After my last entry I took some time with the boy to talk about where we were going and where we had been with our kinky interactions for the past couple of years. I expected a certain level of protocol and discipline that I knew he wasn’t delivering and wasn’t entirely sure he was capable … [Tell me more…]
He sits now at my feet, not only minutes ago moaning and squirming in my bed as he exploded into his hand and down his stomach in spurts. Today was his masturbation day. Each week he is required to masturbate on the same three days, sometimes supervised sometimes not. Today I watched. I scratched … [Tell me more…]
I said the words more sternly than I had intended but I still enjoyed the effect of his wide eyes and immediate obedience. He stripped down to his undies and stood before me hands neatly behind his back. I looked down at the underwear disapprovingly over the rim of my glasses. “You won’t be needing … [Tell me more…]
It started without thought and intensified very quickly. Within moments I was beating him bare-handed over and over, not fully in control of myself, until his ass reddened commanding him to apologize. I imagine finding out that he had lied to me indiscriminately didn’t help but add fuel to the fire but if the house … [Tell me more…]
This was our first weekend away. Our first weekend in a hotel together. But when I saw her bag of tricks I knew that she had other things in mind besides relaxation. Something told me that this time was going to be vastly different. My hands were bound behind my back, as opposed to our … [Tell me more…]
I knew what he wanted but I wouldn’t give it to him. He carefully placed his hand under my blanket now, rubbing just the underside of my cheeks as I lay face down. I lazily but rhythmically stroked his bare cock with my left hand, making sure to take care when nearing the head—his favorite … [Tell me more…]
Last week I was speaking with a friend of mine who had a problem with my blog. She told me: “I hate that you say we are mundane. Why do you do that?” The “we” she is referring to are the non BDSM/vanilla folks. The weekend prior to seeing her, I met up with the … [Tell me more…]
More and more I’ve been thinking about the various men I have met and been with throughout my life. Sometimes I find myself wishing I could take a small souvenir of them to build what I’ve dreamed in my mind as: Franken-Toy. Franken-Toy would be my personal fuck toy. He would look, think, act, and … [Tell me more…]