Well, Colour me Collared!

Sneaks a peak to make sure the coast is clear of all curses ....

Well it's been 4 days since I wrote about my Wolf and still no curse ... oooh .. maybe the curse has been broken???

It's been a whirlwind of a week for us. So much is happening. His work is keeping us both guessing .. things change rapidly within his work schedule ... sometimes it leaves me dizzy! But hopefully that can't last forever ... or maybe it is the nature of the beast. I don't know.

And as for us ... we are going strong. Learning more of each other everyday .. and liking more & more each day as well. The whole "rushing" thing is there but the fact that we can talk it out, really does not make it seem all that important of a "thing" . It is what it is & that fits us both perfectly.

I am now his collared kittie ... and very proud to be so.

Wolf has never collared anybody before and it was important to Him to make it special. This was also new & special for me as well. I have worn my collar for both my former Doms before, but it was just that My Collar .. one I had had back from my "goth" days.

But the fact that my Wolf wants me to wear HIS collar???

*swoons*

We ordered a collar that we both liked (from my local shop) but it is going to take a whole week to get here (hopefully by this Friday)

But this was not soon enough for Sir Wolf. 

Nope .. I had to go to the shop & pick out one for immediate use. There really wasn't alot that caught my eye but we finally did find one that would suit us both until my permanent collar arrives .... 

I like the spikes but they do come off if need be! 

I was very excited to get home & try it on but Wolf wanted to do things right. I could try it on but only for a minute. He waited until with Skyped that evening. He wrote the most beautiful speech & read it to me. And with that I donned my collar & became his happy collared baby girl. I count myself both blessed and lucky

to be his.

We are currently looking for a day collar so that I have something to wear all the time. It has been a little bit harder to find. I prefer something for my wrist because I am not really a "necklace" kinda gal and I like simple and small. 

If anybody has any suggestions on where to look ..  any assistance would be greatly accepted. 

The Last Kiss (very long post!)

He was leaving me. He felt He had to go back to His wife, especially for the sake of the children. He wanted to talk to me about it but no, He didn't want to talk about it online, as He distrusted the security and felt this needed to be done face to face. The only problem with that is we never seem to be able to just talk when we are alone together. *giggles*

It took about a week before He was able to find a free evening. He was coming over and wanted me to be in the "present position" (kneeling, ass up & face down - His favourite).

"But i thought you wanted to talk Sir"

"Until such time that it is done, you are still Mine!"

- alrighty then.

That morning, i was on TV ... we (Star Wars gang) were promoting an upcoming charity event. It's one of the few times i will wear make-up ... when i do the Star Wars - it's better for the pictures. And TV too!

Anyway, i decided to keep the make-up on for our "talk". Former D had never seen me with make up so i thought .. what the hell, right?

He was coming at 6pm. i was ready ... candles lit, lingerie on, the lace top & matching panties with the fishnet stockings. (he loved that set so!!), .. the usual (no music though).

It was a weird feeling .. knowing this would be the last time we were together. He hadn't actually come out & said that He was going back to His wife but i knew ... of course He was going. Anyway, i was full of all sorts of emotions.

But i was waiting ... on my knees, ass up & forehead kissing the floor. We had actually not had a chance to practice this, our favourite ritual, in a long time, because time always seemed to be a factor. Oh well it seemed a fitting end.

He arrived, like He always has, quietly moving into the room. I had my collar out on the little table, waiting for him.

He always insisted, He be the one to put my collar on me .. i don't know why .. i guess it made Him feel more Domly? *shrug* i thought it was cute anyway.

Ooops I digress ... where was i? Oh yes, FormerD HAS arrived. He stands in front of me so i may kiss His socks .. just a couple of light kisses to say hello. :)  .. then He moves off to the side of the bed where he proceeds to undress.

I am quiet as I await his pleasure. I always got so wet, while I waited & my body would always start trembling before He even touched me.

He is in front of me again .. naked now. He bends down & grabs my pony tail & pulls me up to kneel before him. I am staring at a raging hard on. I know better than to go for it but my mouth is watering. He has my collar in his hand and he reaches around to buckle on. I did sneak a kiss ... just below his belly button. One of those nice soft butterfly kisses, that can tickle & soothe.

*SMACK* ... he slaps my face for my sassy little kiss. *giggles*

He then lifts my arms up over my head so he can remove my lace top. Once done, he grabs the o-ring of my collar & stands me up ...

*SWOOSH* off come the panties & he has grabbed his tie. He binds my hands behind my back & turns me 180 degrees.

There we are, eyeball to eyeball as he stands ooooh so close to me. Our breath mingles.

He takes a step back and with all the sincerity & seriousness in the world says to me ....

"Do you want to talk?"

WTF ... NOW??????

.. with your raging hard on & wetness literally running down my leg??

"No Sir"   after a pause I add ..

"Do you?"

"No!"

.. well ok then.

He steps away & walks behind me to the "tickle chest" - after the second "date" I made shelf in my armoire for his use.

I don't know what he grabbed but it didn't take long to find out ...

*SWOOSH* .. right across my back!

ahhh, the flogger I had made for Him (my favourite!)

After a couple of strokes across my back & ass .... he was in front of me again. I am still standing, in the middle of the bedroom. He stands about 3 feet in front of me. This is all new ... usually when he flogs/spanks/paddles etc me, I am at least kneeling and on the bed. And I have never been struck from the front before.

Hmmmm ...

So I stand there & I am looking at him. We just look at each other for a couple of minutes and then he begins. The flogger flies, it's a steady barrage ... up & down my body, to the side, around back & then back to the front again. He takes several trips, walking around my body, the flogger always in motion.

I am not sure what came over me, I don't know if was a need to please, or knowing that it would be the last time. I made an subconscious decision  .. I guess.

But I just stood there, my eyes locked onto his. I would not close my eyes for anything. And I would not flinch, I would not move .. and I would give him everything, like a parting gift.

I do not know how long the flogging went on for ... 30 mins maybe? 3 hours? I have no idea. Time stood still for us. It was amazing!

At one point, he threw the flogger down, came up beside me, grabbed me by the neck, pulled me in & kissed me with a force like I have never been kissed before. I have never, ever seen anybody with such a look in his eyes! It was so raw, so impassioned & so primal. That look is forever etched into my mind for eternity. It was incredible.

And he wasn't done! He picked the flogger back up & had another go. Up & down, all around, side to side. Harder & harder. And I stood there & I watched him. It was almost like I wasn't there at all (maybe this was the fabled subspace I never heard about at the time???) But finally, it got to me. I took a quick step back at one point but quickly recovered. It finally got too unbearable & I gave him what He wanted.

"Red Sir!"  .. but that wasn't good enough.

Where?

"My nipple Sir"

Which one?

"The left one Sir"

Ok.

He went on a little while longer (making sure to avoid the tender bits now). Fuck, how long had he been at it? I have no idea. Finally he threw the flogger away and came to me.

Fuck you can take alot!!!!!

"Thank you Sir" (I was actually quite proud of that!)

He cuddled & kissed me a bit, making sure that I was still with him before he pushed me to my knees and fucked my face. Another boundary He always liked to push. I am a very bad gagger but that never bothered him ... "Breath, precious!" I had actually gotten pretty good at deep throating him & didn't dread it nearly as much as when we first started. No dread isn't really the right word .. It didn't scare me near as much as what it use to.

But he was not content with that for very long. He pulled me up by my collar & brought me to the side of the bed where I was pushed down and laid back so I was across the bed with me butt at the edge & my feet over the side.

"Are you ready to suffer for your Dom?"

You mean I haven't been????? o.O

He went to the armoire & got something out of it.

Sit Up!

He tied one of the scarves around my head as a blindfold & pushed me back down again. Then he positioned himself in front of me between my open legs. Suffer? Hmmmm???

Then I felt the clothes pin close on my clit.

OH MY! (never had this happen before)

I can honestly say it didn't really hurt too much. I could feel it pinch but it only really hurt when he pulled on it or tapped it a couple of times.

Then he brought out the vibrating egg. All the while he kept talking to me. Reminding me about the assignment he had me do awhile back - find 10 videos of cunt torture & send him the links.

How many of those do you think we can do, my precious fucktoy?

"I don't know Sir"

You don't know???

"No Sir"

Well let's find out, shall we?

"moans"

The vibrating egg on the clothes pin was having quite the effect on me & apparently my legs were trying to close (I didn't even notice)

Open your legs!!! *SMACK* across the thigh!!

He's fingers started to work there magic & he started to finger fuck me.

Are you going to cum for me, precsiou?

"Yeeeeeeeees Sir"

Not without asking me you are not!

"May I cum please Sir?"

Not yet.

bang bang bang, ... vibrate the clothes pin ...bang bang bang

"Ooooo Sir!!!"

Yes precious??

"may i cum please Sir"

Are you ready to cum for your Dom??

"yes please Sir"

Okay, on the count of 10 ... 9 ... 8 ....

... 1 cum!!!!

squirt, squirt, squirt ..... O.O

Again!

10 .. 9...  ..... 1   ... CUM!

squirt, squirt SQUIRT!!!

fingers never stop fucking me ... I am making my way across the bed ... my feet are no longer touching the floor ....

Again!

10 ... 9 .... 1 ... NOW!

squirt, squirt SQUIRT .... skooch across the bed some more.

Again!

and Again!

and Again!

OMG! Where does this man get his stamina ... his fingers never stop .. not once.

meanwhile my head is now at the other edge of the bed & starting to tilt back. I am a whithering, moaning mess by now ... trembling & shaking like a leaf! He stops (finally) but only to pick up the vibrating egg again and concentrate more on the clothes pin.

Does my precious slut like that???

"mumble mumble?"

What a mess you have made!!! Your bed is soaked. Shame on you

"mumble, sigh"

Fingers go back to what they were doing ...

Again!

*groans*

AGAIN!

10... 9.... 1 .. CUM!!!!

gush!

AGAIN!

(holy fuck!!!!!)

"NOOOOOO" head tossing from side to side.

No? NO?!?!
YES!!!
AGAIN!!!!!

Fingers slamming relentlessly into me now .. the pinch of the clothes pin is now almost searing pain.

10 ... 9 .... 1 ... CUM!!!

GUSH!!!

(how am I even doing this?????)

OMG! I am surely dying ...........

AGAIN!

"Nooooooooooooo" .........

"Yellow"  ...as I am twitching uncontrollabey and now my head and neck are completely off the bed!

One more!

slam slam slam ... flick the clothes pin ... see the pain slut jump!

NOW!

GUSH GUSH GUSH!

GOOD GIRL!

*sighs*
"Thank You Sir"

AGAIN!

"Fuckkkkkkkkkkkk"

One More.

(why has his arm NOT fallen off by now? all that flogging & now all this banging! - seriously) O.O

Ready?  ... 10 ... 9 .... 8 ....1 ... CUM!

squirt squirt squirt!
thrash, spasm, buck,

One More!

"No Sir pleaseeeeeee ..." tossing head side to side

Awww, poor baby ... AGAIN, ONE MORE!

Reaaaaady?  ...... Cum
and I did! I don't know how the hells he did that. I could barely cum before I met him & now he had me squirting right off the fucking bed!!!!!

But it was finally over ... he removed the clothes pin after giving it one final twist & shake (I screamed at that one) & turned the egg off.

I was a trembling puddle of goo, with my shoulders & head completely off the other side of the bed at this point. He walked around the bed, pushed me up a bit & his cock again found the back of my throat. He face fucked me for a very little bit & then he took the blindfold off and helped me turn around .. scurry across the bed and get on my hands & knees.

He proceeded to fuck me from behind. Hard & fast & it was soooo good ... I was really sore but it was like he rock solid cock was soothing as it slammed into me. Weird how that works?!?! And by this time I wanted him to cum ... I was sooooooooooooo tired. I never wanted the night to end but my body was a wreck.

He didn't fuck me for long though.

Holy fuck, I am tired .... as he pulls out of me for a final time & flops down on his back with his head in the heap of pillows at the head of the bed.

I think it's time you took care of me, don't you think precious???

"Yes Sir" I replied eagerly ... all my tiredness seemed to magically disappear!

So I settled down between his legs & eagerly begin to work on his cock. I love worshipping him .. esepcially when he let me do it MY WAY! I played with his cock for quite awhile .. with my hands, my mouth, my tounge as he lay back & watched me. He knew enough by now that he didn't NEED to direct me & that I would do a "good" job. So I teased & sucked & nibbled to the point where he started to moan slightly. Then I moved down a bit more so my face was buried.

Now the man knows what he likes & is not afraid to admit it. Which suited me just fine. I started to go lower, sucking in his balls, and swirling them around with my tongue, keeping a firm grasp on his shaft & never taking my eyes off his. And then my tongue licks lower to his ass. He LOVES this most of all. And quite frankly it made me sooooo hot. My tongue darting in & out of his ass while my nose tickles at his balls. I am looking up at him, my hair all a mess in front of my face ... peering past his cock. It really sets him off when I do that. He tries to keep his eyes focused on me but he is a goner. So soon, I replace my tongue with my index finger ... it's so wet down there from the constant "tongue lashing" I have been giving him that lube is not even required. My finger has no trouble finding his prostate & if there was any doubt the huge growl he emits lets me know I have found my mark. My finger is happily messaging his prostate, and my other hand is stroking his cock ever so leisurely and my tongue is bathing his balls. He is almost to the point where he is now the thrasher on the bed!! I was so lost in this dreamy existence that I almost missed it ... almost without warning, his moaning had become quite guttural so that when he started to cum the "OHHHHH FUCK!" was barely recognizable! But I managed to "catch it" in time. Once he started to come .. my mouth quickly sucked his whole cock in & I managed not to miss an incredible drop!!!

I lay there for a few minutes basking in the afterglow, just nuzzling & giving butterfly kisses around his crotch & inner thighs, as he floated back down from his orgasmic high. Once he was back down to earth I slithered back up into the comfort of his arms and that's when he said it ....

"that was the best fucking orgasm I have EVER had!"

*blush* & *giggles*

And as it must, reality started to set back in and we FINALLY had our talk. Yes, it was almost for certain that he was moving back home. His kids were having such a hard time adjusting and were not doing very well at all. And of course he still had feelings for his wife. ... yadda yadda yadda, There really wasn't much for me to say .. what could I say? I really just listened. My concern was that he was given up a very important part of his life (not me per se but the dominant side of him - his wife was DEFINITELY not interested in that sort of thing) and that he was going back for the right reasons because kids are smart & will pick up on negative vibes & resentment .. yadda yadda yadda. But really we both knew what he was going to do.
The funny part of the whole conversation was his assumption that now that I had had a taste of "bdsm" I would go back to vanilla lifestyle.

"Who said I would go back to that Sir? I replied jokingly.

HAHAHAHA! The look on his face was priceless. I told him just because he had to go back to vanilla didn't mean I had to! Admittedly I said that just to be a little bit mean because of the fact that he was leaving me. (who knew what I would actually become!).

All too soon it was time.

"Come shower with me!"

d'uh okay ....

I liked showering with him ... you wash my back & I'll wash yours. There is always something so ... intimate about showering together. The only other time we did that ... he asked me if I was ever going to be comfortable enough around him to pee in front of him (it was a thing with him ... *rolls eyes*) .. I told him that I was too shy ... to which he responded

"I'm not!" and he grabbed me .. pulled me close & peed on my hip and all down my leg! To say I was shocked would have been the world's greatest understatement! But in reality it wasn't all that bad. It certainly didn't seem that way anyway.

But now here we were again .. shower for the last time. And he told me to get on my knees & "Make me hard"

"Yes Sir!"

It didn't take long ...

Now stay still, keep your eyes & your mouth closed .... ready?

And he grabbed his cock & peed ... all over my neck, my shoulders & my chest. When he was done .. he bent down, kissed me ever so sweetly .. a long lingering kiss & said "Now I have marked you .. You're mine!"  and then proceeded to wash me up.. squeaky clean.

 At the time ... I was in awe over the symbolic gesture & all  ... but really, that was just a mean thing to do to somebody you are leaving! *pouts*

And that is pretty much it. We got dressed, chatted lightly about nothing really ... giggled & kissed & hugged alot. And then it was time ... time to say good bye .. empty promises

We still haven't watched Star Wars together!

"No Sir"

Soon ...

"Yes Sir"

Then one last loooooong sweet, passionate & urgent kiss goodbye & he walked out the door!

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I was sad to see him go, of course I was, .. we had a pretty good thing going on ... it wasn't perfect by a long shot & it was certainly still in its infancy stages. I cried a little as I shut the door & went back upstairs. But I didn't think anything of it ... I just thought it was like any other vanilla type break up ... you get sad, you might cry a little & then you move on. Right?

Well it only took a couple of days for, what one could assume to be major subdrop to set it. The anxiety & the loneliness soon set in & ... well you know the rest of the story ... 2 weeks later lost kittie was born!

(phew! that took a long time to write ... still alot of emotion mixed in there ... happy emotions though!)

=^.^=

Epilogue

He FUCKING LEFT ME?!?!?!

I couldn't believe he left me. There I was naked, ass in the air, collared & blindfolded, on my living room floor & he just walked out!

I knelt there motionless for about 5 minutes after he had gone, still kind of shocked. But then I started to giggle and I thought .. how appropriate! I don't know why I thought that but I did.

Ooo I was starting to get cold! I need to move now!!! I literally had to crawl back over to the couch (yes I finally took the blindfold off before I moved), I climbed up onto the couch, wrapped myself in a blanket & just collected myself.

What time is it???? I looked, hmmm, not quite 930pm. Wow, all that all in 3 hours! OMG!

OMG! I am parched!!! I needed water in the worst possible way, but I was not too sure that my legs would support me. Hmmm, I very gingerly got up & slowly made my way into the kitchen where I inhaled at least a liter of water in one gulp. Then I threw on my sweats & t shirt that I had the foresight to leave down in the bathroom downstairs & then I went outside for a smoke.

My mind was racing .. going over everything that had happened. It was intense & erotic & way more sensual then I had ever imagined it would be. I was not even bothered that he left me the way he did. I know why he did it ... I still couldn't believe that he did it but the man loved his mind fuckery!

I slowly & gingerly made my way upstairs to my bathroom, where I striped & washed up. There were some nice bruises already forming on my boobs & lots of scratches from the pin or whatever it was that he chose to mark me with (I don't think it was one of the warbuton wheelie thingys though). The dirty word he wrote across my belly was already faded, I couldn't even see it (much to his disappointment).

Then I crawled into bed to wait for him to come online. I didn't have long to wait but I was almost asleep (passed out) when he did.

"Wasn't that very naughty of me? I just wanted to make sure that you are not mad at me"

*giggles*

.....

That whole first time we were together, I was blindfolded & neither one of us spoke a word. He said I did scream at one point & I do remember him give a little chuckle over the clothespin. He also made a very audible "OH" when I grabbed his cock with one hand & rubbed the head of it with the palm of the other! ;)

Other than that, it was a night of pure sensation. And oh what a night it was!!!!! *dreamy sighs*

Yeah,  considering he had said we were going to chat & "I may or may not fuck you" ... I think it went rather well!  *giggles*

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It would take me, 2 more "play sessions" to earn the right to hear his voice & to see his face. (and another 3 weeks all together)

The first involved me submitting to him spanking me until HE was satisfied. This scared me a little bit because we never really did alot of that in the first go around. But we did it. And his first words to me .... "fuck, you can take alot, precious!" .. I was very proud.

And to earn the right to see his face (he was very reluctant to give up the blindfold), I had to worship his body. I made a suggestion about that, but apparently I was "topping from the bottom", which did not go over very well at all. I got yelled at over it, which in turn, pissed me off & made me not do something he had commanded me to do & I did not speak to him for 3 days. After the 3 days, I apologized for my brattiness & told him of my sin. Well, I guess the thought of punishment was a great thing because he literally got in his car at 3am & drove to my house .. on a Monday morning (I didn't have to work that day but he did & I would be trooping my Star Wars stuff all day anyway). The punishment was swift & hard & I felt horrible for it, but in the end I finally got rid of the blindfold. I love love LOVE people's eyes and it was very hard for me not being able to see him this whole time! And he had smokin' HAWT eyes. The type of eyes you get lost in when staring into them. *drools*

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We were together all of 6 times in 3 months. Each of them different but glorious in their own rights. I could detail each on of them as they are blazed into my mind, but I won't.

But they did include a very interesting car ride that included my pants pulled down around my ankles!

And a surprise, inpromptu visit on a Sunday evening. "I honestly didn't come here for this!!! I just really wanted to see you", he said as he put his pants back on!!! *giggles*

Unfortunately we did not get to spend alot of time together, he was always so busy ... work, his kids, then his mom fell & broke her knee. I would have liked more from him ... I was very eager to experience new things. Him too ... "Precious, if I could .. I would take it ALL!!!!!"   OH MY! *blush*

One thing he did do "for me" .. I was very nervous because I had to do a photo shoot for a magazine. It was happening right after work, at my office. I hate getting my picture taken & this was such a big deal because it was for an article in a magazine! ... Anyway, he instructed me to go into the bathroom at work, at noon, & remove my panties & I was not allowed to wear them again until after I got home!!! Now every time my mother shows people the magazine article & picture I blush .. people just think I being modest but I know that underneath my Star Wars Sith robes I am nekid!!!!!!


We had a bad habit of never "talking" when we were together. He didn't like to talk about "important" stuff online but would rather do it in person, the only trouble with that was his Domliness would take over as soon as he walked into the house & all thoughts of "talk" seem to be left at the front door! .. not that I ever complained!!!

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But like I said I wont go into the six times we were together (I just babble on & on  though apparently ...
I will probably post about the last time we were together because it was as memorable as the first time .. just for very different reasons.

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And this was my introduction into this lifestyle. He may not have had a ton of experience (and I had NONE), but I don't think I could have wished for anything more .......... I will always cherish him & our time together.

OH WHAT A NIGHT!

Where were we? Ah yes ....

I am spread out ... knees apart, ass in the air, forehead kissing the floor. I can hear him ... standing there, just off to the side of me & slightly back. I cannot see him but his breathing is all I can focus on. I am acutely aware of his presence.

What is he doing????

He stands there for what seems like forever ... not touching, not speaking, just standing.

What is he thinking about???

Maybe he doesn't like what he sees or he can't decide what to do?

We are suppose to be having a chat!

Right?

I swear I am so full of nervous energy & excitement I can barely contain myself. I know it is visible .. the trembling, I swear I am shaking like a leaf. Is he going to spank me? Is it going to be rough???

DO SOMETHING MAN!!!!!

And then he touches me, the softest of caresses up my spine! A touch that was so hot, it was like the leather corset had melted away.

I am surprised I didn't melt into the floor, knees buckling. But I didn't .. I left a tremor go up my entire body though. He moves now .. he is standing in front of me.

I get my first look at him ... his socks & he is wearing jeans (I didn't expect that as he was just finished working). He bends down, he has something in his hands. Oh he had grabbed a scarf, which I had draped across the back of the couch.

He uses the scarf as a blindfold. (I had forgotten, I had straightened my hair & put it in a high pony tail because I HATE eating my own hair when I am trying to "eat" other things). It made it easier for him to tie the blindfold on anyway. Once he made sure that it was secure & I couldn't see, he pulled me up by my pony tail so I was in a kneeling position. He then grabbed my collar and put it around my neck (I had that collar from my "goth" days). My face was literally in his crotch as he leaned forward to fasten the collar (I wanted him in my mouth but he was still fully clothed!). And then he took another scarf (I think I had 4) and tied my hands behind my back!

Ok, so blindfold & collared & bound .. let the games begin!

He grabbed the O ring of the collar & jerked me up into a standing position. And he stood nose to nose for a minute ... lips scarcely touching mine .. not kissing, just there.

*shivers*

Then he moved. He stood beside me, well more into me, off my left shoulder, surrounding me with his presence. I can feel every inch of him too. His hard on against my hip, his legs on either side of my leg. The softness of his sweater all along my torso. His hot breath in my ear & on my neck, one point on my cheek. His hands roaming,

And I am thinking (just for a second) "Ooo he is exactly my height - 5'2" - shorter than he said at 5'8'.

But now, his hands are roaming. I am very happy to announce that my once too tight corset, was now too big, which gave him free access to expose my tits ... after he had pulled the spanky pants down to my knees. I was shaking by this point .. no definitely not because of nerves.

He moved in front of me again, after playing with my nipples, making them hard as rock..

He is right in my face! Oooo so close ... lips almost touching!

FUCK! KISS ME ALREADY!!!!

But he didn't, as he teased my lips, his hands made real quick work with the tongs on the corset & soon it was tossed aside & I was completely exposed for Him.

Now he started playing with my tits in earnest! Pulling, & pinching my nipples, biting and soft kisses. I have never been one who got much enjoyment out of "fondling" but holy smokes ... it was a good thing he was there to hold me up because my legs had already turned to jelly!

And then came the clothes pins. Of course I had never had this before (I was a BDSM virgin after all). I shuddered & I was a little nervous. The first one, He clipped on .. no problem whatsoever. But the second one.... I don't know which was more stubborn .. my left nipple or the clothespin that kept coming apart. He actually chuckled at one point while I struggled not to laugh out loud (I somehow think that would NOT have been well received). The clothespins didn't last too long, I think he got bored with that rather quickly.

He maneuvered me around my furniture and had me kneeling on the couch with my bound wrists hanging over the back of the couch. Then he stuffed my spanky pants in my mouth!!! o.O

I cannot really remember if he spanked me then. He didn't really spank me alot, that night ....

But he fucked me! He took me from behind, with me draped over the back of the couch ... spanky's still stuffed in my mouth. And then he turned me around, pinned my arms behind my back & finished what he started.

Missionary position? Hardly .. well sorta, but with my ankles pinned behind my head. And he fucked hard! Slamming into me for all it's worth, only stopping once to untie my hands (apparently he noticed that I was in alot of discomfort?!?! - who knew!!). And he came & collapsed. I loved the feel of the weight of him, pressing me down into the couch.

We cuddled for a few minutes. And he kissed me then. *swoons*

I figured we would have some good downtime .. maybe start that "chat" we were suppose to be having???

Wrong!

Our cuddle lasted approximately 5 minutes & then he rolled off of me, & grabbed my hands & put them to his cock.

OMG .. he was hard already! (still?) O.O

He sat me up & then sat down beside me. I was allowed to explore then. Fuck he had the softest hair & longish .. we sweeping bangs. So different from his picture! I wanted to see!!!!! To look into his eyes. But oh he felt so good. There is something to be said for letting your hands, your body, to see for you!

After letting me explore to my little hearts content. He slid me down to the floor so that I was kneeling in front of him & guided my mouth to him. He was quite keen on testing my gag reflexes so he controlled me.

All through out our chats prior to this he was quite happy to try to fuck with my mind about me rimming him. I don't think he quite believed me when I told him that I LOVED rimming :D ... he believed me after that. It wasn't long before I had him moaning & squirming. He pulled me up & I rode his cock,  teasing him, grinding into him & making him cum again!!! I made him shudder!!!! O.o  There is something powerful in making a guy shudder!

He gathered me close for another touchy feely, kissy face cuddle. Again, it did NOT last long before he was ready for more!

MORE?!?!

I had no idea what time it was or how long we had been "at it for" .. time had seem to stand still.

He got off the couch & left me laying there on my back. I couldn't believe that he was ready for more .. already! But he was. He was like my little energizer bunny! He stood beside me & guided my hands to his cock. (he was already hard too!) and I played with him a little bit & he played with me. And then he moved between my legs, threw them over my shoulders & fucked me harder still ... for the third time! And he came AGAIN!!!

Honestly ... I have never seen the likes!!!

But he was not done with me yet. He got out a pin or something & started tracing around my tits and down my stomach .. he even wrote a dirty word across my belly! And then he knelt back up bent me in half & then lowered my ass so it was resting against his stomach. He tortured me for what seems like forever ... finger fucking me hard & fast! I believe I screamed at one point! And by the time he was done with me, the only part of me still on the couch was from the hips down and that's only because he was holding them. He finally relented, helped me back up onto to the couch, holding me & letting me catch my breath.

We stood up and he lead me back to my "pillow" that was still on the floor from where I greeted him. He put me back down into the presenting position that I was in when he first got there. And then he left me alone. Slowly he got dressed, stopping often, to smack my ass, or pat my hair (my poor pony tail was a mess!), caress my back, pinch a nipple .. well you get the idea. And when he was done, he had finally remembered to do what he had threatened so often .. he moved in front of me so I may kiss his now covered feet (socks).

And then he grabbed his coat, put on his boots ...

and then ...

HE LEFT ME ................................................