Little step

It has been some time that I posted here, but I am back!


K and I took our D/s relation one step further.
A little one, but in my eyes, a very importatnt one.

Ropes and nipple clamps.

All very much improvised, but still! We did it.

Sunday morning, when we woke up, we started fooling around a bit.
Pinching, some light spanking.
I made k stand up, put her hands high against the cupboard and blindfolded her.

It was a wonderful sight, seeing her stand up, naked, blindfolded and very, very vulnerable.
I took my belt and looped it firmly around her waist.
I don't kow why, but I have always loved the sight of a leather belt, strapping in a girls waist.
It is a sort of a teeny, weeny corset, I guess. Emphasising the female hour-glass form.

Later I looseened the belt and used it on her asscheeks.
Now that really was a first! I liked it, she liked it.

At a certain point, I was holding k down on the bed and whispering in her ear that I was going to tie her up the next time.

"Why the next time"?

A good question and there was no reason to postpone it. A couple of days ago, I found a left-over rope, a quite rough one, and I went to fetch it.
I also took a couple of clothespins with me...


I have never been a boy scout, so knots are not my thing.
Not yet.
I just did my best tying k's hands behind her back and I put the clothespins on her nipples.
To be honest, I loosened them a bit, but they still did their job very well!

What impressed me was that k really enjoyed the feeling of these pins.
She was very much aroused and when I started stroking her clit, she came hard, very hard. She had one of these orgasms rising from deep inside her and lasting very long.

When I removed the blindfold, k was very emotional and she hid for a very long time in my arms.

It was a warm and deep and very new experience!

Take her to the top

When I took my first small steps into BDSM years ago with C, experimenting was exiting. It still is. Of course...

C was highly orgasmic. She came easily, she came often, always mind blowing and leg shaking.
One day I told her to sit down in a lounge chair, pull up her legs and close her eyes.
She simply looked gorgeuos when she did, a picture, heartbreakingly vulnerable in her nakedness.

C was a slim girl, long legged, ash blond with small and firm breasts, pink nipples and she had one of these pussys that only show pluffy, outer labia. Hmmm.
And Brazilian waxed. Of course.

She complied immediately, breathing heavily. She sat down, closed her eyes and pulled up her legs.

One of C's marvelous qualities was that she could almost orgasm without any physical stimulation. And I could sense that she was already moving closer and closer to the point of no return.

I orderd her to touch her clit and circle it slowly but I also told her that she was not allowed to come. When she lowered her hand, she sighed and parted her legs a bit further. She almost jumped out of the chair when she touched her clit and started moving her index finger around.

It was such a lovely sight.

I stood behind her and whispered in her ear.
"You like this, don't you? You like it when I tell you to do things, and you like it when I intensely watch you maturbate.
You do, you little slut.
But you CANNOT come, C."
She quickly lifted her finger. She was to close...

Now can you torture a young beauty much longer?

Yes you can.

"Put that finger on your clit again, I didn't allow you to lift it. And you are going to come whe I say so, not earlier."

She obliged and I could see she was definetly getting into trouble. She was holding her breath, a bit later she was gasping, then clenching her teeth... Such a lovely sight!

"Come, C!"

"Come again!"

"And again".

I wish I could relive these moments.
I really do.

The big O

Not yet.

No, I am not going to forbid you to come.
Maybe I will somewhere in the future, but then again, I might not.
Only I know if, how and when. You don't.
It is as easy as that.

I was whispering in K's ear last night.

Whispering in her ear.

She has always been a sucker for whispers. For tales, for dirty talk.
And who am I to object.

Turn on your belly, close your eyes and feel your body all over. Your breasts, crushed on the mattress when I cover you with the weight of my body. The tingling between your legs. Feel it. Feel your pussy getting wet.

K is very responsive to talking and to suggestion. The instant I say that she should feel the aching of her pussy, it starts aching.

I orderd her to start masturbating.
Slowly, very slowly.
Just one hand, one finger.
Nothing more.
I explicitly ordered her to tell me when she was coming closer to the big O. And when she did, I ordered her to wait.
She tried hard and in the end managed to control herself. But she begged me to grant her release.

I did not.
Not yet.
Oh no, not yet.

When she got upset, I held her down strongly. One arm in her neck, pushing her into the mattress. One hand on her throat.
My penetration was sudden, unexpected and she gasped for air.
I buried myself deep in her and started thrusting.

Do not cum.
Not yet.
Oh no, not yet.

I am going to count you down and you can only come when I say 'NOW'.

K missed it a bit. It is new, very new to her.
But she came. Once, twice, three times in a row.
I did not.
I didn't need to.

Not now.

Not yet.