Jul 092011
 

Sometimes I play nice. Other times my play gets a little nasty. And once in awhile, it’s downright beastly. This time was outright Guantanamo Bay. That, and it was time for her to pay back another Naughty Point punishment.Fetish Fantasy Series Web restraint systemWe had been sorting through our collection of  lubes, vibrators, dildos, wrist and ankle cuffs, nipple clamps….you know the drill. It was all spread out on the bedroom floor. That and we had recently acquired a new very favorite and fun bondage item. The “Fetish Fantasy Series Web restraint system”. Yes, that’s the name. The Fetish Web is like a spider web that you strap onto your bed. Which I did. It wraps around the corners of the bed and done properly, Fetish Fantasy Spandex Open Mouth Hoodcan be a nice snug set of straps to which you can attach your lovers appendages in a huge variety of positions.  Now, with all the toys etc. at my immediate disposal, I waited for SexFairy to emerge from her shower. As she re-entered the bedroom, she gasped in excited surprise at what she could only suspect was about to come. And cum.

First I covered her head with our Fetish Fantasy Spandex Open Mouth Hood. Into her mouth I then put a ball gag. She now could neither see, nor speak. To her ankles and wrists, I very tightly attached cuffs. I then put her on the bed, and attached her spread eagle, very wide, to the Web. SexFairy was quivering before me, and completely at my mercy.

Collar with clamps by SpartacusAround her neck I put a leather collar. The “Collar with clamps by Spartacus”. This particular collar has two chains attached to it that end in nipple clamps.  Now’s where I started to have some real fun. Instead of attaching the chains directly to her nipples,  I threaded the chains under the web on either side of her neck, and then attached the clamps to her nipples. The chains were just barely able to reach, and that was still SexFairy, hooded, strapped and chained to the web.pulling her tits up high. Now if she tried to lift her head at all, the chains would go very tight and taught on her nipples, pulling them even harder. It was a lovely combination of pain-inspired restraint. To the right is an actual photo of SexFairy bound and nipple clamped.

With SexFairy’s ankles cuffed to the web, her legs were spread nice and wide. However she was still able to bend her knees inward a bit. Not that this was going to slow me down, but I wanted total control of her sexuality here. I grabbed off the floor, so conveniently still out, another pair of larger cuffs, and put then just below her knees. To these I attached ropes which I ran down each side of the bed, through the frame, and back up, pulling very tightly before knotting them down. I also put cuffs on her upper arms as you can see in the photo above. I didn’t want her able to move.

SexFairy was now immobile, exposed, blinded, muted, and very wet. I enjoy these moments. Admiring what I have created for myself. What she has submitted herself to, for both of our pleasure. And while she squirms in anticipation, I just look. For a minute at least.SexFairy ankle cuffI had taken the step of creating the mood by lighting candles around the room. But of course, if you know me at all, you know I don’t give a shit about the mood. It was the hot wax I wanted. Drip by drip, I let the wax fall. First onto her chest. Then around her nipples, growing nice and red from the pull of the chains. Sliding down I let it fall onto her sexy flat stomach, her thighs, and then a few nice drops around her clit. These she squirmed at, which only drove me on.Wartenberg Wheel

Next I picked up our Wartenberg Wheel. Ours has very sharp points, including a couple that are slightly bent which I’ve somewhat neglected to fix. For that extra twist of love. I ran it all over her body; sometimes very lightly, other times pressing it firmly into her flesh. Running it down her thigh, I came to her foot. Straddling her leg with all my weight I began to run it along her sole. With one hand tightly holding her ankle, she wavered from being tickled to pinned by the wheel. By doing this, I let her know how much control I really had over her body. And her soul.

Finally I stood up and looked back. Her body was sprinkled with soft dried wax. We use soy wax. It rubs in so nicely. She had lines where the wheel had run over her. And her nipples were nice and bright red by now. Yum. So she deserved a special thank you gift.Letting her grab my cock I let her give my cock a stroke, as you can see. But the present was really my belt.

It’s a nice thick black leather wide belt. Kneeling between her thighs, I began to beat her with it. Softly at first, and then harder and harder. It hit her nipples so hard it popped the clamps off. This was one of the rare times I thought that maybe I’m going too far with SexFairy. But she said nothing. Just a wince. And back we went. I belted her breasts, her stomach, her thighs, and even her lovely pussy.

For the next item, I wasn’t sure. Often when I want to really give her the treatment, I’ll grab the Hitachi wand and just keep it on her. Lately I’ve been perhaps overusing the Hitachi and instead Triple Orgasm, vibrator in orangepicked up a different favorite. The “Triple Orgasm” in orange. This wonder has a rotating wobbly head for inside her plus a vibrating heads for her ass and another for her clit. I manage to get all three parts going and start fucking her with it, alternating with holding the whole thing tight against all her parts. SexFairy came over and over again. Neither of us kept count.

After about an hour doing all of the above, I unattached the cuffs from the web on one leg. I then pulled her leg up and over her head to the opposite corner, reattaching the ankle cuff near her arm. This had the effect of turning her ass up and around allowing me fantastic access for a sideways doggy fuck, a  great position for long hard fast pounding into her pussy and ass. Needless to say, my orgasm was incredible.

The following night, I told her we could try something really different. A nice sensual love making session. Of course, once we got going, that session got nice and nasty too. SexFairy is so perfectly named.

NOTES:
- You can find all these toys with minimal looking around. I’ve included the full names to make it easy for you to do your own searching.
- The photo of the web on the bed is taken by me on one of our beds.
- The two photos with leopard sheets are both taken by me of SexFairy from this very session.

May 252011
 

I had to think about this one.

Recently my laptop disappeared, along with a LOT of nude, tied, spanked, clipped, and fucked photos of SexFairy. Plus a few of my naked ass. While we spent only 24 or so hours considering the consequences of our very personal sex life being made very public, that was a very tense and disturbing day. Even prolific quantities of alcohol could not sufficiently abate the fear.

naked fear scared womanThe post about that day is here:
Fucking with my fucking life, or so I thought.

After considering the mental hell we both endured, as well as my carelessness in both losing the laptop and leaving all that home made porn on it, I have decided that the event was a punishment sufficient enough to warrant the deduction of another NaughtyPoint.

Now a true punishment is typically intentionally delivered, in this case by me to her. But given the emotional turmoil she experienced til the magical reappearance of the bag, I felt that SexFairy deserved this one.

May 222011
 

SexFairy came out of the bathroom, freshly showered and clean for my pleasure wearing lingerie given to her from a former lover. She asked if that was okay, wearing for me what Hitachi vibrator VT250_1another had given her. I told her that was even better. I was going to enjoy fucking her in “his” gift.

Being the thoughtful lover, I then gave her a choice. While I licked her neck, I told SexFairy I could either make love to her with caring and passion, or treat her however I wanted. As she hesitated, I chose the latter.

I lay her back on the bed, spread her legs, and started licking her thighs. Her breaths became rapid and shallow as I began to tease the outside of her lips with my tongue. Soon my tongue was gliding from her ass through her lips to her clit, and back. A few moments later and she had become incredibly wet, so I teased her gspot with my well lubed fingers. Softer at first, growing in intensity until the squishing of her juices from the thrusting of my hand was quite audible. By now she had cum quite a few times.

Reaching over, I picked up the Hitachi. Her head shook back and forth saying no, but by then I was well in motion and was not to be stopped. I turned around and sat on her chest so she couldn’t move. Turning the Hitachi on, I held it against her clitoris as my other hand reached deep inside her pussy. Her orgasms kept cumming over and over and despite her moans of protest, I didn’t stop. I kept the Hitachi hard against her clit, rubbing it’s large head back and forth. The intensity was incredible. I knew she wanted me to stop, but I didn’t. Leaning back I said, “this is for being a naughty girl” and let it run till her muscles began to run out of the ability to even protest.

We spent the next 30 minutes changing positions on a small arm chair, ending with some very vigorous and deep doggy style. As we both collapsed, I felt her sobbing in my arms. A sobbing she describes as emotional overload. It’s so beautiful.

One NaughtyPoint deduction for forced Hitachi orgasms.

Sex toys - EdenFantasys adult toys storeWe picked up our Hitachi from EdenFantasys, our favorite place to also get lots of much needed lubricant for your own hard Hitachi playtime.

Apr 202011
 

“How do you feel?” he asked.

“Naked,” I replied.

“Naked is what you are, not how you feel,” he responded after a slight pause.

“No. I feel naked,” I insisted. “And vulnerable. A little embarrassed. Slightly humiliated.” This seemed to satisfy him.
“I also feel like your little naked pet.” THAT made him extremely happy, even though he only smiled slightly, his eyes never leaving the road.

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Whitman and I were visiting friends over the weekend, and as we traveled a four-lane highway through small town after small town, he looked at me and said, “Take off your pants.” I was a little shocked, because this wasn’t a particularly “Dom/sub” moment. I did as I was told, though.  Not that big of a deal, right? No pants. I’m in the car, who can see? We drove on for miles, chatting normally for about 15 minutes.

“Take off your panties.” I squirmed in my seat. “Really?” I thought, but did as I was instructed without saying a word. NOW I was feeling a little more uncomfortable. I mean, really…truck drivers could see in the window as we passed them on the road.

Another fifteen minutes or so had passed. “Take off your top.” Now clad only in my bra, I tried to keep up a semblance of normal communication, like this wasn’t KILLING ME to sit naked in a car hurtling down the highway. Whitman had warned me that the punishment for one of my Naughty Points would be hard for me. I had no idea how hard. I kept thinking to myself, “PLEASE let this be it. SURELY he won’t have me COMPLETELY NAKED.” Surely he WOULD.

Obviously.
What was I thinking?

Finally completely naked fifteen minutes or so later, I could no longer carry on conversation normally. Whitman gazed at me with a satisfied look. “Now masturbate.” I noticed the wetness between my legs (way back somewhere between removing panties and bra). I had been holding my legs tightly together since I was naked, and my thighs were wet already. My breath caught as I slipped my two fingers between them. I was shocked at HOW WET I was already.

I began to masturbate slowly, and leaned my head back against the seat, never taking my eyes from Whitman. I COULDN’T take my eyes from him. After passing through a few more tiny towns, he slapped my inner thigh. HARD, and said, “You can cum. I recommend it, actually.”
Within seconds, I was on the edge, straining my hips against the seatbelt that held me close to the leather seat. THAT made me even. wetter.
I came.
I didn’t care who saw.
It was for him.

Afterward, when I was dressed again, I just wanted to curl up next to Whitman with my head on his shoulder. Lesson learned. Really. Now, just 7 more points to go…