herMaster1111
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I could be mistaken. Might have been a similar, four-lettered "D" word (Well, how embarrassing!
I'm going to love getting to know you all over again, gorgeous.
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Thank your friend roses_and_sake for this.[/url]
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I wonder... if this[/url] works.
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Mmmmm fuck. Incredibly sexy, my dear.![]()
Mmmmm. Certainly works for me. Fuck, what an amazingly sexy body.![]()


undresses me
"Now, I don’t think you’ve told me what you decided on yet. What is your safeword?" He has released me, but I continue to look up at him with neck fully arched, my voice strained from the odd angle.
“Emerald,” I croak. Now I feel like I should have taken the time to straighten myself to speak such an important thing in a clear tone.
"Good.” His praise was the first spoken reward of this aspect of our relationship. The word and smile that came with it display to me what His Dominance feels like, and I am enraptured. I feel the urge to swallow under His pressure and from the mild discomfort of how I hold my neck still, but cannot move apart from what His expressed wishes are. “Now... Wash me."
lay out bath rug before him
test water before turning on shower head
pay close attention to every part of his body
carefully avoid penis and scrotum
look up for permission to touch
some play with permission
take whole length at once into mouth
He holds me by my ears to use my mouth and throat. He moves me gently, at a slower pace, considerate of my limits, testing me, but not pushing me. After some full strokes into my throat, He releases His hold and encourages me to stand with an outstretched hand taking my arm.
"You took that well.” I meet his gaze and cannot look away while I right myself (something all too common even while not receiving particular attention from Him), His subtlely approving expression lingering on my face for a brief examination before intaking breath and shifting his gaze, clearly moving on in thought.
"Wash my hair." The command is slightly lofty; it could be spoken by a scientist experimenting with a machine that is in the middle of being programmed, testing its reaction.
While I fetch my shampoo and pour an appropriate amount of product into my hand, He steps beneath the shower head to douse Himself. I look up to find an image so similar to a ridiculous film scene taken in slow-mo, His eyes shut with head held back, hands alternating to rake his locks back before letting his arms rest at his sides, face leveling, gaze turning to affix mine. He looks quite debonair with hair slicked back, and I say as much to him.
He leans into my hands and seems to quite enjoy the lather I give his scalp.
"I take it you're used to washing another's hair?"
mention it's just part and parcel with scalp massage
take care to wash soap from forehead when it gets near eyes
already against the wall to give space for him to rinse his own hair
pins me against the wall and bites my lip
"Was your bath enough?"
I wouldn't mind washing again.
He takes the soap and cloth and washes me in turn, posterior first.
When I turn around to face him, he doesn't pay special attention to my eroginous zones, just like when I washed him.
As he comes up from kneeling, he lets slip his finger into my folds, pressing lightly against my opening. (I can feel the distinct difference of texture between my fluid and the water) After only a slight pause, he reaches into me for the first time and curls his finger, smiling as I intake breath and tense my body.
"You're wet"
I sheepishly say I did tell him as much.
"That doesn't mean I believe you when you say it."
He removes himself from between my legs to pinch my nipples firmly even as he speaks. It's harder than I've ever experienced, but the brevity makes it less damaging and more resonant.
"I'm not even going to try to wash your hair, so I'll let you do that."
I wash my hair and we make small talk to fill the air.
"I used to be in better shape."
talk of less-than-optimal status abdomens and exercise
Sex is great exercise.
"Yes, that's true, but the problem is it takes hours of raucous sex to get anywhere."
I smile and nod with bitten lip.
"Hana, this isn't something for which I can take implied consent."
I give him permission.
"We should get out before we use all the hotel's hot water."
I step out first
Fetch large towel for him first, then make my way toward the bed with my towel to let him use the restroom.
thrown on bed prone with legs over edge
He fingers me and grabs my hair.
"There is one rule." What's that? "You must ask permission." I understand.
continues manual stimulation with my hands over my head
Please, let me. "Have you done anything to deserve it?" How may I serve you? "That doesn't answer my question." No. (spoken as answer to his question.)
continues stimulation for a short time, smacking my lower legs down when they curl up due to his ministrations
"How used are you to stretching your vagina? You may be sore tomorrow."
My fluid is discolored and stains the white towel he uses to wipe his hands. He tosses it into my view.
"Seems like that ship has already sailed."
He fetches his new knife.
presses my head to the bed, covering my ear and making it difficult to hear
knife play
marks me along ribs, in an asterisk under my left scap, and makes a seamless line from infra scapula to mid hamstring on the left
he speaks an unheard question
pauses
I realise his knife is at my throat and he removes his hand from my head.
"That was a legitimate question."
I explain his question was unheard.
"How do you feel about being this knife's first blooding?"
I find it erotic. I tell him as much.
bloods along my sixth rib
takes a picture
Shows me
I smile and sigh as he turns away and leaves me waiting.
He takes his blade to my right side after some consideration, mirroring the single stroke from infra scap to (this time) the popliteal fossa.
turns me over
fingers me and pins my wrists above my head, where I keep them
moves his hand to my throat where he gives me the first choke of the night, made with only one hand, pressing me into bed
I laugh after a few moments of irrelevant and comedic thought.
"What's funny?"
I feel like I've woken from a dream; think you blacked me out.
binds my wrists with his belt, it slips, he tightens it again
continues manual stimulation with me face up and on the edge of the bed.
manipulates me into side-laying
lays behind me
He asks me a question, and I give a soft response
He leans an ear down to my face. "Speak up."
Snap at his ear, which he dodges.
Presses my head into the bed and bites my neck.
"If you're going to bite, then do it."
I arch my back and press my behind into him in response.
"Are you on any kind of birth control?" No.
gives an annoyed look and rises to fetch a condom with a short sigh/chuff
He lets me watch him open the condom but I don't see him sheathe himself.
makes me prone again
He takes me, filling me all at once, pounding firmly from the start
moves up to kneeling on the bed due to effort
I bite my leather bond and unintentionally loosen it
May I? "May you what?" be granted release "Together now." May I please release? "You may."
I afterward apologize for bond loosening
He flips me over easily.
"Michelle, you're so tight."
What do you expect?
"But, you've stripped the condom off."
Maybe I want it raw.(smile and bite lip)
"Are you prepared to face the consequences?"
pre-ejaculatory fluid has potential for pregnancy etc
Starting period within a few days, irrelevant.
He drizzles both me and his erection with lubricant, spreading over both before
"How's _this_?"
so much better. I say as much.
He raises my legs over his shoulders, grasps my calf, bites hard
May I? "May you what?" orgasm (I'm breathless) "Cum for me."
extended orgasm with lingering tension
"Were you able to cum for me?" Yes.
Take me how you want me.
He cums over my stomach and chest
I slip my hands out of the bond to stroke his shaft and scrotum
"How you feeling?"
Ecstatic, tingly, and very good with your cock in my hands.
He gets up, smug, or maybe just domineering.
"Clean yourself."
tosses towl onto my stomach
Talking near sink
I'm dripping while standing
eventually come back to the bed
kneel in front of him where he sits on the edge
I pet his legs, hips, torso, arms as we talk, as his arms reach out to me
second choke, double handed this time
black out
"You can't take it very long. That was maybe four seconds. The color drained from your face so quickly. It was fascinating; but then you started falling backward, and I figured I should let you have your blood back."
still reeling when I get visually stuck on his legs and ask which one was hurt in the past
have him lay prone on the bed
work on lower leg/R hurt knee, brush my hair against his crotch as I get up
skin roll on back, use forearm on L shld
dripping throughout bodywork, running to-and-from to mop myself up
he is amused
talking while sitting/laying on bed
moves to my side, standing
takes hair, pets neck
gets on bed supine
"How are you on top?"
pulls me onto him
I'm unsure of my skill; I've never been given critique.
unused to responsive bottom
end up slowing down
lean back after prompting
"You're quivering"
Of course. Would I be anything else?
rolls me over
"You were slowing down. Can't have that."
moves quickly
sweat drops onto me
I think his effortful face is fascinating and stimulating, honoring to have so much effort used on me.
rolls us to sidelaying while remaining embedded
grabs hair, neck, forces face to him, bites lip
I clutch his arm to my chest.
grasps at my thigh and ass often
I'm able to slip my hand down to stimulate clit
Attempts to caress his skin with my other hand are met by physical prevention.
It is apparent to me that it is easy to break my wrist and he has carnal desire to do so.
I mean to say please keep fucking me just like this; end up only saying "fuck me".
"I thought that's what I'm doing."
feel like a fool
embarrassment adds to arousal
May I please cum?
"Yes" spoken slowly and with a satisfied grin
extended orgasm with extraordinary sensitivity afterward
lurching forward repeatedly, sending me hunched forward each time
grasp my hair to hold me back even when I convulse
"Even though the body is spent, it still struggles to fulfill the need to move, to arch, to thrust."
I agree with a whimper.
"You've got it easy."
agree again, mention he's got it so much harder than I
chuckle slightly and resist making a poor joke
remain tight even as a slip relieves his erection from me
"Uh-oh. You're drying up. You should drink water."
I lay wallowing in lovely sensation as he gets up.
"No, I mean it. Drink water."
Take as an order and right myself on the edge of the bed.
I wobble and require aid of the wall for stability.
"And yes, I did want to watch you walk."
Talking
Critique and feedback
I ask if blowjobs are less preferred than handjobs
He mentions they are quite synonymous, and both are great
Talking
Conversation turns to D&D.
mention of "up they go"
I reach for his groin.
Up you go.
"That was such a terrible joke."
I continue stroking his shaft until he opens his legs to make room for me.
He leans back on elbows to be more relaxed.
moves to the pillows after a full minute of both hand and mouth.
"You're wanting to outlast me? You're going to have to step up your game if you want to do that."
I meet his eyes determinedly.
I continue for some minutes, giving my best efforts.
"If you had a glove and worked my prostate, I'd say you'd have a shot at best blowjob."
Who needs a glove?
begin to press into his anus
"Lube, please."
forgot it's not normal to have a moist anus
work slowly
deep throat, urethral tonguing, hot breath, swallowing on, anal rimming, fingering, and prostate massage, pinching of glans between first and second fingers' second knuckles
edge thoroughly
"Please, let me cum."
(should have moaned with him in my throat)
acquiesce
end with stroking
He grabs a pillow and clutches it to his face.
yells into pillow as he cums over his chest
careful to avoid glans, slowly stroke shaft and slowly stroke down prostate
"Please withdraw." His voice is a little shaky.
I ease out
fetch a clean towel
carefully wipe clean his chest and milk his shaft, careful with his glans
clean his backside and underside of lube
some discussion and he really does need to be on his way.
I allow him to dress and we say our goodbyes.

Ooh, loving the reaction! Glad you're enjoying yourself.![]()


Quite the resounding compliment!You are exquisite and amazing![]()
I appreciate your praise and am glad you are enjoying yourself. 
Well, now.... The following WILL BE EDITED *shudder*.... I've had a request to pretty please post the rest of my first BDSM encounter with my Dom, and so I shall. This is in a seriously shoddy state, and I plead for your understanding and patience with me in it.
undresses me
Interesting format and enjoyed this immensely. You're quite...skilled.
Well, now.... The following WILL BE EDITED *shudder*.... I've had a request to pretty please post the rest of my first BDSM encounter with my Dom, and so I shall. This is in a seriously shoddy state, and I plead for your understanding and patience with me in it.
You really should work on it and publish itOoof, care to trim that up a bit, friend? >.<Interesting format and enjoyed this immensely. You're quite...skilled.![]()
u.u Yeah, no kidding. It's so daunting though... I was in a mental haze through most of it, and I know it won't match up to the first segment. I worry about the flow of the narrative, and I know it'll feel choppy... /pout.Thank youYou really should work on it and publish it
Ooof, care to trim that up a bit, friend? >.<
I tried using, like, a spoiler tab so it wouldn't take up the whole page, but this forum doesn't have any such feature that I know of. (tried [spoiler] and [button] with no luck)
If you like that, did you see the segment I posted earlier? The polished narrative first segment?
u.u Yeah, no kidding. It's so daunting though... I was in a mental haze through most of it, and I know it won't match up to the first segment. I worry about the flow of the narrative, and I know it'll feel choppy... /pout.

Oh, no! looks like you took off the end of the quote code. >.<Edited the quote. Incidentally, as this just happened to another Lit friend here, if you post a long story in here, the Lit Mod will take it out, if it's too long, apparently.
Earlier segment? Hmmm, lemme go see...![]()

u.u Yeah, no kidding. It's so daunting though... I was in a mental haze through most of it, and I know it won't match up to the first segment. I worry about the flow of the narrative, and I know it'll feel choppy... /pout.
at the end of my quoted text in your edited reply.Oh, no! looks like you took off the end of the quote code. >.<
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Oh-ho?
*roll onto my back and curl into the fetal position, lips pouted and eyes wide, rocking side to side and whining at the unfairness of my damnably foggy memory of such a lovely night*

Lol eeeeeh... I was thinking something along these lines....Like a lumpsucker?![]()
>.> Did you have a different account then? Or are you a recent admirer of this dusty thread? lolWhoa!! You’re actually back? Wow!!! Welcome back, pretty wallflower.

Can't see her/you pout though ...
>.> Did you have a different account then? Or are you a recent admirer of this dusty thread? lol
In any case!... Thank you kindly for your welcome back. ^ ^
Have you no imagination!?!?!11? D: ...![]()