Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Blog post that I could relate to

I get lots of emails from Fetlife.  90% of them I delete.  Once in a great while I'll find a post that could have been written by me.  Below is that post.  I can identify with it by how often in my life I started to get exactly what I wanted and then I got scared and retreated.  This post just reminded me of how lucky I am to have a woman that has tolerated my occasional flakiness in this reals as well as a reminder to me to rember why I like what I like and how not to mess that up.  Here is the post.

'Lost opportunities. Alas. '

I've come oh-so-close to living in a relationship that involved true D/s, back in the day that is, but I never took that big step. More than once I had the chance, with some wonderful women who had all the qualities you could hope for in a potential partner.  She was serious about female dominance, feminization, bondage, discipline, humiliation as well as chastity.  She had intellect, passion, humor, and strength. A playful, creative spirit, sexuality unburdened and deliciously bent. Literate and wicked, with a voice that drips verbal humiliation like thick, golden honey. Ah, but I wax poetic.

Anyway, I always balked as soon as it became real, I panicked, and back-pedaled the relationships back to vanilla, or even male-dominant. I've played the dominant role most of my life, and comfortably; I'm naturally dominant in all aspects of life, and I've had long-term relationships with submissive women. Loved every minute.

But while being dominant was who I am, it wasn't what fueled my fantasies. I dreamed of Female Led Relationships filled with enforced chastity, role reversal, domestic servitude, feminization and strap-ons. Grass is always greener on the other side, I guess. So, every once in a while, between relationships (I never cheat), I'd try to flip the switch to submissive. Sometimes it was with my vanilla or submissive partner, if they took a real interest in what makes me tick, and showed a capacity to take the reins. Sometimes it didn't work, and the relationship failed. But what was even worse, sometimes they took to dominance like a duck to water. THAT was what scared me! The closer they got to making my deep fantasies come true, the more I'd try to wriggle away.

One girlfriend, brilliant and beautiful, seized her power and took steps to put me in chastity. It starts as pillow talk, but when it moves to conversations outside the bedroom, you know she's seriously thinking about it. We were just moving in together, and one night over dinner, she informed me that I was about to be placed in chastity. With an evil grin and a dispassionate tone, she outlined her intent to wean me off her pussy and transition me to a life of strictly regimented chastity and denial. Gulp! 
She walked me over to the computer and made me watch as she ordered the chastity device. "Um..." I stammered, as her finger hovered gracefully over the mouse before the final click.

"Too late now," she teased, "I ordered it, so you are certainly going to wear it." Then she dismissed me to do the dishes and clean up, chores appropriate for one of my diminishing status.

Long story short, it came, she came, and I didn't get to come.

It was so hot, so exciting, and so wrong that it was so right. But rather than go with it, I resisted, Lord knows why, it was my fantasy, after all. But I couldn't let go of my pride and my dominant side long enough to just have some fun, and my resistance sent her mixed signals. She wondered if she was doing something wrong, started doubting her dominance, and we just took things back to more familiar ground.

I always wonder what if. Ah, well. One thing is certain, I've learned my lesson. To quote a friend, "Had to learn the hard way, to let her pass by." Next time, if there is such a thing, I'm in. You can bet on it. It's a lock.

Monday, January 26, 2015

Hangover Horny

Apparently I am a little hungover today.  I don't really feel hungover, but with the thoughts going through my mind, it's the only logical explanation.

A short recap.  I think Mistress had a new way to torture me while pleasing herself.  She now seems very fond of strapping me down to the bed, blindfolded where she can pleasure herself with the hitachi and tease / hurt me at the same time.  I don't get to make her cum nor do I get to see her cum.  It's quite the mindfuck.

So now to my naughty thoughts today. Since I woke up this morning, I've thought about all of these things.

  • having my ass stuffed with a large butt plug
  • wearing high heels until my feet hurt
  • locked in chastity
  • with a slutty tight dress on
  • wearing heavy eye makeup, women's deodorant and perfume
  • being forced to send Mistress humiliating pictures of myself
  • forced to suck a dildo
  • tied to the bed, wearing dildo gag, Mistress putting the dildo in her and using the hitachi on herself while I drown in her juices
  • Mistress using the little syringes to suck up my cum and inject it into my mouth.
That's all for now...  I just wanted to share before these thoughts went away.  I think seeing this post earlier this morning might have aided in my mood today.  http://akashaweb.com/updates/StableUpdateJan22.html



I LOVE MY MISTRESS!

Friday, January 16, 2015

Erotic, Romantic, Classy Images

I've spent a lot of time on this blog picking out some extreme examples of things I'd like to do.  On my last post I ran into some more subtle pictures, but hot nonetheless.  Here are a ton of pics that show Female Domination in a different light.



































Monday, January 12, 2015

A Bet

This weekend Mistress and I had date night.  It was a completely vanilla date night and it was awesome.  We chatted and shared our dreams on the upcoming year.  Just as our date was ending Mistress and I bet on something.  She told me if she won she wanted me to lay in bed (no bondage) and use the hitachi on herself all the while ignoring my needs.  I found that to be very hot.  She then asked me what I wanted if I won.  I said "the same thing with me tied down" (win-win).  I won!

While Mistress has not been able to make good on the bet, it certainly has got me worked up.  I woke up very early Saturday morning with some very extreme thoughts going through my mind.  The last 2 days though, the extreme nature of my thoughts have receded.  That doesn't mean they have gone away. Mistress' bet brought another one of my fantasies up front in my mind.  That fantasy being where Mistress makes sure she is taken care of and I am either used for her pleasure or ignored while she pleases herself. When we first started dating I taught her that she was free to use me as much as she wanted and my orgasms shouldn't concern her.  Many times she would make me fuck her and after a few orgasms she would push me off and tell me she was done with me.  Our last session she used the hitachi on herself and eventually gave me a ruined orgasm.  The ruined orgasm sucked, but the fact Mistress took care of herself and intentionally took away my pleasure was very, very hot.

So now my fantasies have been revolving around this dynamic.  Here are a few variations...

  • Mistress would tie me to the bed and get herself off time and again.  She might tease me she might not.  
  • Mistress would watch one of her TV shows all the while teasing me and denying me.
  • Mistress would tie me to the bed and make me use one hand to keep myself hard for an entire show.
  • Mistress would use the electric butt plug on me and keep edging me until I was oozing pre-cum with no orgasm.  
  • Mistress would use the hitachi on herself nightly while teasing me that I am not allowed to cum.
  • Mistress would use the fucking machine while I had to watch her cum time and again.









Thursday, January 8, 2015

Thank You!

This is a quick post to my Mistress.

Thank you for tying me up on Saturday.
Thank you for stretching me so tightly.
Thank you for making me put something in my ass.
Thank you for manipulating my prostate.
Thank you for hurting me.
Thank you for hitting my balls.
Thank you for leaving marks on me.
Thank you for teasing and denying me so much.
Thank you giving yourself orgasms while I could only listen.
Thank you for squirting all over my cock.
Thank you for ruining my orgasm :-)
Thank you for making me paint my toenails.
Thank you for making me wear a nighty last night.  That's why I was awake so early, thinking naughty thoughts.
Thank you for humiliating me with my feminine clothes, and making me show you my purchases.  I hate it but I love it.

As ordered, here are pics of my 2 outfits.  The first one fits terribly, The second one fits nicely.  In fact I gave myself a task of wearing the 2nd one until I finished this post.