Questions and thoughts

Here are some random questions that I throw out for feedback. they are probably more suited for submissive women though anyone could answer

1. do you prefer reading fiction or about the facts of someone’s actual D/s relationship

2. what are the best punishments you have received

3. if you were picking your punishments what would you receive

4. what attributes make a good Dominant

5. what attributes make a good submissive

6. would you rather be in chastity or be edged regularly?

7. if you were picking a submissive name for yourself what would it be?

Just a few to ponder, look forward and value your responses

An Inspiration continued

We pick up the story where we left off.. with our little needy submissive having a cunt full with a cucumber, awaiting the next message that would appear in her phone from her Master. The waiting was the most difficult, quietly hoping for a specific instruction but knowing that she had no say or influence over what she would do next. The stress of the rope wrapped tightly around her 38D tits and the clamps just slightly biting her very erect nipples was taking its toll and was a constant reminder of his control. she suspected others were watching on the video stream provided by the camera filming her. In some ways, the humiliation just added to the erotic intensity. would a simple caning from her Master be less difficult, or a spanking with his bare hand, or even being made to call him Sir in public be less humiliating.. all of this was going through her mind as her phone signalled another message.. her heart skipped a beat with anticipation, she peered over ”resume the light brushing of your clit but keep the cucumber inside, and so she resumed very gently, just the slightest touch made her aching clit throb and she was concerned that she would orgasm without permission, a violation like that had seen her pussy locked up in her chastity belt that had been made special for her. She did not want a moment of weakness to result in her cunt being locked up for a month or more as had happened in the past. Her phone buzzed again and she was told to call him and remain on the line silently waiting for his voice to instruct her.. this was different than what had been done in the past. in a minute she could hear him directing to blindfold herself, another humiliation but she couldn’t deny that it added to her heat. she could feel her wetness gathering on her upper thighs.. She knew he would never let her touch herself directly with her fingers, it had been so long and she craved it now because she knew exactly how to touch herself to maximize her satisfaction.. Awaiting his voice, lying still and in the dark with her eyes covered seemed to take even longer.. finally she heard it “you have earned your remote controlled vibrator” she removed the cucumber at his pace and direction and inserted the vibrator, that he would control.. she would now just lie still as he controlled it, she knew she would not hear his voice and she was even forbidden from asking to cum.

Totally naked, with put a blindfold and her silver collar around her neck, she lay waiting, the ultimate toy to his pleasure as he erratically manipulated the vibrator inside of her..increasingly soaking her needy cunt while strangers watched her online, probably imagining doing even naughtier things to her but she was his, and the thrill was that he was doing this to her. The ultimate indignity was that she knew those watching online were posting what he should do and she couldn’t even see. she has become not just his toy but their toy and that soaked her even further.. the pace of the vibrator was becoming faster and she knew she was slowly losing the fight and would be cumming uncontrollably shortly. she hoped he would let her though a part of her, a big part was always so proud when she could stave off the orgasm until he verbally allowed it… it had become too much, she could feel her eyes rolling back in her head as her body shook as she began to release orgasm after orgasm and she could hear his soft voice gentle encouraging and praising her for each earned orgasm… the only thing she missed was his cum being released onto her with each one of her orgasms but she knew she wouldnt have to wait long for that treat.

An Inspiration

It was another day working from home, much like each one over the last 20 months… his mind began to wonder thinking of his wife upstairs.. a short text message and he could hear the quiet disturbed by her activity that had been provoked by the text message. She never knew when she would receive these types of messages but knew she had to be compliant.. Adding to her excitement was that she never knew when the next one would arrive or what the contents would be and thus what she would be expected to do.. So often she had been instructed to go beyond what she thought she would ever do but she knew he would keep her safe and it would end with her being surprised she had reached such levels both of submission and of pleasure.. Time seem to race by as she compliantly adhered to the first text, but once completed time would slow as she impatiently waited for the next one.. Unsure of what it would say or what she would have to do..

I will pause for a moment from the story to tell you I haven’t written in years primarily because I have been lacking the inspiration but I have seen so many great blogs written by people who consistently provide content that I will try again.
While it interests me more to read peoples non-fiction blog which gives insight into their lives and gives me ideas about mine, I will write some non-fiction.. and while I like to see pictures of the bloggers who are writing, I have no pictures, only words..

Now back to the story…

He knew the unpredictable timing of the messages added to her feeling of submission, of having no control. He slowly and methodically typed the message.. reread it, smiled to himself and then pressed “send”. He could hear it arrive on her phone upstairs.. she heard the message and her heart raced as she turned her phone to read it.. He also had a way of knowing what type of assignment she needed at a given moment.. The current type of task she found toughest because it was most humbling. It also in an odd way gave her comfort and reassurance in their relationship and dynamic because these were tasks she would have to do herself until he was ready.. tasks she could not have imagined doing years ago but now seemed appropriate.. he could hear her walking the house collecting what was needed.. He heard the bottle, and the fridge opening, her make up drawer opening and the electric toothbrush being lifted off the counter.. She could feel her dampness under her chastity belt as she laid out all of the tools she would use.. laid out on a towel very methodically, like a surgeons tray.. she lay on her back on the bed and turned on the camera for him to be able to watch her.. her legs spread wide, she waited for his next instruction.. the permission she needed to unlock the chastity belt and begin to play.. it seemed to take forever until her phone vibrated again.. it was him.. she was informed his friends had been given the link to the camera so they would watch too if they were available but of course she had no idea if they would be.. She was permitted to unlock and release her beautifully hair free cunt, ”kitten” was so relieved to be free she actually got wetter.. she was next told to her wrap up her 38D breasts with the cord he had left in her night table and to place the clamps on her ample nipples. He adored her breasts, as did she, and they were often used for his pleasure or she was told to ride topless in the car for other strangers to be able to see and enjoy them..

finally he gave the order to gently to use her large black sharpie to caress kitten’s glistening lips, she didnt need to be reminded that her clit was off limits for now.. she knew that having an orgasm might not even happen.. when he was satisfied with her work with the sharpie.. he gave her one instruction.. she obediently began to write above kitten the words ”Master’s cunt” and above her tits she wrote out in clear letters.. “Masters Jugs”, she didnt like the word jugs which is why he made her write it.. another reminder of his dominance.. next she was permitted the makeup brush.. up and down her lips and in her nipples.. with a two word message, she got even wetter ”good girl” is what it said.. and then he permitted her light strokes with the brush over her swollen clit.. she had to control herself while she did this so as not to explode.. she began to wonder if people were watching stroking themselves excited at what she was doing or if nobody, including her Master was even watching intently…. her cunt was begging for more but she knew she could be permitted to cum in a moment or not today at all.. she couldnt help but wonder when she had given him such control and yet just how much she craved it and how it had brought her to a level of pleasure she never imagined possible when she first masturbated in her teens..

Just as the light brushing was beginning to get her too close to orgasming, she was instructed to stop and instead to ease the big english cucumber she had been told to buy expressly for this reason into kitten, it was so big and filled her entirely.. she didn’t think when she bought it that it would fit in but once again with his encouragement she had managed to amaze herself.. with it resting tightly in her cunt, she was told to rest and wait for her next order but to squeeze the cucumber with her cunt every so often..

part 2 will follow

Demanding demands

She lay in bed just as she had been told to do, perfectly still hands by her side, knees bent and feet flat on the sheets. She wore nothing and not so much as a hand towel covering any part of her body except for the blindfold he had placed on her the night before. It was still in place and made her feel disoriented. The air was slightly warm but aside from that she had no idea what time it was or if he was lying asleep next to her or just observing to see if she was following his instructions or whether he was even in the room. She kept thinking about that old adage that if you lose one of your senses, then the others were heightened. Hers certainly were. She could feel the air on her face, the room still radiated the smell of the beautiful flowers that were resting in the vase on her night table. His last word to her before she fell asleep that she wasn’t allowed to speak until spoken to and she knew to adhere to the terms of his rules. She felt disoriented, vulnerable and unexpectedly excited lying there patiently.  After what seemed like perhaps 20 minutes she heard the sound of him moving in the room. Instinctively she was going to call his name but remembered to stay quiet and wait. She felt him pulling her legs apart, careful to keep her knees bent. This made her feel as though he was inspecting her, as if he was window shopping for something special that would entice him. 

The feeling of silk worked its way up each of her legs, one at a time. Followed by the sensation of leather working its way along the same path. It was making it more difficult to stay still and quiet. She wanted to do something, move a limb, ask a question, see her surroundings, be spoken to, anything that would prompt her to action. 

She could feel her cool sheets working their way along her nipples, she became embarrassed as she felt them harden, knowing this would lead her cunt to moisten. Experience assured her he would pick up on this and use her excitement to satisfy his desire to control the most intimate parts of her body. 

She closed her hands in an effort to stifle her excitement but he told her to keep them open. As she felt a kiss on her forehead, his fingers began an unpredictable dance along her legs until they reached her inner thighs. Doing absolutely nothing while blindfolded was proving more difficult than she ever imagined. 

The quiet of the room was interrupted by the unmistakable sound of her vibrator. She never knew how or when but somehow he had trained in such a way that the mere sound of her toy made her cunt very wet. Prior to him that sensation has been reserved For the feeling of direct stimulation on her cunt. She was shy to sometimes admit the control he had over her cunt, but it also told her on very much. When they had agreed to this dynamic, she had given him ownership over her entire body and he had taken that to heart. 

She could feel the toy vibrating against her leg and eventually into her thigh area, she delicately angled her leg in hopes of guiding the toy closer to her clit and he complied but just for a brief moment. It was long enough for her to enjoy the feeling yet short enough to leave her craving more. 

She was getting very excited and thought she might actually orgasm without even being touched. Controlled by the desires of her cunt, she whispered, begging if he could find it in his heart to run the toy on her clit again for longer. 

He said that she had been told not to talk and proceeded to fill her mouth with her panties to stifle her screams and remind her to stay quiet. 

He gently ran the toy over her clit and watched her body and face react. Her eyes opened wide, almost verbally asking for more. The uncontrolled pull of her limbs on her restraints. She could see his facial expression, the reassuring look and that it was okay for her to experience the feeling of pure ecstasy and that he would look after her cunt. He leaned forward and began to softly lick her clit, she tensed. He had brought her to a point that she seldom visited. She had lost control of her reflexes, driven by her cunt and he sensations he was creating through her body. He continued his licking and it wasn’t long before she was shaking, her eyes opened wide as if asking if she may cum, knowing that really she had no control of when the orgasm would visit her. He slowed his tongue and within seconds she began to feel the orgasm run through her body until it reached clit and then exploded out of her. Her body rocked, she was almost gasping for air as he continued his slow licking through the entire orgasm. She pulled on her restraints to no avail, all part of the physical release of her powerful orgasm. His sensitive could feel her clit throbbing as more and more cum dripped from her. 

She muffled a meek thank you to her Master. He covered her body with a sheet exposing only her head. He ran his fingers through her hair until she feel asleep. It wouldn’t be long before she would be awakened to be run through this demanding procedure again.

A Bed Spread – Part 2

He began to work on each part of her body methodically and deliberately. The clamps insured her nipples were pulled taut. He caresses her large breasts enjoying the sensation of the smooth skin against his fingertips . He then replaced his fingertips with his hardness, rubbing it all over and getting even more excited. Satisfied for now he began to work down her smooth tummy. Running his fingers in circles, gradually getting closer to her moistened cunt. Her legs tied in the air and effectively tied to her nipples were a reminder to stay as still as possible which was become more and more challenging. Her ass remained full and now his fingers were working the inside of her thighs. The closer he moved to her swelling clit the more she tried to subtweet shift to feel even the soft grazing of his finger. She craved the slightest touch, anything that would help satisfy her hungry clit for even a split second. She began to beg to be touched but the gag made her words almost unintelligible.He gently placed his finger on her clit and began to move it circles massaging the edges of her clit. He could feel her cunts response as his finger became more wet with each turn. Despite her best efforts to keep them still, her legs began to shake, pulling on her nipples. It was a discomfort she was prepared to tolerate at this point in exchange for some stimulation of her clit. 

He leaned forward, she became even wetter in anticipation of his mouth. His slow licks over her entire mound drove her crazy. With his fingers he opened her cunt and began to insert her favorite toy, her cherished vibrator. Now both her holes were full, the clamps were firmly on her precious nipples and the gag was secured in her mouth. Her vulnerable state excited her, she knew her master was pleased. He turned on the vibrator and began to take pictures of her which turned her on even further. With her mouth compromised she pleaded for an orgasm which he refused. She knew the consequences of cumming without his approval. He put the camera down and moved forward resuming his work with his tongue. She was losing control of herself and despite her best efforts she knew an orgasm was close at hand. She begged again but once again he refused. She could feel her wetness dripping out of her cunt. Her eyes wide open and legs trying unsuccessfully to close all in an effort to create and outlet for release without cumming. To no avail, he could her muted screams through the gag. Knowing she came without permission he told her instead of spanking her precious ass she would have to cum 14 more times before he would release her. This overstimulation drove her crazy and for the next half hour, with absolutely no control she asked and then orgasmed until she reached 15. Completely worn out she felt she had nothing left to give. He untied her legs and hands and pulled her to the edge of the bed and entered her spent cunt. Moving hard and fast within her, she continued to have orgasms beyond any that she could imagine. Eventually he pulled out and covered her pretty face with the load she had built up in him. She closed her eyes and he pulled she sheets up to her face, kissed her head and whispered in her ear until he was satisfied she was asleep.  

A Bed Spread – Part 1

He glanced up at the high ceiling, impressed with his work. The fine detail on the finishing a had proved challenging to work with but have the room a regal feel. His eye caught the two rings that he had secured into the ceiling. One could almost miss them as they were deliberately painted the same colour so as to blend in. He had shown the completed room to a few friends and family and had smiled to himself that none of them had ever asked about the hooks or some of the other oddities in the room. It was a testament to his skill of hiding things in plain sight. The headboard he had built was the centrepiece of the large bed and while everyone complemented the posts for their majesty nobody suspected his true intentions. The frame of the bed had handles cut into it which appeared decorative but actually were quite functional.
He summoned her from the basement and listened as she walked the stairs. She looked beautiful as always when she finally appeared in the doorway. Her eyes smiling, displaying a desire to serve, her brown hair resting on her shoulders, her posture was always impeccable and made her seem taller than the 65 inches she was, her slight frame belying her strength. The white tank top was not quite sufficient to completely conceal her ample breasts, as they spilled out ever so slightly. The shorts she was wearing revealed the edges of her ass and suggested that she was without panties. Her disobedience had caused him to take all of her panties from her and locked them in one of the drawers on the side of the bed.
He kissed her head and whispered in her ear. She immediately responded by saying “yes sir” and went to the bed and lay down facing the ceiling. Her entire body enveloped in the comfortable mattress. He stood on the bed and gazed down at her and observed her obedience. She had placed two pillows under her lower back and had already removed her clothes and was gently petting her cunt, careful only to touch the lips and avoid her clit. Each loop in the ceiling was filled with a rope which dangled down making contact with each of her ankles. In a deliberate manner he began. Each ankle tied to the rope and pulled up until he was satisfied her legs were high enough and spread enough.
He then ran some rope around the bed posts firmly securing each hand. He placed his head gently on her heart and could feel it accelerating which pleased him. It was a sign of her excitement. He gently sucked on each one of her perfect nipples hardening them. He then opened the concealed drawer in the bed and removed her least favourite accessory…. Her nipple clamps. He had made her buy them and although she always wanted to please him and earn his praise, she often thought about this purchase. He had made her go alone to the store to buy them and try on five different pairs and each time had made her ask the store clerk to take a picture so she could send them to her master. She found it embarrassing but then was amazed how soaked and excited she was when she got back in her car and was embarrassed that she actually had to masturbate in the parking lot so she could focus on driving home. They were uncomfortable but perhaps knowing how much they turned him on made her equally aroused. He fastened them to her nipples and then ran a delicate string to each on of her legs so if she pulled on her legs at all she would be pulling on her clamps. She often did shake or move her legs in this predicament and got a quick reminder to keep them still. In her current situation, all parts of her body were vulnerable to his desires.
He gently ran his finger over her clit which had yet to get any attention and it made her shake a little. He then placed his tongue on her clit and that sent even more shivers.
In her mental state, she sometimes forgot the rules but his firm hand striking her exposed clit was a quick reminder that she must thank him for any and all pleasure. She apologized and promised her master she would be more appreciative. It was the type of atonement he liked, he didn’t have to say anything and she corrected her behaviour. He began to work his tongue along her clit and within seconds she could feel her nipples being tugged on, the stinging feeling was a sign she was moving too much.
She tried to stay still but his tongue was deliberately slightly off from her most desired spit which induced her to move around to get the attention exactly where it was most wanted. She could feel the lubricant being applied to her ass and she knew it wouldn’t be long before he would start demanding more. She had barely finished processing that thought when he felt her ass being starting to be opened. Slowly but surely he eased something that felt much too large inserted in. He took a picture and showed her so she could see the handle of her largest dildo sitting just outside her ass. She knew the rest of it was hidden within her. She had been unable to handle that when they started but as her confidence and comfort increased so too did her ability to do things she previously thought impossible. His tongue continued to work her clit as he moved the toy around in her ass. Her legs started to buck causing her nipples to be pulled which caused her to yell out. He spanked her ass repeatedly for yelling and fastened the gag to her mouth stifling her screams.

A Full Night

She lay awake in bed, still feeling the aftermath of what had happened. The quiet stillness that occupied the room now was in stark contrast to the atmosphere that had prevailed little more than an hour earlier.
She stared over at him. His uncovered chest expanding and contracting with each breath. His slumber appeared deep and peaceful. She closed her eyes and reflected on the events that had preceded these current moments of serene tranquility.
The moonlight snuck its way into the room through the drapes. It was enough light for her to see objects and shapes in the room. Her eyes glanced at the ground and saw evidence of their previous activities. The ones that he had participated in prior to falling into a distant sleep. She could make out her white jeans, and top. Out of range of her curious eyes lay her panties and bra. One might have assumed that the belt which lay next to his jeans was last used to hold up his pants but they would be wrong. She blushed as she saw the small red light in the corner next to the chair. It was a reminder, that in addition to her now sleeping husband, other contributors to her pleasure also needed to have their batteries literally recharged.
The faint light in the room reflected off the silver plated box that sat on his night table. Many of the contents in that box had been used to maximum efficiency last night. When he woke she was sure he’d wash all of the items and return them to the box before placing it back in his drawer. He was quite methodical and usually took care of this immediately after they were done but he had been overcome with fatigue and his desire to sleep had superseded his impulse to maintain his routine. She had worn him out she thought to herself, proud that she had been “good enough” to make him need sleep more than order.
He had pushed her to her limits and then gone a little further. She was impressed with herself for being able to fulfill all of his demands.
It all began with her pants being lowered to reveal her panties. She was forbidden from wearing panties and the punishment he administered had undoubtedly made her ass turn slightly red. His hand, the belt and a spatula had all been used and she said “thank you for teaching me Master” after each swat. He interrupted the disciplining by caressing her ass between each spank.
He then made her present her tits to him. He had sucked on them quite eagerly while she ran her fingers through his hair. Standing at the edge of the bed, she was told to spread her legs. He handed her the lint roller and had her insert it and hold it inside her.
She was shy standing like this with him fully dressed. He had her bend over and began taking pictures for his album. He then gave her the vibrator and had her place it on her clit. It was turned on to the intermittent setting which drove her crazy. It was hard to stand still with this much stimulation, let alone to thank him for each feeling of pleasure and to meet his eyes with hers.
Her legs began to shake as she proclaimed that she was nearing an orgasm.
She knew the shaking would not go unnoticed by her Master. He unbuttoned his pants to reveal how hard he was. He instructed her to bend over and open her mouth. With her mouth full and her cunt full and her clit being stimulated she knew it wouldn’t be long.
“Master, please may I cum”, she tried to force out the words through her full mouth. He wanted her to last a little longer. She knew she couldn’t and began to tremble as she had her first orgasm.
“You were forbidden from cumming,” he whispered firmly in her ear. Now we will start all over but with more demands this time. She was bent over and could feel him working on her ass before she could feel her small dildo being inserted into her. She moaned slightly despite how gentle he was. She had just recently started to take things into her ass, an accomplishment she was proud of. A large coke bottle was then tied into her cunt. He handed her their electric tooth brush and told her to begin working her clit slowly. She was forbidden from cumming for 10 minutes. To help offset the pleasure, she saw him reaching for the clamps. Fastened to her nipples, they brought initial discomfort followed by a satisfaction that she could handle them. He then tied a thin string from the clamps to her legs so if she shook then she would be pulling on her nipples.
Her wetness was visible on the toothbrush as she became increasingly excited. She was moaning with ecstasy when he took her new gag and put it over her mouth.
He took a picture of her in this vulnerable state and shows it to her which made her even more excited.
Just two minutes into her ten minute wait she was ready to cum again and fought her way through the gag to ask. He told her to take the tooth brush away for 15 seconds and then put it back on. This continued for a few minutes. Her legs began to shake, the pull on her nipples a quick reminder to stay still.
At the nine minute mark he let her cum again. Her scream of delight stifled by her gag.
He pushed her back onto the bed and fastened her hands to the corners in the head of the bed. Her legs tied and pulled back over her head. He mounted her with her ass still filled and began fucking her. One orgasm after another followed for her until he was ready. He untied her legs and moved beside her face where he released his entire load. She loved the satisfied and spent look on his face as he erupted. It was a sign of how well she had done. He untied her and rolled up with her to cuddle and feel close to his precious little sexy slave.

Awaiting His Requests – Part 2

She notified of him the feeling between her legs as she was obliged to do. She thought back to her past relationships and how to closed and secretive they had been in comparison to what she had with him. She had never even considered sharing her primal thoughts and impulses with the others and yet she never even considered not telling him all of her needs, wants, desires and the intensity and timing of those emotions.
Lunch arrived, her plate was decorated with different colours from her salad. Normally, she would have relished such a delight but right now her focus was on Him and what he might be doing in his office. Her eyes glanced in anticipatory fashion at her phone, awaiting the next vibration that would announce another message from Him. The uncertainty of when rather than if it would come added to her excitement. He seemed to have no pattern and his notes could simply be reminders of his love or an assignment that she thought beyond her capacity to successfully perform.
The phone signalled a message and she instantly got even wetter. She put down her fork and punched in the code to her phone that would lead to the message. Alas, it was a note from a store reminding her of a promotion. She laughed to herself at her response to a potential email from Him. If he only knew but he did because she had told him awhile back at how distracted he made her at times. She resumed eating and eventually replaced the thoughts of Him with those of her chores and the weekend ahead. The table shook from the vibration of her phone, she went to her inbox and saw the name that was highlighted. She felt the physiological impact of simply reading the name and anticipating what might be in the note. With a simple click, she had her answer and her next assignment for the day.
He reiterated his effusive praise of her for the prompt completion of the graphic pictures she had sent him prior to eating. Reading the words made her feel very proud, after all she coveted his approval and wanted very much to meet his expectations.
As she continued to read, she contemplated the next assignment. She had more time but it was more demanding and more risky.
She paid her bill and walked back to the car wondering where and how she would satisfy him this time.
Prior to taking her keys out she prepared, she took off her bra and placed it on the side beside her and did the same with her panties. She took a picture and sent it off to him. He had selected both that morning so there was no way to fool him. Part one was done, however, that was the easy portion.
She began her drive home with her eyes scanning for places to complete Parts two and three of his assignment. She found a park with some people in it and thought this would be the perfect spot. She pulled over and got out of the car waking tentatively and vigilantly along the path that would lead her into the park. She found her place, that provided enough shelter but also was sufficiently visible to others. Her heart was racing, what if someone came along or what if the people in the park walked towards her. She pushed those thoughts out of her mind as her adrenalin intensified. As assigned, she pulled up her top and pulled down her pants and took the picture with the people in the background. She quickly pulled up her pants as her tshirt fell over her breasts and raced back to the car to inspect the picture. She was thrilled with how it looked and sent it off to him. She now just had one part left to accomplish. She proceeded to continue her drive home, looking for an ideal setting.
She noticed a baseball diamond and decided to pull in. There were a few people playing pitch and catch in the outfield but nobody on the infield. She opened her purse and looked in to make sure she had what she needed. She gathered herself with a deep breath and walked to the bleachers and sat down. She couldn’t help but think that she was probably the first to do this, that excited her and motivated her. She got to the top bench in the bleachers and sat down looking at the people in the distance. Far off that they couldn’t see exactly what she was up to but close enough that they could see her and call out to her. She read his assignment once more “Masturbate in a public place and you can’t stop once you begin until you cum and then take a picture of yourself with the toy inside of you and your top completely off.” It was a lot to ask of her but she was determined to show him she could do it. She wasn’t even sure she could orgasm like this, at home in the comfort of her bed she didn’t always climax. She lowered her pants and put the toy on her clit and began slowly the way he liked. She wasn’t getting excited, too consumed and concerned by those around her who may catch her. Eventually her cunt succumbed to the pleasure and the outdoor environment served as an aphrodisiac. Her legs spread, she was turned on to be doing this so close to people, the danger and the risk heightened her euphoria. Within minutes she was ready to cum and decided to call him so he could hear her enjoy her orgasm.
He answered and she told him she was ready to cum and wanted him to hear. This broke with their protocol that she had to ask him but she felt empowered by this public display. Her breathing became shorter and her moans became louder until she exploded all over her toy. She hung up the phone without saying a single word. She took off her top and her pants, something she wasn’t asked to do. She placed the vibrator in her cunt and spread her legs posing for the picture.
As she clicked away, she thought she noticed some oglers from afar but didn’t care. Let them see her in this excited state. She dressed and walked confidently with a satisfied disposition. She reached the car and set herself in the car before sending Him all the pictures she had taken.
She continued on home with a feeling of accomplishment. She arrived to an empty house and floated up the stairs. The chair by there bed provided the perfect resting place for all her clothes. She slipped into her and felt the cool sheets against her naked body and lay peacefully awaiting his return and her reward for being such a good girl who does everything her Master asks of her.

Awaiting His Requests – Part 1

She sat alone waiting for her meal. She was glad it was quiet and eyed the few other patrons. She sat in her blue jeans, black t-shirt, sunglasses resting in her hair. It was spring, the combination of warm weather and knowledge of having the afternoon to herself gave her a freedom that she adored. She thought of her husband and felt elated about the path their relationship had taken her on. The increased intimacy they felt was a product of their commitment to share more, it led to a revelation of their common interests and it

gave her a quiet confidence she had never known and had allowed her to enjoy moments of ecstasy in a unparalleled way.
She wondered if anyone in the restaurant knew or if any of the passers-by on the sidewalk or any of her friends. They were secretive and so there were very few visible signs of their relationship, however, a discerning eye might notice some of the signs.
She couldn’t help but smile when she thought about the the clues that were in plain sight for all to see.
The most visible of which lay around her neck. She wore it each day and had received several compliments on its beauty which always made her snicker to herself. He had given her the collar awhile back when he became her master. She had felt such pride when he put it on her and it had adorned her neck ever since. It fit a little tighter than a usual necklace but nobody ever commented about its size.
Each time she touched him she thought of the emotion of that moment and how happy she was as his.
There were other signs of their dynamic, she never had panty line a benefit of being forbidden to wear any panties unless it was that time of the month. She had forgotten once and had absentmindedly put her panties on one morning. At day’s end he had inspected her and had found her wearing panties, as a punishment she had been told to place her panties in a cage in her drawer. He padlocked the cage and held the key. Each time she opened that drawer to get her socks or bras she could see her panties and thought about how she used to wear them.
Inside her purse was the vibrator he had made her buy for herself, she felt it each time she wanted her wallet or glasses or anything else she carried around. Initially, when she was told to keep it in her purse she worried each time she put her purse down that someone would accidentally find it but time had desensitized her to that fear.
In the glove compartment of her car, lay the handcuffs that the would sometimes use on her when they went on long drives.
As she waited for her meal to arrive, she felt her phone vibrate and looked lazily at the message. She got up and went to the bathroom. She went into a stall and pulled up her tshirt and pulled her breasts out of her bra. She positioned her phone and clicked away a few times, she then eyed the “video” button and began recording as she caressed her nipples hardening them. She put her breasts back into her bra and rolled down her shirt. She left the bathroom and sat back down at her table just as her lunch arrived.
“What is your wifi”? She asked the waiter.
“It is for employees only Miss”, he responded.
“Please someone is awaiting some documents”, she pleaded.
He asked her to wait and returned two minutes later with the password.
She thanked him and punched in the proper sequence of letters and numbers.
She typed in “Here they come, I hope you like them” and hit “send” dispatching the photos and video. It was her response to his message that he wanted to see the tits he owns.
She loved those messages from him and was proud of how quickly she had followed his instructions. She knew he would like that.
Within seconds her phone was vibrating again, “Good girl, I look forward to playing with them again tonight. You will be rewarded for the quality and speed of your response.” As she read the message, she felt the uncontrollable reaction between her legs.

Beautiful Spring Day Well Spent

This beautiful spring day was merely a stop in winters transformation into summer. The curtains were drawn, to allow the hot sun beat down on her, the window had been opened just enough to invite some fresh air into the room to circulate. It was a casual and relaxing environment that probably many in the neighbourhood were enjoying. She was wearing the form fitting white t-shirt along with her black yoga pants that had been a part of many of these lazy afternoons. He had selected her attire the night before for just this occasion. It had been their ritual, whether determined by his mood or the expected temperature, she had yet to figure out his strategy. He had been laying out her clothes for about a month or so. At first, she had been hesitant but she had to come to like it. She was free to ask to change them and he almost always obliged but she had rarely exercised that option.

Propped up on her pillows, she felt very relaxed and carefree staring out the window at the neighbours home just across the way. She wondered if any were looking back at her. Slowly but steadily he had been assuming more of the duties that she normally had taken care of and it enabled her to shed much of her stress.

She heard the water stop signalling the end of his shower. A moment later still wet he emerged in shorts and a top. He looked refreshed though his face showed purpose rather than indifference as he walked into the closet. With the whole day ahead of them she wondered what he was up to.
When he reappeared she knew this would not be as relaxing a day as she had thought.

He moved closer and whispered in her ear. She didn’t say a word in response. She bent her knees and brought them up to her chest while she leaned back on the headboard.

Methodically he removed his supplies and began the process of preparing her in a way that would satisfy his appetite.

“Hold your right ankle”, his voice clear and uncompromising.
She obediently followed his instruction. He immediately began the intricate work with the rope that would ultimately have her ankle and wrist tied together. With the skill and discipline that comes with experience he did the same on her left side.

He then did something he had not frequently done, he weaves another rope from under the bed on the right side of the bed and attached it to her already restrained ankle and pulled it tight and did likewise on the left side. She was now completely spread apart. He then began to spray water on her white t-shirt until it provoked a response from each of her nipples.

He dipped his hand into his bag and removed it revealing a pair of scissors. She was not sure what he had in mind. Her nervous energy could be felt between her legs.

With delicate precision he cut her tight t-shirt in a circle around each breast to allow her ample tits to free themselves from inside the cloth. He couldn’t help but get very aroused at the site of her bound and topless. He caresses her nipples and felt them harden. She felt his hands working their way down her body and eventually to the warm area between her legs. With the accuracy of a surgeon, he cut out a piece of her yoga pants revealing her cunt. She could feel the air on her exposed clit and that made her even damper.

With her legs tied open and her wrists fastened to her ankles, he began to run rope through the headboard of the bed over and then under her breasts. Unable to move at all, she was now prepared for him. Her nipples were hardened again and she felt the slight nipple of the clamps being applied. She was his to play with and this is what he wanted, fighting or complaining she knew would only result in more demands being placed on her. He began to gently walk his fingers around her clit, occasionally leaning over and gently running his tongue over her lips and up to her clit. She was restrained so firmly she could barely even shake with excitement as he began to work on her first orgasm.

He only paused to stare and take pictures of her. Each one he made her say “cheese” and then smile even if her face wasn’t in it.

He then began to fill her cunt with house appliances. It was something he loved to do and she had grown accustomed to it, and secretly even got turned on by it. As he went from the handle on a lint roller to a tube of lipstick, to her bottle of perfume and so on. He’d fuck her with it for a bit and then make her guess what it was. Every correct guess was rewarded by his tongue and every wrong answer was punished with his belt. Of course, each “toy” fucking was captured in time by a photo she would be assigned to look at evaluate the next day. She would have to rank which toys looked the best inside of her. This was a process she was very shy about it and initially had rejected doing because it made her feel so naughty but she had warmed to it and now actually enjoyed because it gave her an outlet for her creative writing.

It didn’t take long before she was asking for permission to cum, of course that was granted. He leaned her vibrator against her clit and slid himself into her mouth. This made cumming difficult for her as she had to concentrate on not biting him and yet she was helplessly tied up and was going to cum when the toy brought her an orgasm. He saw in her eyes that she was cumming and struggling to keep him in her mouth. Within a moment, with her mouth still full, she was mumbling about a request for another orgasm. One after another they happened, even when he asked her to try to control herself, she just kept cumming. He slid out of her mouth and rubbed himself all over pretty face and then had him lick his shaft until he was ready.
He then pulled away just in time to cover her large breasts in another load of his cum. She could feel it’s warmth and stickiness accumulating on her tits. More pictures were taken as it rolled down her chest eventually reaching her tummy. She felt so naughty and used and yet that made her happy that she had satisfied him so.

Her eyes closed gently, “what a satisfying session”, she thought to herself and all in plain view of anyone looking out there window on a beautiful afternoon. She couldn’t help but think how different their sex life was now compared to the first time they had been together. So much less reserved, the primary and only focus was on the pleasure.