“I’d like to meet a man who will open doors for me and tell me I’m beautiful…and then tie me up and whip the hell out of me in private.”
Guess who said this recently?

“I’d like to meet a man who will open doors for me and tell me I’m beautiful…and then tie me up and whip the hell out of me in private.”
Guess who said this recently?

Black leather boots against ivory silk stockings.
Crimson satin straps slipped over creamy shoulders.
Sparkling blue eyes in a girlishly innocent face.



HNT Courtesy of Margaret at They Belong to Us
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Black leather boots, zipped and buckled over the knee.
Black lace-trimmed stockings attached to a black satin garter belt.
A wicked smile on her face, she put on a long black leather coat and strode out into the night.

There’s something about fucking someplace you shouldn’t that just turns me on.
Recently, a gentleman friend of mine met me at my office during off-hours for the sole purpose of bending me over the conference table.

I woke up to the feeling of Christian’s hand on my ass, rubbing the spots where he’d spanked me the night before. He had started off gently, gradually massaging harder until I was wide awake thanks to the pain in my tender, bruised flesh.
“Mmm that hurts so good”, I finally said, wanting him to stop while at the same time enjoying the memory of the wild, memorable night we’d had.

After I had my turn on top, it was time for me to pay attention to Natalie. I wasn’t going to make it easy for her, though.
After taking a few minutes to get my strength back (my girl is quite…skillfull), I rolled on top of her and grabbed her hands, holding them above her head and kissing her more demandingly. Remember, this was still the first time I had ever taken any kind of control – prior to today, we had stuck with the kind of strictly egalitarian yet sensual sex that only a pair of women can manage.
However, something had shifted earlier when she had gotten down on her knees in front of me. The mix of surrender and lust in her almond shaped brown eyes had flipped some kind of switch inside me. At the time, however, I wasn’t quite sure what to do next…

“What do you really want?” he asked me as we were laying, all tangled together in his bed.
“I want everything.” Read the rest of this entry ?