I am unable to edge today, but going through my blog list, these really pushed my buttons. It's just too bad it's girls in the posts and not a submissive males...
I don’t believe she took Me seriously when I told her I was a sadist.
I’m sure she imagined a bit of rough sex and perhaps a spanking.
Now she is standing there, a tack under each heel, holding a penny against the wall with her nose.
I’ve given her the simple task of holding the position for ten minutes.
Each time the penny drops it’s ten lashes on her lovely ass and the timer starts over.
After the third time the penny hit the floor she asked, “why?”
So I told her, as I delivered another ten to her tender ass.
"I love the way your body strains to do as I’ve instructed. I love how you push yourself to please Me. Most of all, I love watching those tears run down your cheeks. I did say that I was a sadist."
That is when she smiled.
"Thank You.", she said, and placed her nose against the penny once more.
I had found a masochist.
I can totally imagine Mistress with her strap-on doing this to me.
And this...
And this
And this...
Thursday, February 13, 2014
Monday, February 10, 2014
Today's Edge - Helpless
I've often fantasized about being helpless. It's hard to describe the feeling, but I am guessing the guy below is feeling pretty helpless. The person that posted the pics called it a "one hour clothespin scene" I imagine I would be hard during the bondage phase and occasionally during the scene, but I also imagine after about 10-15 minutes I would not be liking it anymore. The clothespins would suck, especially the ones between his toes and on his rib cage. In addition his hood is tied to his toes to force his head back. The first 5-10 minutes I would be saying to myself how hot it was. 15-30 minutes, I would be thinking this sucks but I can get through it. 30-45 would be me starting to squirm and get pissed off. 45-60 would be total surrender. The beauty of bondage like this is Mistress would not have to do anything other than watch. Very little effort to totally put someone in their place. This scene made me edge pretty quick imagining myself in it. I am reminded of the saying, "it's not bondage until you want out" to be particularly true here.
http://zerotsm.tumblr.com/post/71942351477/a-one-hour-clothes-pin-scene-on-august-3-2008
http://zerotsm.tumblr.com/post/71942351477/a-one-hour-clothes-pin-scene-on-august-3-2008
Thursday, February 6, 2014
Wednesday, February 5, 2014
Today's Edge - 3 Fantasies
Today Mistress ordered me into a camisole, tight leggings at work as well as a butt plug. Additionally I was ordered to edge for 30 minutes. It's been some time since I have edged, and normally I would do it before getting ready for work. Due to today's schedule I edged while wearing the ordered items as well as a butt plug that sits right on my prostate.
I edged to several thoughts.
The first was having a cathartic tease session. The first would be a nasty messy edging session. Mistress would have me tied down tightly and would be bringing me to the edge time and again. Lube would be liberal, and she would also be making a bigger mess by cumming all over me. She might gag with dirty cum filled panties, a dildo gag or nothing. The goal would be to keep me frustrated and as horny as possible. I actually fantasized about not any orgasm, but multiple leaks from my cock and then being ordered to clean up and get dressed.
The 2nd would be a cathartic discipline session. Not because I need to be punished, but I'm yearning to release a ton of endorphins as well as feel helpless. I imagine a small warm up and then a slow severe beating. In my fantasy Mistress wouldn't stop before I safeworded. Using a safeword would not mean the beating would end, it would just mean that I need it to go at least that far. She would beat my body. She would beat my cock and balls. She would torture my nipples with clamps, sharp items, and make them an angry red color. She would slap my face or rape my mouth with a dildo. My breathing would be restricted. In my fantasy, I want to surrender completely. It might even be fun to record it or do it live online. I may or may not get any relief from Mistress.
Lastly, I imagined a total forced feminization session. Mistress would take the role of a man or a dominant lesbian and I would be dressed as my alter ego Sophia. I would be locked in chastity to make my cock be a non factor. I would be forced to suck Mistress' cock, to impale myself on her cock, and to take her cock inside me. The only thing sexual I would get would be my lipstick covered mouth or my sissy pussy. Mistress would have me lick and suck her pussy, fuck her with her glass dildo or for an extra mind fuck I would have to fuck her while wearing a strap-on. I would be fucking her while my locked cock and balls swing uselessly between my legs. In this fantasy I would not have an orgasm unless it was from penetration and I would have to stay in femme clothes until told otherwise.
Since I was edging with my prostate massager in, I was very quick to edge. I would stop, and as my cock spasmed, the plug would spasm against my prostate, and I would dribble a little. It reminded me of a few times when I would edge, and then I would fuck myself with the plug while cum would dribble out of my cock. It's a pretty efficient way of draining the balls with nothing even close to an orgasm.
I edged to several thoughts.
The first was having a cathartic tease session. The first would be a nasty messy edging session. Mistress would have me tied down tightly and would be bringing me to the edge time and again. Lube would be liberal, and she would also be making a bigger mess by cumming all over me. She might gag with dirty cum filled panties, a dildo gag or nothing. The goal would be to keep me frustrated and as horny as possible. I actually fantasized about not any orgasm, but multiple leaks from my cock and then being ordered to clean up and get dressed.
The 2nd would be a cathartic discipline session. Not because I need to be punished, but I'm yearning to release a ton of endorphins as well as feel helpless. I imagine a small warm up and then a slow severe beating. In my fantasy Mistress wouldn't stop before I safeworded. Using a safeword would not mean the beating would end, it would just mean that I need it to go at least that far. She would beat my body. She would beat my cock and balls. She would torture my nipples with clamps, sharp items, and make them an angry red color. She would slap my face or rape my mouth with a dildo. My breathing would be restricted. In my fantasy, I want to surrender completely. It might even be fun to record it or do it live online. I may or may not get any relief from Mistress.
Lastly, I imagined a total forced feminization session. Mistress would take the role of a man or a dominant lesbian and I would be dressed as my alter ego Sophia. I would be locked in chastity to make my cock be a non factor. I would be forced to suck Mistress' cock, to impale myself on her cock, and to take her cock inside me. The only thing sexual I would get would be my lipstick covered mouth or my sissy pussy. Mistress would have me lick and suck her pussy, fuck her with her glass dildo or for an extra mind fuck I would have to fuck her while wearing a strap-on. I would be fucking her while my locked cock and balls swing uselessly between my legs. In this fantasy I would not have an orgasm unless it was from penetration and I would have to stay in femme clothes until told otherwise.
Since I was edging with my prostate massager in, I was very quick to edge. I would stop, and as my cock spasmed, the plug would spasm against my prostate, and I would dribble a little. It reminded me of a few times when I would edge, and then I would fuck myself with the plug while cum would dribble out of my cock. It's a pretty efficient way of draining the balls with nothing even close to an orgasm.
Tuesday, January 28, 2014
Today's edge
I ran accross this on a blog here http://msscarletuk.wordpress.com/2013/11/26/the-big-6-o/
The Big 6 O's
Posted on November 26, 2013by msscarlet9015
I know I keep reporting the same routine for some of my favourite days, but I just love the routine! So why change it at the moment? Apologies if it is boring.
Sunday started with bitch-boy in his pink shortened maid’s outfit which comes down only to his hips. (He had been in his chastity device for two weeks without release or removal so very frustrated and emasculated. I allowed the device to be taken off for a supervised genital shave and shower.) I had him do some chores and make me my lunch. He had none. During this time, I had to cane him twice. Each time I had him kneel on the floor, forehead resting on the floor and hands bound behind his back. After the first half a dozen strokes are over I love to continue with hard strokes at one second intervals and take pleasure in how the begging and apologies become more and more desperate and poignant. ‘Oh, oh, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, please, please, please, I’m sorry oh, oh I am really sorry Mistress, please, please, I am so sorry, please……..’ etc. etc. I had to be licked to orgasm after each caning.
After lunch I spent 45 minutes playing with his boy’s bits while watching a foreign language subtitled TV program I had recorded.
Then it was time for some extended total sensory deprivation bondage on the BDSM bed with the gynecological stirrups. He was in the bondage for over 4 hours. I visited him about 6 times and I have never been so mean with nipple clips, and with ruler and Deep Heat to that vulnerable tube of flesh between his legs, which just kept getting all stiff and hard – just begging me to abuse it! I had 6 orgasms in all on Sunday and they were all massive! There is no doubt the intensity is directly proportional to how mean I am, which is bad news for bitch-boy – and he probably noticed while he sobbed with pain while listening to me bring myself off. (He can just about hear my climactic screams, despite the silicone ear plugs and ear defenders.)
I was feeling so good and relaxed by the end that after a long session of ruler smacking and edging, I allowed him to cum at my skilled hands. Oh my! How he needed that! Going by the explosion and emotional sobbing.
I decided on a few more Christmas presents for him while he was secured – he will not like them though. But he had better feign gratitude!
The Big 6 O's
Posted on November 26, 2013by msscarlet9015
I know I keep reporting the same routine for some of my favourite days, but I just love the routine! So why change it at the moment? Apologies if it is boring.
Sunday started with bitch-boy in his pink shortened maid’s outfit which comes down only to his hips. (He had been in his chastity device for two weeks without release or removal so very frustrated and emasculated. I allowed the device to be taken off for a supervised genital shave and shower.) I had him do some chores and make me my lunch. He had none. During this time, I had to cane him twice. Each time I had him kneel on the floor, forehead resting on the floor and hands bound behind his back. After the first half a dozen strokes are over I love to continue with hard strokes at one second intervals and take pleasure in how the begging and apologies become more and more desperate and poignant. ‘Oh, oh, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, please, please, please, I’m sorry oh, oh I am really sorry Mistress, please, please, I am so sorry, please……..’ etc. etc. I had to be licked to orgasm after each caning.
After lunch I spent 45 minutes playing with his boy’s bits while watching a foreign language subtitled TV program I had recorded.
Then it was time for some extended total sensory deprivation bondage on the BDSM bed with the gynecological stirrups. He was in the bondage for over 4 hours. I visited him about 6 times and I have never been so mean with nipple clips, and with ruler and Deep Heat to that vulnerable tube of flesh between his legs, which just kept getting all stiff and hard – just begging me to abuse it! I had 6 orgasms in all on Sunday and they were all massive! There is no doubt the intensity is directly proportional to how mean I am, which is bad news for bitch-boy – and he probably noticed while he sobbed with pain while listening to me bring myself off. (He can just about hear my climactic screams, despite the silicone ear plugs and ear defenders.)
I was feeling so good and relaxed by the end that after a long session of ruler smacking and edging, I allowed him to cum at my skilled hands. Oh my! How he needed that! Going by the explosion and emotional sobbing.
I decided on a few more Christmas presents for him while he was secured – he will not like them though. But he had better feign gratitude!
Monday, January 27, 2014
Tried to edge - but couldn't
This morning, I was reading a post from a site I have read occasionally over the last 15 years. It's one that guided some of my thoughts on submission, especially feminization. She explains how she got into feminizing boys, and she had some parallels that are very close to mine. While I was reading I was trying to edge to the article. As I stroked my cock trying to get it hard, I started leaking. I was a mile from the edge, but the minor arousal had my prostate pumping out fluid. I stopped, cleaned up the small mess and tried again. By the time I got fully hard, I was leaking a larger amount, but I was still miles form an edge. I think the tank is full so to speak. To avoid any larger mess, I stopped attempting to edge and put it back in my pants. I have never been a big pre-cum'er but I certainly was today. Here is the full post http://akashaweb.com/updates/FFemwhyfree.html and some excerpts that spoke to me.
As a budding sadist, those first tender moments of honest, vulnerable male resistance were like crack cocaine. The innocent, pleading eyes. The fear of what it would turn him into. Just innocent teenagers, a boy could be easily persuaded to go along with something if it meant more kissing, or, simply, to make me happy. What boy didn’t want to be desired?
My later teenager years saw my sexuality shaped by erotically suggestive moments in two distinct groups: The totally new-romantic androgynous “pretty boy,” and the conservative bookworm and/or jock who only endured things like eyeliner or lipgloss behind closed doors. For me. And to endure these things made him feel shy, vulnerable, objectified. I was infatuated with one thing: Surrender.
Masculine men who are uncomfortable about appearing vulnerable make for very exciting feminization prey. I was totally intoxicated by the willingness of a man to explore androgyny (behind closed doors), and the inevitable embarrassment when the androgyny aroused him, despite his best efforts. It immediately put me in a position of power, because he was lost and not in control of his own sexual reactions. And, plus, I found androgyny to be incredibly sexy.
That’s when I learned that a pair of women’s panties was the ultimate tool for making a man squirm. Of course, at the same time, in my bondage exploits, I was learning that a pair of panties was also the most devious and effective impromptu gag, or could be used in a variety of tortures related to teasing and denial.
As a budding sadist, those first tender moments of honest, vulnerable male resistance were like crack cocaine. The innocent, pleading eyes. The fear of what it would turn him into. Just innocent teenagers, a boy could be easily persuaded to go along with something if it meant more kissing, or, simply, to make me happy. What boy didn’t want to be desired?
My later teenager years saw my sexuality shaped by erotically suggestive moments in two distinct groups: The totally new-romantic androgynous “pretty boy,” and the conservative bookworm and/or jock who only endured things like eyeliner or lipgloss behind closed doors. For me. And to endure these things made him feel shy, vulnerable, objectified. I was infatuated with one thing: Surrender.
Masculine men who are uncomfortable about appearing vulnerable make for very exciting feminization prey. I was totally intoxicated by the willingness of a man to explore androgyny (behind closed doors), and the inevitable embarrassment when the androgyny aroused him, despite his best efforts. It immediately put me in a position of power, because he was lost and not in control of his own sexual reactions. And, plus, I found androgyny to be incredibly sexy.
That’s when I learned that a pair of women’s panties was the ultimate tool for making a man squirm. Of course, at the same time, in my bondage exploits, I was learning that a pair of panties was also the most devious and effective impromptu gag, or could be used in a variety of tortures related to teasing and denial.
Monday, January 20, 2014
Today's Unplanned Edge
It's been awhile since I have edged. I had no intention of edging, but I saw a few updated posts from a blog I have mentioned before. I hadn't planned on edging, but the first few paragraphs had me hard as could be. Within a few strokes I had a bit of pre-cum bubbling out of my cock and I wasn't even close to the edge. The story wasn't too long and I hate the drawings, but I was quickly to the edge. I only ready one post and am saving the others for another day. This story was hot, and would push me up against my mental limits so quick it would make my head spin. Here is the link.
http://strictjuliespanks.blogspot.com/2014/01/david-got-fucked.html?zx=c8d7e83e51b67ce1
http://strictjuliespanks.blogspot.com/2014/01/david-got-fucked.html?zx=c8d7e83e51b67ce1
Friday, January 3, 2014
Thoughts on feminization.
There used to be a blog from a dominant woman named Ms Marie. My Mistress and I looked forward to her posts and really liked their dynamic. Sadly she pulled her blog down. There is another blog that reminds me of her and I have referenced several of her posts here before.
The post I link to is about Forced Feminization and why a woman might like it as well as it;s effect on men. The link is here. Some quotes that spoke to me are below. http://strictjuliespanks.blogspot.com/2013/12/forced-feminization-for-hubby.html?zx=9bde5ab7ba970b46
I love to force david into feminine attire as well, especially bras, panties, stockings, and garter belts. david does not enjoy me dressing him up like this, but he does crave the humiliation of being made to dress like this.
But I especially enjoy belt whipping him when he is dressed like this. I'll lay him face down and pull his panties down to where I can still see them banded around his thighs. The garter belt and stockings frame the target perfectly.
Followed by a nice uncomfortable timeout with a wig and big dangling breast forms to teach you your place.
This video is kind of what I was thinking of with my humiliation post yesterday. Too bad that's glass and not a mirror.
Lastly, Another blog I follow posted their highest commented pictures. Kinda Hot!
The post I link to is about Forced Feminization and why a woman might like it as well as it;s effect on men. The link is here. Some quotes that spoke to me are below. http://strictjuliespanks.blogspot.com/2013/12/forced-feminization-for-hubby.html?zx=9bde5ab7ba970b46
I love to force david into feminine attire as well, especially bras, panties, stockings, and garter belts. david does not enjoy me dressing him up like this, but he does crave the humiliation of being made to dress like this.
But I especially enjoy belt whipping him when he is dressed like this. I'll lay him face down and pull his panties down to where I can still see them banded around his thighs. The garter belt and stockings frame the target perfectly.
Followed by a nice uncomfortable timeout with a wig and big dangling breast forms to teach you your place.
This video is kind of what I was thinking of with my humiliation post yesterday. Too bad that's glass and not a mirror.
Lastly, Another blog I follow posted their highest commented pictures. Kinda Hot!
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Thursday, January 2, 2014
It's been a while...
It's been a while since I have posted. The holidays, work, travel, etc. has made it hard to keep up. Although I haven't been keeping updated it doesn't mean that my mind hasn't been busy with naughtiness.
I still wear a nighty to bed every night. I'm not 100% sure if Mistress still wants me doing it as she hasn't said much about it, but I will do it until she tells me otherwise. It may be hard to believe, but it's still a mind fuck every single day I wear it. It's probably more of a mind fuck since she doesn't say anything. I feel like a sissy little bitch wearing it without being told to do so. I get humiliated wearing it when she hasn't told me to for so long. While getting orders directly is hot, I am finding having standing orders that are to be followed no matter what, more indicative of a being a "slave".
I have been having chastity fantasies a lot lately, but my fantasies would be hard to maintain in real life. I imagine being locked up, but Mistress and I being a lot more active in the bedroom. I fantasize my cock locked up while Mistress does her best to torment me. Almost every night something would happen. Some nights I would have to put on the strap-on and fuck her while my cock swings uselessly in its cage. Other nights Mistress would give herself orgasms while I lay next to her. I might be tied to the bed while Mistress uses the hitachi on the chastity device edging me without unlocking me. Other times she would fuck me in the ass while I was locked or she would make me fuck myself while she watched. All of this sounds great, but I am such a high maintenance, whiny, needy little bitch when I am in chastity. It's hard for me mentally thinking about my cock 24/7 when I am locked up so I need a lot more attention than normal.
Today Mistress gave me the following orders...
Lastly, I have been fantasizing about Mistress humiliating me. She would make me dress en femme or write all over my body, or take videos of me sucking dildos or violating my ass. She would smear cum all over my face and make me post a picture of it on fetlife. She would get me drunk or drugged and promise to do nasty things and then make me do them to earn bondage time. She would tie me down, make me cum in her and then let it drip all over my face. She would torture my nipples. She would make me be dressed in femme or in fetish clothes when she comes home from work. My mind is racing quite a bit now so I will stop before I say too much.
I still wear a nighty to bed every night. I'm not 100% sure if Mistress still wants me doing it as she hasn't said much about it, but I will do it until she tells me otherwise. It may be hard to believe, but it's still a mind fuck every single day I wear it. It's probably more of a mind fuck since she doesn't say anything. I feel like a sissy little bitch wearing it without being told to do so. I get humiliated wearing it when she hasn't told me to for so long. While getting orders directly is hot, I am finding having standing orders that are to be followed no matter what, more indicative of a being a "slave".
I have been having chastity fantasies a lot lately, but my fantasies would be hard to maintain in real life. I imagine being locked up, but Mistress and I being a lot more active in the bedroom. I fantasize my cock locked up while Mistress does her best to torment me. Almost every night something would happen. Some nights I would have to put on the strap-on and fuck her while my cock swings uselessly in its cage. Other nights Mistress would give herself orgasms while I lay next to her. I might be tied to the bed while Mistress uses the hitachi on the chastity device edging me without unlocking me. Other times she would fuck me in the ass while I was locked or she would make me fuck myself while she watched. All of this sounds great, but I am such a high maintenance, whiny, needy little bitch when I am in chastity. It's hard for me mentally thinking about my cock 24/7 when I am locked up so I need a lot more attention than normal.
Today Mistress gave me the following orders...
- Wear something feminine all day today...while you work out, all pink.
- Plug yourself for at least 3 hours
- Paint your fingernails with clear polish
- Don't forget my nail Appt
Here is the 1st item. Notice my new pink shoes for working out.
Lastly, I have been fantasizing about Mistress humiliating me. She would make me dress en femme or write all over my body, or take videos of me sucking dildos or violating my ass. She would smear cum all over my face and make me post a picture of it on fetlife. She would get me drunk or drugged and promise to do nasty things and then make me do them to earn bondage time. She would tie me down, make me cum in her and then let it drip all over my face. She would torture my nipples. She would make me be dressed in femme or in fetish clothes when she comes home from work. My mind is racing quite a bit now so I will stop before I say too much.
Tuesday, December 17, 2013
Today's Edge - Hangover Thoughts
I had planned on edging to the thought of tying up my Mistress and give her multiple orgasms for hours, but that plan changed. Last night I had a guys night out and this morning I woke up hungover. When I am hungover I am horny and have very naughty thoughts. Today was no different. I edged again and again to thoughts of being force feminized, locked in high heels, strict collared, shackled, plugged, corseted, clamped, locked, gagged, etc. I thought about being edged again and again. Forced to suck a dildo. Pictures taken and posted online for all the world to see. Forced to wear femme clothes at home every day and night. I think my hangover thoughts are the scariest as there is really no limit.
similar to how I imagine being at home |
Monday, December 16, 2013
Tomorrow's Edge - Fair Play
I told Mistress wouldn't mind tying her up some time. She said no/ I think she has it all wrong. I think she have fun. Below is what I fantasize doing to her while she is tied up.
Today's Edge - Another Blog
Below is the text and pictures of a blog I have refernced a few times now. This got me to the edge rather quickly today. The post and come interesting comments can be found here http://strictjuliespanks.blogspot.com/2013/12/the-importance-of-strap-on-dildo-to.html?zx=9a5fb7bf46b14723
Wednesday, December 11
We have all been genetically shaped and then nurtured to the traditional sex role models where the male is dominant and the female is considered submissive. Not even david and I can completely escape it, because those images and ideas are so culturally pervasive. So instead of escaping it, I use it. If the female is supposed to be submissive, rather than fighting that I make david assume the female role, and I the male role.
It starts with feminine lingerie such as panties, bras, stockings, and garters. I force david into those sorts of garments.
He is made to look ridiculous, but inescapably "the female" despite himself.
I myself tend to dress in a fairly conservative, business-like manner (it's what a woman needs to do to be taken seriously in business).
The mixture of me in my work clothes and david in his frillies uses those traditional sex role stereotypes to my advantage when dominating him.
It continues with his spankings. He must come across my knee, and I make sure he is hoisted into a very sexually submissive posture.
Also, I insist on vocalisations from him when it starts hurting. He is not allowed the dignity of the "male" stoicism when being spanked.
When he is in his frillies, and when he is being spanked, I refer to him in female terms. I remind him that he is carrying on like a little girl, for instance. Or if I see an erection, I tell him what a little slut he is.
This has the effect of using all those millenia of evolution and a lifetime of cultural programming as an aid in dominating him, whereas one might have thought it would be a disadvantage.
The effects are even more profound when there is a second woman there, such as my sister, to witness him and laugh at him in all his "femaleness".
While this "panty training" or "petticoating" is very effective, nothing beats the strap-on dildo to mess with those sex-role stereotypes and turn a hulking man into a very afraid little girl!
There is little better for reversing roles than making your husband kneel at your feet, take a large lifelike dildo into his mouth, and perform oral sex on it, the deeper the better, with a hand on the back of his head for encouragement.
The only thing better is to flip him over, put his submissive pantied ass high in the air, rip off his panties, and force him to receive anal sex from the strap-on dildo.
As with other women, I will refer to his asshole as his pussy, and his penis as his clit, as in "reach behind and spread your pussy lips for me you little slut". Or, "do you like your little clitty rubbed as I fuck you, huh?" Or, "I'm going to pound this naughty little pussy so hard you won't be walking right for a week, bitch!"
I say things like that to reinforce that he is "the female" and I "the male" according to the traditional sex role stereotypes. That way I have all the evolution and all that cultural conditioning on my side, where it belongs.
Wednesday, December 11
The Importance of the Strap-On Dildo to a Marriage
I consider the strap-on dildo to be an essential tool (pardon the pun) amongst any dominant wife's belongings.We have all been genetically shaped and then nurtured to the traditional sex role models where the male is dominant and the female is considered submissive. Not even david and I can completely escape it, because those images and ideas are so culturally pervasive. So instead of escaping it, I use it. If the female is supposed to be submissive, rather than fighting that I make david assume the female role, and I the male role.
It starts with feminine lingerie such as panties, bras, stockings, and garters. I force david into those sorts of garments.
He is made to look ridiculous, but inescapably "the female" despite himself.
I myself tend to dress in a fairly conservative, business-like manner (it's what a woman needs to do to be taken seriously in business).
The mixture of me in my work clothes and david in his frillies uses those traditional sex role stereotypes to my advantage when dominating him.
It continues with his spankings. He must come across my knee, and I make sure he is hoisted into a very sexually submissive posture.
Also, I insist on vocalisations from him when it starts hurting. He is not allowed the dignity of the "male" stoicism when being spanked.
When he is in his frillies, and when he is being spanked, I refer to him in female terms. I remind him that he is carrying on like a little girl, for instance. Or if I see an erection, I tell him what a little slut he is.
This has the effect of using all those millenia of evolution and a lifetime of cultural programming as an aid in dominating him, whereas one might have thought it would be a disadvantage.
The effects are even more profound when there is a second woman there, such as my sister, to witness him and laugh at him in all his "femaleness".
While this "panty training" or "petticoating" is very effective, nothing beats the strap-on dildo to mess with those sex-role stereotypes and turn a hulking man into a very afraid little girl!
There is little better for reversing roles than making your husband kneel at your feet, take a large lifelike dildo into his mouth, and perform oral sex on it, the deeper the better, with a hand on the back of his head for encouragement.
The only thing better is to flip him over, put his submissive pantied ass high in the air, rip off his panties, and force him to receive anal sex from the strap-on dildo.
As with other women, I will refer to his asshole as his pussy, and his penis as his clit, as in "reach behind and spread your pussy lips for me you little slut". Or, "do you like your little clitty rubbed as I fuck you, huh?" Or, "I'm going to pound this naughty little pussy so hard you won't be walking right for a week, bitch!"
I say things like that to reinforce that he is "the female" and I "the male" according to the traditional sex role stereotypes. That way I have all the evolution and all that cultural conditioning on my side, where it belongs.
Friday, December 13, 2013
Today's Edge - Inspiration
I obviously spend a fair amount of time fantasizing about D/s. When I do fantasize, I take the parties in whatever my source material is and replace them with me and my Mistress. I don't fantasize about strangers or people I don't have an emotional connection to. While I have a pretty extensive fantasy world in my head, sometimes I look for inspiration from other sources. Tumblr is pretty good for visuals and I have set up a tumblr page for things that inspire me when I see it. The thing about these images is they tend to be a little more on the extreme side due to me just being able to click on the image to repost it vs putting it into context.
Image and video sites are good for inspiration. Literotica is good too, but some of the stories are way too long and convoluted to be good material. There are also sites called webteases. I imagine my Mistress guiding me through one of their stories or using their content for ideas herself. I don't actually follow the websteases, I just read them for new ideas that I wouldn't think of myself. I like that I can search for terms that are in my wheelhouse like feminization, denial, tease, painful. Here are a couple I recently edged to.
Yesterday - http://www.milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=19366
Today - http://www.milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=20594
Image and video sites are good for inspiration. Literotica is good too, but some of the stories are way too long and convoluted to be good material. There are also sites called webteases. I imagine my Mistress guiding me through one of their stories or using their content for ideas herself. I don't actually follow the websteases, I just read them for new ideas that I wouldn't think of myself. I like that I can search for terms that are in my wheelhouse like feminization, denial, tease, painful. Here are a couple I recently edged to.
Yesterday - http://www.milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=19366
Today - http://www.milovana.com/webteases/showtease.php?id=20594
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