Jun 4, 2009

Power—give.take.

This is a powerful image for me.

It made me just literally stare in awe for quite some time.

All I can think is “Give me this….please…”

{sexandsubmission.com – not for the faint of heart}

Yes, she’s beautiful and it adds a little to it but that’s not really the point here.

Powerful.
It’s that big, strong male hand wrapped firmly at her throat that’s making me weak in the knees. I have written about some explorations with R regarding this. Honestly, before he brought it to light in the perfect perfect way that he did, it was not something that I ever would have pondered. I would have immediately said “no thanks”. So it goes with numerous things with him; he does have such a talent for pulling me deeper into submission and filthy glorious kink.

Powerless.
It’s that look in her eyes. Arousal? Fear? Begging? I suspect all three. I know that it would be for me. It’s beautiful agony….heavy with trust and instinctual fear and being rocked to the core of your submission. I want to give this to him. I want him to take this from me.I have nothing but complete and utter trust in him or I would not crave this or allow this. As I sit here now I know he would balance safety and the edge of danger – and at the last moment pull me back to safety. I know that in the heat of the moment I will feel as she appears to be feeling; scared and aroused and rushing with the confliction and brain chemistry that is all in a whirl. Followed by a rush of endorphins and different kinds of relief tangled up in each other.

It’s her lips, her tongue. See how they are parted? See the tongue lifted up to the roof of her mouth? I know she’s trying to get air. I know he’s not going to give it to her quite yet.

I have seen only this photo, nothing more from the scene. Just this one image and I am shaken. Aching and wet and in need. My, how I have changed in a year’s time.

Power—give. take.

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Feb 11, 2009

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Branded

{note: This is not for HNT and there will not be any HNT this week}

He had me mark myself for him. Branded, I suppose. “This hole is for Master to cum in” was written on my thigh for him to see. “R’s Whore” written in another spot.

When I see him, I know he’ll write on me. He has said he’ll do it in black permanent marker. A “tramp stamp” across the small of my back. Filthy words for him to see as he’s fucking me. What will he write?

For His use only

Cum Slut

If found, return to R ok maybe not…heh

When I return home that night to my partner, I will whisper to him the slutty filthy things I did, that were done to me; he’ll see the words and take his own turn claiming my cunt.

I will wear the words in secret for days until they disappear on their own. I don’t know how long it will take for permanent marker to wash off, but I suspect it’s at least a few days.

I don’t know what else he might write. Any ideas? What would you write, be it on me or on your own slut?

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Jan 11, 2009

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Confessional: Zero to Sub in 3 seconds flat

There is a way to catapult me over the line of neutrality straight into submission. If done right, the shift is immediate.

Two years ago there was a young man I was briefly involved with who was a switch. I knew he was capable of being very submissive and downright dirty, but his attitude was full-on toppy brat. I loved it. I was working my way to getting into my dominant side, but he pulled a move that had never been done before to me and the effect was astounding. He kissed me – great kisser, that boy – a hard, deep kiss and his hand went to the back of my head. His fingers pushed against my scalp, through my hair, at the nape of my neck. His fingers full of as much hair as he could get, he closed his hand into a fist and firmly pulled. It was the hottest thing ever and boom – I felt submissive. I never was able to get back into the dominant frame of mind with him, and that’s what he wanted from me – my dominance. We had fun hanging out, making out, but it never went very far because of the D/s stalemate.

I’ve been with a handful of guys since then and I find it funny that very few could do the hair pulling trick as well as the original. There is a specific way so that it is arousing and firm but not sharp and “ow you’re pulling my hair out by the root”. In the middle, at the bottom, with fingers spread so that a large area is being pulled when your close your hand to a fist, you should grab it as close to the root as possible. All of that is needed for it to be a successful move.

When it is done correctly as I am being kissed, and therefore not aware of it until it happens, the effect is obvious and immediate. A moan and a whimper, my knees might buckle a bit, and the jolt of arousal is so swift and sharp that the breath is nearly knocked out of me. I am like a puppet, and that spot directly controls my cunt. I feel it there as much as at the juncture of fingers and hair.

But this is not the only moment to use this move on me………

As I am being fucked from behind it serves as the reins to pull me back closer to your mouth, so that you may growl filthy words in my ear.

As I am sucking your cock, so that you may guide my speed and rhythm.

As I am kneeling before you, so that you may force me to look up at you.

As your lips are travelling over my body, so that you may have better access to another spot that sets me on fire……..which I’ll tell you about another time.

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Jan 7, 2009

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HNT: I’m all tied up right now…

Thank you for calling Lilly’s House of Whip and Chains. I’m all tied up right now, so please leave a message after the beep and I’ll get back to you as soon as I’m freed….

(beeeeeep)

It has been pointed out to me recently that one of the best parts of submission is that you can just let go……as it is all out of your control and in the hands of your Master, you have no problems, no worries or issues. You just be. You just are. You just do.

That is not a natural state of being for me, so it is something that I will have to learn, over time. But I will try…

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Nov 17, 2008

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Microfantasy Monday: Public Spanking

SwelteringCelt has drummed up a lil thing called Microfantasy Monday, and this week I think I can contribute something half-assed ;) The point to the microfantasy is to pick a snapshot….a moment in time and not the whole fantasy. Paint the picture as you wish.

The theme for this week: “There is an ass and it is on display.”

Well now….

I can hear the murmurs of people around me but I am not paying attention to them. My wrists are bound in front of my body. My upper half is draped over a hard surface that is just above waist-high; my bound arms stretched out in front of me, my feet only barely touching the floor. My skirt thrown up to expose my ass. I feel his pocketknife at my hip. He slices off my panties…..my good black lace ass-framing panties! Damnit! He has the option of his hand, or my new leather paddle. I pray for the hand, as I believe it will not be as hard of a whack as the paddle. He runs a finger down the crack of my ass and dips into my slit for a brief second; this attempt to distract me works. I am off guard when I hear and feel the crack of the leather paddle. A split second later my highpitched yelp is also heard. Short, succinct, loud. Both the crack and my yelp.

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