Raw Anal Lust

[HisHarlot]

If you ask me, when talking about anal sex of any kind, depth is ALWAYS desired.

No depth = no fun.

Oh, just to...aHem...clarify things...I don't often frequent the women's hygene section of any store. I'm a manly man! But, KY is also in the grocery store.

i did not mean to imply that it could only be bought in that one aisle, Sir. and i have no doubts that you are a "manly man", may i be struck dumb if i implied otherwise!

and while it still hasn't happened for me *sighs heavily* ... i am sure that 'depth' is always desired. i mean, be it Dom, husband, or lover who's taking the ass - they are ALL going to want their cock to be completely encased inside that ass.

 

[SummerMorning]

ky and astro-glide can both be gotten a hold of, in the women's hygiene section of any walgreens store.

being so flexible can also be a problem, if you really stop and think about it. the man who is going to 'poke' a girl, who's as flexible as you describe, 'in her posterior, may not be able to get as much depth as desired, accessibility aside.

Granted. It takes a special girl to have sufficient flexibility in both the "whole body" and "posterior" departments.

... it was fun while it lasted.

 

[SummerMorning]

i did not mean to imply that it could only be bought in that one aisle, Sir. and i have no doubts that you are a "manly man", may i be struck dumb if i implied otherwise!

and while it still hasn't happened for me *sighs heavily* ... i am sure that 'depth' is always desired. i mean, be it Dom, husband, or lover who's taking the ass - they are ALL going to want their cock to be completely encased inside that ass.

Yes ... but we also want it in all those places in between. It's especially satisfying when you first "force" your way in, stretching the sphincter. Mmmm ... delectable.

I wonder how it'll be with my new girl ... will she take to it or won't she? The suspense!

 

[HisHarlot]

Yes ... but we also want it in all those places in between. It's especially satisfying when you first "force" your way in, stretching the sphincter. Mmmm ... delectable.

I wonder how it'll be with my new girl ... will she take to it or won't she? The suspense!

you don't know? you haven't tried her yet?

 

[SummerMorning]

you don't know? you haven't tried her yet?

She's very new ... I'll break her in soon enough.

 

[DVS]

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[gypziedoll]

anxiously awaiting

 

[mitchell67]

re: contrarian

Oh, absolutely. I mean ... it's very vanilla, but KY works very well. You have to keep topping it up a bit, but it's easy to get a hold of and if it starts to dry a bit just add spit. Of course, after a girl's had some practice, she just seems to relax and take hard pokes in her posterior so much better.

Of course if she's flexible, so much the better ... nothing like tying a girl down with her legs behind her shoulders. Very ... accessible.

I'd like to get up and speak out against the travesty of sexual lubricants that is K-Y. Los Hermanos Johnson have spent much in advertising and promoting their water-soluble gunk as a condom friendly product. And for such a use and other medical applications, it's fine and appropriate. But let's sit back and ask ourselves whether it serves every use that we might have in our lives.

As pointed out above it needs to be topped off because it dries out readily; it's water-soluble afterall. So for extended use with toys and buttplugs, it really isn't practical.

The second drawback to K-Y is that it's artificial and unedible. For this reason, I'd like to suggest and promote olive oil as the ideal analsex lubricant. It's inexpensive, edible, easy to clean up and it's a skin emollient. It's also sold in conveniently sized bottles with resealable caps. Moreover, it can be infused with herbs and essential essence for added appeal.

I am of course talking about a lubricant in a fluidcommitted relationship, yet if anybody has any drawback to olive oil to share, I'd like to hear it.

 

[HisHarlot]

~~EXTRA~~EXTRA~~
!! READ ALL ABOUT IT !!​

A new installment is coming...any day, now. ​

well that got our attention! *waits*

 

[witch_fire]

~~EXTRA~~EXTRA~~
!! READ ALL ABOUT IT !!​

A new installment is coming...any day, now. ​

I must admit i've only read the first instalment but i look forward to reading more.

 

[HisHarlot]

I'd like to get up and speak out against the travesty of sexual lubricants that is K-Y. Los Hermanos Johnson have spent much in advertising and promoting their water-soluble gunk as a condom friendly product. And for such a use and other medical applications, it's fine and appropriate. But let's sit back and ask ourselves whether it serves every use that we might have in our lives.

As pointed out above it needs to be topped off because it dries out readily; it's water-soluble afterall. So for extended use with toys and buttplugs, it really isn't practical.

The second drawback to K-Y is that it's artificial and unedible. For this reason, I'd like to suggest and promote olive oil as the ideal analsex lubricant. It's inexpensive, edible, easy to clean up and it's a skin emollient. It's also sold in conveniently sized bottles with resealable caps. Moreover, it can be infused with herbs and essential essence for added appeal.

I am of course talking about a lubricant in a fluidcommitted relationship, yet if anybody has any drawback to olive oil to share, I'd like to hear it.

not so much a drawback, but an alternative as well. i have heard there is an oil that has no odor and no taste and also leaves the skin moist and supple after a prolonged use.

it is: jojoba oil - found in health stores.

 

[gypziedoll]

not so much a drawback, but an alternative as well. i have heard there is an oil that has no odor and no taste and also leaves the skin moist and supple after a prolonged use.

it is: jojoba oil - found in health stores.

yes it is, Petite

 

[SummerMorning]

For this reason, I'd like to suggest and promote olive oil as the ideal analsex lubricant. It's inexpensive, edible, easy to clean up and it's a skin emollient. It's also sold in conveniently sized bottles with resealable caps. Moreover, it can be infused with herbs and essential essence for added appeal.

I am of course talking about a lubricant in a fluidcommitted relationship, yet if anybody has any drawback to olive oil to share, I'd like to hear it.

Olive oil? Wow. Hm. This gives fun in the kitchen a whole new dimension.

(PS - don't knock the KY tho', for it's purpose it's quite ok)

 

[SummerMorning]

not so much a drawback, but an alternative as well. i have heard there is an oil that has no odor and no taste and also leaves the skin moist and supple after a prolonged use.

it is: jojoba oil - found in health stores.

oh, jojoba oil is niiiiice.

 

[HisHarlot]

oh, jojoba oil is niiiiice.

 

[gypziedoll]

alo Babay

 

[DVS]

This installment is a continuation from post #1899.​

We're still working on the 1-10 game. Actually, I think it's really just getting started. Sweet torture, that game is.


There I was with my slut before me like she was an offering to the gods. There were times when I knew she would do anything to satisfy me, if I would just let her cum. But, the game is about pacing yourself. I wanted to find ways to excite her so I could take her on the roller coaster ride. Up and down, up and down, all the while she wouldn’t know if I was going to allow her to cum that time, or would it maybe be the next time.

Each time she reached that threshold, she’d wonder. And, the more I took her to the edge and denied her, her sexual tension would get higher and higher. I just reached out and touched both of the slut’s nipples. I just lightly brushed them with my finger. She gasped as if my fingers were ice cold and both nipples became hard in what seemed like an instant. That sexual tension was already getting interesting.

If done correctly, the 1 to 10 game could be very interesting. There’s no set of rules you need to follow, other than knowing what level of sexual arousal your submissive is at, so you can control the game. Of course, knowing when they reach level nine is necessary, too.

It’s possible that your sub might not let you know when level nine is reached. It takes a lot of personal will power to tell someone that. They know as soon as they mention level nine, all stimulation will be removed. So, if you have a sub that is selectively forgetful, it might be necessary to set one more rule. I told the slut she could expect a rather nasty punishment, if she didn’t inform me when she was about to cum. I didn’t tell her what that nasty punishment was, either. I think that was best, so she couldn’t anticipate it. It would also help her to remember.

I leaned down so I could whisper into the slut’s ear. “You seem to be enjoying your position, slut.” She nodded her head. “That’s a good girl. I wonder, how much you’ll be enjoying it, if I don’t allow you to cum.” I raised back up and gave her a big smile.

It was a delayed reaction but her eyes got very large. Her face expressed the shock she was feeling. “But…but…”

I quickly leaned back down and whispered into her ear, again. “Now, now. Don’t concern yourself. Let me worry about that. You just lay back and enjoy yourself.”

“…But…I want to.”

“You want to? Of course you do. I understand completely. You want to do as you’re told and play the game.”

“No, Sir…I want to cum.”

I knew she thought I didn’t understand her. But, I did. I was just playing with her. I knew she wanted to cum. That’s a direct result of the game. But, playing with her mind is also part of the game. I think I enjoy that part the most.

And, when she looked at me with those large eyes, my cock got hard. I just had to continue with her torment a little longer. “You want to cum? Is that what you’ve been trying to say?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Well, if you’re really nice and do everything I tell you, you might get to cum.”

Her eyes got big again. She started struggling, fighting against the ropes that tied her to the ottoman. My cock twitched some more. “You know, slut, service to your Dom should come first. Just because you want to cum, don’t expect it. You haven’t forgotten who’s in charge, have you? Surely you remember that.”

Rita jumped down from the desk and walked over to us. She picked up the crop with one hand and started slapping it into the palm of the other. She walked behind me, in a circle, around to the other side of the ottoman, then back beside me. The slut was watching her every move.

Actually, I was watching her every move, too. I didn’t know what to expect. She and Lucy had been sitting in the background. I thought they were pissed at me for making them conform to my rules. But, aside from the little Rita said before, and when Lucy got the slut a drink of water, they were still being a little standoffish.

I think Rita was just thinking of something to say. It looked like she was in her Domme mode. That’s when she best torments someone. There’s never a dull moment with Rita around and, when in Domme mode, she can cause some delicious and painful marks on a body. Sometimes I think she assumes the SS&C of BDSM is a soft limit.

I didn’t know Rita’s intentions. She was just walking around us, slapping that crop in her hand. I thought I had things in control, and I didn’t need her help. She was disrupting me, and it was my turn, after all. After she had made a few circles around us, I just had to say something. “Rita, might I ask what you’re doing? This is my turn, not yours.”

“I’m bored. I mean I’m really bored. This is no fun watching, and I want to help move things along.”

“Move things along? But, this is my turn. You’ll get your chance.”

“Well, shit…we need some excitement. Can’t you make her squirm, just a little?”

“I know at times this game might not be that much fun to watch, but if you wait a while, I’m sure will be some…squirming going on. You just need to be patient. This is kind of like a game of chess. There’s a strategy behind it.”

“Chess? Shit, that’s another game I don’t like.”

“It’s not exactly like chess, but there are similarities.” She kept walking around us, all this time. I stood up and faced her. I looked right at her. “Rita, you’re circling us like a vulture. It’s messing with my concentration. The slut is watching you, instead of me. Maybe you just need to do something else, for a little while, until the game gets interesting.”

Rita stopped in her tracks. She just stood there. And, she had a funny look on her face, like she’d been sleep walking and I just woke her up. She looked self conscious, almost embarrassed. She didn’t say anything, but quickly dropped the crop and walked back to her spot on the desk.

I didn’t understand it. I looked at James. He shrugged his shoulders. Rita is sometimes impatient, but that was out of character. I watched as she walked over and hopped back up on the desk. She still had that funny look on her face…sort of confused.

I thought I should acknowledge her understanding. “Thank you. Get yourself a beer, or a Coke.” There was no reaction. “And, I’m sure there’s still some chips and things over there,” I continued. She didn’t seem to even hear me. She just sat there, quietly. That was odd, especially for Rita. She almost always wanted the last word. But, not this time.

I got back down on my knees, and put my attention back to the game. “Well, slut, let’s get back to it. What level are you at?”

“Um, maybe level two, Sir.”

“Two? That’s pretty low. But, it’s understandable.” That thing with Rita had bothered her, no doubt. “No matter, I can fix it.” I picked up that little vibe that she seemed to enjoy so. I saw her eyes light up, when she saw it. I didn’t know it was so easy to get her complete attention, but t seemed as though it was not only a vibe, but a sort of magic wand, too.

I watched how she followed it with her eyes. I decided to play with her a little. I turned it on and started for her clit. Her whole body tensed up, and she raised her head as much as she could, to watch where I was going with it. I’m sure she wanted to prepare herself for that first sensation. Not knowing where it’s going to land is quite a jolt of its own, I’m sure.

But, I fooled her. I quickly pulled my hands back away from her body. She looked at me with a very puzzled look on her face. Again, I moved my hands back down between her legs, and again she strained her head so her eyes could follow that vibe.

Once again I pulled my hands back, and smiled at her. Her puzzled look changed to torment, as she then knew I was playing with her. She whimpered softly, as she lay back on the ottoman. She seemed quite disappointed. I guess she must really like that vibrator.

The intensity with which she followed it gave me an idea. I turned it off and laid it down on her body, right between her tits. I thought that would keep her attention while I got up and walked over to James’ bag. I was looking for a blindfold, but I didn’t find one. I was about to ask James, when I found something that I thought would work just as well. It was a brightly colored scarf. I folded it just right and tied it at the back of her head. It was a silky fabric that covered her eyes perfectly.

And then, perfect was what the slut was. She was a perfect captive. Her bound body was presented for me, and blindfolded, she was unable to see my intentions. The scarf was sure to intensify her reactions. It would also create another aspect of enjoyment for the rest of us, watching those reactions.

I looked at her, lying there. Her chest was moving up and down, as her breathing got heavy. Her body twitched when she felt me pick up the vibrator. She seemed very tense. I asked her what level she was at. I thought the scarf would surely bring her up at least one level.

Rethinking the previous few minutes, she mentioned she was at level two. But that was before I tormented her with the vibe. She must have gone down to level one after that, because I had disappointed her. But, the scarf had surely brought her back up to level two. “What level are you at, slut?”

“Umm, I can’t tell, Sir.”

“You can’t tell? Well, take a guess.”

“Well, maybe level two, Sir.”

“Level two. That’s interesting to hear.” Then I turned on the vibrator. I let it hum for a few seconds, then I asked her again, “What level are you at, now?”

The slut giggled, when she heard the vibe turn on. Smiling, she said, “Level three, Sir.”

“Well, I’m impressed. This sound alone can take you up a level?”

Again she giggled. “Yes Sir, I guess it can. It’s the anticipation, I guess.”

“I agree. You are quite fond of this sound, aren’t you?”

“Yes Sir, I am.”

I smiled, but the slut couldn’t see. “Good. This vibe is going to be very useful.”

I lightly pressed the vibe against her nipples, just enough to allow the slightest vibrations to buzz against them. They were nice and hard and obviously sensitive, so it was easy to tell when the vibe touched, just from her squirming. I took the vibe down her body, following along the outside of her ribcage. She squealed and tried to jerk away, as the vibe made its way down her body.

When I saw her body jerk away like that, I knew I had another fun tool. “Oh, we’re ticklish. Isn’t that interesting. You’re quickly becoming the life of the party, slut.”

I traced her body with the vibe, running it towards her belly button, circling it a few times. The sensations made her shiver. Then, slowly down between her legs, but I missed her clit on purpose. I didn’t want to take her over the edge.

“Open your legs, slut. Wide.” As her legs opened, I traced down her inner thigh, along the outside of her pussy. She moaned, as the vibe made its path down between her legs. As I slowly rubbed beneath her pussy, she wiggled her body, trying to get her pussy on the vibe.

I pulled it away and slapped her clit with the palm of my hand. She yelped, and her body jerked in reaction. I turned the vibe off, and silence filled the room. After a few seconds of watching her heavy breathing, I leaned down and whispered to her. “You don’t control this game. I do. Now, you can continue to try. I don’t mind. But, each time you do, expect some sort of retaliatory discipline, in return. Do you understand?”

She licked her lips and answered in nothing more than a whisper. “Yes, Sir.”

“Good. Then, we’ll continue where we left off.”

I turned the vibe back on and as soon as it touched between her legs, she jerked and whimpered. She was pleasantly startled. But, her reaction was to close her legs. Her legs clamped against my hand and she let out a deep moan as her body squirmed against my hand.

I couldn’t believe it. Her legs had a vise grip on me. I could hear the muffled sounds coming from the vibe. It was still in my hand. I tried to get my arm free, but the more I moved it, the more she moaned and clamped her legs together on it. She was whimpering and I could feel her body shaking. She seemed determined to cum, but that wasn’t going to happen.

I tried to reach for the crop, but it was too far away. I’m sure I could have pulled my hand out, but I thought I could use this as a way to get Rita’s interest back. I looked over at her, and she wasn’t even watching. I called for her help. “Rita, can you help me?” Pointing to the crop, “Pick that up and give the slut a few good ones across her tits. Can you do that for me?”

Well, I didn’t have to ask twice. Rita’s face brightened up and she hopped off that desk and picked up the crop, almost in one quick motion. I leaned out of the way and she let the slut have it good, several times, right across her nipples. The second one broke the slut’s concentration and she released her grip on my arm.

Rita was about to give her some more, but I held up my hand. “That’s enough, Rita. Thank you.” She seemed disappointed, but when I asked her to stand by, just in case I needed her help again, she smiled. I saw the old Rita in that smile. She sat there on the carpet, on the opposite side of the slut from me.

There were long red marks forming on the slut’s chest. The slut was still whimpering, but I’m sure it was for a different reason. Rita did good work. Two marks were fairly close together. None of them actually hit a nipple, but one got very close.

I put the vibe between the slut’s tits. It was still running. “Slut, I told you there would be consequences, if you tried anything like that. Didn’t I tell you that?”

“Yes, Sir. I’m sorry, but I…I…”

“You what?”

“I lost control, Sir.”

“I’ll say you did.”

“It was the vibe, Sir…and where you had it.”

“Well, I’ve taken precautions, so it doesn’t happen again.”

“Precautions, Sir?”

I looked over at Rita. “Yes, precautions.”

Although the slut couldn’t see that Rita was so close, I think she had an idea. The way Rita was flipping that crop around, I’m sure the slut could hear it. Her answer was simple and short. “Yes, Sir.”

“Now, maybe we can get back to the game. Do you think so, slut?”

“Yes, Sir.”

The next installment in this continuing story is on post #2234.​

 

[gypziedoll]

This installment is a continuation from post #1899.​

We're still working on the 1-10 game. Actually, I think it's really just getting started. Sweet torture, that game is.


There I was with my slut before me like she was an offering to the gods. There were times when I knew she would do anything to satisfy me, if I would just let her cum. But, the game is about pacing yourself. I wanted to find ways to excite her so I could take her on the roller coaster ride. Up and down, up and down, all the while she wouldn’t know if I was going to allow her to cum that time, or would it maybe be the next time.

Each time she reached that threshold, she’d wonder. And, the more I took her to the edge and denied her, her sexual tension would get higher and higher. I just reached out and touched both of the slut’s nipples. I just lightly brushed them with my finger. She gasped as if my fingers were ice cold and both nipples became hard in what seemed like an instant. That sexual tension was already getting interesting.

If done correctly, the 1 to 10 game could be very interesting. There’s no set of rules you need to follow, other than knowing what level of sexual arousal your submissive is at, so you can control the game. Of course, knowing when they reach level nine is necessary, too.

It’s possible that your sub might not let you know when level nine is reached. It takes a lot of personal will power to tell someone that. They know as soon as they mention level nine, all stimulation will be removed. So, if you have a sub that is selectively forgetful, it might be necessary to set one more rule. I told the slut she could expect a rather nasty punishment, if she didn’t inform me when she was about to cum. I didn’t tell her what that nasty punishment was, either. I think that was best, so she couldn’t anticipate it. It would also help her to remember.

I leaned down so I could whisper into the slut’s ear. “You seem to be enjoying your position, slut.” She nodded her head. “That’s a good girl. I wonder, how much you’ll be enjoying it, if I don’t allow you to cum.” I raised back up and gave her a big smile.

It was a delayed reaction but her eyes got very large. Her face expressed the shock she was feeling. “But…but…”

I quickly leaned back down and whispered into her ear, again. “Now, now. Don’t concern yourself. Let me worry about that. You just lay back and enjoy yourself.”

“…But…I want to.”

“You want to? Of course you do. I understand completely. You want to do as you’re told and play the game.”

“No, Sir…I want to cum.”

I knew she thought I didn’t understand her. But, I did. I was just playing with her. I knew she wanted to cum. That’s a direct result of the game. But, playing with her mind is also part of the game. I think I enjoy that part the most.

And, when she looked at me with those large eyes, my cock got hard. I just had to continue with her torment a little longer. “You want to cum? Is that what you’ve been trying to say?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Well, if you’re really nice and do everything I tell you, you might get to cum.”

Her eyes got big again. She started struggling, fighting against the ropes that tied her to the ottoman. My cock twitched some more. “You know, slut, service to your Dom should come first. Just because you want to cum, don’t expect it. You haven’t forgotten who’s in charge, have you? Surely you remember that.”

Rita jumped down from the desk and walked over to us. She picked up the crop with one hand and started slapping it into the palm of the other. She walked behind me, in a circle, around to the other side of the ottoman, then back beside me. The slut was watching her every move.

Actually, I was watching her every move, too. I didn’t know what to expect. She and Lucy had been sitting in the background. I thought they were pissed at me for making them conform to my rules. But, aside from the little Rita said before, and when Lucy got the slut a drink of water, they were still being a little standoffish.

I think Rita was just thinking of something to say. It looked like she was in her Domme mode. That’s when she best torments someone. There’s never a dull moment with Rita around and, when in Domme mode, she can cause some delicious and painful marks on a body. Sometimes I think she assumes the SS&C of BDSM is a soft limit.

I didn’t know Rita’s intentions. She was just walking around us, slapping that crop in her hand. I thought I had things in control, and I didn’t need her help. She was disrupting me, and it was my turn, after all. After she had made a few circles around us, I just had to say something. “Rita, might I ask what you’re doing? This is my turn, not yours.”

“I’m bored. I mean I’m really bored. This is no fun watching, and I want to help move things along.”

“Move things along? But, this is my turn. You’ll get your chance.”

“Well, shit…we need some excitement. Can’t you make her squirm, just a little?”

“I know at times this game might not be that much fun to watch, but if you wait a while, I’m sure will be some…squirming going on. You just need to be patient. This is kind of like a game of chess. There’s a strategy behind it.”

“Chess? Shit, that’s another game I don’t like.”

“It’s not exactly like chess, but there are similarities.” She kept walking around us, all this time. I stood up and faced her. I looked right at her. “Rita, you’re circling us like a vulture. It’s messing with my concentration. The slut is watching you, instead of me. Maybe you just need to do something else, for a little while, until the game gets interesting.”

Rita stopped in her tracks. She just stood there. And, she had a funny look on her face, like she’d been sleep walking and I just woke her up. She looked self conscious, almost embarrassed. She didn’t say anything, but quickly dropped the crop and walked back to her spot on the desk.

I didn’t understand it. I looked at James. He shrugged his shoulders. Rita is sometimes impatient, but that was out of character. I watched as she walked over and hopped back up on the desk. She still had that funny look on her face…sort of confused.

I thought I should acknowledge her understanding. “Thank you. Get yourself a beer, or a Coke.” There was no reaction. “And, I’m sure there’s still some chips and things over there,” I continued. She didn’t seem to even hear me. She just sat there, quietly. That was odd, especially for Rita. She almost always wanted the last word. But, not this time.

I got back down on my knees, and put my attention back to the game. “Well, slut, let’s get back to it. What level are you at?”

“Um, maybe level two, Sir.”

“Two? That’s pretty low. But, it’s understandable.” That thing with Rita had bothered her, no doubt. “No matter, I can fix it.” I picked up that little vibe that she seemed to enjoy so. I saw her eyes light up, when she saw it. I didn’t know it was so easy to get her complete attention, but t seemed as though it was not only a vibe, but a sort of magic wand, too.

I watched how she followed it with her eyes. I decided to play with her a little. I turned it on and started for her clit. Her whole body tensed up, and she raised her head as much as she could, to watch where I was going with it. I’m sure she wanted to prepare herself for that first sensation. Not knowing where it’s going to land is quite a jolt of its own, I’m sure.

But, I fooled her. I quickly pulled my hands back away from her body. She looked at me with a very puzzled look on her face. Again, I moved my hands back down between her legs, and again she strained her head so her eyes could follow that vibe.

Once again I pulled my hands back, and smiled at her. Her puzzled look changed to torment, as she then knew I was playing with her. She whimpered softly, as she lay back on the ottoman. She seemed quite disappointed. I guess she must really like that vibrator.

The intensity with which she followed it gave me an idea. I turned it off and laid it down on her body, right between her tits. I thought that would keep her attention while I got up and walked over to James’ bag. I was looking for a blindfold, but I didn’t find one. I was about to ask James, when I found something that I thought would work just as well. It was a brightly colored scarf. I folded it just right and tied it at the back of her head. It was a silky fabric that covered her eyes perfectly.

And then, perfect was what the slut was. She was a perfect captive. Her bound body was presented for me, and blindfolded, she was unable to see my intentions. The scarf was sure to intensify her reactions. It would also create another aspect of enjoyment for the rest of us, watching those reactions.

I looked at her, lying there. Her chest was moving up and down, as her breathing got heavy. Her body twitched when she felt me pick up the vibrator. She seemed very tense. I asked her what level she was at. I thought the scarf would surely bring her up at least one level.

Rethinking the previous few minutes, she mentioned she was at level two. But that was before I tormented her with the vibe. She must have gone down to level one after that, because I had disappointed her. But, the scarf had surely brought her back up to level two. “What level are you at, slut?”

“Umm, I can’t tell, Sir.”

“You can’t tell? Well, take a guess.”

“Well, maybe level two, Sir.”

“Level two. That’s interesting to hear.” Then I turned on the vibrator. I let it hum for a few seconds, then I asked her again, “What level are you at, now?”

The slut giggled, when she heard the vibe turn on. Smiling, she said, “Level three, Sir.”

“Well, I’m impressed. This sound alone can take you up a level?”

Again she giggled. “Yes Sir, I guess it can. It’s the anticipation, I guess.”

“I agree. You are quite fond of this sound, aren’t you?”

“Yes Sir, I am.”

I smiled, but the slut couldn’t see. “Good. This vibe is going to be very useful.”

I lightly pressed the vibe against her nipples, just enough to allow the slightest vibrations to buzz against them. They were nice and hard and obviously sensitive, so it was easy to tell when the vibe touched, just from her squirming. I took the vibe down her body, following along the outside of her ribcage. She squealed and tried to jerk away, as the vibe made its way down her body.

When I saw her body jerk away like that, I knew I had another fun tool. “Oh, we’re ticklish. Isn’t that interesting. You’re quickly becoming the life of the party, slut.”

I traced her body with the vibe, running it towards her belly button, circling it a few times. The sensations made her shiver. Then, slowly down between her legs, but I missed her clit on purpose. I didn’t want to take her over the edge.

“Open your legs, slut. Wide.” As her legs opened, I traced down her inner thigh, along the outside of her pussy. She moaned, as the vibe made its path down between her legs. As I slowly rubbed beneath her pussy, she wiggled her body, trying to get her pussy on the vibe.

I pulled it away and slapped her clit with the palm of my hand. She yelped, and her body jerked in reaction. I turned the vibe off, and silence filled the room. After a few seconds of watching her heavy breathing, I leaned down and whispered to her. “You don’t control this game. I do. Now, you can continue to try. I don’t mind. But, each time you do, expect some sort of retaliatory discipline, in return. Do you understand?”

She licked her lips and answered in nothing more than a whisper. “Yes, Sir.”

“Good. Then, we’ll continue where we left off.”

I turned the vibe back on and as soon as it touched between her legs, she jerked and whimpered. She was pleasantly startled. But, her reaction was to close her legs. Her legs clamped against my hand and she let out a deep moan as her body squirmed against my hand.

I couldn’t believe it. Her legs had a vise grip on me. I could hear the muffled sounds coming from the vibe. It was still in my hand. I tried to get my arm free, but the more I moved it, the more she moaned and clamped her legs together on it. She was whimpering and I could feel her body shaking. She seemed determined to cum, but that wasn’t going to happen.

I tried to reach for the crop, but it was too far away. I’m sure I could have pulled my hand out, but I thought I could use this as a way to get Rita’s interest back. I looked over at her, and she wasn’t even watching. I called for her help. “Rita, can you help me?” Pointing to the crop, “Pick that up and give the slut a few good ones across her tits. Can you do that for me?”

Well, I didn’t have to ask twice. Rita’s face brightened up and she hopped off that desk and picked up the crop, almost in one quick motion. I leaned out of the way and she let the slut have it good, several times, right across her nipples. The second one broke the slut’s concentration and she released her grip on my arm.

Rita was about to give her some more, but I held up my hand. “That’s enough, Rita. Thank you.” She seemed disappointed, but when I asked her to stand by, just in case I needed her help again, she smiled. I saw the old Rita in that smile. She sat there on the carpet, on the opposite side of the slut from me.

There were long red marks forming on the slut’s chest. The slut was still whimpering, but I’m sure it was for a different reason. Rita did good work. Two marks were fairly close together. None of them actually hit a nipple, but one got very close.

I put the vibe between the slut’s tits. It was still running. “Slut, I told you there would be consequences, if you tried anything like that. Didn’t I tell you that?”

“Yes, Sir. I’m sorry, but I…I…”

“You what?”

“I lost control, Sir.”

“I’ll say you did.”

“It was the vibe, Sir…and where you had it.”

“Well, I’ve taken precautions, so it doesn’t happen again.”

“Precautions, Sir?”

I looked over at Rita. “Yes, precautions.”

Although the slut couldn’t see that Rita was so close, I think she had an idea. The way Rita was flipping that crop around, I’m sure the slut could hear it. Her answer was simple and short. “Yes, Sir.”

“Now, maybe we can get back to the game. Do you think so, slut?”

“Yes, Sir.”

This is the most recent installment of the story...so far.​

*shivering* with anticipation of what is to come next Sir

 

[SummerMorning]

... and there I was hoping for some anal action. *sigh*

 

[DVS]

*shivering* with anticipation of what is to come next Sir

Always right there, on top of it, aren't you. LOL.

 

[DVS]

... and there I was hoping for some anal action. *sigh*

Some things need to be spaced out, or we as humans tend to get bored with the same thing over and over. As a good Dom should do with his sub, I like to space out different things in the story just so that won't happen.

You show me a sub who's bored with her life, even though she's experiencing submissive things, and I'll show you a Dom that needs to be more creative. Or, maybe he's creative enough, but he doesn't pace the fun as much as he could.

If you pace the fun stuff, you keep your sub excited, always wondering what's coming next. But, if you show her everything you have on Saturday, what are you going to show her on Sunday? The same thing over and over only lasts for a while.

I like to always keep you wanting more. The Dom who has his sub naked and bound is in total control, only if she has no idea what's coming next. If it's the same routine as yesterday, she knows. But, if you space the fun out, she's totally helpless, waiting for what's coming next.

This is an anal lust thread, that's true. This story started with anal lust and you can be sure there will be more of that. Be patient. I'm only spacing out the fun stuff.

 

[SummerMorning]

This is an anal lust thread, that's true. This story started with anal lust and you can be sure there will be more of that. Be patient. I'm only spacing out the fun stuff.

I couldn't agree more! But ... (or should I say butt?) I'm going on holiday tomorrow and will miss the fun stuff. Darn.

Oh well ... hmm ... actually, come to think of it ... I'll be doing some fun stuff too.

 

[gypziedoll]

Always right there, on top of it, aren't you. LOL.

yes Sir, i am always the attentive little subbie, paying attention *giggles softly*

 

[HisHarlot]

yikes

 

[gypziedoll]

yikes

hehehe