Very hot Tumblr Post

I was just going through a couple Tumblr feeds and ran into a very hot post.

My Darling Husband’s career takes him out of town on a regular basis. Being the dutiful and resourceful wife that I am, I use these times to fill his thoughts with bits and pieces of my plans for him when he returns.

I have been playing chess in his head for a number of years, so I know exactly how to give him just enough information to turn his chastised cock into a kickstand but not so much that he would be tempted to touch what belongs to me.

I informed him that it had been too long since he was dressed completely ‘en femme’ and that I needed a nice little pussy to fuck. I have a new squirting dildo, you see, and wanted my gurlfriend to feel the power of a mouth full of cum.

I told my Darling Husband that when he retuned home he would bring me breakfast in bed, then retreat to the bathroom until he was no longer a he. Then …. Rather than making love to my gurlfriend as I have on previous occasions, I was going to fuck her hard, like the little slut that she is.

And so I did.

8 inch dildo in her hole

I fucked her mouth while she was locked into the stockade with an 8 inch dildo stuffed in her cunt - on display, like a piece of meat. Finally after making her gag of my rubber cock a number of times, I squeezed the manufactured cum deep into her throat and all over her face.

 

Afterward, she was dripping but denied her orgasm, even when she begged to be inside of me. I reminded her that slutty little girls play with themselves to cum and placed the Hitachi against her caged clit.

Handcuffed to the bed, she reached her orgasm in seconds, even in chastity, and promptly passed out.

Nicely painted gurl nails

It is good to be the Queen. — KH

http://merrylander.tumblr.com/post/114439635717/my-darling-husbands-career-takes-him-out-of-town

Throwback Thursday

I browsed some old posts and settled on this one.  .............................................................

http://missbossybitchsboy.blogspot.com/2013/10/last-night.html

Got worked up unintentionally

I was searching for additional pictures to put on a recently purchased digital frame.  While looking, I found a lot of pictures that Mistress and I took when we first started dating.  I hadn't seen some in quite a while.  I had forgotten many of them as a lot of those days blurred together.  For some reason, in my mind, there was only one night with Sophia in bondage with pictures taken, but today I found to other nights that were clearly not the same night.  I also found pics of me in a cage as well as me strung up from the ceiling in my old house.  Needless to say, just seeing these pics again got me all fuzzy in the head and a little worked up.  Here is a small blurred snapshot of what got me all hot and bothered.

Quick Post

Sunday Mistress and I had a fun little scene.  We had a Sunday Funday and came home from that a little worked up.  Mistress surprised me by telling me to get the bed ready for some bondage. After I was strapped down she used the hitachi on me and then on herself.  She alternated between a few slaps to my balls and edging me and then working the hitachi on herself (I'm guessing since I was blindfolded).  Mistress then climbed on my cock and started fucking me.

In my horny and drunken state, I asked if I could "run at the mouth".  Any more I try to avoid running at the mouth as I tend to tell her things I regret later.  If she interrogates me I always tell her, but lately she hasn't done that, so  I don't volunteer too much info.   Mistress gave me permission.  I told her I wanted to cum inside her and have her climb on my face and make me suck my cum out of her.  I told her if I fought it to squeeze my balls until I did it.  I think that got her close to an orgasm, but I think she needed more. I told her that I thought about being locked in chastity while she went on her business trip and she really seemed to get off on that.  I was pleasantly surprised that my chastity talk seemed to push her over the edge.  I clearly have a tolerate/hate relationship with chastity, but to think that she can literally get off on the idea of me being locked up, let's just say that excites me greatly.  The last few days I have fantasized about her getting herself off several times a day while I am locked up.

As Mistress got worked up by the chastity talk she started to cum, she ordered me to cum and I did.  The very next thing Mistress did was climb up onto my face while I begged her not to.  I tried to fight it for a few seconds, but since she already surprised me by climbing up on my face I was terrified she might squeeze my super sensitive balls.   I reluctantly dove in and licked what I could.  too be honest I couldn't really tell how much cum came out.  Regardless, Mistress did something I didn't think she had in her.  When it all happened I was disgusted.  I was humiliated.  I was regretting things.  But as I write this I have a hard-on that won't quit.  The thought of Mistress making me do something that I clearly didn't want (post orgasm) far overrides the negative thoughts. The idea of being made to do something against my will touches me in a very deep and primal way.  I'm looking forward to the next thing I am forced to do against my will.

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.

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!

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.

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.

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.

Interesting Posts

I had intended to stay home today and get myself worked up, but thought that was a bad use of my time.  So I am heading into the office.  Before I left, I wanted to share a couple of hot posts I read this morning.

Sometimes She likes to watch a movie like this. She makes herself comfortable; often has me, at least partly, under her. I am tied-up, blindfolded, and have Bose soundproof headphones on (no music, obviously). That way I have no other sensory stimulation, except what she provides. She is all I can focus on- her touch, her fingers slowly brushing against my penis, her thumb gently rubbing the tip of my penis and the sensitive underside of the head. Sometimes she goes fast, but as I get close to cumming, she slows down, but still enough to keep me hard. I lose track of how many times she has edged me. By the time the movie is over, I have completely lost my mind, and she is ready for my services. I know I am going to spend the next couple hours serving her every desire..

Another Post

Well…  What a fucking Christmas.

As you may know, I’ve had my poor husband locked in his chastity cage for a while now.

We tried this once before, it didn’t go well.  Back then I locked him up and… well I guess I more or less ignored him.  I didn’t mean to do anything of the sort.  In my eyes, I wasn’t doing anything different than what I usually do.  Well, except locking his dick up.

It didn’t work.  He felt neglected.  He got angry.  I didn’t understand what was happening.  Feelings were hurt.

We took a big break.  We hashed through what was wrong. 

I didn’t realize that when you play this close to fire, you really have to be careful not to burn everything down.

We started round 2 a few weeks ago.  This time we had some better rules and safeguards.  One of them was that I would tease him or cuddle him or play with him at least 10 minutes a day. 

The other was that if I felt he was too needy or too clingy or I just wanted to be left alone, I’d say something, and he’d back off without a giving me grief.

It was a wild success. 

I. LOVED. IT.  While he was locked up, he showered me with worship.  He did everything I asked without any bullshit.  He did extra work around the house.  He wasn’t some pussy wimpy guy like I was afraid he might turn into, he was the strong man I fell in love with… just under my lock and key.  He was my Knight in shining armor, I was his Queen. 

I never came so hard.

Christmas eve around 11:30 pm I teased him about keeping him locked up, or telling him I was tired and wanted to go to bed.

He handled it all in good humor.

At 12:00am I unlocked him and played with his dick.  He became hard instantly, and just started fucking me like a madman.  It was great.

Shockingly he came right away. 

Also shockingly, he fucked me again in 5 minutes.  The second time was slower, more loving, but still had parts that were like an angry slam fuck.

We’ve been going wild since.

Shark week (my period) is coming up here any day.  I’ve told him that I am locking him up as soon as it hits.  I don’t want to have sex during that (gross!) and I told him there is no reason he needs to be free while I am… out of commission.

He asked when unlock will be.  I’ve simply told him “We’ll see.”  

Dark Side

The other day I told Mistress that although I had my fantasies, I want her to fulfill hers.  I want her to take me to the places she wants to take me even if they aren't on my kink list.  I want to see her enjoy her dark fantasies the way I like mine.  Even if they aren't on my list, I know I will enjoy what comes my way.  Since I had told her that, I just found a post that is supportive of such things.  Here it is.

Reconciling my dark side…

BDSM is not a road to travel down if you are afraid of introspection. There is a difference between a little slap and tickle, and realizing that the act of giving pain truly turns you on. While there are many levels of sadism, and I believe I read a post by bdsmgallery in which he described them, each of us has to face the fact that someone else’s pain, suffering, tears, bruises and utter submission has brought us the dark satisfaction that we seek. For me, it has been a bumpy road to acceptance.

Looking into the mirror and seeing a dark side that I had somehow managed to ignore or keep buried in a place that I did not know existed within myself, was extremely difficult. What is wrong with me? It is a question I have asked myself many times.  I know I am not the only one that questions themselves… I have read posts by both dominants and subs that struggle with accepting what each of us need. (I hope you don't mind if I reference you both… boston-jason , a dominant, and doasyouretold, a sub, have written beautiful posts about their personal journey of acceptance.)  The short answer is, there is absolutely nothing wrong with me. I did not have some crazy, abusive Father that made me hate men. I was not raised in a man hating household, nor do I detest men, on the contrary…. I adore them!  (The first assumption that people make of those of us involved in the BDSM lifestyle, is that we are either, misogynists or misandrists.)

The second hardest part of self-acceptance has been the need to hide that side of my self from most of my friends and family. Unfortunately, I am not alone, as I believe most of us have to hide that side of ourselves from the people that are in our everyday lives. Society has drilled us with what is acceptable, and not acceptable in our bedrooms for so long, that we are bombarded with judgement from the vanilla world. Television portrays us a bunch of twisted, sick fucks. (*eye roll*) Even our jobs can be jeopardized by what we choose to do in our bedrooms…. or dungeons! ;-)

For me, BDSM can be cathartic, and brings an inner peace.  I have my own style, and my own way. I find I enjoy the combination of pleasure and pain combined… I like to push my sub to the peak of my ability, my personal limits, and his limits. (Or theirs… when I am lucky enough to play with someone else!) The combination of pleasure and pain confuses the brain, sending an increased load of hormones through a subs body, pushing him into subspace deeply. I, in turn, hit top-space in utter euphoria. It is a rush… the adrenaline, the arousal, the pain, the power and control, all culminate into one hugely cathartic experience. It’s addictive. 

Without learning to accept myself and this side of me, there could have been dire consequences that I have witnessed or discussed with many subs and doms alike. That lack of acceptance leads to severe subdrop, or topdrop, shame, remorse, rejection of one’s desires, and ultimately depression.  I am still learning to embrace the inner sadist, and understand her to the best of my ability, and in time I will. Until then, enjoy the journey with me….

And a special thanks to thedarksiderulestoday for the many, many challenging conversations along the way! Your insight is treasured and valued beyond measure! Thank you for knowing when to submit…. and when to allow me to be simply a lady in need of a shoulder, or an ear.
Mistress Macie

Stuff

So I've been worked up for the better part of a week.  The sex we had last week at the hotel and a few nights in a nighty got my juices going again.  So this morning I painted my toenails, knowing I will have to take off the polish in just a couple days.  I have also had all sorts of things running through my head, which I am going to bullet point below.

• Both mornings this weekend I had hoped to be inside my Mistress.  I fantasized about me pleasuring her and as soon as she had her fill of orgasms, she would push me off and tell me to go make her breakfast. She would tell me she wanted me ramped up for her evil plans in the afternoon.  
• I have been fantasizing about getting a couple humiliating alternative to my nighties.   Something that would make sleep nearly impossible like this...

 

• I have thought about having to wear the cheerleading outfit I have in front of my Mistress or something else like the straight jacket or being plugged in front of her.
• I have been fantasizing about Mistress violating my mouth in many, many ways.  Cum filled panties, her strap-on, the ejaculating dildo, spit from her mouth, etc.  I have been craving humiliation.
• lastly, I have been craving a cathartic beating.  Something that just releases all my stress.  My new job is requiring me to take a lot of control, so I am feeling the need to have control taken away from me.
• Something very naughty in our upcoming hotel stay.  

That's just the tip of the iceberg.  Even if none of that happens, I am so very happy to be spending some quality time with my Mistress over the holidays.

Update

So it's been over a month since I last posted.  Life has gotten very, very busy with me starting a new job (while I still have my old one).  Mistress and I also went 3 weeks without having sex.  That's pretty close to the longest we have gone in over 4 years.

This weekend we got to have sex again.  Mistress was pretty verbal during sex and got me pretty ramped up.  She told me things were going to start getting back to where we both want them.  With me wearing things under my clothes.  Going into chastity when I am with female clients, (which I find very hot).  I added that although I am much busier now we can take some of the tasks I would do during the day and do them during the evening (like wearing a butt plug for X number of hours, or a bra until bedtime).  I think it's hotter to be wearing things with her around any way.

In addition to the above Mistress is "forcing" nighties on my again.  As much as I don't like wearing them, they do speed up my libido.  The very first night she had me in a nighty, I had a dream about me wearing pantyhose (with a hole cut out for my cock) while having sex with my Mistress as well as dreams about wearing panties 24/7 and people knowing about it.  I have been pretty ramped up the last few days thinking about all of my D/s fantasies with my Mistress.

I'd love to do a nice long drawn out post, but I don't have time.  That being said, I did find another blog post that I found pretty hot.  Here it is.

Right now hubby is “sleeping” in the bedroom and enjoying(?), well maybe not so much enjoying but ENDURING his Thanksgiving morning! It’s no parade for him this morning, hahaha! I have my honey stuffed with the large Njoy plug, tied to the bed and the magic wand secured firmly to his chastity cage. What an amazing way to spend your thanksgiving morning, don't you think??

About a half an hour into having him restrained like this I received a few texts and nothing does them justice like just taking a screenshot. He really was having a tough time because the wand was giving him just enough to edge him and keep him wanting to cum but he just wasn't getting pushed over. I told him he likely wouldn't want to cum because that wand was just going to give him some massive Post Orgasmic Torture, simply because I have no plans to turn it off if it does happen. :)

 The best part of all of this is when I went in there and straddled the wand, just like it is there, and gave myself one awesome orgasm. I soaked right through my panties! Fuck it was fantastic! I did torment him a good portion of the morning already. He is still restrained and the wand secure but I turned it off for now to give the wand a rest so I can do it all over again.  It's going to be a long day for him.