Whats going on in your head right now?

[Marquis]

I just now remembered a pre-kink moment I had in college, reading Faulkner's Absalom Absalom. There is one scene where a naked slave girl is on the block and the auctioneer is tracing the outline of her figure with his riding crop and drawing attention to her good points before a crowd of leering, tobacco-chewing, plug-hatted rowdies. I read that scene over and over and had many a wank to it; without consciously knowing what was going on in my psyche; at the time I probably would have been ashamed to admit that I found that so hot.

Good God man, have you no shame?

 

[Netzach]

Me: slim, in remission, drinking mineral water and wearing shades, parked at an outdoor table at L'absinthe or something like that. Slave across the table, freshly beaten from the playspace, clothed nicely, plugged up the ass secretly, amusing me with geeky tales of fascinating factoids told while hopped up on endorphins.

 

[AngelicAssassin]

Hair and Tail

Sitting on the couch leaning forward while watching TV. Doing the 100 strokes thing to a mane with a brush in my hand while she kneels on the floor facing away. Getting aroused for whatever reason, be it the scent of my partner before me, or the stray breeze across my lap. Adjusting postions to modified OTK, (more over the thighs actually) sitting in the middle of the couch still watching the History Channel back against the cushions, partner laying face down watching too in nothing but a short dark silk/satin robe to set off her pale skin. Caressing the backs of her thighs with the bristles, while listening intently to an interesting viewpoint of an event long past. Agreeing enthusiastically, or disagreeing vehemently (it doesn't matter), punctuating my yea/nay with sharp raps of her tail with the backside of the brush.

Ahh, what a lazy afternoon's fantasy.

 

[TaintedB]

I'm in the process of writing my first lit story that captures very much the same principle.

That's cool! I can't wait to see it.

I think I am going to rent that Strange Days tonight, along with My Fair Lady. My must see movies list has grown to twice its usual size, thanks to your thread.

 

[TaintedB]

I just now remembered a pre-kink moment I had in college, reading Faulkner's Absalom Absalom. There is one scene where a naked slave girl is on the block and the auctioneer is tracing the outline of her figure with his riding crop and drawing attention to her good points before a crowd of leering, tobacco-chewing, plug-hatted rowdies. I read that scene over and over and had many a wank to it; without consciously knowing what was going on in my psyche; at the time I probably would have been ashamed to admit that I found that so hot.

I had one of those too. I was in my mid-late teens and the book was _The Invisible Man_. It was the chilling scene where they toss coins onto an electrified floor and force these black guys to go chase the money--or maybe the black guys go for the money first, and then they turn on the juice as a surprise--except that wasn't the part of the scene that turned me on, obviously.

Just before or just after that ugly entertainment, a completely nude voluptuous white woman walks into this crowded smokey banquet room full of these drunk rowdy white guys. The black narrator thinks she is one of the most beautiful and angelic looking women he's ever seen and is both deeply ashamed for her nakedness and very turned on by it. But the subsequent treatment she gets at the hands of this testosterone-laced male mob horrifies him. She starts dancing sensuously among the men and they get more and more aroused by her in this ugly drunk unruly way. They eventually pick her up and start carrying her above their heads and then they start to throw her high up into the air, laughing and yelling in excitment. She barely misses the ceiling and the book goes on to describe her terrified face and the strange way her breasts look and she sails up toward the ceiling, and how they grab at her flesh each time she comes down, and do it over and over again.

I'm glad you posted the Absolom Absolom scene. After reading it, I changed it around a little in my head and had the first "sweet" orgasm I've had in about a year, maybe longer. I'll report a little of it here, as some of you might like it. I have had a longtime fetish about being a black woman, especially in the old US South slave-owning days. So I could really get into this slave auction scene. In my fantasy I was curvy but not too fat with large breasts and unusually large stiff nipples and a very round stuck-out ass. Thick to the point of obsene ridiculousness. At first I was getting off on imagining the terror of being naked and vulnerable, up on a little stage and surrounded by these ugly, coarse, leering slave buyers, knowing the whoever bought me was going to take me home and rape and beat me to his heart's content all the time feeling the most intense racist smug superiority and contempt for me, to him I am little better than an animal. The seller is running his crop along my stiff nipples, turning me around and spreading my asscheeks and pointing out how small and virginally tight my anus is, while these awful men laugh and make really crude and insulting comments that make my face burn.

The auctioneer rubs his crop up and down my cunt lips while I've still got my back to the men and am bent over, and starts to talk about how nice it would be for one of these good old boys to have this view in sight just before he twists my nips and plunges in. The seller then grabs my cuntlips with both hands and spreads them open, much the way he spread my buttocks a few moments ago.

Then things get a little weird, the way fantasies tend to do, when you're simply using them to get off. The auctioneer turns into the narrator from the Bang Bus porn site, and he starts pretending that he is my pussy and talking in a high pitched "fake girl" voice as he moves my pussy lips open and closed to mime speech. "Look at how sloppy and drippy I'm getting for y'all. I'm just a sleek little animal, _a little darkie_ who wants your thick hot meat in me, boys!" (Those of you who've heard the bang bus narrator can probably picture him doing this if he was a slave auctioneer. He's kind of sick in that playful sort of way.) Anyway, as I heard him use the phrase "a little darkie," I came, and it was sweet, meaning it filled my body with glowing relaxation and good feeling. Is that a non-PC fantasy or what?

Everybody can comment except Marquis.

 

[Marquis]

I had one of those too. I was in my mid-late teens and the book was _The Invisible Man_. It was the chilling scene where they toss coins onto an electrified floor and force these black guys to go chase the money--or maybe the black guys go for the money first, and then they turn on the juice as a surprise--except that wasn't the part of the scene that turned me on, obviously.

Just before or just after that ugly entertainment, a completely nude voluptuous white woman walks into this crowded smokey banquet room full of these drunk rowdy white guys. The black narrator thinks she is one of the most beautiful and angelic looking women he's ever seen and is both deeply ashamed for her nakedness and very turned on by it. But the subsequent treatment she gets at the hands of this testosterone-laced male mob horrifies him. She starts dancing sensuously among the men and they get more and more aroused by her in this ugly drunk unruly way. They eventually pick her up and start carrying her above their heads and then they start to throw her high up into the air, laughing and yelling in excitment. She barely misses the ceiling and the book goes on to describe her terrified face and the strange way her breasts look and she sails up toward the ceiling, and how they grab at her flesh each time she comes down, and do it over and over again.

I'm glad you posted the Absolom Absolom scene. After reading it, I changed it around a little in my head and had the first "sweet" orgasm I've had in about a year, maybe longer. I'll report a little of it here, as some of you might like it. I have had a longtime fetish about being a black woman, especially in the old US South slave-owning days. So I could really get into this slave auction scene. In my fantasy I was curvy but not too fat with large breasts and unusually large stiff nipples and a very round stuck-out ass. Thick to the point of obsene ridiculousness. At first I was getting off on imagining the terror of being naked and vulnerable, up on a little stage and surrounded by these ugly, coarse, leering slave buyers, knowing the whoever bought me was going to take me home and rape and beat me to his heart's content all the time feeling the most intense racist smug superiority and contempt for me, to him I am little better than an animal. The seller is running his crop along my stiff nipples, turning me around and spreading my asscheeks and pointing out how small and virginally tight my anus is, while these awful men laugh and make really crude and insulting comments that make my face burn.

The auctioneer rubs his crop up and down my cunt lips while I've still got my back to the men and am bent over, and starts to talk about how nice it would be for one of these good old boys to have this view in sight just before he twists my nips and plunges in. The seller then grabs my cuntlips with both hands and spreads them open, much the way he spread my buttocks a few moments ago.

Then things get a little weird, the way fantasies tend to do, when you're simply using them to get off. The auctioneer turns into the narrator from the Bang Bus porn site, and he starts pretending that he is my pussy and talking in a high pitched "fake girl" voice as he moves my pussy lips open and closed to mime speech. "Look at how sloppy and drippy I'm getting for y'all. I'm just a sleek little animal, _a little darkie_ who wants your thick hot meat in me, boys!" (Those of you who've heard the bang bus narrator can probably picture him doing this if he was a slave auctioneer. He's kind of sick in that playful sort of way.) Anyway, as I heard him use the phrase "a little darkie," I came, and it was sweet, meaning it filled my body with glowing relaxation and good feeling. Is that a non-PC fantasy or what?

Everybody can comment except Marquis.

No dice.

I've watched too much Bangbus not to jump in.

"Crush those guts whiteboy! You can do it!"

By the way, the scene you're speaking of is from the book Invisible Man by Ralph Ellison. The Invisible Man is a science fiction story by H.G. Wells.

 

[snowy ciara]

My head is full of pervy PM goodness for Luna... Now if I could just get it in order here....

 

[TaintedB]

No dice.

I've watched too much Bangbus not to jump in.

"Crush those guts whiteboy! You can do it!"

By the way, the scene you're speaking of is from the book Invisible Man by Ralph Ellison. The Invisible Man is a science fiction story by H.G. Wells.

Marquis! You weren't supposed to answer! But your answer is hiliarious! I think if that bang bus narrator died and became a spirit, you'd be the perfect one to "channel" him. :0

And thank you for making the distinction between the books. I couldn't remember the author for either one. I figured people would know by the plot which one I meant, but the people who hadn't read either book before might have been a little confused!

 

[Marquis]

Marquis! You weren't supposed to answer! But your answer is hiliarious! I think if that bang bus narrator died and became a spirit, you'd be the perfect one to "channel" him. :0

And thank you for making the distinction between the books. I couldn't remember the author for either one. I figured people would know by the plot which one I meant, but the people who hadn't read either book before might have been a little confused!

Bitch, put those balls in your mouth and hum the star-spangled banner or we're calling immigration on your ass!

 

[Netzach]

All I can say is that my fantasy life looks like a Family Circus cartoon in comparison, and it's not exactly that.


If I were my usual wanking self I'd be going back to one of my favorite scenarios- in this one I have a kennel in my basement, with about 6-8 men in full enclosure lycra suits with zippers. I've forgotten what their faces look like. I can go down, pull up whatever lycra color coded individuals I want and use them sexually. They all have nice endowments, and that's the only skin I bother unzipping and looking at, that and their ass should I want access. I suppose someone else feeds, waters, bathes, and walks the poor things.

Or, alternately, I can make them do one another and watch, or beat them, or whatever I feel like doing. They don't talk. Maybe their vocal cords have been snipped, I don't know. It's very inhumane and fun.

 

[Aeroil]

All I can say is that my fantasy life looks like a Family Circus cartoon in comparison, and it's not exactly that.


If I were my usual wanking self I'd be going back to one of my favorite scenarios- in this one I have a kennel in my basement, with about 6-8 men in full enclosure lycra suits with zippers. I've forgotten what their faces look like. I can go down, pull up whatever lycra color coded individuals I want and use them sexually. They all have nice endowments, and that's the only skin I bother unzipping and looking at, that and their ass should I want access. I suppose someone else feeds, waters, bathes, and walks the poor things.

Or, alternately, I can make them do one another and watch, or beat them, or whatever I feel like doing. They don't talk. Maybe their vocal cords have been snipped, I don't know. It's very inhumane and fun.

fun indeed
I've had those before, except I'm usually the only one in the kennel.

 

[Stefani]

What's going on in my head right now..?

The only fantasy in my head is the memory of being with my girlfriend this morning. She is so hot, her kisses light a fire inside me.

What's really going on in my head... is how she just sent me a pissed off email. I told her I was going out tonight with my friend Chris (a bouncer and a fitness instructor who is WAAY cute) and a group of his friends, just partying and having fun. But my girlfriend imagined all sorts of sexual fantasies between Chris and I. Which just was not the case.

Sort of sucks to get accused of being nasty, when you're actually out being good.

I love my girlfriend, but she also makes me crazy. I mean, I wasn't even doing anything wrong tonight, we had great sex Saturday morning... and now I'm going to have to get down on my knees to convince her I'm not attracted to Chris... which I'm not. I wish she trusted me... but with my past history... it's no surprise that she doesn't.

 

[hazel43]

I have been convicted of some crime in some mid-evil court room. The tradition is that the jury shall watch the sentence being carried out.
My sentence is to receive twenty lashes on my breasts, and twenty more on my back and butt. Then my pussy will be held open with clamps and chains, exposing it to 10 lashes from the rough leather whip. A wooden spindle measuring 5 inches in diameter by 10 inches in length, will be driven into my beaten cunt. Finally a second smaller spindle will be driven into my ass.

 

[YinandYang]

What's going on in my head right now..?

The only fantasy in my head is the memory of being with my girlfriend this morning. She is so hot, her kisses light a fire inside me.

What's really going on in my head... is how she just sent me a pissed off email. I told her I was going out tonight with my friend Chris (a bouncer and a fitness instructor who is WAAY cute) and a group of his friends, just partying and having fun. But my girlfriend imagined all sorts of sexual fantasies between Chris and I. Which just was not the case.

Sort of sucks to get accused of being nasty, when you're actually out being good.

I love my girlfriend, but she also makes me crazy. I mean, I wasn't even doing anything wrong tonight, we had great sex Saturday morning... and now I'm going to have to get down on my knees to convince her I'm not attracted to Chris... which I'm not. I wish she trusted me... but with my past history... it's no surprise that she doesn't.

Hope everything turned out ok with your girlfriend Stefani

 

[Stefani]

Hope everything turned out ok with your girlfriend Stefani

Y&Y, yes it did, thank you for caring.

Spoke with her today, and we talked everything out. My problem is that I used to be pretty wild in my younger days, and my girlfriend is super conservative.

All of which gets into issues of honesty. Is it better to not tell your current lover about your past? Or is it better to tell everything?

My gut instinct is to be honest, but at times like this it comes back to haunt me, because even though I am monogamous now, I was a super tramp in the past, so she always suspects I'll revert to my old ways. *sigh*

All of which bothers me, because I wonder... how will she ever be able to love me, if she doesn't trust me?

 

[snowy ciara]

I hope she does. But I know how it can be. There's stuff in my past that I just hate about myself and to ask a lover to accept them is hard. Very scary prospect.

 

[ammre]

I'm really buzzing about the idea of being tied up and jsut toyed with... i mean a bit of using is fun, a good booty reaming (that mpg was good but he was a little weak , but jsut bieng tied up, maybe tied like i'm sitting on myheals with my hands at the small of my back... then just push me foward over some pillows or such ... good access to many things...
whartenburg wheel,
crop,
little bells on the various piercings,
sounds (not the ones you hear),
vibrators,
a girl to lick,
a guy to abuse me...

the auction block thing is intresting too... one of my fears is my body being scutinized. So bieng bound and inspected playfull plays with those fears...

(i got a nude beach and there's at least 200 people on this earth who have seen me do a split naked down a slip n slide but put me naked infront of you alone and i turn beat red, it would be quite funny if i wasen't happening to me... actually, no it's still funny that way)

 

[Stefani]

I hope she does. But I know how it can be. There's stuff in my past that I just hate about myself and to ask a lover to accept them is hard. Very scary prospect.

Ciara, i agree. Everytime i get involved in a new relationship, I ask myself, should i cut all ties with the past? Should I just shut up about it? Or should I be completely honest?

If you tell them about your past, you have to worry about them trusting you. If you don't tell them about your past, you end up hiding it, and usually end up getting caught in a lie. Seems like there is no easy answer.

Steffie

 

[snowy ciara]

I tell them and hope they have the grace to not run away too quickly...

What's going on in my head right now? Oral servitude for Luna's pervy PM. Sometimes life is good...

 

[AngelicAssassin]

... a good booty reaming (that mpg was good but he was a little weak ...

Darlin', if that was weak, we need to get you on that web site with fucking machines.

 

[ammre]

Darlin', if that was weak, we need to get you on that web site with fucking machines.

if the idea of having sex with a machine didn't bother me, i'd be down...

 

[Guest]

Whats going on in your head right now?

Trust me ...You really probably don't want to know.

 

[Marquis]

Pun intended.

A picture (moving at that) beats a million words in this case.

Click me.

The deep grind, and insult slapping put icing on the cake.

I just figured out how to play that video.

That's killer.

 

[serijules]

All I can say is that my fantasy life looks like a Family Circus cartoon in comparison, and it's not exactly that.


If I were my usual wanking self I'd be going back to one of my favorite scenarios- in this one I have a kennel in my basement, with about 6-8 men in full enclosure lycra suits with zippers. I've forgotten what their faces look like. I can go down, pull up whatever lycra color coded individuals I want and use them sexually. They all have nice endowments, and that's the only skin I bother unzipping and looking at, that and their ass should I want access. I suppose someone else feeds, waters, bathes, and walks the poor things.

Or, alternately, I can make them do one another and watch, or beat them, or whatever I feel like doing. They don't talk. Maybe their vocal cords have been snipped, I don't know. It's very inhumane and fun.

Damn...I don't think I'll ever look at my boarding kennel the same again. heh

(I own a small 9 run boarding kennel alongside my grooming shop)

 

[ShaunaM]

right now I can't stop thinking about a conversation I had with a friend last night.

"Lick your fingers... does it taste good?"

Fuck!