket. It was very windy that day, and my dress kept rising up under my jacket so alot of  Newyorkers got to see my ass. The ones that I flashed on purpose saw my cunt.. We went to time square, some toystores, ate and had some drinks.. Besides my cunt and ass being on display most of the time, it was vanilla.  Eventually it was time for me to go home, so he kissed me goodbye and saw me off..

That was one of the best nights of my life! I got to meet my two close twitter friends, and I had one of the kinkiest nights Yet.. Although our night was full of piss, cum, and anal fun, oh! and I forgot to mention the spankings! We held back a little, and was kind of cautious about going over board with each other.. But the next time we meet (and it will be Very soon) we’re gonna turn Newyork city upside down! I chat with him everyday and we are constantly thinking of what we should’ve done, this time I am going to spend more than just a night there.. I’m so happy that I have someone who I can be me around, and not worry about him passing  judgement.. Like I said before, he is not only my playmate but my friend… We’re like two sick pervs in a twisted pod.. We’ll keep you guys posted on our adventures to come, as we evolve into one big cucky, subbie puddle of piss mixed with cum ;).

Daddys love

Daddy and I talked about age play not long ago.. I asked Him how He felt about it, and  if would He like to try it with me.. He didn’t mind infact, the thought of it made His cock hard.. He asked me what age would I like to be, and that’s when I got alittle nervous… I thought to myself  “will He think I am sick If I say 5?”… I was afraid to tell Him, I told Him I don’t know and asked Him to pick an age. He said around 15 *yawn* fifteen year olds get fucked every day these days..thought to myself again “is He saying fifteen because He don’t want to seem like a sicko as well?”..  I told Him about a fantasy I have been Having lately, and He told me it was incest play as well as age play. I felt weird, but I can’t help what makes my cunt throb and my juices flow… I have grown to be quite the deviant little girl, and I will not hold my feelings in any longer.. this fantasy has  been in my head for weeks now.. It is time to get it out, and share it with my fellow kinksters..

I wake up in the middle of the night, and notice that I am lying in a big wet spot.. I have pee’d the bed again, and everything is all cold and wet, oh boy… Mommy will yell at me again, If I wake her this time of the night for the third time in two days.. I tip-toe to Daddys side of the bed, and watch Him in His slumber for a few minutes before I wake Him. I lightly poke His shoulder and whispers “Daddy?” He answers in a slightly frustrated voice “what is it, little girl?”.. He opens His eyes and see His little girl standing there, the moonlight glistening off of my glassy eyes.. “I’m all wet” I show Daddy my cotton blue’s clue’s night gown, and my sponge bob panties.. “*sigh* lets get You  cleaned up”…

Daddy walks me back to my room and places fresh, dry linin on my bed.. He watches as I take off my wet night gown, and something comes over him.. He continues watching me as I remove my wet panties, His cock throbs.. He had never had these feelings towards me before, but He is not going to fight them.. Daddy walks towards me, looking quite hungry and a little scary. I had never seen that look on Daddys face before, what is that?… He picked me up, held me tight as He stroked my soft naked back and bottom, and softly whipered to me in a very sensual way, His lips slightly touching my ear “its ok, honey Daddy’s  gonna get You all cleaned up in His own special way”.. He firmly grabs the back of my neck and kiss my cheek moaning passionately, but quietly. making sure He doesn’t wake mommy.. I feel something move on my foot as He held me in His arms my feet dangled..

He gently places me on my back on the bed, looks passionately into my eyes towering over me and says “Daddy loves you”.. He kneels in front of me leans over and kiss my lips, and sensually strokes my softy skin. He proceeds to kiss down my chest and stomach.. spreads my legs and tells me to stay just like that.. He goes down, I feel Him kissing and licking my special place, He’s cleaning me.. I feel tingly down there, never felt that before.. I liked it alot… I squirm my hips as Daddy holds my little tosh in the palm of His hands, licking His little girl clean.. I feel the vibration as He moans, and His mustache and beard tickles me a little. I begin to giggle.. Daddy looks up at me “shhhh, we don’t want to wake mommy”.. He gets up, looks out into the hall, and closes my room door… He gives me that weird look again, as He slowly walks back towards me. I notice something poking through His lose pj pants… I sit up on the side of my bed giggles “whats that, Daddy?” He stands in front of me, my face perfectly lined up with Daddys thing in His pants “that’s Daddys love stick, let me show you”..

He pulls it through the slit in His pants, and says “see? touch it”.. He grabs my hand and places it on His hard throbbing “love stick” and tells me “if you touch it right, the love comes out for you” He wraps my little hand around it, and shows me how to squeeze it back and forth.. “I want to see Your love, Daddy” *big smile*.. Daddys in ecstacy, eyes closed, stroking my hair, quietly moaning “thats my good girl”… He takes my hand off, and looks down at me.. “taste Daddys love stick, open your mouth” I open as wide as my little mouth can go.. Daddy gently stroking His “love stick” with my mouth, back and forth back and forth.. I feel throbbing, and taste Daddys love a little.. He growls a little, grabs the back of my head and pumps harder! I choke! Daddy quickly takes it out and covers my mouth, prelove dripping from His stiff stick.. “lets try another way to bring out Daddys love”…

Daddy places me on my back again grabs my wet spongebob panties, and places them in my mouth ” if you wake up mommy, Daddy won’t let His love come out”.. I bite down on the panties, watching Daddy stroke His “love stick” with one hand and touching my special place with the other.. I begin to tingle again “you like that, little girl?” I nod… I then feel Daddys finger enter me, I jump.. Daddy grabs me closer, and continue fingering me.. He felt my hyman break, which made Him want to explode! but not yet.. He pulls out His finger and looks up to see the expression on my face.. I look down at Daddy and quietly giggle, “shhh, Daddy” I playfully whisper.. He raises up on His knees, places His love stick on my special place, rubbing back and forth between my lips smearing His prelove all over it.. He grabs my legs and goes faster and faster… Daddy lets out a big moan, and out comes His warm love all over me on my chest, stomach, some even made it to my face..

Daddy looks at me with a relaxed look on His face, as He rubs His love into my soft skin.. I spit out my panties and say “ewwww yucky love”.. Daddy looks and smiles at me “you will learn to like it”… He puts two fingers in my mouth “taste Daddys love” I look at Daddy as I suck His fingers.. was kinda salty but not bad.. Daddy goes in the bathroom, and get a warm cloth to wipe His love off of me.. He sensually wipes me off, and tells me that it’s our little secret.. “mommy will be really sad if she knew Daddy was giving all His love to you” ” I won’t tell mommy, Daddy”. I like secrets, and knowing that Daddy loved me so much that He would wash me in His love made me feel soooo special!… He placed a new pair of panties and a dry night gown on me, tucked me in, and kissed me on my forehead “remember, don’t tell mommy about our secret” “Daddy loves you” *winks*..

Now, that fantasy could be portrayed as something a pedophile would think of.. Thats not me. I am a young adult who simply have a new found passion for age play.. If it is between two consenting adults, there is nothing wrong with that. It is roleplay nothing more… life is too short to worry about what others think of you, and who will be offended. It is liberating to express your sexuality, and explore new and exciting things.. open You minds and explore whatever you may be curious about, and don’t look back.. maybe I should take my own advice, and tell Daddy the real age I would like to be.. wish me luck! 🙂

BDSM twitter community tweject

Twitter is where I decided to explore BDSM, which was a good idea because I have learned alot there.. although I don’t completely rely on twitter to learn more, I enjoy sharing stories and learning new ideas from like minded people..

I met an amazing Dom who has taught me most of what I know, and what I loved most about Him was that He actually trained me instead of using me for His own pleasure. Very informative when I asked questions, or when He felt I needed to be corrected and educated of something in particular.. He is a very intelligent and Deviant Man, the true essence of a pansexual (but He’s not one for labels).. I became very drawn to Him and desperate to please Him daily, but He rarely indulged my needs, keeping His true goal in mind (to teach me and help me find an owner)… I loved it.. 

As I continued to learn from Him, I became curious to meet more people who are as passionate about the life style as me.. I followed certain people, certain people followed me, and the fun started.. I saw how couples and singles lived daily in the lifestyle, and different fetishes they had.. Talked personally with different Doms (some more competent than others), and learned different ways to practice whatever fetish I may have been curious about at the time. From some Doms I have learned a bit more about how to improve as a submissive. Those were the competent Doms, who taught me more than just taking pics of me doing dirty things.. Met more people in the lifestyle, and people who were interested in it. Made close friends too, But I realized some where not as friendly as they lead on..

As a new sub, who is very enquisitive I enjoyed searching for new things to learn about BDSM.. How to be a good sub, what to expect from a good Dom, fetishes, customs etc.. there was one story I read that I felt I wanted to share with my twitter friends, but it seem to have bothered a fellow sub. She had way more experience than me, and thought she should make me aware that she did not agree with my tweets.. The way she went about that was rude and demanding, It surprised me being as though all the life style people I knew from there would usually correct and educate me. Although she did not know I was new to this, I felt that she still shouldn’t have approached me in such a manner.. Naturally I got offended and made sure I let her know how I felt about her comment. I shouldn’t have entertained her catty behavior anyway, because it took me out of my friendly character and made me look very immature.. Her friend jumped in and I shared my thoughts with her as well.. Of course some people saw it, and did not appreciate that at all.

A Dom who I adored and looked up to at the time jumped in, and told me how He felt about my behavior towards His friends. He proceeded to insult me and tell me how wrong I was, not egknowledging that I was not the one who started it, and wasn’t the only one who was being rude.. It hurt to know that I displeased Him, but it hurt more to have Him come down on me as if I were the only one being a bitch.. I did not want to lose Him as a friend, so I proceeded to apologize every hour to the two subs, as I  was commanded to do by the angry Dom.. After a while I thought to myself, why am I the only one apologizing? Was I not on my own timeline tweeting when I was lashed out at?..  I did nothing to be insulted and belittled by someone I don’t even know or was not following.. I then abandoned my task, and let Him know how I felt.. He unfollowed me, and eventually blocked me.. I’ve tried several times to apologize to Him about the mishap, but I quickly came to my senses when He decided to humiliate me by making me seem like a “stalker”.. I am a 26 year old beautiful young  submissive woman with a great personality, there is no reason I have to stalk a man or anyone else who comes a dime a dozen for me.. let alone someone who is not writing my checks or feeding my son.. I gave up and took it as a lesson learned, I am not one to hold grudges or stress over petty things..

I noticed not long after people we both followed, unfollowed me or did not tweet or talk to me on my timeline as much.. I then realized who the genuine people were, the people who have their own minds and stuck around to get to know not only bondage_baby but Dannie.. I appreciate those people, warms my heart to know that we have people out there who does not get caught up in silly things like online arguements and who has been friends longer 0_0.. I thought that this was a community, and we are suppose to help eachother grow, learn, and discover new things, but I come to realize that it is all a popularity contest instead of a community.. If I see something that I feel needs to be corrected or has offended me, I would correct and educate or politely tell that person how I feel.. which ever way that person take it, fine, but my first approach would not be an attack..

I lost faith in most of the BDSM family on twitter, those who are still my friends thank Y/you but for the most part their is envy, betrayal, and gossip among this so called community.. I regret how things played out, it could have been handled in a much more mature way (and not only on my part). But I have learned and grew because of that, and realized that this isn’t the community I should be concerned about in the first place! I have discovered a well-knitted community here locally and has met amazing people so far.. My journey as a sub and woman is a never ending one, I will share my journey and new discoveries with the friends I build relationships with here.. Friends who I can actually touch!..

I was very niave to actually believe that everyone in this community could be so inviting and genuine.. People are people, for the most part a bunch of let downs.. That slipped my mind as I got swept away by BDSM itself, not the people.. My eye’s are open now, I am wiser, and living and learning more about this lifestyle one day at a time.. I love this life style, and the amazing people who lives it with me.. I will focus more on giving and seeing how much I could contribute to the all around BDSM community (beginning locally) instead of pleasing everyone in it.. I am not mad at anyone, or have anything bad to say… Just know that You have missed the oppotunity to know an amazing Woman, sub, and friend… To those who stuck around, thank You very much.. It is a void in those who can not practice and share their kink with their fellow kinksters.. You guys filled it.. Now I am proudly owned by a very natural and competent Dom. He is now filling the void, and every other hole I have *giggle* ;).

rough play

I’ve always had the desire to be slapped and tossed around by a strong man, but could never find a man who I can trust not to take things too far. I got a small taste of it during my last session with Daddy. He gave me firm slaps on my face as He shoved my head up and down His cock by my hair, and boy did I love it!.. I’ve never cum from sucking cock before, but between Daddy’s firm grip on my hair, the name calling, and face slaps I think there was a strong possibility that day! I was pretty close to leaving pool of cum on my carpet, before He decided to reposition me and occupy another holes. I loved everything about it! the name calling, the slaps, and most of all having Daddy’s delectable cock in my face cunt. blissfully enjoying every drip of His sweet precum as it leaked from His cock into my mouth mmmmm…. sorry what was I talking about again?? l went off track for a sec.. Daddy’s cock has that affect on me.

anyway, after the session was over and Daddy was gone, I felt so used, abused, violated, and oh so fucking filthy… Although my holes were fucked, sore, and still leaking His cum, I wanted more!.. felt like a caged bitch in heat for fuck sake! it was not because Daddy hadn’t fucked me well, oh He is fucking awesome in that dept. I just had an immense craving to experience more intense rough play. I want to be slapped harder, degradation, rape play, water works etc. just the thought of Daddy slapping me around before dragging me in the back to fuck His filthy black whore any way He pleases, than cumming and pissing in my fuck holes and all over me makes my cunt twitch so bad it hurts *deep inhale*.. I felt really nervous to mention it to Him, I didn’t want to seem as if I were trying to top from the bottom. eventually I got over it :P.. when I talked with Him this morning, I asked how did He feel about rough/rape play. He told me that He was completely fine with it, but would like to start off slow..of course it would be smart to see how much I could take, than push limits from there. Daddy is very careful not to damage His property too bad, as any Dom should be. so here I am anxious and waiting to be beaten and raped by Daddy, maybe if I piss Him off a bit He’ll have a real reason to beat me… nah that wouldn’t work, Daddy would punish me by Not beating me. He knows I love abuse, and that would just be rewarding my for being disobedient… besides, knowing I’ve displeased Daddy is punishment enough , yea so that would not work out in my favor at all!..

I know Daddy is right about us taking our time with rough play,  and I agree with Him completely. I just can’t shake the intense yearning for Him to punch  and bite my “bubbly ass” repeatedly.. And Daddy is a big guy, I’m  sure he can bruise this beautiful dark skin of mine, easily!.. either way I can’t wait, hopefully my rough play session will be sooner than later. of course I will be blogging about it, DUH!.. and hopefully I could post pics of  Him choking the piss out of me.  we shall see, unil than keep your eyes open for new blog posts..

 quick question:  has any of my fellow subbies experienced rough play? how did you enjoy it and what did it consist of?

sub Dannie

my introduction

hello,

I am a new blogger, and Very excited about it!.. most of you know me from twitter or fetlife,  hopefully I can attract new friends. For those who don’t know about me, I am a 26 year old submissive. I am owned by Sir Frank, and proud of it.. He lives about two hours away, so we see eachother when we can. I am willing to move closer to Him in the future, TPE and all! He makes me that happy, and He uses His black slut everyday to spite the distance…

The sessions W/we’ve had together has been very passionate/intense/orgasmic/sensually painful…. I can go on for hours! Although I’ve ran through my share of  Doms, He is the only one I’ve felt submissive with.. He handles me well, and leaves no leaf unturned when it comes to exploring my limits. our bond gets stronger with every session, but He always leaves me wanting more.. I have been a sub for about two years now, and I am aware that this is only the beginning. I learn more each day, thanks to friends I’ve met online and of  course excessive research (can’t learn everything on twitter).

there is one particular Dom who has stayed in my corner, no matter what stupid things I’ve done.. He taught me alot about the life style, and gave me room to make my own decisions and figure out what I want as a sub.. when I felt that I was ready to find an owner He helped me every step of the way,  He taught me how to distinguish the difference between a real Dom and a mcDom (fake). if it weren’t for Him and a few others, I could’ve gotten myself into serious trouble. W/we don’t talk much now that I am owned, but He never forgets to check in to make sure I am well. Thank You, Sir…

I love every aspect of BDSM, and make it a priority to read and learn more about it everyday… I look forward to meeting local friends to learn from and share ideas with. In the near future I plan on attending local events, and maybe making a name for myself in the community. I believe that we are one big family and should all stick together,  we get enough bullshit from those who don’t understand us. I am eager to share more with everyone, so stay tuned!

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