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Things that turn me on when they’re said in a stern voice:
“No.”
“Behave.”
“Look at me when I’m speaking to you.”
“Don’t you dare.”
“Get over my knee.”
“You’ll do as you’re told.”
“I’ll beat your ass.”
“Watch your mouth.”
“On your knees.”
“Open. Suck.”
Anything that ends with “young lady.”
Sub space, I crave
Weighted nipple clamps, wax play, a shiny new gag and some nasty words. She’s so wonderfully creative. My Miss 😍
Craving Her hand around my throat and Her fingers entwined in my hair. -J
Wax play with my Domme. Painfully exhilarating
Loved playing with Her. We spent several hours discussing the differing pain based on locations and limits I am able to withstand. Educational and so perfectly erotic.
-J
After the chaos of our scene, she grew quiet and small. She balled herself up in my arms and whispered “do you really think I am disgusting?”
I held her tightly and kissed her forehead and shook my head.
“I think you are wonderful and sweet and pretty and good. You are very good. You are perfect,” I said as she pulled on my arms to hold her tighter.
“Thank you,” she whispered.
We sat like that for a while. She straddled my leg as she sat on my lap and I rocked her a little. As I lifted her up and down a little, like playing horsy, her breath caught.
“And fucking disgusting. A disgusting little slut who can’t control herself. A slave to her wet greedy cunt’s endless needs,” I said, biting her ear and neck between words.
She whimpered and hid her face in my chest.
And her hips pumped as she rode my leg, her wetness slick on the thick muscles of my thigh.
One day this will be us. And I can't wait! 😍
- J
Carve your name into my skin to show everybody who I belong to.
Own me
- J
Working away ... again
After being away from Her for what feels like weeks today I finally got to feel Her soft lips on mine. Her fingers cradled over the pulse in my neck as She squeezed. Feeling my heart quicken the desire to get on my knees was so strong I wasn't sure I would remain standing. She is absolute perfection in every way. My Domme is all that I need in this world and She sets my soul on fire in the most erotic way. - J
Not black eyes related, but those bruises are so beautiful that it would have been a sin not to reblog this post. Amazing.
The first collar I gave her. It is blue, my favorite colour, and has “good girl” written on it. Personally, I think she looks perfect in it. She has been instructed to take it with her when she goes away for work as a reminder that I am always there. I am always her Boss. I am always her lover. I am always taking care of her. She is always loved. This collar is her reward collar. Nothing makes my heart skip a beat like seeing her so at peace. Happy Anniversary ♡ - x
Finally giving in and admitting to yourself that you have a fetish you were avoiding
@all of you. The conversations I have with some of you, lordy.
Finally accepting -J
Orgasm be Damned
“Come on Pet, let’s go for a little drive.” She said to me lovingly from the couch. A few minutes later I’m opening Her door as She slides into the drivers seat. Opening and closing Her door is a privilege given to me last week. It reminds me that I serve Her at all times.
A quick 20 minutes; we park with a breathtaking view of the Dam. She asks me if I can 4wd us out of the spot She’s chosen should need be. Of course, I retort, thinking back to my driving course, piece of cake. “Right then! Out you get.” She takes me around the front of the car and captures my lips in a searing kiss. Her lips always make me feel drunk when She owns my mouth so possessively. She peppers my neck and lips with more kisses as She starts lifting up my shirt. I shiver as the cold night air bites at my exposed skin. “Should have brought a jumper” She admonishes me. “Although I would have taken it off by now”, She says chucking mostly to herself. Her hands slide down to unbutton my shorts as She simultaneously slips Her hand down to reach my pubic mound. She watches me shiver again and feels the temperature of my exposed chest. “Come on then sweetheart” She chides as She ushers me to the back of the car.
“Strip”. Her one word instruction making me blush. It’s 1955hrs and they always do a sweep of the Dam at closing time, 2000hrs. I strip as fast as I can and wait for further instruction. “On all fours. Now.” Her words ring through the still night air as I climb into the boot of the car. With the backseats down my face points to the road as my glistening pussy is exposed in such a public place. She enters through the rear side door of the car and applies my gag. Her new favorite toy. Without faltering I feel Her fingers play with my entrance expertly. I chance a look behind me. 1956hrs. Panic at the thought of being caught consumes me. What if they do rounds early tonight. Shit! A second later my mind goes quiet as I feel Her fingers disappear inside me. Still aching from yesterday I feel Her stretch me over fingers tightly forced inside. She works my hole and I hear myself get more slick as She fills me over and over again.
I hear a noise and peer over my shoulder. Not a car thank God. But instead the familiar hum of my favourite vibrator. “Make yourself useful Pet” I’m instructed as She hands me my vibrator whilst still relentlessly filling my pussy hard.
“Now sweetheart either you come now or not at all” I moan at Her direct order as the vibrator is turned to a higher setting. I can already feel my feet burning and my toes starting to curl as She takes what she wants from me over and over. Her fingers, soaked with my need, tell Her everything She wants to know. “Come for me now, my precious little slut.” Again and again She fucks my drenched cunt. “Please” I beg. My voice raspy and thick with need. “What do you want slut? I bet you want me to stop fucking you so hard. If you come for me I will consider stopping.” As if Her words were sent straight to my dripping cunt, I feel my pussy contracting on Her demanding fingers. “I said NOW”. I flinched as her words were acompanied by a sharp spank to my arse that is so hard the pain alone drives me to my orgasm. My pussy squeezing against Her fingers as juices cover Her fingers and my body convulses under Her touch.
Rubbing my still stinging arse She pulls out of me gently. My pussy still aching I turn to look at Her. Fully clothed and climbing out of the back She says to me “You might want to hurry. That’s the 2000hrs sweep. At least you were dam quick”.
-J
Denial Day 1... Continued
Continued…
Since my Mistress was due home soon and I really wanted to make sure I was on her good side I decided to make her dinner and have it ready when she walked in the door. So I got busy in the kitchen, wearing only an apron. It worked out that just as I heard her heels clicking through the hallway I was placing her steaming plate on the table. Only one place set, I knew I wasn’t going to be eating with my Mistress. I loved the smile it triggered from her gorgeous face as she walked in the kitchen and saw the table set for one and a full, steaming plate set down. She greeted me with a kiss and a grab to my exposed ass, then requested some wine. I quickly followed her order pouring her a glass of wine then leaving the bottle for her. As she starting eating she pointed to the floor on her right side. I removed the apron and kneeled down at her side. My pussy was throbbing, I love serving her, making her happy this was a continuation of a great day. But I knew the night was still young. My eyes were downcast as she ate, focusing on my posture, keeping my back straight just like my Mistress took the time to teach me. I loved it, even at the hardness of her kitchen floor started biting at my knees.
Pouring herself more wine she commented “This was simply delicious, but it’s too much there is no way I can finish it on my own”.
My stomach twirled as she put the plate down in front of me, like a dog, eating off the floor. I lean to start but she snaps her fingers, I immediately stop. She pulls a pair of handcuffs out of a nearby drawer ( what can I say, we come prepared) and she walks behind me. Wine glass still in her hand she cuffed my hands behind my back. The steel biting into my wrists.
“ Now you may”.
She watches me from her chair in front of me as I struggle to eat the remaining chicken, rice and vegetables off the plate. Laughing at me as she sips her refilled glass. She sets it down and comes behind me and crouches down. Her hands grabbing my ass, reflexively I open my legs. My face burns in embarrassment as she looks as my wet, denied pussy. I’m struggling to keep my balance as I lick every last grain of rice off the plate, jumping in surprise when she runs a finger through the folds. All the while commenting on how I look like a puppy eating her dinner. Face down with my ass up, a perfect pet for her to play with. She laughs as my pathetic moan and stands back up, her heels clicking across the floor I can’t help but watch her gorgeous legs as she sits back down. She lifts my chin up to look of her and generously gives me a sip of wine to wash it all down. The taste of the wine makes me smile and I thank her. She runs her fingers through my patchy hair and laughs, we did a scene the other night where she cut my hair. Taking my perfectly groomed pixie cut and butchering it. It was quite the rush and is a reminder every time I’ve looked in the mirror.
“ You know this really looks horrible, we should take care of it now shouldn’t we?” her smile is so intoxicating I can’t help but nod.
“ Great! “
She helps me into the chair she was just sitting in then leaves. Coming back to me struggling in the chair, the cuffs making it impossible to sit comfortably. But looking back that was probably the point. She throws a towel over my body, tucking it in the back. On the counter she lines up clippers, a damp towel, a bowl, shaving cream and one of the razors she uses for my legs. I feel my stomach just to my throat at the same time my pussy clenches. She’s going to shave me bald.
“Oh! I almost forgot” she runs off again coming back with a mirror, she sets it up so I can see every single thing that she is doing. My eyes stayed glued to that mirror. Not able to leave the reflective surface as the clippers vibrated my skull, sending patches and strands of my hair to the ground, stripped from my head. Each time starting at the front and working her way backwards, taking chunks of my hair with her endless swipe, and chunks of my dignity. A few tears well up in my eyes, the image of myself overwhelming. She takes the cloth and wipes down my head, then grabs the shaving cream. Spreading it all over my head, then I suffer the same embarrassment and degradation again. Feeling each little piece of stubble removed from my skull, looking at myself. My hair that I hid behind for so long gone. I feel more naked than I’ve ever been, exposed, broken into and yet, my pussy has never been wetter.
She rubs my dry bald head as she secures my collar around my neck and clasps a leash on it. She pushes me down onto my knees and leads me upstairs. My eyes wander over her body the whole time. Her long luscious hair I love wrapping my fingers in, her strong back covered by a silky blouse, that firm ass and long legs covered in a pencil skirt and stockings and of course her heels. She has no idea how much just her heels turn me on, how she struts around in them, confident, dominant. It makes me melt.
After teasing me throughly, stripping down, touching herself, bringing me so close I could smell her. She finally lets me put my mouth on her pussy, and my god I am ravenous. My tongue running over her folds, sucking her clit into my mouth. I love the feeling of her pussy juice on my face. Shes pulling me in by the lead, telling me what a good girl I am, what a good puppy I am. A bitch in heat so willing to bring pleasure to her Mistress. And she’s so right all I want in the world at the moment is for her to cum all over my face. That’s why I’m so shocked when she pushes me away right as she is about to cum.
She reaches across me into a drawer and pulls out a head harness with long, black cock attached. Despite my objections she secures it on my head and yanks me back by the collar to fucking her. This is what true torture is, I’m so close to her, hearing her moan, seeing her pussy being filled up, watching her pleasure. But I can’t feel a thing, but this is how this is suppose to work. Yes, her pleasure before mine. So I thrust and thrust harder, deeper. Feeling such a rush of relief as she cums hard on my face, screaming and arching. I bury the cock inside of her as she cums because I know she likes that. I know my place, it’s as a submissive. My pleasure doesn’t matter. Hers does, my beautiful Mistress who wraps me in her arms as we both fall asleep. Her pussy satisfied and mine screaming for attention… and it’s only day 1.
got your mouth open, you know you’re mine
